Airplanes!

Two blood-red flames rose from the bronze man's pitch-black eye hole, and the golden and bronze fists suddenly blasted towards Yang Ran's head with a thousand gravity.

The offensive is so strong that it can definitely blow up the head of a martial artist who is the fourth rebirth of the post-spirit realm!

Yang Ran's expression was unshocked, he was confident, and he moved a step back as if he had expected it, but he dodged the fatal blow.

Just as the tightly entangled golden fist swept across Yang Ran's chest with the sound of hunting wind, a sharp attack appeared in his eyes, and he swung his fist straight forward, smashing on the bronze man's chest like a hammer.

Boom!

The huge fist power poured out, smashing the bronze man's chest into a dented fist print, and the bronze man took two steps back, and a crack appeared on the ground.

Although he beat the bronze man back a few steps, Yang Ran had no joy in his eyes, only a touch of solemnity, because he only took a few steps back with all his strength just now, and when he broke through the eighteen bronze caves before, the strength of each bronze man was only the cultivation of the triple forging of the post-spirit realm.

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

The mysterious runes of the perfect body on the surface of the body flowed, and the body was like a tiger out of the cage, and it slammed into one of the people, and with a "bang", Yang Ran knocked the bronze man into a stumbling one!

The milky white true qi covered the fist surface, and with one punch, it actually pierced the bronze man's copper-iron chest!

If the disciples who want to see Yang Ran's jokes outside are afraid that their eyes will fall to the ground in horror, what kind of strong body does this have to be?

Whew!

At the same time, four bronze figures woke up, and the four pairs of blood-red eyes burned like flames, making people's skin chill, but Yang Ran was not afraid, and bowed down like a savage and violent beast, brazenly catching up!

Bang bang!

Yang Ran's black hair is flamboyant, his eyes are clear, but the depths are crazy, only with his physical body and the four bronze figures, the fierce battle shook the rock of the entire cave wall off, he seemed to turn into an ancient god tiger, one claw shot out, and the bronze man was shot into a pile of scrap iron.

Another punch blasted out, blasting the head of another bronze man, his body turned a hundred times, the fierce collision made Yang Ran's blood boil and burn, the pores of his whole body spewed hot gas, and he let out a wolf-like roar when he looked up to the sky, bent his claws with one hand, grabbed one of the bronze man's arms, and tore it with a "click".

It is like a hideous beast that has come out of the ancient mountains, looking at it and being ferocious.

Dozens of rounds later, Yang Ran was a real hideous iron tiger, powerful and domineering, with one punch and one claw, all like the Tiger King in the world, blasting out fist prints or paw prints from the body of the bronze man cast in iron and copper.

The feet are like a tiger, the legs are like a tiger, the fists are like a tiger, the arms are like a tiger, the shoulders are like a tiger, all the parts of the body are turned into tigers to attack the bronze man, and there are eight more stumps and broken arms of the bronze man under his feet, but Yang Ran keeps waving his fists, as if he has realized something.

The true qi behind him condensed into a divine tiger, looking up to the sky and roaring, shocking, stepping out, like an iron tiger stepping on a mountain, a punch blasted out, the tiger roared, and the light in Yang Ran's eyes was great for a while!

Standing in place, like a dragon coiled tiger, like a real tiger king, only with majesty can control the beasts, dominate the mountains and forests, he really has the essence of the tiger, the spirit, the spirit, every punch is the real tiger fist, at this time the tiger fist has climbed to the realm of the gods!

Just when Yang Ran completely comprehended the Tiger Fist, the remaining ten bronze figures had already converged, each stepping on an inexplicable direction, and there seemed to be some kind of mysterious formation between heaven and earth, integrating the strength of the ten bronze figures, and the momentum continued to rise until a certain peak.

At this time, they can definitely defeat the martial artists of the fifth level refining skin cultivation in the Later Spirit Realm, and they can even kill them!

Ten bronze figures surrounded Yang Ran in all directions along the Xuan's formation.

Boom!

