The System Takes Me to Practice

I saw two huge thick black double knives appear out of thin air in Zhou Feilong's hands, and the blades were bent upward at an angle, making the force of the split much stronger.

As soon as the weapon was sacrificed, Zhou Feilong rushed in front of Yang Fan, his hands kept slashing, every time he swiped, Yang Fan was able to chop the whirring sound of the air with both knives, the air exploded, and the strong energy blew the cheeks of the surrounding people It hurts a bit.

There was also a light blue halo on the thick black double knives, and Yang Fan felt a strong wind attribute on it, which made the double knives sharper.

Yang Fan stayed unmoved, touched the ground with his toes, and walked back, like a dragonfly, like catkins, fluttering with the wind. However, Zhou Feilong was chasing after him, and the two knives in his hands never stopped waving, making people shudder.

"It's Brahma Immortal Step!"

Xu Liqi's eyes were like torches, and she recognized it almost when Yang Fan had just taken the first step.

If it's about footwork skills, the Brahma Immortal Step doesn't have a microstep difference from the Tianlong Babu Li Lingbo, so everyone on the court saw such a scene.

Yang Fan faced Zhou Feilong in front and moved easily. Zhou Feilong kept dancing with his swords and followed closely behind him. Every time, the double knives were about to strike Yang Fan, but every time it was a little bit worse, Zhou Feilong was very unwilling to give up.

"On the eighth floor of the dignified fairyland, do you only have this level? You can't even touch the corners of my clothes. I think you should find a place to bury it."

Yang Fan stepped back and spoke, and from time to time he used his extinguishing fingers to shoot out beams of little power, in order to make Zhou Feilong avoid in embarrassment.

Another beam of light flew, Zhou Feilong couldn't avoid it and was hit in the chest. He thought he would be seriously injured, but he didn't expect that the place where his chest was hit was only a small hole that was not too deep, except for some pain. Influence him to fight.

Thinking of this, Zhou Feilong exerted his strength and approached Yang Fan again. Facing the lasing beam, he simply avoided. If he couldn't avoid it, he would directly use his body to resist.

Before long, a dozen small holes appeared in Zhou Feilong's body, and blood remained, turning him into a blood man.

"Does the Zhou family's young master only have this level?"

Seeing Zhou Feilong stop suddenly, Yang Fan mocked.

"Can you just avoid blindly? Ants who dare not fight me head-on."

"Who is the ant talking about?"

Yang Fan made an unheard movement.

"The ants are talking about you!"

Zhou Feilong roared without thinking.

"Haha, Taoist, the first time I saw someone cursing myself like this."

"No, Brother Yang's sentence itself has two meanings. If you answer it, you are talking about himself, which is really stupid."

Zhou Feilong realized that he was caught in the trap and said angrily.

"Yang Fan, you forced me to do this."

Zhou Feilong put away the two knives, his face turned red, and the clothes on his upper body burst, revealing his skin that had begun to change.

On Zhou Feilong's body, layers of scales appeared, the scales emitting golden light, and they were constantly filling the rest. The whole process only lasted less than three seconds, except for Zhou Feilong's lower body, even his hands and cheeks were covered with a layer of golden scales.

"This is a combination of what kind of fish evolved, Taoist, do you know?"

Yang Fan was puzzled. This was the first time I saw a human monk transforming into a combination of demons and humans.

Everyone was speechless, combined, you are talking in disguise that Zhou Feilong is a ladyboy.

"This is Dragon Scale, Yang Fan. It seems that you really don't know my identity."

Zhou Feilong resisted the urge to run wild and said angrily.

"Oh, talk about it."

"My mother is a dragon from the middle reaches of the continent, and my grandfather is the patriarch of the dragon. In terms of bloodline purity, it is not much weaker than the dragon's Tianjiao. It is only the first stage of my transformation. I can defeat you with just one finger. ."

Yang Fan sneered. He was just a one-story heavenly fairyland, while Zhou Feilong was on the eighth floor. I was really curious where his face said such words.

"dead!"

In the end, Zhou Feilong completed the first stage of transformation. There was golden light all over his body, and his skin was covered with a layer of golden fish scales, ah, no, it was dragon scales.

Zhou Feilong turned into a black shadow and came to Yang Fan with a punch. Yang Fan was a little surprised. Only the first stage of transformation had such a speed bonus, which made him very interested.

This time Yang Fan didn't evade, but also blasted out a punch.

Bang!

The strong energy rushed to the surroundings, and the ground where the two were standing cracked open. In this circle of punches, the two fought equally.

"what?!!"

Zhou Feilong couldn't believe it. Although the punch just didn't use his full strength, it still had at least 80% strength, but he didn't expect that he could not even make Yang Fan take a step back.

Yang Fan was also surprised by this punch. He used his own five levels, believing that if he confronted a monk of the same realm as Zhou Feilong, he would definitely be blown away.

"It's interesting. Take out your full strength and make me happy. I can let you go."

"Asshole, look down on me."

Zhou Feilong finally couldn't help it, bursting out with all his strength, and instantly came to Yang Fan, an illusory dragon claw appeared around his hands, and he firmly grasped Yang Fan's neck.

Click!

Zhou Feilong's wrist was pinched tightly by Yang Fan, and it meant to be turned in the opposite direction.

"It's too weak, but you let me see the power of the dragon clan."

Just now, Yang Fan used all his strength to break Zhou Feilong's hands, but was surprised to find that the dragon scales were so strong that they could not be broken.

Hum!

The golden arrogance enveloped Yang Fan. In order to test how strong the dragon scales were, Yang Fan directly opened the Super Race One mode.

Click...

The strength increased many times, Zhou Feilong's face showed pain, and the dragon scales on his arms showed signs of shedding.

In the end, Yang Fan increased his strength tenfold, and Zhou Feilong's hands finally couldn't bear it, and they were abruptly broken. The broken dragon scales fell off and were covered with blood.

A scream of screams resounded throughout the street, losing his hands, Zhou Feilong's combat power was greatly reduced, and Yang Fan only used one move to subdue him.

Puff!

Kicked Zhou Feilong to his knees with one foot, and his cultivation was almost useless.

"Let go of me, my Zhou family will not let you go."

"Trivial Zhou family, as long as I want, I can destroy it in the future."

"Hehe, yeah, the Zhou family is indeed not a big family, but are you afraid of the Dragon family? My grandfather will send a clansman at random to destroy the power behind you."

"Really? I'm always waiting. I originally planned to let you go like this. Now that you say this, I don't think I should let you go like this."