About twenty figures that looked like gods and demons descended from the sky.
Falling towards the four Yuanlings who were rushing towards Yang Feng.
boom!
boom!
…
The four chaotic souls were defeated by the descending projection of the Chaos Demon God.
Ye Yaoyao's beautiful eyes were frightened, but she was not a woman who had never seen the world before. The sword in her hand was slashing towards Yang Feng.
boom!
A projection of the demon god stretched out his hand to hold the sword stabbed by Ye Yaoyao.
"Yang Feng, if you have the guts, just remove the golden elixir will, and we'll come back again."
Ye Yaoyao didn't expect that the Chaos Yuanling ranked sixth on her gold list would be so far behind the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods ranked first.
You know, the current three thousand Chaos Demon Gods are still bound by the shackles of heaven. Without the shackles of heaven, one can imagine how powerful Yang Feng is.
"Ha! As you wish."
Yang Feng removed the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods behind him. If this woman wanted to fight, let her lose.
"good!"
The quality of Ye Yaoyao's sword is that of a quasi-holy sword. The grades of magic weapons are divided into: mortal weapons, treasure weapons, spiritual weapons, magical weapons, sacred weapons, and divine weapons.
It is subdivided into: extreme, upper, middle and lower grades.
Only Ye Yaoyao can possess a quasi-holy sword in the stage of becoming a god. Anyone who has anything to do with the holy word is not easy to mess with.
Yang Feng looked at the opponent's sword and almost cursed in his heart.
The quality of the quasi-holy sword is better than that of all Yang Feng's current swords.
Moreover, behind the other party, there was a faint shadow flickering.
Yang Feng was no stranger to this frivolous figure.
Sword Spirit!
After the sword moves freely, the sword spirit first awakens. Yang Feng cannot reach this stage in a short time.
The Ye Yaoyao in front of me is obviously at this level, but I don't know exactly which realm it is at.
With the halberd broken and the sword broken, Yang Feng had no reservations.
Controlling the Lingsha Sword to resist the opponent's quasi-holy sword, he mounted the Sky-Swallowing Halberd, filled with imperial power.
Ye Yaoyao frowned, her beautiful eyes staring at the black mist on the blade of Yang Feng's Heavenly Halberd.
It brings her a kind of threat. You must know that although her current cultivation level is limited, the rest is still what she had in the divine transformation stage.
Ye Yaoyao originally thought that with his own swordsmanship, he should be able to defeat Yang Feng, but now it seems that Yang Feng still has a lot of hidden cards.
boom!
The broken halberd and broken sword met Ye Yaoyao's quasi-holy sword. At this time, Ye Yaoyao had a sword spirit manifested behind him.
Like a divine aid, Yang Feng's swordsmanship was not even a bit worse than his own.
"cough!"
Yang Feng flew backwards and coughed slightly. There was some dust on his body, but he did not suffer any other injuries.
"I forgot to tell you that my physical strength is comparable to a holy weapon. Your quasi-holy sword is not enough to hurt me."
After saying that, Yang Feng punched Ye Yaoyao and knocked him off the ancient battle platform.
A light word and a casual movement.
The five people in the audience of Gu Zhan were all dumbfounded.
Especially Yang Feng's last words, "My physical body is as strong as a holy weapon. You want to hurt me? It's not enough!"
How domineering and arrogant.
"Hurry up and save people."
"Sister Yaoyao."
…
Seeing the figure of Ye Yaoyao who was blown off the ancient battle platform by Yang Feng, Chu Linglong was the first to fly to catch Ye Yaoyao's falling body.
The whole place was dead silent.
Ye Yaoyao is a famous witch in the entire Zhuxian University. No one dares to provoke her, and her cultivation level is the best among her peers.
Wenren Chuixue, Mo Bufan and others saw for the first time that someone could actually knock Ye Yaoyao away with one punch.
"Sister Yaoyao, are you okay?"
Chu Linglong knew the rules of the ancient battle arena. This was a first-level instructor qualification assessment. Naturally, from the moment they entered the arena, their cultivation realm was limited to the early to mid-Golden Core stage.
"Linglong, he, I... how could it be possible?"
Ye Yaoyao could not accept the fact that she was Ye Yaoyao, a legend of Zhuxian University and the daughter of Ye Kunlun.
She is also the top evil genius in Zhuxian University's class. In the entire Zhuxian University, Pan Xuan is the only one who is more talented than her.
Now, she was fighting against someone in the same situation, and she was defeated so miserably that she had almost no power to resist.
Yang Feng is like an invincible war god, with unparalleled physical body and cultivation.
"Sister Yaoyao, he has a dual cultivation of immortal body and is invincible in the same realm. It is not unfair for you to lose to him."
Chu Linglong still knew a lot about Yang Feng.
"It is absolutely impossible to cultivate both the immortal body and the immortal body. It is not easy for him to cultivate to the golden elixir at such an age. How can he still achieve such achievements in the physical body? I don't believe it!"
Ye Yaoyao's beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief. There was no way such an almighty monster could exist.
"Yang Feng, why did you hold back the punch just now?"
Ye Yaoyao, who has a fiery personality, stood under the ancient battle stage and asked.
"Hmph! It's no big deal that I can defeat you with my dual cultivation of the Immortal Body and the Immortal Body. Besides, you are a student of Zhuxian University and my senior sister. I should keep my hands on you both emotionally and rationally."
Yang Feng's previous punch seemed extremely explosive and spared no effort, but in fact, he had no intention of hurting Ye Yaoyao.
For a proud daughter like her who is overbearing and unreasonable, it is enough to extinguish her arrogance, there is no need to damage its roots.
Besides, Yang Feng was still a little wary of Ye Yao's cultivation in the early stage of demonization.
