The autumn wind is bleak, and fallen leaves are flying in the sky in the independent courtyard.
Under the rows of towering ancient trees.
The boy in Tsing Yi is like a tiger incarnate, his whole body trembles in real energy, and the violent and domineering aura shook the dead leaves on the ancient trees to fall down, punching out, and the violent, violent fist wind blasted a few fallen leaves. broken!
In the end, he has truly become a tiger dominating the mountains and forests, sometimes stalking, sometimes stepping out, behind him is the ancient ferocious iron tiger that is condensed with true energy, stepping forward, stepping through the forest! Sometimes, like a mighty tiger, looking up to the sky and roaring, it seems to be contending for supremacy in the world!
Stopping and standing, Yang Ran’s expression was very pleasantly surprised.
First glimpse of martial arts comprehension, introductory, small accomplishment, great accomplishment, and superb experience.
After Yang Ran changed his fate against the sky, within a day and a night, the two men’s level martial arts were great!
Even if you are a genius and evildoer, it will take at least a month to cultivate to great success. Yang Ran’s amazing understanding, spreading it out will definitely scare a lot of people to death!
“What a pity! The effect is over.” Yang Ran smashed his tongue, smiled knowingly, and shook his head. He was a little greedy!
I have been blessed with this kind of thing, but I have no regrets if I lose it!
Think about it for a while, freshen up, stride towards the martial arts field, and it’s time to pass through the Eighteen Bronze Caverns and enter the outer gate.
Only in this way, he can practice inner strength and more advanced martial arts cheats!
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The bluestone martial arts field eroded by the years of wind and rain is full of voices. From time to time, several Tsing Yi youths come and go, spit flying, and talk loudly.
At this moment, on the west side of the martial arts field, an arrogant young man dressed in a black robe, long hair tied in a crown, with a cold look, carrying a three-foot long sword, striding upward, and showing his sharp edge!
The appearance of the boy in black made the scene hot for a while, and many boys talked about it.
“This is the Dugu swordsman Zheng Xiang! Three years of practicing swordsmanship, he has cultivated high-ranking martial arts, Dugu swordsmanship to great success, and his swordsmanship is superb!”
“I heard that he once broke into a third-rate gang with hundreds of gangs, the Blood Wolf Gang, and sealed the throat of the gang leader of the Eight Reunion Spirits in the Spirit Realm with one sword. It is terrible!”
“The most terrifying thing is that it is said that his middle-ranking inner strength technique, Qingyuan Gong, has already reached the seventh level, with strong true energy and 30% more true energy than a fighter of the same level.”
At this moment, on the east side of the martial arts field, a handsome, suave, white-clothed boy with long brown hair and long brown hair was walking in with a smile and a heady head!
It sparked a discussion boom again.
“This is an iron-blooded hand, a high-ranking martial arts skill, an iron-sand palm! A single palm shot can knock a fierce tiger into pieces!”
“Keep your voice down, don’t look at him as elegant and handsome. In fact, he is cruel and cruel, and he will provoke a small family to bloodshed!”
“Really? What a terrible person!”
Two genius teenagers walked towards each other, unexpectedly meeting.
“Hmph! The lone swordsman?” Feng Yang hummed twice, with a smile on his face, which made people feel like a spring breeze, but his eyes were very gloomy: “Four days ago, my internal strength, blood spring technique, has been ranked No. Wuzhong, I don’t know how many palms you can take me now?”
Zheng Xiang’s expression is still cold, his eyes are sharp, as sharp as a sword, and he sneered: “Really? It just so happens that I have also gained a little this month. I am also in the eighth level of internal strength cultivation. I wonder if you can. Take me a sword?”
The tit-for-tat confrontation between the two geniuses made the atmosphere a bit tense for a while, but everyone was more stunned at the content of their conversations.
It takes two or three months for the general martial artist’s internal skills to break through the advanced level, but they only need one month. This is the real genius!
Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter from the north side of the martial arts field. The sounds of sarcasm, contempt, and disdain made the whole martial arts field like a chaotic bazaar.
Yang Ran is dressed in blue clothes, his face is calm and indifferent, and he strolls among the people like a stroll in a leisurely courtyard.
The fly-like buzzing sound in my ears fell on deaf ears, and went straight to the Eighteen Bronze Caverns. Many shame must be washed away!
Everyone was shocked for a while. Although Yang Ran was silent on their cynicism in the past, everyone could see the uncontrollable anger and the deep shame in his eyes.
At this time, Yang Ran was calm and composed, with clear eyes like water, clear but unfathomable, giving a sense of mysterious and unpredictable sharpness.
Such a big movement here naturally attracted the attention of two genius teenagers.
Zheng Xiang has a bit of curiosity in his eyes. He is aloof, but he is also a little heard of the famous disciple Yang Ran’s famous waste material. He has heard that Yang Ran has been to the Eighteen Bronze Caves ninety-nine times in the past five years. , The tenacity of martial arts made him a little admired.
Feng Yang’s eyes were cold like a snake, and his mind turned. Last time in the martial arts field, he proposed to Zhou Ming to kill Yang Ran. Although Zhou Ming blamed him for his mouthiness, it was more likely because Hua Shixian was present and he didn’t dare to say clearly. , If he kills Yang Ran, it is very likely that Zhou Ming will be good.
In the blink of an eye, he had made up his mind. When Yang Ran passed by him indifferently, he said in a mocking tone: “I heard that you trash can’t get through even ninety-nine times in the Eighteen Bronze Caves. Trash It’s just waste! Do you still want to be a genius? However, if you still fail to break through the Eighteen Bronze Caves this time, then you will have no chance in the future, because the sect will cancel this kind of external assessment method! Haha…”
Everyone in the martial arts field couldn’t help but feel chilled. In the past five years, Yang Ran has broken into the Eighteen Bronze Caves ninety-nine times, and fools can see that breaking through the Bronze Caves is where Yang Ran’s martial arts will lie. This Fengyang thought is too vicious. , Actually wanted to hit Yang Ran’s martial arts will with this!
As everyone knows, in the Continent of Clouds, the martial arts is supreme, and those whose will to martial arts have been abolished are depressed and unable to practice martial arts all their lives. This unforgettable hatred is almost the same as killing a father and taking a wife. !
There is a saying widely circulated in Yunxiao Continent: The battle of will is endless!
Yang Ran heard Feng Yang’s ridicule, stopped slightly, glanced at him indifferently, his eyes gradually climbed up with a scarlet bloodthirsty light: “There are really people who live and die everywhere.”
The deep voice sounded in the martial arts field. Senhan’s murderous aura made the place like an ice cellar, and everyone involuntarily shivered.
The young man in Tsing Yi walked into the Eighteen Bronze Caverns, and everyone looked a little afraid. They faintly felt that the trash boy they used to bully seemed to be gone forever.
Only when Feng Yang heard that sentence, his eyes were filled with hostility, and his heart was murderous, but the Biyun Sect had a rule that disciples of the same class must not be harmed. This is troublesome! Secretly: It shouldn’t take a lot of trouble to kill a waste.
In the dark and gloomy cave, the boy in Tsing Yi wore a long sword and walked cautiously.
Suddenly, there was a flash of golden light in his eyes, and eighteen tall and mighty King Kong and Bronze figures stood in all directions, like eighteen mountains and mountains poured out of copper and iron, shocking and fascinating.
However, the bronze man’s eyes were dead silent, and his dry eyes looked like two black holes.
Yang Ran is still taking steps cautiously. In the past five years, he has gone through ninety-nine times in the Eighteen Bronze Caverns. It is no exaggeration to say that no one is more familiar with everything here than him, although he is already the fourth level of the post-spiritual realm. A warrior at the peak of Yanzhen, but the strength of the bronze man here is also not to be underestimated.