However, even if he ran into Zhao Zaohua and Tian Shaowei, Yang Ran had nothing to be afraid of, and he was naturally more calm when dealing with Wen Jun.

At the same time, those who paid attention to the dueling platform also had the eight outer gate hall masters on the platform in front of the martial arts arena, and it was really shocking that Yang Ran could reach such a point.

In the attic on the opposite side of the mountain, Hua Shixian was still sitting there, looking at the martial arts arena on the opposite peak from a distance.

Fu Wenjun was full of smiles and soon came to the dueling platform.

Yang Ran hugged his sword and said, "Senior Brother Yang Ran, please ask Senior Brother Fu Wenjun for advice." ”

Fu Wenjun smiled slightly and said, "On behalf of Senior Brother Zhou, I will loosen your bones and convey Senior Brother Zhou's greetings to you." ”

As Fu Wenjun spoke, his momentum exploded, and the spirit of the whole person was instantly raised to the peak, and above his head, there seemed to be an illusory sword shadow, inserted into the sky, and his spirit was like a sword.

The vigorous momentum enveloped the entire dueling platform, and there seemed to be sword qi in the air, twisting and flowing.

With momentum alone, it can be seen that Fu Wenjun's strength is much higher than Song Qing.

Boom!

The cold light flashed, and Yang Ran's knife came out of its sheath.

Fu Wenjun, among the martial artists who have cultivated in the Nine Levels of Spiritual Cultivation in the Post-Spirit Realm, his strength belongs to the upper class, if Yang Ran doesn't use a knife and uses the scabbard to deal with Song Qing and Fu Wenjun in general, he is really a light enemy.

Although it may not be impossible to defeat Fu Wenjun with the scabbard, it is definitely necessary to use the fusion of the self-created spirit level sword method Red Dust Blood Refining, because of the light enemy and expose his hole cards, this kind of stupid thing, Yang Ran naturally can't do it.

Although the knife was unsheathed, Yang Ran's expression was still light and light, and he smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Zhou is polite, he always sends some live targets to let me move my muscles and bones, I don't know how to thank him, hey! I must greet him personally in person and give him enough rewards!"

Fu Wenjun's face turned blue, he snorted coldly, and said: "Don't be ashamed, Yang Ran, the martial arts I practice are the fallen leaf sword technique, the internal strength of cultivation, the falling leaf heart method, the heart method and the sword technique are combined, and they have all been practiced to the Dacheng realm, I want to see you, why block my falling leaf sword technique!"

As he spoke, Fu Wenjun's body rose vertically, reaching more than 20 meters, and the whole person was like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, a sword stabbed out, the sword light flashed, and a sword qi burst out, stabbing Yang Ran's throat.

Fu Wenjun only had a sword light stabbing out, but the speed was extremely fast and domineering!

Extremely fast speed, so that the target can not dodge, domineering power, so that the target can not resist.

Yang Ran's right leg suddenly took a step forward, his legs bent, and his body bowed slightly, like a tiger about to come out of the mountains and forests.

"It's Tiger Fist again!"

Among the disciples, some people exclaimed, shocked, could it be that Yang Ran still wanted to use the low-grade martial arts Tiger Fist to deal with Fu Wenjun?

It's crazy too!

"No, Yang Ran's lower body is using a tiger fist, but the knife in his hand is a low-grade martial art Haitao Eight Blades?"

Someone exclaimed again, and the Xuantie heavy knife in Yang Ran's hand slashed out diagonally, and the dazzling sword qi burst out from the blade, and stabbed at Fu Wenjun's sword.

The disciples were shocked again.

"Tiger Fist, Haitao Eight Swords, the grades are all at the lower level of the human rank, didn't Yang Ran learn the martial arts of the upper grade of the human level?"

"Senior Brother Fu Wenjun is a first-class existence among the martial artists of the Ninefold Spiritual Cultivation, and Yang Ran actually only uses the martial arts of the lower rank to deal with it, this is simply arrogant!"

......

Not to mention the shock in the hearts of the disciples, Yang Ran and Fu Wenjun, the speed of the sword and the sword were as fast as lightning, and between the lightning and flint, the sword qi and the sword qi were already stabbed together, and the air emitted a ...... The ringing sound.

Ding!

In an instant, there was a crisp loud sound, and the sword and the knife struck together.

The sword qi and the sword qi were like water patterns, and the origin point was where the tip of the sword collided with the tip of the sword, spreading in all directions, and ripples like rings appeared in the air.

In addition to the surging layers of sword qi and sword qi, the figures of Yang Ran and Fu Wenjun were as if they were stationary, fixed in the air, and the Dao sword qi and sword qi burst out towards each other from the sword body and the sword body respectively, colliding at the tip of the sword, and spreading in all directions.

About a snap of his fingers, there was a buzzing sound, and the sword in Fu Wenjun's hand bent slightly, and he regained his integrity in an instant.

