The autumn breeze is bleak, and in the independent courtyard, the fallen leaves are flying all over the sky.

Under the rows of towering ancient trees.

The young man in Tsing Yi was like a fierce tiger, his true qi shook all over his body, and the fierce and domineering aura shook the dead leaves on the ancient trees to the ground, and he threw his fist out, and the violent and fierce fist wind shattered a few fallen leaves!

In the end, he has truly become a fierce tiger dominating the mountains and forests, sometimes the tiger is in the tiger, sometimes he steps out, and the ancient hideous iron tiger condensed by the true qi behind him takes a step forward, stepping through the mountains and forests!

Standing still, Yang Ran looked very surprised, and the Tiger Fist was a success!

The first glimpse of the realm of martial arts comprehension, entry, small success, great success, and supernatural transformation.

After Yang Ran changed his life against the sky, in less than a day and a night, the martial arts of the two people were completed!

Even if it is a genius demon, it will take at least a month to cultivate to the fullest, and Yang Ran's astonishing understanding will definitely scare a large number of human martial artists to death if it is passed out!

"It's a pity! Yang Ran smashed his tongue, smiled again, and shook his head, he was a little insatiable!

I am blessed with this kind of thing, and I have no regrets if I lose it!

After thinking for a while, freshening up, striding towards the martial arts arena, it was time to break through the Eighteen Bronze Caves and enter the outer gate.

Only in this way can he cultivate the inner strength and heart method and more advanced martial arts cheats!

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The bluestone martial arts arena eroded by the wind and rain years is full of people, and from time to time there are a few young people in Tsing Yi who come and go, spitting and talking.

At this time, on the west side of the martial arts arena, a lonely and arrogant young man in a black robe, with long hair tied up and a cold expression, carrying a three-foot long sword, strutting with his head up, his edge exposed!

The appearance of the black-clothed boy made the scene hot for a while, and many teenagers talked about it.

"This is the Dugu swordsman Zheng Xiang! Three years of sword practice, the human level of high-grade martial arts, Dugu swordsmanship to the fullest, swordsmanship transcendent!"

"I heard that he once broke into a third-rate gang with hundreds of gangs, the Blood Wolf Gang, with one person and one sword, and sealed the throat of the gang leader of the eightfold spirit of the Eightfold Gathering Spirit of the Spirit Realm with one sword, it is terrifying!"

"The most terrifying thing is that it is said that his human rank intermediate internal martial arts, Qingyuan Gong, have been promoted to the seventh level, and his true qi is strong, and he has three percent more true qi than martial artists of the same level. “

At this moment, on the east side of the martial arts arena, a young man in white with long brown hair hanging down his shoulders, handsome and extraordinary, and a graceful and suave young man walked in calmly with a smile!

It has once again sparked a wave of discussion.

"This is an iron-blooded hand, a high-grade martial art, and an iron sand palm!

"You be quiet, don't look at him as elegant and handsome, in fact, he is ruthless, and he once provoked him to a bloody annihilation of a small family!"

"Really, what a terrible man!"

Two genius teenagers walk in the opposite direction and meet unexpectedly.

"Hmph! Dugu Swordsman?" Feng Yang snorted coldly twice, smiling on his face, which made people feel like a spring breeze, but his eyes were very gloomy: "Four days ago, my internal strength, Blood Spring Gong, has been promoted to the fifth level, I don't know how many palms you can take me now?"

Zheng Xiang's expression was still cold, his eyes were sharp, as sharp as a sword, and he sneered: "Yes, it just so happens that I have also gained a little this month, and my internal strength has also been cultivated, and Qingyuan Gong has also advanced to the eighth level, I wonder if you can take me a sword?"

The-for-tat confrontation between the two geniuses made the atmosphere a little tense for a while, but everyone was more smacked at the content of their conversation.

It takes two or three months for ordinary martial artists to break through the internal martial arts, but they only need one month, which is a real genius!

