There were less than fifty people left, looking at each other in confusion. There were not many places, and now Yang Feng asked for one more person to leave.
Although they were furious, they were more than capable. The fierce battle just now had already consumed a lot of Dantian energy. It was easy to think about dealing with Yang Feng.
"Sir, there are only five places left, can you show your favor?"
Of the seventeen places, only five are still unclaimed.
Yang Feng opened his mouth and wanted to leave. Wouldn't this push them to a dead end?
Although they are angry in their hearts now, they can only hold on and not vent it out.
"I'm not a domineering and unreasonable person. I only want one of these five places. If you hadn't wanted to use Zhou Hun's sister as a threat just now, how could he be trapped by you?"
Yang Feng's words made them feel ashamed, because what Yang Feng said was indeed the truth.
Zhou Hun was also staying by his sister Zhou Zimeng's side, looking at Yang Feng.
He was dressed in plain white clothes and had a two-foot broken sword.
He has a handsome face and a tall and straight figure.
His conversation is extraordinary and his every move exudes a charming charm.
"Sir, don't worry about me, I have to take care of my sister."
"Oh! I forgot to add one more to Zi Meng's quota."
Yang Feng knelt down and looked at Zhou Zimeng, and said softly: "Zimeng, do you want to become a strong man and protect your brother?"
Zhou Zimeng showed her crescent-shaped eyebrows and the smile on her face was soothing.
"think."
Simple and neat.
Yang Feng had never seen this charming, simple smile since he entered Zhuxian University.
"Zimeng, I will protect you forever."
Zhou Hun held a seven-foot spear in his hand and stood beside Zhou Zimeng, his face full of doting.
"Did you hear that? Give up one more spot."
The Broken Sword was inserted into the ground.
The momentum bloomed all over his body, forcing everyone to retreat.
"You, you, don't bully others too much!"
"There are only a few places left, so be careful."
…
After hearing Yang Feng's words, these people finally stopped holding back.
Yang Feng took away two more places, leaving only three places.
And they still have forty people who haven't taken any quota.
"There are still three spots left. You can fight for them. I will never interfere this time."
Yang Feng couldn't say anything. After all, he had said before that he would not get involved in this matter, just because he felt that the name Zhou Hun made him feel good.
That's why he took action to save the miserable brother and sister Zhou Hun.
"You, hum! You'd better keep your word, otherwise I don't mind inciting everyone to fight you to the death."
Although these forty people were furious, they still maintained some sense.
Yang Feng was recharging his energy, but they were already exhausted.
It is obviously irrational to choose to go head-to-head with Yang Feng now. If he is not careful, these three remaining places may fall into Yang Feng's hands.
At that time, the gains will really outweigh the losses.
"Don't worry, everyone, I will never take action this time."
Yang Feng assured everyone.
Looking at the high-spirited Yang Feng, Zhou Hun's heart, which had been silent for a long time, beat suddenly.
No one knows that he is a supreme being who seizes his body as a "Hunxian".
Zhou Hun, a brother and sister who were born in poverty, have been dependent on each other since childhood.
He awakened the rare three spiritual roots, and was favored by the immortal cultivating forces, and was accepted as a closed disciple.
My younger sister, Zhou Zimeng, has a broken bloodline and cannot cultivate, so she can only be a mortal for the rest of her life. Zhou Hun obtained the "Hunxian" inheritance, and relied on the memory of "Hongxian" to find a way for Zhou Zimeng to embark on cultivating immortality.
Zhou Hun is a very ambitious man. He has the inheritance of "Hunxian" and has three spiritual roots. He is unique in cultivating immortals. However, he was taken advantage of by his master because he rescued his sister Zhou Zimeng's broken blood.
After one of his spiritual roots was taken away, he changed from three spiritual roots to a genius with two spiritual roots.
Although she has the memory of being a "mixed immortal", it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. On the way to becoming an immortal, a wealthy couple and a land are indispensable.
So Zhou Hun took his sister to Rentu Village. In this place where people eat people, they struggled all the way, and finally reached the Great Perfection of the Bigu Stage.
Until Yang Feng's appearance, he felt incredible.
He has the memory of "Hunxian" inheritance, and it is not difficult to see the clues from Yang Feng.
Dual cultivation of immortal body and body is a dead end in Daxia Star. If you put a label on it, even in his eyes, this road is also a dead end. The resources for physical cultivation are too terrifying.
Daxia Star, this inferior galaxy, is too barren to produce such a monster with both immortal body and body.
Although Yang Feng used the concealment technique of the Canxian, Zhou Hun had the inheritance of the Huxian, and he could tell Yang Feng's physical cultivation and level of cultivation at a glance.
Cultivation level: middle stage of bigu stage, physical cultivation level: first level of Yijin realm.
Such a person, even Zhou Hun, the person with the inheritance of Hun Immortal, can't compare to him.
"Sir, I would like to thank Zhou Hun here."
"You're welcome, little bastard, I see my own reflection in you, don't worry."
Yang Feng patted Zhou Hun on the shoulder and told him not to pay attention.
In the past and even now, hasn't Yang Feng been struggling with his mother's illness?
Zhou Hun was also willing to sacrifice his dignity for his sister.
In fact, Yang Feng could detect the vague and mysterious aura on Zhou Hun's body. He didn't know if it was an illusion, because he seemed familiar with that aura, but he couldn't remember where he had met it.
"Brother, what's your name?"
