Yang Ran blew up everything!

Beat until no one refuses!

Puncture the entire exterior door!

So domineering!

So powerful!

This is the birth of a myth!

In the past five hundred years, the Biyun Sect was the first man to break through the outer gate, challenge a life-and-death battle of honor and humiliation, and succeed!

He will have a glorious life in the future!

In the entire outer sect square, all the outer sect disciples were shocked and in an uproar!

In the last battle, Yang Ran broke through the cultivation level, reversed the situation, seriously injured Tian Shaowei, and broke through the outer door!

All this, in the eyes of some outer disciples, is almost unbelievable and unbelievable!

Especially the genius disciple who shouted before, "Senior Brother Tian, ​​invincible; Senior Brother Tian, ​​number one!" was even more unacceptable.

In their hearts, no one can defeat Tian Shaowei unless he is a master in the Xianling Realm. Among the warriors in the Houling Realm, Tian Shaowei is an invincible and invincible existence.

However, this idea in their minds was ruthlessly broken by Yang Ran.

Not only did Yang Ran defeat Tian Shaowei, breaking his myth of invincibility and invincibility, but Yang Ran's cultivation level was not as high as the ninth level of Houling Realm, and he only had the seventh level of bone tempering cultivation, so he defeated Tian Shaowei at a higher level.

Such a result would undoubtedly devastate the thoughts in their hearts for those disciples who worshiped Tian Shaowei, causing them to collapse instantly.

The disciples who supported Tian Shaowei all had pale faces, and the myths in their hearts were shattered. The disciples who supported Yang Ran were shocked, and what followed was deafening cheers like landslides and tsunamis.

"Senior Brother Yang, the strongest! Senior Brother Yang, the strongest!"

…

A large number of outer disciples cheered wildly.

The myths in their hearts continued, the miracles continued, the legends continued. This life-and-death battle of honor and humiliation came to an end. Yang Ran broke through the outer door and won the victory, making their emotions sublimate in excitement, blood boiling, and passion.

Among the outer disciples, the one who was most excited was none other than Jin Sanpang.

Amidst the cheers, Jin Sanpang almost jumped up with excitement. Brother Tian lost, and all the 10,000 taels of silver notes bought by Chen Yuan fell into his pocket. This time, not only did he not lose money, but

I made a huge profit of more than 10,000 taels of silver notes.

"Senior Brother Yang, you are my guiding light, shining my way forward in the darkness. My admiration for you is like a surging river, continuous, like a river overflowing and out of control. I want to worship you..."

Jin Sanpang shouted excitedly.

However, Jin Sanpang then thought that the senior brother that Maiyang defeated was a giant disciple of the ninth level of Houling Realm. He lost 10,000 taels of silver to Lin Dong last time, so he wanted to repudiate the bill.

This time, someone else lost 10,000 taels of silver to him, so it was inevitable that the giant-level disciple would default on the money. If he came to ask for his return, Jin Sanpang would not dare to resist too much in the face of the pressure from the giant-level disciple.

"Thirty-six Strategies, the best strategy is to take action. He wanted to get it from me, but I didn't give him a chance. I went out to practice for a few months, but he couldn't find me even if he wanted to find me, hehe...!"

Jin Sanpang missed him so much that he immediately started to shuttle among the dense crowd of outer disciples. After paying some money to a few disciples who bought Yang Ransheng, he slowly squeezed out of the square and left early.

Jin Sanpang was right to worry, and Chen Yuan regretted it.

Ten thousand taels of silver. Even Tian Shaowei only earned more than thirty thousand taels of silver after two months of training outside. Chen Yuan went out to practice and the effect of killing monsters was at least twice as bad as that of Tian Shaowei.

Ten thousand taels of silver was at least his harvest in more than a month.

To cultivate in the post-spiritual realm, the pills needed for cultivation are high-grade Yuan-Pui Dan and Spirit-Gathering Pill. Each pill costs a thousand taels of silver. The money Chen Yuan earns cannot cover his consumption. He also needs subsidies from his family to be able to do it.

I can barely maintain it, only half a month, and I can take pills to practice.

Ten thousand taels of silver was a considerable amount of money for Chen Yuan.

