Another Emperor-level martial art!

Yang Ran's heart jumped, although it was not as shocking as the emperor-level top-grade "Immortal Demon Finger", but it was very suitable for his current self, as for the "Immortal Demon Finger", it would become a big killer when he had no choice.

"Thank you, Sect Master!" Yang Ran hurriedly thanked him.

"The old man's life is much more valuable than this, you cultivate well, if you don't understand within a month of healing, the old man will naturally try his best to help. Zhou Chaifeng smiled, his face was a little tired, he turned his head and said, "Red Sun Dongsheng Knife Technique, you arrange for two girls to live in the wooden house next to it." ”

"Yes, master!" said Song Lao Gong.

So in this way, Yang Ran lived in a cabin with Meng'er in his arms and began to practice penance for half a month in the deep mountains.

Life in the deep mountains is extremely simple, every day in addition to helping Zhou Chai Feng heal his injuries and accompany Meng'er, Yang Ran buried himself in cultivation and concentrated on cultivating the Red Sun Dongsheng Sword Technique.

In the quiet forest, there is often a rumbling sound, and in the past month, the "Phantom Blade Kill" Yang Ran has been refined, and even the "Silent Extinction Slash" has been stained with some fur, but due to his own lack of cultivation, the power of the "Silent Blade Kill" is naturally not the same as that of Zhou Chasing Wind.

During this period, as the injury healed, the strong aura on Zhou Chaifeng's body became more and more obvious.

Everything was going smoothly, the only thing that worried Yang Ran was that in the process of exorcising the demon poison for him, the poisonous spots on Zhou Chaifeng's body seemed to have gradually transferred to his body!

Looking at the slightly blackened palm, Yang Ran frowned, although the golden qi in his body could refine this poisonous spot, and even turn it into his own use to improve his demonic qi cultivation, but this kind of thing remained in his body, like a time bomb, after all, it was as strong as Zhou Chaifeng was tortured by him and almost lost his life.

"Girl, today should be the last time to exorcise the master's poison. Just when Yang Ran lowered his head and pondered, Song Lao walked over with a smile, Zhou Chaifeng was also eager to recover his strength in the past few days, so the cultivation of the "Red Sun Dongsheng Sword Technique" was mainly guided by Song Lao.

"Yes, for the last time. Yang Ran said in his mouth, but his eyes still stayed on the blackened palm, and his face was a little ugly.

Seeing Yang Ran's expression, Song Lao's gaze followed, his face also changed slightly, and he frowned: "How did this poisonous spot get to your palm? You won't feel unwell, right?"

"No, this speck can't penetrate my body. ”

Song Lao was obviously more spicy, and said cautiously: "You run the true yuan and try it." ”

Yang Ran nodded, his palm turned slightly, and he saw a layer of gray-black poisonous mist covering the surface of the true yuan, although this layer of poisonous mist could not penetrate into the true yuan, but it covered the surface, which made him feel that the lethality of the true yuan was stronger.

"It seems that this poisonous fog really can't do you any real harm. Song Lao pondered for a moment and said, "Maybe there will be good news." ”

"En?" Yang Ran's face was surprised.

"You urge it to attack, and let the old man help you test the power of this poisonous spot. Song Lao took a few steps back and made a defensive gesture.

Yang Ran's heart jumped, and he immediately pointed his finger, and the true yuan covered with black mist pierced like a black arrow.

In the face of this black arrow, Song Lao, who was the fifth level of the Spirit Vein Realm, did not dare to slack off, and with a stroke of both hands, an ice shield transformed by the True Yuan instantly appeared out of thin air.

The poisonous arrow was fiercely pierced on the ice shield, and at the moment of contact between the two, the sound of "snorting" continued to sound, and the ice shield that was enough to resist the full force of the Spirit Vein Realm martial artist was quickly corroded into a deep hole, if it weren't for Song Lao observing that the situation was not right and increasing the output of the true yuan, I am afraid that this finger would be enough to break through the defense of the ice shield.

