The System Takes Me to Practice

Hh hh hh...

Eight beams of light arrived in front of Yang Fan in a blink of an eye.

"Destroyed!"

I saw Yang Fan stretched out his index finger and quickly tapped eight times in the void. He only heard eight muffled hums in the air. There was no explosion in the imagination, and there was no impact caused by the cancellation of the two attacks.

"what?!"

From Yongnian, the pupil shrank and became the size of a pinpoint. He closed his breath and was shocked.

You know, the giant whale tyrant seal is Yongnian's triumphant technique. This secret technique was obtained from Yongnian in a secret realm. According to his estimation, it was at least the immortal to learn immortal technique.

It’s just that Yongnian didn’t know that Yang Fan’s impulse finger was also a fairy technique, and it was also the most basic technique used by the disciples of the Xianwu sect, the top power in the lower reaches of the Xianyu continent.

"Unexpectedly, the power of Destruction Finger is so powerful!"

Yang Fan was surprised, although he had already learned the five exercises through the system when he broke through the barrier. But after learning the most basic introductory chapter, plus Yang Fan, he has never spent a lot of time familiar with these five exercises. Just the introductory chapter has such power, it is hard to imagine how powerful it will be if you practice Mahayana?

Thinking of this, Yang Fan looked at Cong Yongnian again, slowly saying.

"If you have any skills, just use it."

Since Yongnian had no grievances with him, Yang Fan would not kill him even if he did it, and he was reluctant to kill him. After all, he was the commander of the Forbidden Army.

"Asshole!"

Ever since Yongnian was so angry, Concubine Rong was even more so angry that the mountain in front of her chest was constantly shaking.

But she dared not point at Yang Fan, for fear of being slapped again.

"You forced me!"

After all, he took out his spear from Yongnian and yelled: "Lion Gun!"

Whoosh!

From Yongnian, the spear came out like a dragon, and like a long snake, came to Yang Fan like lightning, and stabbed it out.

The tip of the gun was shining brightly, and there were countless stars in the bright light. Looking carefully, it turned out to be golden light composed of countless stars. And among those dense golden lights, a lion faintly formed. The lion opened its mouth with a big mouth, and its sharp fangs looked very crippled.

Roar!

Just when the spearhead was about to pierce Yang Fan, it made a harsh lion roar. The surrounding monks were suddenly shaken and stood unstable.

"Success!"

Overjoyed from Yongnian's heart, there was an intriguing smile on his face.

The lion gun is a prefecture-level exercise. This exercise imitates the lion's best effort and mighty power when preying. No one knows who created this exercise. This exercise was rewarded by the Emperor Yongnian when he was the commander of the Xiying Forbidden Army. It took a lot of time from Yongnian to integrate this powerful work. Not to mention Mahayana, at least at the proficiency level. Killer move.

"Very good marksmanship!"

Yang Fan was not afraid of danger, the tip of the spear was only less than ten centimeters away from him, and he praised Cong Yongnian's marksmanship.

Fen Tian Xian Step!

Just when Yongnian's spear was about to stab Yang Fan, Yang Fan moved.

Everyone only saw the lotus growing under Yang Fan's feet. Every time he took a step, a wave appeared under his feet, just like the ripples caused by walking in the water.

And every time Yang Fan took a step, one or several translucent shadows were left behind him, and those shadows were exactly the same as Yang Fan's previous actions.

Cang!

From Yongnian a shot into the air, followed by another shot.

Huh!

Yang Fan took the third step, and the third shadow appeared behind him. The second shot from Yongnian still pierced the air, stabbing Yang Fan's second shadow.

"Ok?"

Cong Yongnian frowned.

Qiang Qiang!

From Yongnian, he stabbed three shots in a row, but all three shots pierced into the air, and each shot pierced Yang Fan's translucent shadow.

As time goes by, Yongnian's heart becomes more and more impatient, and when he becomes impatient, more flaws will appear.

Just when Yongnian stabbed the fiftieth gun, he suddenly felt resistance coming from the tip of the gun.

"There is resistance, can it be said!!!"

Cong Yongnian's eyes brightened, his eyes moved up, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Yang Fan stretched out his index and middle fingers, and easily clamped the tip of the gun.

"what!"

From Yongnian's heart trembled, his hands pressed hard, trying to pull out, but no matter how hard he tried, the spear did not move half a minute.

"You are very good, your marksmanship is also very good, but unfortunately you met me, otherwise, within the same realm, with this marksmanship, you are basically invincible."

Yang Fan is also a rare compliment to others. But from Yongnian's point of view, these compliments are sarcasm and mockery.

"Go to hell!"

He deflated in front of his own hand, and from Yongnian's anger, he kicked his right foot violently.

"God's legs!"

"Little friend, be careful!"

At this time, an old man's voice came from the window on the second floor of the restaurant.

Because it was from Yongnian who made a sudden move, none of the monks present had reacted, only the old man at the second floor window could see it clearly.

This shows that the strength of the old man is not simple.

"court death!"

Yang Fan's face was gloomy for an instant, and he kicked his abdomen faster than Cong Yongnian.

"Oh!"

Blood spurted from Yongnian's mouth, his body flew upside down, and the spear in his hand flew out because of inertia.

Whoosh!

In the eyes of the 1,000 imperial soldiers from behind Yongnian, they saw their commander hitting the wall of a building not far behind them at a speed of more than ten times the speed of sound, directly smashing that building down. Several monks were struggling to crawl out of the trash. They just wanted to roar, but were frightened by the threat of a thousand forbidden troops before them.

"General!"

"General!!"

"Quick look at the general's injuries!!!"

For a time, the thousand imperial troops jumped like ants on a hot pot.

Ding Ding Ding...

At this moment, there was a sudden crash on the ground. Yang Fan looked down, and a storage ring was lying quietly in front of him.

"No!"

Suddenly, Yongnian shouted from the collapsed ruins.

Cong Yongnian, ignoring his injuries, came to Yang Fan and wanted to **** it, but Yang Fan grabbed it first.

Since Yongnian's face changed, sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Oh?"

Yang Fan vaguely guessed something and planned to break the prohibition on the ring with his spiritual sense.

"Friend, can you return the storage ring to me? I am willing to use a thousand high-grade spirit stones in exchange."

Cong Yongnian held his breath, fearing that Yang Fan would break the ban on the ring, causing the contents to accidentally fall out.

"is it?"

Yang Fan touched his chin, looking at Cong Yongnian with a playful expression.

As if he understood what Yang Fan meant, Cong Yongnian said hurriedly.

"My friend, I dare to swear by the way of heaven that the value of this ring will not exceed ten high-grade spirit stones. I am willing to exchange one thousand, no, 10,000 high-grade spirit stones."

Since Yongnian thought of the things in the storage ring, he became more and more panicked. Because there is something inside, once it leaks out, he might be punishable by the Nine Clan.