The Skyrider

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"This time Ye Feng will definitely be promoted to an outside disciple!"

All the handy disciples looked at Ye Feng with envy.

Not to mention that Ye Feng's own strength is very strong, just talk about the relationship between Ye Feng and the daughter of the palm, and this time he will definitely be promoted to an outside disciple.

Ye Feng became a celebrity of the Luoyun Sect. He cut Xiao Yun and had no relationship with his daughter. He even rumored that Ye Feng's alchemy was amazing, and he once refined a perfect quality of Yan Dan.

It can be shocking to just take out one of these deeds.

Ye Feng's face was calm. Under the watch of everyone, he stood on a bluestone and waited quietly for the disciples' assessment to begin.

His eyes were clear, his clothes were swaying with the wind, and an extraordinary temperament appeared on his body.

"So handsome ...!"

A female handyman looked at Ye Feng blushing.

"Less nympho, Ye Feng is not what you can climb high now."

A female handy disciple who was older was reminded.

"Sorry, why didn't I find Ye Feng so handsome before?"

The crimson female disciple said regretfully.

Many miscellaneous disciples had a lot of opinions about Ye Feng, but Ye Feng's expression was calm, and he ignored the voice of these miscellaneous disciples.

Soon, the discussion of these miscellaneous disciples ceased.

Their eyes also withdrew from Ye Feng's body, looking at several figures falling from the mountain peak.

The head is a middle-aged man, he has a great body, a light blue light around his body, looks very handsome and extraordinary.

"The content of the appraisal of the outer disciples is divided into two parts. The first part is to pass this trial road, and the second part is to test your divine control. As long as you pass these two tests, you can become a disciple of the outer disciples of Luo Yunzong. And enjoy the cultivation resources in the sect! "

The middle-aged man had a serious expression, his eyes glowed, and he swept across many hands.

When gazing at Ye Feng, his gaze stayed a little.

Ye Feng's eyes were clear, and he looked directly at the middle-aged man without changing his face.

He stared straight at him for several seconds before the middle-aged man withdrew his eyes from Ye Feng.

"Promote the evaluation of disciples outside, now!"

He shouted, the bells of Huang Zhong and Da Lu sounded, the entrance to the trial mountain flashed, and the trial road opened instantly.

Uh!

In a flash, all the handy disciples rushed and ran wildly on the trial road.

Ye Feng's face was calm, and he came down from the bluestone and walked slowly towards the trial road.

He is not in a hurry. The test of the road of test is divine power cultivation. The further back, the greater the pressure. Without the support of the triple condensed gas environment, it is impossible to pass this test road.

"Are you Ye Feng?"

When Ye Feng passed the entrance of the trial, the middle-aged man suddenly made a noise and stared at Ye Feng sharply.

"Good, what's wrong?"

Ye Feng looked back calmly, facing the fierce gaze of the middle-aged man, he behaved calmly.

"Youth is not crazy, otherwise it will be easy to die halfway."

The middle-aged said coldly.

"I don't want to hurt people, but others always hurt me for no reason."

Ye Feng said calmly, then stopped, and went directly to the road of trial.

He didn't know what this middle-aged man wanted to express, but he knew clearly that this middle-aged man was hostile to him!

On the trial road, Ye Feng walked very easily without feeling any pressure.

Beside him, some handyman disciples gasped for breath. Their cultivation level was relatively low, and they did not reach the triple condensate atmosphere. They came here to take part in the assessment, just wanting to take chance.

The further you go, the greater the pressure and the number of handy disciples is also significantly reduced.

Ye Feng's face was calm, he had walked a long distance, and he still didn't feel the pressure.

"This ... Ye Feng, now how much weight is being repaired?"

A breathless handy disciple looked at Ye Feng with envy. He came here to the limit. He couldn't even take a step forward, but Ye Feng walked easily.

"I don't know ... but I clearly know that Xiao Yun, the disciple of the five-fold condensed atmosphere, died in his hands."

Another handy disciple said.

"so smart?!"

The face of the handyman who had just spoken changed greatly, and his face was full of shock.

Ye Feng calmed down, his footsteps were steady like Mount Tai, and he walked forward step by step without hurry.

"It's almost at the top of the mountain."

Ye Feng looked up and was a few hundred meters away from the exit of the mountaintop.

He looked around for a while and found that there were only a dozen handy disciples who could come here.

This elimination rate is really too high, there are more than 500 handy disciples, but in the end, there are only a dozen left, and these dozens may not all come to the end.

At this moment, Ye Feng's eyebrows suddenly picked up, and he felt a strong pressure coming from all directions, as heavy as the mountains.

"It seems to have reached a critical point and the pressure has increased."

Ye Feng's face was calm, not nervous at all.

He did not use divine power to explode the physical strength of the first-order Eucharist, resisting the pressure from all directions, and walking towards the top of the mountain step by step.

With a loud bang, a handy disciple in front of him could not bear such pressure and rolled down from the top of the mountain.

"Do what you can, don't be too forced."

Ye Feng calmed his hand and supported the body of the handyman, so that he stopped his body and no longer rolled down.

"Thank you."

This handy disciple was pale, and it was already his limit to come here. The pressure ahead was too great for him to move forward at all.

"It's okay."

Ye Feng smiled friendly, and then went on.

Just then, a mocking voice came from behind him.

"Hey, I can't protect myself anymore. I still want to protect others. I'm almost laughing to death."

Ye Feng looked back, and several young people were looking at him with a big smile on their faces.

"who are you?"

Ye Feng frowned, and he sensed that the breath of these young people was unusual, unlike ordinary handymen.

"It doesn't matter who we are, the important thing is that someone doesn't want you to go on."

A young man with short hair came out. He exuded a sharp air, very conceited, and looked at Ye Feng with a provocative look.

Ye Feng was alert, he was thinking about who these young people sent to deal with him.

Wang He?

Ziqing?

Or Bai Jie?

He thought about all the people who had grievances with him, and felt that these people might shoot him.

"Are you going down here by yourself, or let our brothers help you?"

The young man with short hair looked at Ye Feng playfully, and did not take Ye Feng into his eyes at all.

"Who sent you."

Ye Feng's face was slightly dark, and his gaze swept coldly towards the short-haired young man.