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter from the north side of the martial arts arena, and the voices of sarcasm, contempt, and disdain made the entire martial arts arena look like a chaotic bazaar.

Yang Ran was dressed in green clothes, his face was calm and indifferent, and he walked among the crowds like a leisurely stroll.

The sound of flies buzzing in his ears fell on deaf ears, and he walked straight to the Eighteen Bronze Caves, where many shames had to be washed away!

Everyone was very surprised for a while, although Yang Ran was also silent about their cynicism in the past, everyone could see the irrepressible anger and the shame that seemed to be deep in his eyes.

At this time, Yang Ran was indifferent, his eyes were as clear as water, clear and clear, but unfathomable, giving people a mysterious sense of edge.

Such a big movement here naturally attracted the attention of the two genius boys.

Zheng Xiang was a little curious in his eyes, he was arrogant, but he had also heard a little about the name of the famous waste material of the registered disciple Yang Ran, and heard that Yang Ran had broken into the eighteen bronze caves ninety-nine times in the past five years, and his tenacious martial arts heart made him also slightly admire.

And Feng Yang's eyes were as cold as a snake, his mind was turning, last time in the martial arts arena, he proposed to Zhou Ming to kill Yang Ran, although Zhou Ming blamed him for being too talkative on the surface, but it was more likely that Hua Shixian was present, and he didn't dare to say it clearly, if he killed Yang Ran, it was very likely that he would befriend Zhou Ming.

In the blink of an eye, he had already made up his mind, and when Yang Ran passed by him indifferently, he said in a mocking tone: "I heard that you can't even break through the Eighteen Bronze Caves ninety-nine times, and waste is waste! Do you still want to become a genius? However, if you can't break through the Eighteen Bronze Caves this time, then you won't have a chance in the future, because the sect will cancel this method of outer door assessment! Haha......

Everyone in the martial arts arena couldn't help but feel cold, in the past five years, Yang Ran has broken into the Eighteen Bronze Man Caves ninety-nine times, and a fool can see that breaking through the Bronze Man Cave is where Yang Ran's martial arts will lies, this Feng Yang's mind is too vicious, and he wants to use it to attack Yang Ran's martial arts will!

As we all know, in the Yunxiao Continent, martial arts are supreme, and people whose martial arts will is abolished, their will is depressed, and they can't practice martial arts all their lives, this kind of unforgettable hatred is almost the same as killing their father and taking their wife, and the viciousness of their minds can be seen!

In the Yunxiao Continent, there is a saying that is widely circulated: the battle of wills is endless!

Yang Ran heard Feng Yang's taunt, stopped slightly, glanced at him indifferently, and his eyes gradually climbed with a scarlet bloodthirsty light: "I don't know if there are people who live or die. “

A deep voice sounded in the martial arts arena, and Sen Han's murderous aura made this place feel like falling into an ice cellar, and everyone couldn't help but shiver.

The radiant young man in Tsing Yi walked into the Eighteen Bronze Caves, and everyone's eyes were a little afraid, and they faintly felt that the waste boy they had bullied in the past seemed to be gone forever.

Only Feng Yang, who heard those words, was full of anger in his eyes, and he had a murderous intent in his heart, but Biyun Sect had a rule that disciples of the same sect were not allowed to kill each other, which was troublesome!

In the dark and gloomy cavern, the young man in Tsing Yi carried a long knife and walked forward cautiously.

Suddenly, there was a flash of golden light in his eyes, and eighteen tall and mighty King Kong bronze figures stood in all directions, like eighteen mountains and mountains built by copper and iron, shocking and seizing people's hearts.

However, the bronze man's eyes were dead and silent, and the dry eyeholes were like two black holes.

Yang Ran still took cautious steps, in the past five years, he has broken into the Eighteen Bronze Caves ninety-nine times in a row, it is no exaggeration to say that no one is more familiar with everything here than him, although he is already a martial artist at the peak of the Quadruple Evolution of the Later Spirit Realm, but the strength of the Bronze Man here is also not to be underestimated.