Chapter 32

"Ye Feng will definitely be promoted to a disciple of the outer clan this time!"

All the servants looked at Ye Feng with envy.

Not to mention the strong strength of Ye Feng himself, but only the relationship between Ye Feng and his daughter, the leader teacher, will definitely be promoted to an external disciple this time.

Ye Feng became a famous person of Luoyun sect. He killed Xiao Yun and had a close relationship with his daughter. There was even a rumor that Ye Feng's alchemy was amazing. He once made a perfect quality resident pill.

Any one of these stories can be shocking.

Ye Feng's face was calm. He stood on a bluestone and waited for the examination of the disciples of the outer gate to begin.

In his eyes, he has a brilliant light, his clothes are swinging with the wind, and there is an extraordinary temperament in his body.

"So handsome..."

A female worker disciple looks at Ye Feng with a crimson face.

"The current leaf wind is not something you can climb up."

A female factotum disciple, who was older, said.

"I regret that I didn't find Ye Feng so handsome before..."

The scarlet faced female worker disciple said regretfully.

Many disciples of the factotum talked about Ye Feng one after another, but Ye Feng's face was calm, and he ignored the voices of these disciples.

Soon, the voices of these factotum disciples stopped.

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

The leader is a middle-aged man. He has a great figure and a light blue light. He looks very handsome.

"There are two parts in the evaluation of the disciples of the outer clan. The first part is to pass this test road, and the second part is to test your power control. As long as you pass these two tests, you can become the disciples of the outer clan of Luoyun clan and enjoy the cultivation resources in the clan!"

The middle-aged man's expression is serious, his eyes are shining, and he sweeps through the multitudinous factotum one by one.

When he saw Ye Feng, his eyes stopped slightly.

Ye Feng's eyes are clear, and his face looks straight at the middle-aged man.

It took several seconds for the middle-aged man to look straight at Ye Feng.

"Assessment on promotion of external disciples, now!"

When he had a big drink, the bell like Huang Zhong and Da LV sounded. The entrance light of the test mountain flashed, and the test road opened in an instant.

Shua!

In a flash, all the factotum disciples were in a rush and rushed on the road of trial.

Ye Feng's face was calm. He stepped down from the bluestone and walked slowly towards the trial road.

He is not in a hurry. The test road tests the cultivation of divine power. The later he goes, the more pressure he has. Without the cultivation support of triple condensation, he can't pass the test road at all.

"You are Ye Feng?"

At the entrance of Ye Feng's trial, the middle-aged man suddenly made a noise and stared at Ye Feng with his eyes sharp.

"Yes, what's the problem?"

Ye Feng looks back at the past calmly. Facing the fierce eyes of the middle-aged man, he is very calm and calm.

"Don't be crazy when you are young, or you will die half way."

Said the middle-aged man with cold eyes.

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

Leaf wind calm said, and then no longer stay, directly embarked on the test road.

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

On the way of trial, Ye Feng walked easily without any pressure.

Beside him, some of the disciples of the factotum were gasping for breath. Their cultivation level was relatively low and they didn't reach the triple condensation level. They came here to participate in the assessment just to try their luck.

The more forward you go, the greater the pressure, and the number of disciples in the factotum is also significantly reduced.

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

"This Ye Feng, what's the heaviest cultivation now? "

A panting worker disciple looked at Ye Feng enviously. He had reached the limit. He could not even take another step forward, but Ye Feng walked easily.

"I don't know But I know clearly that Xiao Yun, the disciple of wuchong congealing Qi, died in his hands. "

Another worker disciple said.

"So powerful?!"

The factotum disciple who just spoke changed his face and was shocked.

Ye Fengqi is calm and leisurely. His steps are as steady as Mount Tai. He moves forward step by step, not in a hurry but not in a slow pace.

"It's near the top of the mountain."

Ye Feng looks up and is only a few hundred meters away from the top exit.

He looked around and found that there were only a dozen disciples who could walk here.

The elimination rate is too high. There are more than 500 disciples of the factotum, but only a dozen are left at the end, and these ten are not necessarily the last.At this time, Ye Feng eyebrows suddenly picked, he felt a strong pressure from all directions, as heavy as a mountain.

"It seems that when we get to the key point, the pressure becomes greater."

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

He did not use his power to break out the physical strength of the first holy body, resist the pressure from all sides, and step by step to the top of the mountain.

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

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

Ye Feng calmed down and held on to the body of the worker disciple, which stopped him from rolling down.

"Thank you Thank you Yes. "

The worker's face is pale. It's his limit to walk here. There's too much pressure ahead. He can't move forward at all.

"Nothing."

Ye Feng smiled friendly, and then went on.

Just then, a jeering voice came from behind him.

"Hey, it's hard to protect myself, and I want to protect others. It's killing me."

Ye Feng looks back and several young people are looking at him with a laugh.

"Who are you?"

Ye Feng frowned, and he sensed that the breath of these young men was very unusual, not like a general worker disciple.

"It doesn't matter who we are. It's important that someone doesn't want you to go on."

A young man with short hair came out. He was full of vigour, arrogance and provocation.

Ye Feng is alert. He is thinking about who sent these youths to deal with him.

Wang he?

Purple green?

Or Bai Jie?

He will think about all the people who have grievances with him, and feel that these people are likely to attack him.

"Do you want to walk down here by yourself or let our brothers help you?"

The young man with short hair looked at Ye Feng with a funny face, and did not put Ye Feng in his eyes at all.

"Who sent you."

Ye Feng's face is a little heavy, and his eyes are cold, sweeping towards the young man with short hair.