The autumn wind is bleak, and in the independent courtyard, fallen leaves are flying all over the sky.

Under rows of towering ancient trees.

The young man in green clothes was like a tiger, his whole body's true energy was trembling, and the fierce and domineering energy shook the dead leaves on the ancient trees to rustle down. He punched out, and the violent and fierce wind of the fist smashed several fallen leaves into pieces!

In the end, he has truly become a tiger that dominates the mountains and forests. Sometimes he is squatting, and sometimes he steps out with one step. The ancient ferocious iron tiger with the true energy behind him steps out and breaks through the mountains and forests! Sometimes he looks up to the sky like a mighty divine tiger and roars, like

Want to dominate the world!

Stopping and standing, Yang Ran looked very surprised, he had succeeded in the Tiger Fist!

The first glimpse into the realm of martial arts understanding, entry, small success, great success, and perfection.

After Yang Ran changed his fate against the will of heaven, in less than a day and a night, he mastered the martial arts of two low-level people!

Even if it is a genius monster, it will take at least a month to practice to perfection. Yang Ran's amazing understanding will definitely scare a lot of warriors to death if word spreads about it!

"What a pity! The medicine has worn off." Yang Ran clicked his tongue, smiled knowingly, and shook his head. He was actually a little greedy!

This kind of thing is a blessing to me, and I have no regrets if I lose it!

After thinking for a while, freshening up, I strode toward the martial arts arena. It was time to break through the Eighteen Bronze Man Cave and enter the outer gate.

Only in this way can he practice inner strength, mental skills and more advanced martial arts secrets!

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The bluestone martial arts arena, which has been eroded by the wind and rain, is bustling with people. From time to time, a few young men in green clothes come and go, spitting and talking loudly.

At this time, on the west side of the martial arts arena, there was an arrogant young man dressed in black robes, with long hair and a stern expression. He was carrying a three-foot long sword, and he was striding with his head raised and his sharp edge revealed!

The appearance of the young man in black made the scene heated for a moment, and many young people were talking about it.

"This is Zheng Xiang, the Dugu swordsman! He has practiced swordsmanship for three years, and has mastered the highest-level martial arts skills. He has mastered Dugu swordsmanship to great perfection, and his swordsmanship is transcendent!"

"I heard that he once broke into the Blood Wolf Gang, a third-rate gang with hundreds of gangs, one man and one sword, and sealed the throat of the gang leader who was at the eighth level of the spiritual realm with one sword. He is so powerful!"

"The most frightening thing is that it is said that his mid-level human-level internal strength technique, Qingyuan Gong, has advanced to the seventh level. His true energy is strong, and he has 30% more true energy than a warrior at the same level."

At this moment, on the east side of the martial arts arena, a young man in white with long brown hair hanging down his shoulders, handsome appearance, and suave walked in calmly with a smile and a majestic head!

It once again triggered an upsurge of discussion.

"This is the iron-blooded hand Feng Yang, a top-level martial arts skill on the human level, the perfect iron sand palm! With one palm strike, it can beat a tiger to pieces!"

"Please keep your voice down. Even though he is elegant and handsome, he is actually ruthless and ruthless. He once provoked a small family into a bloody massacre!"

"Really? What a terrible person!"

Two talented teenagers walked towards each other and met unexpectedly.

"Hmph! Dugu Swordsman?" Feng Yang snorted twice, with a smile on his face that made people feel like spring breeze, but his eyes were very dark: "Four days ago, my internal skill, Blood Spring Skill, has advanced to the fifth level.

I wonder how many slaps you can take from me now?"

Zheng Xiang's expression was still stern, his eyes were sharp, as sharp as a sword, and he sneered: "Really? It just so happens that I have gained a little bit this month. My inner strength has been improved, and my Qingyuan Gong has also advanced to the eighth level. I wonder if you can pick me up."

sword?"

The tit-for-tat confrontation between the two geniuses made the atmosphere tense for a moment, but everyone was more stunned by the content of their conversation.

It would take an average warrior two or three months to break through and advance in their internal skills, but it only took them one month. This is a true genius!

