Before Jiang Yiran could react, the world had already changed from the freeze frame, and the next scene was the scene that Jiang Yiran still felt extremely shocked!

The blood-haired boy's punch was struck, the fracture and shattering of the giant claws stretched out behind the blood-colored giant eyes, the despair on the faces of everyone in the city, and the arrival of hundreds of millions of demon beasts outside the sky......

When everything was over again, Jiang Yiran was still immersed in shock and couldn't extricate himself, the power of that punch had already left an indelible impression in the depths of his mind, if Jiang Yiran couldn't wake up from the overwhelming victory of that punch intent, comprehend the fist intent, and practice the fist method, there was no way to talk about it at all!

Half an hour later, Jiang Yiran was still in a trance, standing in place in a daze, his body swaying, as if he was about to fall to the ground in the next moment!

"Wake up!" A loud shout suddenly sounded in Jiang Yiran's mind like thunder, it was the mechanical blood-haired boy's voice, if it weren't for his existence, Jiang Yiran might have been immersed in the impact of this punch!

Jiang Yiran woke up suddenly, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead in an instant!

How could this be! The power of this punch seemed to be much greater than the previous demonstration of the blood-haired boy to him, and it actually made him immersed in it, unable to extricate himself! Or was it because of the presence of the blood-haired boy last time, he was not affected by the fist intent!

There was no sound in the world, it seemed to be silent, and Jiang Yiran also had this opportunity to take a good rest.

Watching the blood-haired boy's punch, immersed in the fist intent, the consumption of Jiang Yiran's soul was too great, even if his physique was different from ordinary people, but in front of the image left by the existence of the blood-haired boy, he still seemed too weak!

But before Jiang Yiran could take a few breaths, the world changed again, and time went backwards, back to the moment before the blood-colored giant eyes appeared!

"Come back!" Jiang Yiran's face was bitter, he sighed, and without taking a break, he raised his whole body and prepared to face the coming punch of the blood-haired boy!

Time flies like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, it is half a year later!

With Jiang Yiran's physique and soul strength, watching the "Nine Deaths Yin Yang Fist" performed by the blood-haired boy three or five times a day has reached the limit!

Although Jiang Yiran had overestimated the difficulty of "Nine Deaths Yin Yang Fist", he didn't expect it to be so difficult!

In the past six months, he has only reached the level where he can get rid of the fist intent of the "Nine Deaths Yin Yang Fist" by himself without relying on the voice of the blood-haired boy to wake up, although the process will be very long! I believe that one day, Jiang Yiran will be able to completely get rid of the influence of the fist intent, so that he can really start cultivating the "Nine Deaths Yin Yang Fist"!

Half a year has passed since the Immortal Ascension Conference! Among the original batch of disciples, some people have already begun to emerge in the Qingyun Sect, breaking through several steps in a row at a speed far beyond ordinary people, and have become veritable geniuses in the Qingyun Sect!

On the other hand, Jiang Yiran, although he had a fight with Fifth Yu'er on the second day of entry, showing a cultivation that ordinary people could hardly match, not many people remembered him!

When Jiang Yiran was mentioned, he only knew that this was a fool whose brain was kicked by a donkey and he was willing to fall and run to the Earth Sect, and there was nothing else to say about Jiang Yiran!

In fact, it's okay, Jiang Yiran doesn't like the feeling of being watched all the time, since he is buried in everyone, let's honestly be a hidden dragon hidden in the dark!

As for Bian Muge, in the past six months, Jiang Yiran has no news of him, as he has shown, his spiritual root is a high-grade person, and he is just like everyone else, an ordinary disciple with mediocre qualifications!

But Jiang Yiran knew that this kid was definitely not as simple as it seemed, he was definitely hiding it!

On Xu Zhimo's side, there has been no news in the past six months, as if the fight half a year ago had never happened!

Han Qin's death didn't cause much turmoil in the Earth Sect, and at the beginning, the sect also sent someone to investigate, but it was gone after a few days, how should Vientiane Peak be, there was no change at all because of Han Qin's death, except for the Huaxian Pavilion in the Danfang, the nominal owner became Xu Zhimo!

A golden light swept through the sky and smashed into the door of the small stone chamber of Qingyuan Shanjiang Yiran, smashing a big hole in the ground at the entrance of the stone chamber!

If you look closely, there are still a lot of such caves next to the stone chamber, some new and some old, and the sizes are scattered around the stone chamber!

"Ahem!"

A cough came from the smoke and dust stirred up by the golden light falling, and a palm suddenly stretched out from the huge hole that had just formed, grabbed the edge of the hole, and slowly crawled out of a black-haired young man in a green shirt with a gray face, it was Jiang Yiran!

"This Wind Resistant...... Ahem...... Looks like I'm still a little unskilled!"

Jiang Yiran climbed out of the cave, stood in front of the door of the stone room, looked at the holes all over the ground, and said with some regret.

“...... You are not a little bit at this time, you are very unskilled at this time!" A sword light rose from Jiang Yiran's arm, turned into a broken sword figure, and said a little speechlessly.

"I don't know how many years I have been in the universe, and you are the first one who can cultivate the power of the Wind Resisting Technique so greatly!"

