Time is like water, fleeting, one month later!

Biyun Sect, the outer martial arts arena.

On the stage of life and death.

At this moment, hundreds of outer sect disciples have gathered, and the disciples who are in the fourth level of the Houling Realm are dueling with the disciples who are in the Houling Realm.

It is a rare thing and has attracted the attention of many people.

Of course, it only attracted some disciples who had just started practicing for a few years, or who were at the sixth level of post-spiritual realm, to watch.

Disciples who are above the seventh level of bone tempering cultivation in the Houling Realm are high-end beings among the outer disciples. They disdain to watch such boring life and death battles.

Yang Ran, dressed in plain green clothes, looked calm and calm.

"Hehehehehe..."

Sun He sneered and said: "Yang Ran, you trash finally showed up. I think about that time when I was restrained by the fifth-turn trapped dragon formation in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. My tenth-level skills were less than 30%, so I was beaten by you."

The loser is forced to retreat. You dare to go to the stage of life and death with me this time. It should be better than the last time. At least you can give me snacks and exert 70% to 80% of your strength, hahaha!"

It was indeed somewhat miraculous that Yang Ran had escaped his sneak attack in the Sutra Pavilion, but Sun Li knew that Yang Ran had some divine power and had just entered the fourth level of the Houling Realm, so he could take one and a half moves from him.

Mode.

Therefore, although Sun He was a little surprised by Yang Ran's strength, his strength was at most comparable to that of a fifth-level Houling Realm warrior, and he was far from being comparable to an ordinary fifth-level Houling Realm disciple, so he still did not compare to Yang Ran.

In the eyes.

"Sun He, I challenge you to a life-and-death fight to the death! Do you dare to accept the challenge?" Yang Ran shouted loudly, his voice like thunder, resounding throughout the countryside, not only Sun He, but also hundreds of outer disciples on the martial arts field,

All could be heard clearly.

Sun He sneered: "Stop talking nonsense! Come up and die!"

As soon as Sun He finished speaking, Yang Ran's eyes changed instantly. He looked at Sun Li with an expressionless expression, as if looking at a dead object. He raised his steps and walked towards Sun He.

Seeing that Yang Ran did not take the heavy black iron sword, Sun He was surprised and said: "Yang Ran, you don't use a sword?"

Yang Ran put his left hand behind his back, his black eyes were as deep as the night, and he chuckled: "I don't have to use a knife to deal with you, a loser, and I only have one hand and one foot."

The disciples in the square all took a breath of cold air. Sun Li was at the peak of the sixth level of the Houling Realm. He was the most peak among the disciples in the same year, and even many disciples a year earlier were far inferior to him. Yang Ran unexpectedly

He said that you don’t need a sword to deal with him, and you only need one limb!

As we all know, if a swordsman who majors in swordsmanship has no sword in his hand, his strength will be greatly reduced.

"Hahahaha...arrogant!"

Sun He laughed angrily and shouted: "I think you've made your brain stupid by practicing martial arts, so I'm going to wake you up today so that you don't have to daydream all day long..."

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After saying that, Sun He kicked off his legs, and his body shot forward, like a roc spreading its wings. As his true energy surged, he grabbed it fiercely, drew several shining claw shadows in the air, and rushed down towards Yang Ran.

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The middle-level human-level martial skill—Iron Claw Kung Fu.

This set of claw techniques is known for its harshness and ghostly nature, and is suitable for those who are cunning and cunning to practice, which is perfect for Sun He.

With his 'Iron Claw Skill', Sun He was invincible among the disciples at the sixth level of the Houling Realm. Even some of the disciples at the seventh level of the Houling Realm, Bone Tempering, were defeated by him.

Yang Ran showed no signs of evading Sun He's "Iron Claw Skill".

Now Yang Ran has practiced "Haitao Eight Swordsmanship" to a superb level. He has an extraordinary understanding of the swordsmanship. One thought can lead to hundreds of thoughts. The "Iron Claw Skill" that seemed so powerful in the past is now in his hands.

His eyes were filled with flaws, and his speed seemed to have become extremely slow.

Yang Ran did not retreat but advanced, stretched out his arm and pointed out a finger.

clang……

There was a loud noise, and one of Yang Ran's fingers penetrated the shadow of Sun He's claw and hit the center of the claw accurately.

Sun He was shocked. A powerful infuriating energy came from the palm of his hand. Like a sharp sword, it severely damaged the meridians of his arm. The veins in his arm were exposed. A heartbreaking pain came. He screamed, and the palm of his hand

There was blood gushing out.

Sun He was still in shock. Yang Ran took another step forward, and the palm that pointed out two fingers had already closed with five fingers. With blood surging, he slapped Sun He's face fiercely.

Seeing Yang Ran's palm coming out, Sun He obviously wanted to hide, but as soon as he thought about it, a sharp pain came from his face, and Yang Ran's palm was already imprinted on Sun He's face.

ah……

With a scream, Sun He felt that a mountain peak collapsed and hit him in the face. He threw himself and was slapped to the ground by Yang Ran.

"Who is the waste?"

Yang Ran shouted like thunder, stepped out with one step, his blood boiled, and stepped down with one foot, causing his true energy to roll.

Sun Hecai fell to the ground, still howling miserably, when Yang Ran stepped on his face with a powerful kick.

This kick was extremely heavy, and with a 'dong...' sound, a hole was broken in the life and death platform made of hard green granite, and Sun He's head was stepped directly into the hole.

Sun He was first slapped to the ground by Yang Ran, and then his head was trampled through the life and death platform by Yang Ran and stuffed into the hole. He was stunned and could only scream instinctively.

There was no time to react.

His right leg tightened, and Yang Ran lifted Sun He up on his head and feet again.

Now Sun He's head was pulled out of the hole, and he finally woke up a little. He was frightened and screamed: "Senior Brother Yang... no... Grandpa Yang, spare your life!"

However, as soon as Sun He spoke, Yang Ran shouted loudly and covered up his voice: "Who is the waste?"

While talking, Yang Ran picked up Sun He's right leg and threw it violently.

Bang...

Sun He's body drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and he fell heavily on the platform of life and death.

Click click click...

The ring shattered instantly and numerous cracks appeared, showing the force of Yang Ran's fall!

You know, Yang Ran's pure strength is as strong as sixteen leopards!

Wow……

Sun Hewa vomited out a large mouthful of blood. His body was severely hit and there were many broken wounds and blood was flowing out.

"Who is the waste?"

There was another loud shout, and Sun He's body once again drew a beautiful semicircular arc, and he fell heavily on the life and death platform.

Click click click...

At the impact point, the platform of life and death made of green granite was split apart by the impact, and blood spurted out from Sunhekou.

"I am...I am a waste...Grandpa Yang, please spare my life...I am a waste!"

Sun He held back the pain and screamed loudly. He was afraid of being beaten. In Yang Ran's hands, he felt as small as a mosquito. Yang Ran could crush him to death at any time.

The outer disciples in the audience were silent. They were all dumbfounded, their chins on the ground, and their eyes were full of shock.

No one expected that such a situation would happen on the stage of life and death?

In Yang Ran's hands, Sun He had no ability to resist at all. He was like a dead dog, being thrown around by Yang Ran.

The promised vulnerability appears, but the style of painting is so wrong!

On the stage of life and death, Sun He lay like a dead dog, weeping bitterly, and begging for mercy one after another, Grandpa Yang, was so miserable that it made those who saw it sad and those who heard it shed tears.

But Yang Ran's eyes were cold and ruthless, and the black hair on the back of his head was dancing in the wind. He raised his right foot and aimed at Sun He's head, intending to step on it.
Chapter completed!