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Chapter 17 Provocation!

Because after Yang Ran performed the first form of the "Seven Injury Fist", he suffered a backlash, and all the major meridians in his body were corroded and damaged by a dark energy, which damaged his blood energy and caused a mouthful of blood to flow out.

But the strange thing is that after the major meridians were damaged, there was a golden energy that slowly repaired all the meridians in his body. Moreover, the repaired meridians were actually widened and their toughness became stronger.

However, Yang Ran immediately figured out that it must be the two supreme scriptures "Yi Jin Jing" and "Tao Te Ching" that were playing a huge role.

If what he thought was correct, then the "Yi Jin Jing" should play the main role. He thought that in the Chinese kingdom, the "Yi Jin Jing" was supposed to be an amazing magical power that could make warriors reborn and become alive with bones and flesh, so the damage to his meridians was

Of course he was healed.

A flash of joy flashed in Yang Ran's eyes, so this frightening forbidden skill "Seven Injury Fist" is fatal to ordinary warriors and will kill him if touched, but it is a rare martial skill for him, because "Seven Injury Fist"

The damage caused by "boxing" to a warrior's meridians is a sharp weapon for him to stimulate his meridians.

"Seven Injury Fist" is simply tailor-made for him!

Yang Ran only had a slight hint of joy on his face, but then turned calm, with clear black eyes. Although the skills are very important, practicing requires more than just the skills, but also talent, and countless sweat and efforts.

Of course, it also requires——killing!

Yang Ran was going to find a secluded place with abundant spiritual energy, and carefully searched the geographical environment of Biyun Sect in his mind.

The entire Biyun Mountain has beautiful green waters and covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles. It has hundreds of thousands of servants, hundreds of thousands of inner and outer sects, and elite disciples. Plus a group of deacons and elders, there are about 500,000 people in total. These people have basic necessities, food, housing, and training facilities.

Regions are divided into them.

In the center of Biyun Sect is a ten thousand-foot high peak, which reaches straight into the sky like a divine sword. This is the most sacred and mysterious place of Biyun Sect - Biyun Peak, and it is indeed worthy of its name.

That is the holy land that all Biyun Sect disciples yearn to worship, and the place that all Biyun disciples dream of.

The entire Biyun Mountain surrounds Biyun Peak. The inner sect is a hundred miles away, and the outer sect is two hundred miles away. The outer sect disciples and servant disciples all live in the outer sect.

Yang Ran slowly thought about where to go. After all, the outer gate is nearly two hundred miles away, so it is easy to find a quiet place with plenty of spiritual energy.

Of course, the spiritual energy of the outer gate is abundant, but it cannot be compared with the inner gate. The inner gate has a spirit gathering array set up by the master of the formation. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is abundant, which is ten times the spiritual energy of the outer gate. The resource conditions have surpassed the outer gate.

I don’t know how many streets there are.

Yang Ran entered the house and changed into a gray outfit. He had an outstanding figure and walked like a dragon. He stepped into the courtyard in a few steps, and then walked towards the pile of rocks on the side of the independent courtyard.

He knocked around in the pile of rocks, walked up to a huge stone that was as tall as a person, knocked on it, sensed the sound, and kept muttering: "This won't work! It's too light!"

Then he came to a huge stone that was five meters long and five meters wide. He knocked on it and listened to the sound it reflected. The sound was very dull, and his eyes lit up: "This is it."

Yang Ran pulled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms, clenched his fists, bent his legs to raise his breath, and tightly grasped the sides of the boulder with his palms. His arm muscles emerged like a dragon, and he shouted: "Get up...".

The boulder was lifted by Yang Ran and carried on his shoulders with a bang, just like an ancient giant carrying a huge mountain. Yang Ran felt that the boulder weighed a thousand pounds, and it pressed him so hard that his breathing became heavy and his blood flow doubled.

More than that, like a big river rushing through the blood.

Yang Ran laughed and said, "It's so nice!!" He walked out with a huge boulder on his back.

Although he was carrying a huge boulder, Yang Ran walked as if there was nothing on his back, walking as fast as flying.

In a lively place, a young man in yellow clothes was boxing and kept spitting out the words "drink!"

The low-level martial arts skill "Overlord Fist".

The young man in yellow was concentrating on boxing, and there were several cheers from around him from time to time.

"Tsk tsk! This move is fierce and domineering, and the punch is powerful, not bad!"

"Liu Leng's 'Bawang Fist' has been practiced to some extent!"

"Who says it's not the case! He may be about to reach a higher level of understanding and reach the state of great success!"

At this time, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the distance, as if a wild bull beast was rampaging, blowing past everyone like a strong wind, leaving only wind and dust filling the sky.

"Puff" "Puff"

Everyone patted the dust and sand on their bodies and kept asking questions.

"Who is this person!" "I don't know."

"I saw that he was as strong as a tiger, and he was running with a huge boulder on his shoulders. His strength was amazing!"

Suddenly someone seemed to recognize Yang Ran: "Why do I think he looks like the notorious good-for-nothing Yang Ran from the outer sect?|"

"It's not like that, it's exactly that!"

Everyone immediately knew that the young man carrying the boulder was Yang Ran, but everyone looked at each other with a bit of disbelief and doubt as to why he suddenly became so powerful.

Liu Leng, who was the center of attention just now, couldn't bear it anymore. He actually let a good-for-nothing get into trouble, and had the good-for-nothing ride on his head and urinate on him. How could he bear it?

Therefore, Liu Leng mobilized his true energy through the soles of his feet and used Qinggong. He was as agile as a cheetah. In a few steps, he jumped in front of Yang Ran, blocking the road and standing with his hands behind his back, looking like a martial arts master.

Yang Ran looked at the young man in yellow who was blocking the road, frowned slightly, and asked: "Who are you? We don't seem to know each other!"

Liu Leng looked arrogant and said condescendingly: "You don't know me, but I know you. You are the famous good-for-nothing Yang Ran!"

"What are you doing?" Yang Ran's eyes were slightly cold.

Liu Leng still said arrogantly: "I heard that you and Senior Brother Zhang Hu made a life-and-death fight one month later. I guess Junior Brother Yang's cultivation is extraordinary, so I came here to ask for advice!"

Yang Ran said lightly: "Sorry, not interested!"

"Trash is trash. I don't even dare to compete, and I still want to challenge Senior Brother Zhang. It's just an idiot's dream. What a trash!" Liu Leng said with a strange tone.

A cold light suddenly flashed in Yang Ran's black eyes, and he said lightly: "Really? Since you sincerely invite me, this loser, then I, this loser, will teach you today!"

Liu Leng smiled sinisterly and circulated the fourth-level spiritual energy in his body. The aura on his body suddenly changed, and a domineering intention emerged. Ling Ran raised his head and pressed towards Yang Ran.

Yang Ran remained unmoved and said calmly: "That's all you have."

"Hey! I'll make you kneel down and beg for mercy right away." Liu Leng felt a little solemn in his heart, but still said with a sinister smile on his face.

Then, Liu Leng took a step forward, exuding a domineering aura from his whole body. The true energy in his body gathered into his fist like a stream. His fist was made of gray jade and hit Yang Ran like a hammer.
Chapter completed!
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