Buzz!

Two blood-red flames rose from the bronze man's dark eye holes, and his golden and copper-like fists suddenly hit Yang Ran's head with great gravity.

The offensive force is so strong that it can definitely blow the head of a warrior who is at the fourth level of the post-spiritual realm!

Yang Ran's expression was calm and confident. He took a slight step back as if he had expected it, but he avoided the fatal blow.

Just when the tightly entangled golden fist crossed Yang Ran's chest with the sound of hunting wind, his eyes flashed sharply, and he punched straight, hitting the bronze man's chest like a hammer.

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Bang!

The huge force of the fist was released, and a dent was made in the chest of the bronze man. The bronze man took two steps back with a "dong-dong" sound, and a crack appeared on the ground.

Although he knocked the bronze man back a few steps, there was no joy in Yang Ran's eyes, only a hint of solemnity, because he had tried his best to only push the bronze man back a few steps. In the past, he was trying to break into the eighteen bronze men.

At the time of entering the cave, the strength of each bronze man was only the cultivation level of the third level soul forging of the Houling Realm.

However, although he was cautious, it did not mean that he was afraid, as bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.

The mysterious runes on the perfect body flowed around, and the body was like a tiger coming out of its cage, slamming into one of the people. With a "bang", Yang Ran knocked the bronze man staggering!

The milky white Qi covered the face of the fist, and with one punch, it penetrated the copper-like chest of the bronze man!

If the disciples outside who wanted to see Yang Ran's joke would be so horrified that their eyes would fall to the ground, how strong does it take to have such a strong body? It would dare to collide brazenly with the bronze man's body made of iron and copper.

Whoosh!

At the same time, four more bronze figures woke up, with four pairs of blood-red eyes burning like flames, making people's skin shiver. However, Yang Ran was unafraid, leaning forward like a savage and violent beast, brazenly

Welcome!

Bang bang!! Boom!

Yang Ran's black hair was fluttering, his eyes were clear, but deep down he was crazy. He fought against the four bronze figures with only his physical body. The fierce battle shook the entire cave wall off. He seemed to have turned into an ancient divine tiger, and with one claw

Take a photo and turn a bronze figure into a pile of scrap metal.

Another punch blasted out, blowing the head of another bronze man. His body turned around, and the fierce collision made Yang Ran's blood boil and burn. The pores in his body spurted out hot air. He looked up to the sky and let out a roar like a wild wolf.

One hand bent its claws, grabbed one of the bronze man's arms, and tore it apart with a "click".

It looks like a ferocious giant beast that came out of the ancient mountains, looking at it with an unbelievable ferocity.

After dozens of rounds, Yang Ran was a real ferocious iron tiger, powerful and domineering, with every punch and claw, he was like a tiger king in the world, blasting out fist marks or claw marks on the iron and copper body of the bronze man.

The feet are like tigers, the legs are like tigers, the fists are like tigers, the arms are like tigers, and the shoulders are like tigers. All parts of the body turn into tigers to attack the bronze figures. Unknowingly, there are eight broken limbs of the bronze figures under their feet. Yang

However, he kept waving his fists, as if he had understood something.

The true energy behind him condensed into a divine tiger, roaring up to the sky, shocking the soul. He took one step forward, like an iron tiger stepping on the mountain, and punched out. The tiger roared, and the light in Yang Ran's eyes suddenly became bright!

Standing on the same spot, he is like a dragon and a tiger, like a real tiger king. He can control all beasts and dominate the mountains and forests with his majesty alone. He truly has the spirit, energy and spirit of a tiger. Every punch is a real tiger's fist.

, at this time, the Tiger Fist has reached a state of perfection!

Just when Yang Ran completely understood the Tiger Fist, the remaining ten bronze figures had gathered together, each walking in an inexplicable direction. There seemed to be some mysterious formation between heaven and earth, integrating the strength of the ten bronze figures.

The momentum keeps rising until it reaches a certain peak.

At this time, they can definitely defeat the warriors with the fifth level of skin refining in the Houling Realm, and can even kill them! They are terrifyingly strong!

Ten bronze figures followed a mysterious formation and surrounded Yang Ran from all directions.

Clang!

Yang Ran was full of energy, he raised his sword out of its sheath, his eyes were filled with crazy color, and his sharp edge was fully displayed.

Now that you have mastered the Tiger Fist to perfection, let’s understand all the Eight Swords of Haitao!