Yang Ran's spirit was flying, his knife was unsheathed, and the crazy color of his eyes was condensed, and his edge was fully revealed.

Now that the Tiger Fist has been practiced to the point of being superb, then let's comprehend all the eight swords of Haitao!

Jumping into the center of the formation of the ten bronze men with his sword, he was actually ready to confront this inexplicable formation head-on, instead of choosing to break them one by one, it was really a bit crazy.

Woohoo!

Yang Ran's heart stopped water, and he slashed out with a knife, the blade of the knife buzzed, and he struck first.

The knife is free, one knife after another, flowing water, chic and free, "ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong" slashed on the body of the bronze man, only a few sparks appeared, not even a white mark was left, and the defense was amazing.

WhewW......

Twenty golden and bronze fists made a dense net and blasted all over Yang Ran's body, leaving him with nowhere to escape but to fight hard!

Yang Ran's pupils shrank suddenly, and the true qi in the dantian was surging, and a knife slashed out, like a mad wolf's angry sword, sweeping in all directions.

The waves are furious!

Rumble!

The swords and fists collided, and the twenty golden fists were like hammers like bamboos, and the heavy black iron knives directly smashed open, and the sword qi scattered vertically and horizontally, breaking the rock walls of the surrounding caves into cracks several feet long.

Yang Ran's wrist continued to tremble, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the red blood flowed out like water, dripping to the wet ground, obviously unable to support it.

The unstoppable fist wind cut off Yang Ran's forehead ink hair, and several strands of hair fell down, the situation was very dangerous, and Yang Ran seemed to be defeated.

But his black eyes reflected the shadow of the fist in the sky, but he did not panic, the more dangerous the situation, the calmer Yang Ran became, and the "Eight Swords of the Sea" in his mind continued to be used one by one, and the inspiration flashed.

Shout!

At the last moment, Yang Ran withdrew the Xuantie knife, the pace slid backwards, and another knife was swung out, the knife shadow was heavy, and there was a storm crashing on the shore in the knife style, and the sound was endless, this is the real artistic conception of "Eight Knives of the Sea Waves", a knife is cut out, if the thirty-two continuous waves hit the shore, it will sweep in all directions!

Bang bang ......

The five iron and bronze heads fell straight down, smashing a large crack into the ground, leaving only five headless bronze figures standing majestically, Yang Ran ...... He actually cut off the heads of five bronze figures directly with a single sword!

Not only that, if you carefully observe the body of the bronze man, you will find that the body of the bronze man is directly crushed by twisting, which is the 32 heavy knives of the "Eight Swords of the Sea".

Shout......

A few more knives were swung out, and without much effort, the heads of the remaining five bronze figures were directly cut off one by one!

In the gloomy 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.

The two lower-grade martial arts he currently has mastered have all been mastered, and he can officially cultivate higher-level martial arts, and cultivating 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 engraved with the golden word "outside", turned around and strode away.

"Senior Brother Huang, Senior Brother Huang......" Yang Ran looked at Huang Yi, the senior brother of the outer door who was dressed in white, shook the white jade card in his hand, and found that Huang Yi was stunned in disbelief, and he treated him as if he were nothing, and punched Yi in the arm.

"Hey, what are you hitting me for?" Huang Yi gasped, the disbelief on his face had not disappeared, and said, "Your kid's brute strength is really great!"

"What do you say, I've broken through the Eighteen Bronze Caves, hurry up and register!" Yang Ran asked rhetorically.

Huang Yi was still a little unconvinced: "Really broke through?"

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

Looking at Yang Ran, Yang Ran had the golden word "outside" engraved in his hand, and he was speechless for a while, a warrior who had not broken through the Eighteen Bronze Caves would not be able to get this white jade plate, which was a certificate to enter the outer gate.

Huang Yi wrote down the words "Registered disciple Yang Ran, five years of entry, created eighteen bronze caves one hundred times in a row, passed!".

Then, looking at the young man with the sword who strode away and was full of spirits, like a peerless sword, his sharpness was revealed, and he couldn't help but murmur: "Among the outer gates, there is another young genius!"