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After forcing Ren Ran back with one punch, the middle-aged man surnamed Bao took a step backwards and took a deep breath and asked, "Who are you!?"

Ren Ran was panting, his face was a little pale, and he said breathlessly: "You, you, this guy like a pig killer still has some ability." ”

The middle-aged man surnamed Bao was furious, his right foot slammed to the ground, and the person shot Ren Ran like a bow and arrow.

Ren Ran was fearless, didn't say a word, and also pushed forward with his right foot.

The middle-aged man surnamed Bao punched Ren Ran in the chest, and at the same moment, Ren Ran slapped him on the head with a palm.

Both fell backwards at the same time.

The middle-aged man surnamed Bao took a few steps back and stood still, looked at Ren Ran who was kneeling on one knee, and continued to rush towards Ren Ran after sneering a few times, and his voice became even more violent.

Ren Ran half-squatted, his eyes staring at the front.

As before, the two punched each other and stepped back.

The only difference is that the middle-aged man surnamed Bao suddenly snorted after taking a few steps back, and froze in place, motionless.

After a few moments, he fell on his back.

Ren Ran wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth in fear, then took a sip and muttered: "Even if I advance to this height by leaps and bounds, I still have to rely on the golden finger." ”

The young scholar and Wang Zhenren glanced at each other, and they both saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

The eight-pin martial artist surnamed Bao can be regarded as a character who can walk sideways in the land of Shenzhou, especially if he was born in Shenzhou University, and now he is ...... Actually dead?

Wang Zhenren looked solemn and squinted at Ren Ran.

He was apparently injured as well.

The two fought, one dead and one seriously injured.

It can't be said that the judgment is high, but a person is always dead.

Ren Ran sighed mournfully and then took a deep breath, looked at the thirty or forty people in front of him, and said slowly: "Those who break into my Tianji Gate will die!"

Many people were stunned, they never thought that Ren Ran had actually reached such a height, and even Ye Tianyun was a little unpredictable.

Today seems to be much more powerful than yesterday.

Xiao Lu, who returned to them, said coldly: "If you are weak, you will be weak, and if you are strong, you will be strong." ”

Ye Tianyun didn't understand this sentence very much, strong is strong, how could it be weak? Even if you let the other party go, you can still see whether it is strong or weak.

Everyone looked at Ren Ran with complicated and relieved eyes.

The scholar surnamed Li also looked at Ren Ran and said nothing.

Wang Zhenren squinted, not knowing what to do.

More than 30 people behind the two looked at each other in fear, and they had the intention of retreating.

Wang Zhenren squinted at Ren Ran, glanced at the people in the academy from afar, and turned his head to ask the scholar surnamed Li:

"Mr. Li, how is it?"

The scholar surnamed Li replied with a smile: "It's all up to real people." ”

Wang Zhenren smiled, took a few steps forward, stroked his long beard with his left hand, made a sword trick with his right hand, and pointed obliquely at the sky.

Just listen to the sound of a pop.

The sword on his back was instantly unsheathed, and after a short pause in the air, it slashed diagonally towards the ground.

The sword aura suddenly grew.

Shot towards Ren Ran.

Ren Ran took a deep breath, stared at the broken sword qi with his eyes, and jumped forward sharply.

Rumble!

A big crater exploded at Ren Ran's location.

Without the slightest pause, Ren Ran continued to leap towards the left front.

As soon as he left the ground, there was another bang.

Wang Zhenren controlled the flying sword to continuously slash in the air.

The momentum is immense.

Wang Zhenren shouted lightly: "Go!"

The flying sword left an afterimage in the air, which instantly appeared in front of Ren Ran's eyes.

Ren Ran shouted, his hands folded, and he folded his palms.

Immediately shouted Silent Time.

Ren Ran gasped and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and scolded: "It's really terrible, flying sword, playing with life!