He jumped up and jumped into the center of the formation of ten bronze figures with his sword in hand. He was actually preparing to confront this inexplicable and mysterious formation head-on, instead of choosing to defeat them one by one. It was really crazy.

Phew!

Yang Ran's heart stopped, and he slashed out with his sword. The blade buzzed, striking preemptively.

The sword came out at will, one sword after another, flowing freely and freely, "ping, ping, ping, ping" on the bronze man's body. Only a few sparks came out, and not even a white mark was left. The defensive power was amazing.

Huhuhu...

Twenty gold and copper fists formed a dense net and blasted at every part of Yang Ran's body, leaving him with nowhere to escape but to fight hard!

Yang Ran's pupils suddenly shrank, and the true energy surged in his Dantian. He slashed out with one sword, like a mad wolf's angry sword, powerful in all directions.

The sea is angry!

boom!

The swords and fists collided, and the twenty golden fists were as powerful as iron hammers. The black iron sword was directly knocked away, and the sword energy was scattered in all directions, breaking cracks several feet long in the rock walls of the surrounding caves.

Yang Ran's wrist continued to tremble, the tiger's mouth burst open, and bright red blood flowed out like water, falling drop by drop to the damp ground. It was obviously difficult to support it.

The unstoppable wind of the fist cut off Yang Ran's black hair on his forehead, and several sections of hair fell. The situation was very dangerous, and Yang Ran's defeat seemed to be certain.

But the shadows of fists in the sky were reflected in his black eyes, but he did not panic. The more dangerous the situation, the calmer Yang Ran became. In his mind, he continued to mix and match the moves of the "Eight Swordsmen of the Sea", and his inspiration flashed.

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call out!

At the critical moment, Yang Ran withdrew the black iron sword, slipped back, and swung the sword again. The shadow of the sword was heavy, and there was a continuous sound of the waves crashing on the shore. This is the real thing.

The artistic conception of "Eight Swordsmen of the Sea", with one sword strike, is like thirty-two consecutive waves crashing on the shore, sweeping across all directions!

Bang bang...

Five iron and copper heads fell straight down, causing large cracks on the ground. Only five headless bronze figures were left standing tall. Yang Ran...he actually cut off the heads of the five bronze figures with a single knife!

Not only that, if you carefully observe the body of the bronze man, you will find that the body of the bronze man was directly crushed to pieces. This was caused by the thirty-two swords of the "Eight Swords of the Sea".

call out……

He swung his sword a few more times and cut off the heads of the remaining five bronze figures one by one without any effort!

In the dark cave, the tall bodies of the ten bronze figures collapsed, revealing a delicate and handsome face. The bloodthirsty light in Yang Ran's eyes gradually faded, and a smile opened at the corner of his mouth.

He has mastered the two low-level human-level martial arts skills so far that he can formally practice higher-level martial arts. Practicing martial arts is like building a house. Only by laying a good foundation can a solid house be built.

Yang Ran walked straight into the deepest wall of the cave, took off a white jade plaque with the golden word "Outside" engraved on it, turned around and left in a stride.

"Senior Brother Huang, Master Huang..." Yang Ran looked at the outer sect brother Huang Yi who was dressed in white, shook the white jade sign in his hand, and found that Huang Yi was stunned on the spot with a look of disbelief on his face, treating him as if he was nothing.

, and punched Yi in the arm.

"Hiss! Why did you hit me?" Huang Yi took a breath of air, the disbelief on his face had not disappeared, and said: "You have such great brute strength!"

"What do you think? I've passed through the Eighteen Bronze Man Cave, please register quickly!" Yang Ran asked from the side.

Huang Yi still didn't believe it: "Have you really made it through?"

"Really, if you don't believe me, look at the white jade card in my hand." Yang Ran rolled his eyes and shook the white jade card in his hand.

Looking at the golden word "Outside" engraved in Yang Ran's hand, Yang Ran was speechless for a moment. Warriors who have not broken through the Eighteen Bronze Men's Cave will not be able to get this white jade plaque. This is the voucher for entering the Outer Gate.

Huang Yi wrote down on the roster the words "Nominated disciple Yang Ran, who has been in the profession for five years, created the Eighteen Bronze Man Cave a hundred times in a row, passed!"

Then, looking at the high-spirited young man with the sword striding away, it looked like a peerless sword with its sharp edge. He couldn't help but murmured: "There is another young genius in the outer sect!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!