"Hehe!" Jiang Yiran smiled: "Then does this mean that I am extremely talented, no matter what combat skills come into my hands, I can exert a power far beyond its previous power!"

"Cut! what!" Broken Sword's voice was a little disdainful: "That's because you're too stupid, if ordinary people play like you...... Fall to your death!"

"Hahaha, isn't it also an advantage to be physically hard, or I'm talented hahaha!" Jiang Yiran laughed a little proudly, turned around and opened the door, and walked into the stone room!

After taking a break from practicing boxing, Jiang Yiran would immerse his divine thoughts in the mental world, go to see the book of ten thousand laws made according to his own mind, see if there are any exercises and combat skills that he can cultivate, and then let him find this wind control technique!

The Wind Resisting Technique was originally based on spiritual power, so that those disciples in the Qi cultivation period could rely on their own cultivation to soar in the sky before the foundation building period, but it was extremely spiritual power to use, so generally speaking, not many people cultivated it!

But I didn't expect that among the exercises that Jiang Yiran stole in the Gongfa Pavilion this time, there was this wind control technique, which was inadvertently turned out by Jiang Yiran and used for cultivation!

Replace spiritual power with the power of qi and blood to achieve the effect of resisting the wind, and then it was formed by Jiang Yiran into that appearance - a human cannonball falling from the sky!

"Brother Jiang is here?" Not long after Jiang Yiran entered the stone room, a human voice came from outside.

Jiang Yiran let the broken sword return to his arm and turn it into a mark, a little curious, this voice sounds a little familiar, but he has been practicing in the stone room for almost half a year, who will come to find him at this time?

Jiang Yiran opened the stone door and looked out, but it was Bian Muge, standing outside the door in a green shirt, holding the angry folding fan in one hand, looking at Jiang Yiran with a smile!

", why are you?" Jiang Yiran was a little surprised: "I haven't seen you for half a year...... Which gust of wind is this that blows Ning here?"

Jiang Yiran leaned against the door, squinted at Bian Muge, and said a little jokingly.

"It's not like I haven't seen Brother Jiang for half a year, I miss you!" As soon as Bian Muge pinned the folding fan to his waist, he was about to step forward to grab Jiang Yiran's shoulder!

"Get out!" Jiang Yiran smiled and walked into the stone room to close the door, and shouted in a sullen voice: "I don't like men, you dead!"

Jiang Yiran closed the door very urgently, and Bian Muge stepped forward too quickly, which made Bian Muge's nose have the most intimate contact with the door, and the moved Bian Muge's tears flowed out!

Bian Muge covered his nose and stood at the door with tears in his eyes, lying on the door: "You broke my heart, Yiran, I cried woo woo!"

The door was suddenly opened, revealing the figure of Jiang Yiran standing behind the door: "It's okay if you come, can we not be so disgusting?" Jiang Yiran said to Bian Muge with a serious face: "Look, I have goosebumps!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his arm and handed it to Bian Muge for him to see!

"But, what's wrong with your nose? Why is it red?" Jiang Yiran was a little strange, it was only a few breaths, could he really cry?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yiran suddenly shuddered, this side of the pastoral song will not really like men, no, no, no, I can't let him come in the future!

Since then, Jiang Yiran's gaze at Bian Muge has become a little meaningful, as if there is something strange hidden inside!

Bian Muge couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the sword-shaped mark on Jiang Yiran's arm, and wanted to take a closer look, but Jiang Yiran's arm had already been taken back!

"My nose was hit by some bastard with a door!" Bian Muge said casually.

Regarding the sword-shaped mark on Jiang Yiran's arm, he didn't plan to ask, who doesn't have a secret? He also has it, just let it be hidden in his heart!

"Could it be that I hit it?" Jiang Yiran touched his nose, showing a little embarrassment!

"Isn't it you, is there anyone else?" Bian Muge said angrily: "Didn't I say it, you plan to let me stand here all the time?"

Jiang Yiran let go of the body standing in front of the door, and said with a slight smile: "Then please, or will I carry you in?"

"Cut!" Bian Muge snorted disdainfully, and as Jiang Yiran walked into the stone room, when he saw something on the table in the room, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide and exclaimed: "! What is this? It can't be on the leg of the Fire Elder Spirit Beast!"

At this moment, there is a huge bear paw on the table, the bear paw is so big that it almost occupies the entire table, and the blood on the bear paw has coagulated and blackened, obviously it has been cut down for a long time!

"What fire elder spirit beast is on the leg? He is a fire spirit beast, red!Are you stupid?" Jiang Yiran leaned against the door, his arms folded in front of his chest, and said with some contempt!

"Then what do you say this is? Which senior brother's spirit beast leg was cut off from?" Bian Muge stood in front of Jiang Yiran and asked righteously.

"I ......" Jiang Yiran was speechless for a while, I can't say that I killed a mountain-shaking bear in the Fallen Dragon Mountain Range, and cut it off!

Seeing that Jiang Yiran couldn't even speak, Bian Muge thought that he had a weak heart, so he thought that he had guessed the truth of the matter, sighed, and began to persuade bitterly: "Yiran, I treat you as a friend, I advise you to obediently go to that senior brother to apologize!"