Ren Ran put his hands together and grabbed the long sword with a gesture, gritting his teeth to recover time.

The flying sword came fiercely, and he retreated backwards with Ren Ran.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and two deep ravines were carved under his feet.

Wang Zhenren snorted coldly, and the long sword suddenly spun like a spirit, and a cloud of sword qi burst out from the tip of the sword.

Ren Ran's palm holding the sword was shattered, and blood splattered.

Spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

After retreating a few feet, he stood still, his body shaking.

Wang Zhenren withdrew his long sword and let it hover in front of him, looking at the ragged back.

Ren Ran turned around, bleeding from his seven orifices.

Wang Zhenren's face was as usual, with an expression of victory, and the flying sword in front of him was quietly suspended.

Ren Ran endured the pain and counted down silently, not daring to look at the red and white palms.

"Do you have a last word?" Wang Zhenren shouted.

"Those who enter the Heavenly Machine Gate, die!" Ren Ran said calmly.

Wang Zhenren laughed: "Very good!"

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Ren Ran panted and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and scolded and scolded: "It's really terrible, flying sword, playing with life!

Ren Ran didn't bother to hold the sword in his hands this time, so he directly reached out and took off the sword, held it in his hand and weighed it, and gasped: "Good sword!"

Ren Ran held the sword directly on Wang Zhenren's neck, and he couldn't care so much.

Anyway, the name of the fastest man in the whole world has been played.

When time recovered, Wang Zhencai was completely stunned after dancing with his hands?

What's going on? Where am I, how could I lose my sword?

Ren Ran gently tapped his shoulder with the blade of his sword, and said with a smile: "Go on, continue to sword you, continue to ask me if I have any last words." ”

Wang Zhenren: "???"

Ren Ran sneered and then withdrew his sword and took a step back.

It felt very bad to be held around his neck with a sword, and all Wang Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief.

In less than a second, he immediately felt in danger and immediately rolled backwards.

A sword aura that was not huge, but the momentum was indomitable, was surging.

Wang Zhenren's heart shook greatly, thinking that someone else had intervened, so he rolled back and walked up again.

After just rolling around, there was another burst of overwhelming sword qi like waves.

Wang Zhenren was shocked, where did the sword qi come from?

The scholar surnamed Li had a strange look on his face, looking at Ren Ran, who was repeating a few movements and wielding his sword.

Ren Ran was bored and waved his sword without reservation, using Ye Xiujiao's three-style killing moves, completely ignoring his own qi.

Wang Zhenren was in a hurry, only to feel that the sea of qi was churning, and he was hidden out of control.

The sword qi passed by, cutting off the robe and cutting off the long beard.

Wang Zhenren was embarrassed.

Finally, Ren Ran was also tired, bent over to support his knees, and panted: "You old boy is running quite fast." ”

Wang Zhenren just looked embarrassed, but in fact, he didn't suffer much injury, strictly speaking, he has more strength than Ren Ran now.

Although he felt this way, he didn't dare to make a move easily, but just said loudly: "Li Junzi, you and I will shoot together." ”

The scholar surnamed Li just squinted and watched, neither making a sound nor making a move.

Wang Zhenren was furious: "The surname is Li, don't make a move!"

The scholar surnamed Li was noncommittal.

Wang Zhenren shouted angrily: "You want to pick up ready-made?"

Ren Ran said unhappily: "Can you speak? What kind of pick-up ready-made, can I pick it up casually? Old things really can't speak!"

Wang Zhenren was furious, both to Ren Ran and to the scholar surnamed Li.

He shouted with a hideous expression: "My Taoist seeks immortality, and if I fight for immortality today, I will also behead the two of you under the sword." ”

Wang Zhenren took a few steps back, and put his two fingers together to the sky.

"Lead the thunder of the nine heavens and cleanse the filth ...... the whole body"

"Thunder ......"

The scholar's face changed greatly, and his expression froze on his face just as he wanted to speak.