If he really wants to fight, the opponent will use the power of the field. Although he has the Eye of Desolation, it will not help in this situation.
So I hope this woman can know that he has shown mercy.
"Ha! Who needs you to cry like a cat? Come down and apologize to me in person. Let's forget about it. Otherwise, when you finish the assessment, I will beat you to the ground."
Ye Yaoyao had suffered such a big loss, how could he just let it go? Naturally, he had to regain his position.
"Apologise? It seems that Yang didn't provoke you, right?"
Yang Feng frowned, and then spoke calmly.
"Then you don't want to apologize?"
Ye Yaoyao played with the black hair on her shoulders with her fingers, and spoke in a playful manner.
"It's inexplicable. I, Yang, have done nothing wrong, and I haven't done anything to offend Senior Ye. It's impossible for me to apologize."
The tone is sonorous and powerful.
Yang Feng's words fell into Ye Yaoyao's ears, and a trace of anger flashed in his black pupils. Don't apologize? No one in Zhuxian University dared to talk to her like this.
As for Chu Linglong and the other five people, they stared at Yang Feng with big eyes and small eyes.
It's better to meet him than to be famous. They used to say that Yang Feng was gentle and elegant, but when they met today, they saw his rather domineering side.
Ye Yaoyao was a popular figure in Zhuxian University, and her followers were countless. Yang Feng actually dared to do this and refused to apologize, which really made them look at him with admiration.
"Okay! Yang Feng, right? Let's see which one is stronger, your bones or my sword."
Ye Yaoyao, just tell me, this matter can't be ok.
Yang Feng turned a deaf ear and went directly to complete the first item of the tutor assessment.
Test your physical strength.
Yang Feng came to a sky-reaching stone pillar, punched it towards the stone pillar.
The numbers on the power display on the stone pillar are constantly changing.
1000,
2500,
3000,
…
20,000 pounds.
It won't change anymore.
Seeing the force of Yang Feng's punch, the six people in Gu Zhan's audience were all dumbfounded. Even Ye Yaoyao, who had always been extremely proud, had ups and downs in his heart.
A total of 20,000 kilograms of strength, is this something a human being can possess?
No wonder she was fighting in the same place just now, and the opponent knocked her off the ancient battle platform with just one punch. It seemed that as Yang Feng said, the previous punch was indeed retained.
20,000 kilograms is not Yang Feng's limit. You must know that Yang Feng's physical cultivation is now at the third level of the Marrow Cleansing Realm.
Marrow washing realm: Marrow washing and hair removal. After the spiritual consciousness enters the body, one can see inside. Marrow washing and hair removal means changing a person's qualifications, and it can also remove impurities from the human body, allowing people to have a dirt-free body without any dirt in the body. any impurities.
If you want to cultivate to the ninth level of the Marrow Cleansing Realm, you must refine your body to be stain-free before you can break into the next physical realm.
Yang Feng's current physical strength is a full 30,000 kilograms.
After Yang Feng blasted out 20,000 kilograms of physical force, a mechanical assessment sound sounded in the stone pillar.
"Physical test, excellent!"
In the audience of Gu Zhan, Ximen Xiaotian couldn't help but said rudely: "This is not a human being, it's a monster."
"Twenty thousand pounds of physical strength. If he can survive in the hands of the witch, he can make friends."
Zhang Qing hummed thoughtfully in a low voice.
"Looking at his appearance, he seems to have some reservations. Yang Feng, Yang Feng, what kind of person are you?"
Chu Linglong was a little curious in her heart.
"Twenty thousand kilograms of physical strength? I will let you know that in the face of the absolute realm of cultivation, any physical cultivation is false!"
From Ye Yaoyao's point of view, although Yang Feng's physical power was powerful, the level of cultivation between the two of them was not at the same level at all. Yang Feng's attempt to rely on his physical advantage was useless.
Yang Feng was not shocked by this result. Everything was under his control.
And just after Yang Feng finished testing his physical strength, Ye Yaoyao and others also went to the ancient battlefield for assessment.
The second assessment tests the spiritual roots of the immortal cultivators.
Yang Feng did not start immediately, but looked back at Ye Yaoyao, who was undergoing a test of physical strength.
"Physical test, good!"
Ye Yaoyao, after the bigu period, gave up refining the body and concentrated on cultivating immortality. The physical realm stopped at the bone tempering realm.
Being able to have a strength of three thousand kilograms is already considered outstanding among the immortal cultivators of his generation. Most of the immortal cultivators Yang Feng met were in the mortal realm.
"Physical test, passed!"
"Physical test, passed!"
…
The four people behind, including Wenren Chuixue, Mo Bufan, and Ximen Xiaotian, all passed the physical test.
Chu Linglong walked to where Yang Feng was first and waited for Ye Yaoyao and others to finish the first assessment.
"Yang Feng, why don't you have the nerve to start the second assessment? Or are you worried about being ridiculed by me? Don't worry, I, Ye, am not that boring."
Ye Yaoyao imitated Yang Feng's tone and said.
"Sister Yaoyao, then I, Mo Bufan, will start by offering some advice."
Mo Bufan took the initiative and walked to a spiritual pond.
This spiritual pool tests the monk's spiritual roots.
As we all know, if a cultivator wants to embark on the path of cultivating immortality, the most important thing is to awaken his spiritual roots. Spiritual roots are the bridge that connects the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Without spiritual roots, he is just like an urban mortal.
Unable to sense the aura of heaven and earth.
Walking into the center of the spiritual pool, colorful ripples appeared around Mo Bufan.
Mo Bufan, who was in the center of the evil spirit, was filled with a faint halo, as if he was receiving some kind of sacred baptism.
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