The System Takes Me to Practice

"Virtual image, 10,000 meters high! Bloodline, unprecedented in history!"

The old white man Bing Yuanwu couldn't help but said excitedly.

"Yay!"

Bing Xueer cheered happily.

Bing Tianyou also loosened her grip on the ground, her palms filled with nail marks.

"How is it possible? How is this possible?!!!"

Bing Lingshang looked incredible.

Whoosh!

In the crowd, the previous masked person disappeared, without causing anyone to notice.

"He cheated! That's right. He must have cheated!"

Bing Lingshang shouted angrily.

Bing Yuanwu's face suddenly sank when he heard it.

"Bing Lingshang, don't rely on your status as a future patriarch candidate to do whatever you want."

Bing Lingshang still roared.

"Nowadays, it is impossible for anyone to reach the upper limit. He must have used some method."

After that, Bing Lingshang looked directly at Bing Tianyou.

"Good, good! Good, Bingtianyou. I didn't expect you to be involved in bloodline testing. What should you blame?"

Immediately, Bing Lingshang stared at Yang Fan again.

"Boy, confess everything honestly, otherwise you die!"

"nerve."

Although Bing Lingshang's cultivation base was terrifying, Yang Fan wasn't afraid at all when it came to fighting, so he ran away.

"you wanna die!"

At this moment, Bing Ling was moved, Bing Tianyou wanted to stop, but it was too late.

"Die."

Bing Lingshang was already very close to Yang Fan, only a few dozen meters away.

Even Yang Fan could see the successful smile on Bing Lingshang's face.

"not good!"

Bing Xue'er's face changed drastically, thinking that Yang Fan's cultivation in the fit period could not hold up a move in the hands of Bing Lingshang, a powerful man in the Mahayana period.

Beside Yang Fan, Bing Yuanwu let out a cold snort, waved his cuffs, and a strong wind blew towards Bing Lingshang.

But when the strong wind hit Bing Lingshang, Bing Yuanwu's expression suddenly changed and he cursed carelessly.

At the moment when the strong wind touched Bing Lingshang, Bing Lingshang's figure gradually dissipated. Obviously, the strong wind hit only his afterimage.

Almost at the same time Bing Yuanwu showed an unhappy expression, Bing Lingshang suddenly appeared in front of Yang Fan, and patted Yang Fan's abdomen with his big hand, intending to directly abolish Yang Fan's cultivation.

Yang Fan remained unmoved, but instead looked behind Bing Lingshang, the phantom of the ice **** on the statue, with an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Haha! I'm going to be a useless person soon, and I still have the courage to laugh."

Bing Lingshang sneered.

"Sun Wukong, run away!"

Bing Xueer shouted in the distance, and Yang Fan was unmoved.

Bing Lingshang's palm was getting closer, and Yang Fan was unmoved.

The palm of the hand is closer, and the distance is only less than one meter.

At this moment, Yang Fan finally moved. He raised his right hand, and a white-yellow paper object was sandwiched between his index finger and middle finger. It was seven or eight centimeters long and one centimeter thick stick.

"What is he doing?"

Bing Lingshang saw Yang Fan put the yellow end in his mouth, and then took out a small iron bump.

Cang!

The small iron lump can actually turn one end open, and a string of flames emerges from the iron lump.

Nearly, Bing Lingshang's palm was only 50 centimeters away from Yang Fan.

In the distance, Bing Xueer's face was pale, thinking that Yang Fan's life would not be guaranteed.

But suddenly, Bingxue felt that the sky was suddenly dark, and she looked up like she was stupid.

Bing Tianyou also noticed the anomaly, looking up, his eyes were shocked and incredulous.

Soon, more and more people noticed the anomaly in the sky, even Bing Yuanwu standing beside Yang Fan stupidly, raising his head, at a loss.

hiss! call!

Yang Fan took a deep breath and exhaled smoke.

The smoke was sprayed on the face of Bing Lingshang who was already close at hand, causing him to cough.

"what?"

Yang Fan suddenly wondered, took the lit cigarette in his hand and observed it, muttering in his mouth.

"Hongtashan? A brand you haven't smoked, but it tastes good."

"Bastard!"

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't care about his attack at all, Bing Lingshang became furious, and the palm of his hand could not help but aggravate.

If Yang Fan took this palm, it would be light to lose his dantian, and his bones would be shattered when he was heavy, and he would become a useless person who could not even take care of himself.

Just as Bing Lingshang was proud, he suddenly felt that something was pressed down in the sky, and when he looked up, he was shocked.

Before he could counterattack, a big hand squeezed Bing Lingshang.

"What's the matter? Who are you?!!! How dare to catch me? I am the future patriarch!"

The owner of the big hand covering the sky is the imaginary ice god.

In the Mahayana period, Bing Lingshang did not have the slightest resistance in front of the ice **** virtual image, Yang Fan sighed in his heart.

As early as when Bing Lingshang began to take action against him, Yang Fan had already noticed that the eyes of the Ice God Void had swept towards him. At that time, Yang Fan was also surprised, but when he saw the Ice God Void reaching out and grabbing Bing Lingshang, Yang Fan basically understood. What, that's why he looks confident.

"Unfilial son Sun Binglingshang!"

The imaginary ice **** opened his mouth, and every sentence penetrated into the depths of everyone's soul, forming a kind of oppression. This was the natural suppression from the bloodline, except for Yang Fan.

This kind of suppression is like, every wolf in the wolf pack is afraid of the wolf king, it is a kind of deep soul and blood.

"This sense of oppression..."

Bing Lingshang was shocked when he thought of something.

"You are the ancestor of the Ice God!!!"

"Unfilial son Sun Binglingshang, if you commit the following crimes, the crime should be punishable, but if you think you are meritorious, you will be spared your capital crime, your cultivation status will be abolished, your patriarchal candidate status will be abolished, and all positions within the clan!"

Before Bing Lingshang could react, a golden light was taken into Bing Lingshang's body.

Puff!

Yang Fan seemed to hear the sound of a flat tire.

Then, under everyone's attention, Bing Lingshang's cultivation base kept dropping.

Mahayana period!

Fit period!

Golden Core Period!

Base building period!

Until the final Qi refining period, a large amount of true energy leaked out, and Bing Lingshang instantly turned white hair, trembling limbs, and swaying his body, like an old man who was going to die.

"me..."

For a while, Bing Lingshang couldn't accept it, and roared with that hoarse voice.

"I'm not convinced! He is just a hairy boy, so why should I say that I have committed the crime?!!!"

After that, Bing Lingshang had more air intake and less air vent, as if he would die at any time.

The Ice God phantom did not speak, put Bing Lingshang down and looked at Yang Fan. The entire phantom and the golden dragon on his body disappeared. At the same time, the five-clawed dragon behind Yang Fan disappeared.

The surroundings fell into silence, and many people were still watching Bing Lingshang on the ground.

Under the great ups and downs, Binglingshang's fighting spirit was flattened, and the top five candidates turned into the top four candidates, which is a bit ridiculous. The person who shot was still their Ice God ancestor, and no one dared to intercede.