What a terrifying lethality!

The look on Yang Ran's face was extremely exciting, the power of this poisonous spot was far beyond his expectations!

This kind of inexplicable attack method made Yang Ran's original worry turn into a snickering joy, he remembered the emperor-level high-grade martial art "Killing Immortals and Subduing Demon Fingers", the two are simply made in heaven, if they are combined, I am afraid that the power will be even more terrifying.

"Looks like there's a chance to find someone to give it a try. Yang Ran sneered in his heart.

"Girl, it seems that your fortune is really not shallow, the kind of attack just now, even if the martial artist of the Spirit Vein Realm doesn't pay attention, it will be planted in your hands. Old Song was a little jealous, and the emperor looked at Yang Ran's blackened palm and said with a smile.

Yang Ran was noncommittal, and said with a faint smile: "Old Song, now let's expel the poisonous spots for the sect master first."

Seeing that Yang Ran's face quickly returned to his usual color, a flash of appreciation flashed in Song Lao's eyes, this girl has good understanding, strong resilience, and such a mentality, if she achieves it in time, it will definitely not be low.

It's just a pity, it's a girl.

"What's wrong, Old Song?" Seeing the other party staring at him, Yang Ran asked.

"No, no, no. Song Lao came back to his senses, "Let's go." ”

The last time he expelled the poison, it was easy to surprise Yang Ran, of course, he knew in his heart that this had a lot to do with his cultivation improvement in the past month or so, Yang Ran faintly felt that after absorbing these demonic poisons, the realm he had just broken through was a little ready to move.

The last bit of poisonous spot disappeared, Yang Ran withdrew his palm, looked at Zhou Chaifeng, whose complexion had completely returned to normal, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the sect master, this poisonous spot has been completely expelled from your body." ”

"I can't thank you enough. Zhou Chaifeng's face also had irrepressible joy, and he slowly stood up and said: "The old man's life was saved by you, I, Zhou Chaifeng, am by no means ungrateful, if I have the opportunity in the future, I will repay this kindness." ”

"The sect master is polite, and besides, the 'Red Sun Rising Sword Technique' alone is a great reward. ”

"Although the knife technique is precious, it is not worth the life of the old man. Zhou Chaifeng smiled, groaned for a while, and suddenly asked, "You should be going back to the Meteorite Academy in the next few days, right?"

"Well, January has passed, so I'll rush back when I've packed my things. ”

"That's right. Zhou Chaifeng paced a few steps, as if thinking about something: "The old man remembers the vacation of the Meteoric Dragon Academy, is it in three months, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Three months......" Zhou Chaifeng stroked his beard and asked, "Then when the time comes, will you go to the imperial capital?"

"Imperial Capital?" Yang Ran was stunned, pursed his lips and nodded, sneering in his heart: "The Lin family is within the imperial capital, how can you not go?"

"It's been ten years, and I don't know how many people in the imperial capital remember the old man. Zhou Chaifeng's face was a little more reminiscing: "After a few days, the old man will also return to the imperial capital." ”

As he spoke, he handed a token to Yang Ran and said, "If you can go in three months, you can go to the Holy Sword Hall to find the old man with this token." About a hundred days later, it will be the Martial Arts Competition held every ten years in the Falling Dragon Empire, and if you can participate, the benefits will be great. ”

Yang Ran looked puzzled, but he didn't care too much in his heart, after all, he had "business" to do when he went to the imperial capital.

Perhaps seeing Yang Ran's indifferent face, Zhou Chaifeng added: "The so-called martial arts competition, which is organized by the imperial family in conjunction with the major forces, will participate in the whole empire's talented juniors, and the specific rules will be clear when you arrive." However, the old man can tell you that if you can't find the so-called "blood and tears of God" in the Dream Fairy Pool, you may be able to try it somewhere. ”