Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Seeing Ye Feng and Pang Lin enter the square, many people stop talking and look at them, especially the eyes on Ye Feng. There are admiration, envy, jealousy and hatred.

Especially the Fang family, they gathered together, and Fang Hao, who took the lead, looked at Ye Feng, full of resentment and strong killing intention.

The Fang family was originally one of the stronger groups, but now the old Sanfang Wei was abandoned by Ye Feng, and the old Erfang town was seriously injured. In addition, six or seven martial guards were seriously injured and could not enter the secret place. As a result, the number of people was reduced by more than half, and the overall strength decreased significantly.

Originally, the three legitimate CHILDES of the Fang family could achieve excellent results. Of course, it is impossible for all of them to become inner disciples, but the most powerful Fang Hao has a high probability of becoming inner disciples and Fang Zhen and Fang Wei become outer disciples.

But now being suppressed by Ye Feng, their overall strength has declined, and even destroyed their spirit to a certain extent. Except Fang Hao, others may return in vain. Why don't you hate Ye Feng?

"Hum... Ye, there are no inner disciples in the secret territory to protect you. At that time, it depends on how you die!"

Fang Hao's eyes are like poisonous snakes. He doesn't hide his endless hatred and plans are brewing in his heart.

Many of these disciples gathered in the square have seen Ye Feng for a long time and seen his strength. However, some of them came a few days later and did not witness Ye Feng's demeanor against Fang Hao.

Soon there was a whisper around.

"How can a congenital seven fold appear here? I heard that the death rate of 10000 Jue cases has reached more than 30%. Isn't this a gift?"

"Shut up. Do you know who he is? He is the leaf maple..."

"Is he Ye Feng? The guy with an inner disciple behind him? Tut Tut, but that's it."

"You haven't seen Ye Feng beat Fang Weifang town. Even Fang Hao, who is half empty, inspired the seeds of knife intention, and suffered a loss in Ye Feng's hand. If you continue to talk nonsense, please stand away from me to avoid getting angry."

"Ha ha, you are too timid. A congenital seven weights will scare you..."

"There are some geniuses whose strength can't be measured by cultivation. Although Ye Feng has only seven innate qualities, he definitely has half empty strength. In my opinion, he has one of the internal disciples this time..."

"Hey, you think too much of him. Every time wanjue sect opens, only the three with the highest points are recruited as internal disciples. They are born with seven weights, which has never happened in tens of thousands of years since the founding of the sect."

There was a loud voice in the crowd.

Others spoke with more or less scruples, and their voices were generally very low, but this man was not afraid and immediately attracted a sideways glance.

The speaker was a fat young man, tall and strong, and his accomplishments were also half empty.

"What's Ye Feng? What's it like to defeat Fang Hao? Fang Hao may not be able to reach the top three among thousands of people here with the strength of Dao Yi seed, but you know? The number of martial artists participating in the wanjue sect assessment is dozens of times higher than here. Even the first person in another hospital can't say he can reach the top three."

"What's more, how can a really powerful person make a random move before the examination? Wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. Everyone knows the truth of making a lot of money with a dull voice. How can a real expert put himself on the cusp of the storm?"

"Ye Feng just defeated a few losers. If I thought that I could get into the inner door, I Liu Runze wouldn't pay attention to him." the fat young man continued to talk.

Originally, when he said that "what Ye Feng defeated was rubbish", a group of people in the Fang family looked bad. Several were about to swear at their mother, but the fat young man immediately asked them to swallow the dirty language that was about to be exported as soon as they signed up.

"Liu Runze? Liu Runze, who is the 29th in XUANBANG, is known as a sword breaking the sky?"

"When I went, it was this man. No wonder he was not afraid to offend the Fang family and Ye Feng. It is said that this man had long understood the meaning of the sword. The meaning of the sky breaking sword was like a mountain. He once killed the virtual realm... He even came to join wanjuezong..."

"Yes, Ye Feng, this arrogant guy, can't imagine how powerful the XUANBANG warrior will be!"

"Doesn't it mean that as long as you are on the XUANBANG list, you are eligible to directly join the seven holy places? Why do XUANBANG experts have to participate in the assessment?"

"You ask me, who do I ask? Why don't you ask Liu Runze yourself..."

Many people were talking, and there was a lot of noise in the square.

In particular, the appearance of Liu Runze, the XUANBANG martial artist, has added many variables to this assessment, because according to the past practice, the 36 great masters of XUANBANG in the yuan and Wu mainland can become the inner disciples of holy land forces without assessment.

Ye Feng didn't pay much attention to the sounds around him.

He just looked at Liu Runze, a fat young man not far away, and seemed to feel something. The XUANBANG master also happened to project his eyes. They had a "intimate" collision in mid air, and both saw a strong sense of war in each other's eyes

Ye Feng felt a chill in his heart.

Liu Runze is definitely stronger than Fang Hao.

XUANBANG master deserves his reputation!

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After another moment, suddenly, a magnificent momentum surged in the distant sky.

The originally noisy square suddenly became very quiet at this moment.

All the examiners in the audience once again felt the same majestic pressure as before. Everyone looked serious and tried their best to run against each other. At this moment, they just felt as if there was a huge mountain falling from the sky and rolling down, making it difficult for them to even breathe.

When they looked up, they saw an old man in purple robe with white hair standing in the air, emitting a surging momentum.

This person should be the inner sect elder of wanjue sect who presided over the assessment.

The examination elder glanced at the square below and saw that all the martial artists looked up at themselves. He couldn't help smiling and said in a loud voice: "You are all young talents recommended by various places to participate in this introductory examination. I won't say much about some basic knowledge of the examination. I think everyone should know something about it. In previous assessments, countless martial artists died in the secret territory. Those with insufficient strength want to quit now. It's still time. Does anyone want to quit?"

The purple robed elder said and stared down.

There was some commotion in the square, but since they had come here with great pains, naturally no one would flinch easily, and the martial artists present were young talents, who had strong confidence in themselves.

After waiting for a moment, seeing that no one chose to quit, the purple robed elder nodded and continued to speak