However, when Chen Yuan wanted to regret it and went to look for Jin Sanpang, Jin Sanpang had already disappeared. There was a sea of ​​people in the outer square. He and Jin Sanpang were not familiar with each other, and there was no way to distinguish between the dense crowd of outer disciples.

In the middle, find out Jin Sanpang, not to mention that Jin Sanpang had already slipped to the edge of the square at this time.

"Hehehehe..." Wang Yangming laughed and said: "Junior brother Chen, in terms of vision, you are still far behind me. Don't look down on senior brother Yang. I spent ten thousand taels of silver and learned a lesson.

It’s worth it.”

The giant-level disciples next to him all laughed. Although many of them were optimistic about Tian Shaowei before, they did not express their opinions. Unlike Chen Yuan, in order to prove that his opinion was correct, he spent 10,000 taels of silver to buy Tian Shaowei to win.

Now they are also happy to laugh at Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan's face was ashen, and his face was wiped away amidst the ridicule of the giants.

Tie Zhan Dao looked at Yang Ran and murmured: "In just a few months, the cultivation level has soared from the third level soul forging cultivation level in the Houling Realm to the seventh level bone tempering cultivation level. Even the first genius of the Han Dynasty, Zhao Wuhen, had

He doesn't have such a fast cultivation speed, right? Yang Ran entered the sect and broke into the Eighteen Bronze Man Cave ninety-nine times in the past few years. He is a famous waste. Why has it exploded so quickly in the past few months?

Could it be that this is the legendary dragon hidden in the abyss and soaring into the sky?"

Attic opposite! Hua Shixian stood up and said, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Old Man Hua raised his right hand, touched the white beard under his forehead, and said: "The sword techniques he uses are all sword techniques that are not available in this sect."

Hua Shixian frowned and said, "Is it a family tradition of swordsmanship?"

Old Man Hua turned his head away and said: "No, I'm afraid there is no such sword technique in the world. This is his own sword technique. It combines the moves and artistic conception of Hongchen Blood Sword Refining Technique. This son has great respect for Hongchen.

The understanding of the Blood Sword Refining Technique is definitely not as simple as stimulating it in times of crisis. He has already mastered the artistic conception of the Red Dust Blood Sword Refining Technique."

Hua Shixian said: "Could it be that he has already learned the red dust blood sword refining technique?"

Old Man Hua said: "We can't be sure about this, but we can be sure that his understanding of the artistic conception of sword techniques is extraordinary. He will definitely understand the artistic conception of swords in the future. Only with his seventh-level bone tempering cultivation in the Houling Realm, he can actually comprehend the red dust blood sword refining technique.

In the future, if he understands the sword technique, he will get twice the result with half the effort, and it may not be impossible for him to understand the sword intention even in the Houling realm."

Hua Shixian was shocked and said: "You have understood the sword intention at the Houling Realm. Grandpa, even you have understood the sword intention at the Xianling Realm. Doesn't this mean that in terms of understanding, no one in the entire Biyun Sect can surpass him.

"

Old Man Hua said: "In our sect, Yang Ran is indeed a rare genius in a hundred years in terms of his understanding. However, in Yunxiao Continent, there are many talents. Some people enter the ancestors just after they are born, and a three-year-old child understands the sword."

There are all the peerless geniuses in the world. The Han Dynasty is just a small place in the Yunxiao Continent, but it is one of the 108 affiliated dynasties of the Fallen Dragon Empire. Compared with the geniuses in the entire Yunxiao Continent, Yang Ran's understanding is nothing.

,It’s just a pity…”

"What's a pity?" Hua Shixian's beautiful, clear eyes were full of doubts.

Old Man Hua sighed leisurely, "It's a pity that he has practiced the three forbidden arts and is destined to have no future..."

"What..." Hua Shixian was shocked, her watery eyes could not conceal her worry, "Is there any way to avoid the danger of cultivation?"

"No! There are only two options: deactivating the internal energy and stopping practicing forbidden skills. But will Yang Ran deactivate the internal energy?"

Hua Shixian's beautiful eyes are even more worried. Will Yang Ran give up his hard training to become angry?
Chapter completed!