Because after Yang Ran performed the first form of the "Seven Injuries Fist", he was actually counterattacked, and the major meridians in his body were corroded and damaged by a dark energy, causing his blood and qi to be damaged, and a mouthful of blood flowed out backwards.

But the strange thing is that after the major tendons and veins were damaged, there was actually a golden energy that slowly repaired all the tendons and veins in his body, and the repaired meridians were actually widened, and the toughness was stronger.

However, Yang Ran figured out in a blink of an eye that it must be the two supreme scriptures "Yijin Jing" and "Tao Te Ching" that are playing a huge role.

If what he thinks is correct, it should be the "Yi Jin Sutra" that plays the main role, thinking that the "Yi Jin Sutra" in the rivers and lakes of Huaxia was originally a stunning miracle that made the warrior reborn and the flesh and blood of the living, so his meridian injuries were naturally healed.

A flash of joy flashed in Yang Ran's eyes, then this terrifying forbidden martial arts "Seven Injuries Fist" is a deadly poisonous skill for ordinary martial artists, and it will kill him when touched, but it is a rare martial art for him, because the damage of the "Seven Injuries Fist" to the meridians of the martial artist is a sharp weapon for him to stimulate the cultivation of the meridians.

"Seven Wounds Fist" is simply tailor-made for him!

Yang Ran just had a slight hint of joy on his face, and then turned calm, his dark eyes were clear, although the exercises were very important, but cultivation required not only exercises, but also talent, and countless sweat and efforts.

Of course, there is also ———— killing!

Yang Ran was about to find a secluded place full of spiritual energy, and carefully searched the geographical environment of the Biyun Sect in his mind.

The entire Biyun Mountain is beautiful and green, covering an area of hundreds of miles, with hundreds of thousands of slaves and miscellaneous servants, hundreds of thousands of inner and outer doors, elite disciples, plus a group of deacons and elders, there are about 500,000 people, and these people's food, clothing, housing, transportation, cultivation places and other areas are all divided into them.

In the very center of the Biyun Sect is a 10,000-zhang peak, like a divine sword straight into the sky, this is the most sacred and mysterious place of the Biyun Sect - Biyun Peak, which is indeed worthy of its name.

It was the holy place that all the disciples of the Biyun Sect longed for in their hearts, and the place that all the disciples of Biyun dreamed of.

And the whole Biyun surrounds Biyun Peak, the inner hundred miles are the inner gate, the outer two hundred miles are the outer gate, and the outer disciples and miscellaneous disciples all live in the outer gate.

Yang Ran slowly thought about where to go, after all, the outer gate was nearly two hundred miles away, and it was easy to find a secluded place with abundant aura.

Of course, the outer door aura is abundant, and it can't be compared with the inner door, the inner gate has a gathering array set up by the array mage, and the abundance of heaven and earth aura is ten times that of the outer gate's aura, and the resource conditions have thrown the outer door off I don't know how many streets.

Yang Ran entered the house and changed into a gray suit, with an outstanding figure, walking in a tiger's step, stepping into the courtyard in a few steps, and then walking towards the pile of rubble on the side of the independent courtyard.

He knocked and pounded in the pile of rubble, walked to a man-high boulder, knocked it, sensed the sound, and kept muttering: "This is not good!

I came to a boulder with a length and width of five meters, knocked on it, and listened to the sound it reflected, the sound was very dull, and my eyes lit up: "This is it." ”

Yang Ran pulled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms, clenched his fists, bent his legs to raise his breath, grabbed the palms of his hands tightly on both sides of the boulder, and his arm muscles appeared like dragons, and he shouted: "......."

The boulder was lifted by Yang Ran and carried it on his shoulder, like an ancient giant carrying a mountain, Yang Ran felt that this boulder had a thousand catties, which pressed him to breathe a little heavily, and the blood flow speed was more than doubled, like a big river rushing in the blood.

Yang Ran laughed: "Happy!!" He walked out carrying a thousand catties of boulders.

Although he was carrying a thousand catties of boulders, Yang Ran walked like he had nothing on his back, walking like flying, and walking on the way.

In a lively place, a young man in yellow was boxing, and his mouth kept spitting out the words "drink!" and "drink", looking at his fist style is strong and powerful, and his body from time to time reveals a domineering meaning, obviously practicing the low-grade martial arts "Overlord Boxing".

The young man in yellow was boxing intently, and there were a few cheers around him from time to time.

"Tsk! This move is strong and domineering, and the punches are powerful, not bad!"

"Liu Leng's 'Overlord Fist' has already been practiced a little hot!"

"Who said it wasn't! He might be about to ascend to a comprehension realm and reach the realm of Dacheng!"

At this moment, there was a sudden rumbling sound in the distance, as if a wild bull beast was rampage, blowing around everyone like a gust of wind, leaving only the wind and dust in the sky.

"Poof" "Poof"

Everyone slapped the dust and mud on their bodies, and kept asking questions in their mouths.

"Who is this man?" "I don't know"

"I see that his blood is like a fierce tiger, and he is running with a boulder, and his strength is amazing!"

Suddenly, a person seemed to recognize Yang Ran: "How do I think he looks like the notorious waste Yang Ran at the outer gate?"

"It's not like, it's just that!"

Everyone knew at once that the young man carrying the boulder was Yang Ran, but there was still a bit of disbelief and doubt between everyone's eyes, why did he suddenly become amazing.

Liu Leng, who was the focus of everyone just now, couldn't help it, he actually asked a waste to raise a body of dust, and was ridden by a waste to pee on his head, how could he bear it.

Therefore, Liu Leng carried his true qi on the soles of his feet, used light skills, and was as agile as a cheetah, and jumped in front of Yang Ran in a few steps of brushing, blocking the middle of the road, standing with his hands in his hands, looking like a martial arts master.

Yang Ran looked at the yellow-clothed young man who was blocking the middle of the road, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and asked, "Who is Your Excellency? We don't seem to know each other!"

Liu Leng looked proud and said condescendingly: "You don't know me, I know you, you are the famous waste Yang Ran!"

"What the hell are you doing?" Yang Ran's eyes were slightly cold.

Liu Leng still said arrogantly: "I heard that you and Senior Brother Zhang Hu and Zhang made a life-and-death battle a month later, and I want to come to Senior Brother Yang's cultivation is extraordinary, so I came to ask for advice!"

Yang Ran said lightly: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested!"

"Waste is waste, even I don't dare to compete, and I still want to challenge Senior Brother Zhang, it's just an idiot's dream, what a waste!" Liu Leng said in a strange manner.

A cold glow suddenly flashed in Yang Ran's black eyes, and he said lightly: "Yes, since you sincerely invite me to be a waste, then I, a waste, will teach you today!"

Liu Leng smiled gloomily, and after running the fourth true qi of the spiritual realm in his body, the momentum on his body suddenly changed, and a domineering intent was generated, and Ling Ran Yang Ran pressed towards Yang Ran on the top of his head.

Yang Ran didn't move, and said indifferently: "You have this ability." ”

"Hehe, hey, I'm going to get you on your knees and beg for mercy. Liu Leng was a little dignified in his heart, but he still had a sneer on his face.

Then, Liu Leng stepped out, his whole body exuded a domineering momentum, and the true qi in his body gathered into his fist like a stream, and his fist was gray jade, like a hammer smashed towards Yang Ran.

In the face of this domineering punch, Yang Ran was indifferent, and fought against it lightly with a punch. ！