Zhou Zimeng asked with a blush on his crutches. Upon hearing this, Zhu Chen, Zhu Dan and Zhou Hun all focused their eyes on Yang Feng.
"Yang Feng."
"You can just call me Yang Feng from now on. You don't have to be long. It sounds awkward if you are short."
Yang Fengkou is straightforward and straightforward. He has always disliked red tape and prefers to keep everything simple.
"Hehe! From now on, Zi Meng will call you Brother Yang."
Zhou Zimeng was always surrounded by people, either Zhou Hun or Zhu Chen's brother and sister.
"You can do whatever you want."
Yang Feng's eyes didn't dare to linger on Zhou Zimeng, because he always felt an inexplicable aura sweeping over him.
He was sure that this person was Zhou Hun, and Zhou Hun gave him an unusual feeling, like a peerless sword that had not yet been sharpened.
Then he looked at the battlefield. There were forty people. In just half a quarter of an hour, only twenty people were left, and the remaining three places were also claimed.
"Tsk, tsk! Sure enough, one general can make thousands of bones wither!"
Yang Feng shook his head.
Nearly a hundred people, who had won the place in the secret realm, finally came to an end, but many people died. Fortunately, Yang Feng had the foresight.
Use your combat power to intimidate everyone.
This prevented a bloody battle and saved a lot of energy.
"Brother Feng, the messenger is coming soon."
"Oh! Is this messenger coming to see me?"
Yang Feng asked curiously.
I had heard someone say before that a messenger would be there the next day to take him to his circle.
This battle for quotas lasted day and night and finally came to an end.
"Young Master Feng, in addition to coming to pick you up, this envoy is also here to confirm the list of names for the Bigu Secret Realm that will be opened in six days."
Nowadays, all matters in Tianxuan Cave are taken care of by messengers.
Because the top ten ghost heroes, as well as the cave master Tian Xuanzi, are preparing for the secret realm.
Opportunities in secret realms are of great importance. Who doesn’t want to compete for treasure resources?
Improve your own cultivation and cultivate in the immortal world. The strong have always been respected.
Just like in this Tianxuan Cave, Tian Xuanzi is the one who makes the rules. He has the final say in this cave.
Now that Yang Feng was able to obtain five places by himself, he relied on his superb combat power. Without combat power and cultivation, it was undoubtedly wishful thinking to obtain five places.
boom!
A heavy sense of oppression fell from the sky, causing Yang Feng's body to sink slightly.
Zhou Hun and others also felt a pressure of breath, and a sense of suffocation enveloped their hearts.
"See the messenger!"
"See the messenger!"
…
A figure descended from the sky, standing with hands behind its hands, eyes full of indifference.
His clothes are fluttering, his sleeves are breezy, he has a goatee, his face is kind, and he is not angry or intimidating.
Everyone knelt down together. Looking at the whole world, it was extremely conspicuous.
Only Yang Feng and Zhou Hun were the only ones to offer their hands slightly, and did not perform any kneeling ceremony.
"Huh? That's interesting. I didn't expect that there would be two characters like this in this heroic battle."
As an envoy, he is very discerning. Just by looking at the aura of the two people, he knew that these two people had the potential to hide in the dragon.
Zhou Hun did not kneel down, which was expected by Yang Feng, because he knew that although Zhou Hun was not strong in combat ability, he had a proud character.
If it weren't for his sister, Zhou Zimeng's life would have been in danger before, and he would never have bowed to Yang Feng.
"What are your names? Why don't you kneel down when you see this envoy?"
The envoy's pressure was still unabated, but he wanted to test Zhou Hun and Yang Feng. They deliberately revealed their cultivation in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir stage at their location.
The golden elixir will of the golden elixir stage monks represents the will of heaven and earth, and ordinary monks cannot resist it at all.
Although Zhou Hun possesses the inheritance of the Immortal, after all, his cultivation is the Great Perfection of the Bigu Stage. It seems that he is only one step away, but the gap is like a natural chasm.
Moreover, he is an immortal cultivator. Facing the golden elixir will of a strong man in the middle golden elixir stage, he can only resist desperately.
Yang Feng's situation is much better than that of Zhou Hun. His physical strength is at the first level of Yijin Realm, but he is even more powerful, but the will of the golden elixir not only exerts physical pressure, but also affects people's sea of consciousness.
"Young man Yang Feng, senior, our monks have gold at their knees, and we must not kneel down easily."
"Boy Zhou Hun, senior, monks like us only kneel to the sky and the ground, and to our parents."
The two of them resisted the oppression of Jin Dan's will and spoke with sonorous words.
"Okay, what a Yang Feng, what a Zhou Hun, I guess you are all on the list for this Bigu Secret Realm, right?"
The messenger joked that the previous serious expression was gone, giving people a very approachable feeling.
"Lord Messenger, I have something to say. This Yang Feng deliberately concealed the identity of Gui Xiong and his cultivation level in order to make us Baixiong surrender to him. Do you think he is a traitor?"
In Tianxuan Cave, all matters were decided by the cave master, but now that Tian Xuanzi is practicing in seclusion, all matters are left to the envoy to take care of it.
"Oh? Yang Feng, does this matter? Take off your disguise and wait for this envoy to investigate your cultivation."
In order to confirm whether Yang Feng deliberately concealed his cultivation and wanted to control the Baixiong force.
The envoy couldn't help but feel serious. The matter was of great importance and must be investigated.
"Haha! Yang always walks and sits upright, just let the messenger check."
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