A great force rebounded, and Fu Wenjun flipped backwards and landed ten meters away.

Fu Wenjun's eyes were shocked, the sword in his hand was still buzzing, and it kept shaking, making his entire right arm numb.

Yang Ran was so hard that he shocked Fu Wenjun out of ten meters away, his true qi was so strong, compared to Fu Wenjun, he was only stronger than weak, which made Fu Wenjun feel extremely shocked.

The outer disciples under the dueling platform stared straight at each other, Fu Wenjun was shocked back by Yang Ran's sword?

Yang Ran shook Fu Wenjun back with a knife, seized the opportunity, and attacked with a trend.

His legs slashed to the ground, and his entire body rushed forward like a fierce tiger, which was the 'Divine Tiger Invincible!' in the Tiger Fist.

The lower half of his body used the Tiger Fist, but in his hand, Yang Ran used the seventh move of Haitao's eight swords, and the waves were angry.

Taking advantage of the invincible momentum of the Divine Tiger, the Xuantie heavy knife in Yang Ran's hand stabbed forward as fast as lightning and stabbed straight into Fu Wenjun's heart.

The speed of the tiger's explosion was very fast, and the sudden collision was no less than the speed of the leopard's light skill, and this knife was cut out, and in the blink of an eye, it had reached Fu Wenjun's chest.

Fu Wenjun was taken aback, held the sword in both hands, and held the sword horizontally in front of his chest.

Clang!

With a crisp sound, Yang Ran slashed Fu Wenjun's sword body and was blocked.

However, like a surging force, wave after wave, a wave of stamina struck, and the Darkiron Heavy Knife suddenly retracted half an inch, and then struck forward at a faster speed.

A huge force came from the sword body, Fu Wenjun was shocked, and he took three steps back.

The waves are like anger, thirty-six heavy strength, this is the first weight.

Yang Ran hit the snake with the stick, and the Xuantie heavy knife struck out thirty-six times in a row like a spirit snake spitting out a letter.

Bell Bell ......

After thirty-six loud bangs, Fu Wenjun's body took nine steps back, and he was less than ten meters away from the edge of the dueling platform.

"Eight volumes of sea waves!"

The eight knives of the sea waves, the attention is that the knife is like the waves, the waves are like anger, the speed is like the wind, once the wind rises, like the sea surging, layer upon layer, there is nowhere to stop.

The Xuantie heavy knife turned into a curtain of knives in the sky and swept towards Fu Wenjun.

Although Haitao Eight Swords is only a low-grade martial art, when it comes out of Yang Ran's hands, it is even more powerful than many high-grade martial arts.

One move after another, Fu Wenjun's true anger was slightly inferior to Yang Ran's, and he was forced to retreat again and again.

Boom!

Finally in the seventeenth move, Fu Wenjun's sour arm loosened, and the sword in his hand came out of his hand and was shot down by Yang Ran.

The light of the Xuantie heavy knife burst out, stabbing directly into Fu Wenjun's throat.

Yes!

There was a scream, Fu Wenjun had no sword in his hand, he couldn't block Yang Ran's attack, Yang Ran's knife speed was so fast that Fu Wenjun didn't have time to dodge and was slashed with a knife.

At the last moment, Yang Ran moved the Xuantie heavy knife and stabbed it into Fu Wenjun's shoulder, and then, instantly retracted, Fu Wenjun's shoulder had an extra blood hole, and his body was hit backwards by the force of the momentum, and he fell off the dueling platform.

Yang Ran blew away a few bright red blood droplets on the snow-white knife, and said lightly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, I really didn't expect you to be so vulnerable!"

Fu Wenjun, who fell to the audience, heard Yang Ran's words, and was so angry that he spit out blood three feet high.

The outer disciples in the audience were dumbfounded.

Is this to anger people to death?

This Fu Wenjun was defeated by Yang Ran in a few moves, which surprised the disciples.

Moreover, Yang Ran only used the low-grade martial arts Tiger Fist and Haitao Eight Blades.

This shows that Yang Ran defeated Fu Wenjun and still did not use all his strength.

To what extent is Yang Ran's strength?

After this battle, every outer disciple was confused in his heart, although Yang Ran was strong, but the disciples never thought that Yang Ran would be able to defeat Fu Wenjun, which proved that Yang Ran did have the strength to challenge the entire outer door.

However, Zhou Ming was very unhappy, watching Yang Ran rise step by step was more uncomfortable than killing him, and asked Lin Feng to stop Yang Ran with a gloomy face.

Lin Feng was a little surprised, but then his heart settled down, and he threw a reassuring look at Zhou Ming, and said in his heart: Yang Ran, Yang Ran, your good luck has come to an end, I will let you know what it means to be devastating.

"Next game, Lin Feng vs. Yang Ran!"

Hearing Elder Zhan's voice, all the outer disciples were shocked, Yang Ran vs. Lin Feng, this was another heavyweight battle.