Suddenly, a burst of laughter, sarcasm, contempt, and disdain came from the north side of the martial arts arena, making the entire martial arts arena feel like a chaotic market.

Yang Ran was dressed in green clothes, his face was calm and indifferent, and he was walking among the crowd as if he were strolling in a leisurely garden.

I ignored the buzzing sound in my ears and walked straight to the Eighteen Bronze Man Cave. A lot of shame had to be washed away!

Everyone was very surprised for a moment. Although Yang Ran was silent in response to their cynicism in the past, everyone could see the uncontrollable anger and the shame that was as deep as his bones in his eyes.

At this time, Yang Ran was calm and composed, his eyes were as clear as water, visible to the bottom, yet unfathomable, giving people a mysterious and unpredictable edge.

Such a big movement here naturally attracted the attention of the two talented young men.

Zheng Xiang's eyes were somewhat curious. He was aloof and arrogant, but he had also heard a little bit about Yang Ran's famous reputation as a good-for-nothing. After hearing that Yang Ran had broken into the Eighteen Bronze Man Cave ninety-nine times in the past five years, the tenacious

He also slightly admired his martial arts spirit.

Feng Yang's eyes were as cold as a snake, and his mind was spinning. Last time at the martial arts arena, he proposed to Zhou Ming to kill Yang Ran. Although Zhou Ming blamed him for talking, it was probably because Hua Shixian was present and did not dare to say clearly that if he killed

If you know Yang Ran, you are very likely to make friends with Zhou Ming.

In the blink of an eye, he had made up his mind. When Yang Ran passed by him calmly, he said in a mocking tone: "I heard that you, a loser, couldn't even get through the Eighteen Bronze Man's Cave ninety-nine times. A waste is a waste!

Are you still dreaming about becoming a genius? However, if you can’t break through the Eighteen Bronze Man Cave this time, you will have no chance in the future, because the sect will cancel this external examination method! Haha..."

Everyone in the martial arts field couldn't help but feel chilled. In the past five years, Yang Ran had broken into the Eighteen Tongren Cave ninety-nine times. A fool could see that breaking through the Tongren Cave was where Yang Ran's martial arts will lay. This Feng Yang was too vicious and actually wanted to

Use this to attack Yang Ran’s martial arts will!

As we all know, in Yunxiao Continent, martial arts is supreme, and people whose will to martial arts is abolished will be depressed and unable to practice martial arts in their lives. This kind of unforgettable hatred is almost as big a hatred as killing one's father and seizing his wife. The viciousness of his mind is evident!

In Yunxiao Continent, there is a saying that is widely circulated: The battle of wills will last until the death!

When Yang Ran heard Feng Yang's sarcasm, he paused slightly and glanced at him indifferently. His eyes gradually gained a scarlet bloodthirsty light: "There are people everywhere who don't know whether to live or die."

A low voice sounded in the martial arts arena, and Senhan's murderous aura made the place feel like an ice cellar, and everyone shuddered involuntarily.

The high-spirited young man in Tsing Yi walked into the Eighteen Bronze Man Cave, and everyone's eyes were a bit frightened. They vaguely felt that the good-for-nothing boy they had bullied in the past seemed to be gone forever.

Only after hearing those words, Feng Yang's eyes were full of murderous intent, but Biyun Sect has a rule that fellow disciples are not allowed to kill each other, which is really troublesome! He thought to himself: It shouldn't take a lot of effort to kill a useless person.

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In the dark and gloomy cave, the young man in green is carrying a long knife and moves forward cautiously.

Suddenly, there was a flash of golden light in the eyes, and eighteen tall and mighty diamond bronze figures stood in all directions, like eighteen tall mountains made of watered copper and iron, which shocked people's hearts and captured their souls.

However, the bronze man's eyes were dead, and the dry eye holes looked like two black holes.

Yang Ran still takes steps cautiously, and has entered the Eighteen Bronze Man Cave ninety-nine times in the past five years. It is no exaggeration to say that no one is more familiar with everything here than him, even though he is already at the peak of the fourth level of the Houling Realm.
Chapter completed!