In the great hall.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Yan Feng.

On the contrary, in comparison, Yu Jiao, who came to this Sword God Sect from the exit of the inner disciple, was suppressed by the sensation it had caused before.

"This sect heard that this time there are disciples who are directly promoted to the inner door. “

Qiao Yang opened his mouth and said, with a faint smile between his eyebrows.

Obviously... He wanted to divert everyone's attention from Yan Feng.

"Returning to the Sect Master, it is true. ”

In the middle of the hall, the Great Elder of the One Sword God Sect said with a smile on his face at this moment.

"Senior Brother Du, seeing that you are so happy, you must have already taken you into your door. ”

Qiao Yang looked at the Great Elder and said with a smile...

Du Ren is the name of this great elder.

At this moment, he also stroked his beard: "Nothing can escape the eyes of the sect master." ”

"It is understandable that such a heavenly pride is handed over to Senior Brother Du to preach and solve doubts. ”

Qiao Yang also smiled, and then looked at the many disciples in this hall.

"Since you have passed the trial, you are the disciples of my One Sword God Sect, and from now on, this is your home. ”

The voice reverberated in the temple with majesty.

Qiao Yang, his hand was slightly.

In an instant, eight purple streamers appeared and fell into the hands of these eight people.

That's a sword.

Ziyang Sword, this is the standard blade of the One Sword Divine Sect.

"Thank you, Sect Master!"

Eight people, including Yu Jiao, all bent down towards Qiao Yang's location.

"In that case, let's disperse first. ”

Qiao Yang said lightly...

As soon as the words fell, the people in this temple all saluted, and then... He retreated out of the temple.

But Yu Jiao, but she turned back three times in one step... looked at Yan Feng, who was still sitting in the hall.

And at this moment, Yan Feng just closed his eyes lightly, and did not look at Yu Jiao.

Wait until everybody is gone.

Severe wind... I slowly opened my eyes.

"When will it start. ”

There was indifference in his voice, without the slightest emotion.

Even Qiao Yang, when he heard this voice, his expression changed slightly... I don't know what I'm thinking.

Dao Aoki just gave him an order to be responsible for tempering Yan Feng to the wasteland.

As for the origin of Yan Feng...

Who it is, Qiao Yang doesn't know anything.

There is only one thing Qiao Yang can know.

That's... This Yan Feng is a person that Dao Aoki cares about very much.

Absolutely, there must be no room for error!

"Your Excellency will rest for a few days, and after the old man has made some preparations, he will definitely inform him in advance, and we will start again at that time. ”

Qiao Yang said with a smile.

After hearing this, Yan Feng stood up directly, and walked out of the hall without looking back.

"The accommodation didn't have to be arranged for me. ”

Yan Feng walked out of the hall, and his figure disappeared.

In the entire hall, only Qiao Yang was left.

Looking at Yan Feng's back as he disappeared at the entrance of the hall, Qiao Yang's brows furrowed slightly.

"This person... There is an indescribable aura on his body. ”

Muttering to himself, from the very beginning, Qiao Yang felt the breath on Yan Feng's body.

It's just that... I can't judge.

What the hell is this breath!

And... He could perceive that this breath, the harsh wind, could not be emitted, but unintentionally.

But it's the breath of the unintentional.

The shock to Qiao Yang... It's also amazing enough.

It's hard to imagine that if this breath completely emanates from Yan Feng's body, it will bring a sense of oppression... How far it will go!

"Arazun... You're giving the next thunder you're going to have to pick up. ”

With a wry smile, Qiao Yang shook his head to himself.

Muttering... Qiao Yang's title to Dao Aoki is not Aoki God Emperor, but Wild Venerable!

The title of Wild Zun is a title that only Dao Aoki had when he was the Emperor of the Wilderness!

After stepping out of the main hall, Yan Feng's eyes swept slightly across this square.

Tilting his head slightly, this continuous mountain range...

Walk away slowly.

Severe wind... I'm going to find a place to stay.

But before he could take a few steps, he had just turned a few halls, and in front of Yan Feng's eyes, a person appeared.

A man.

Tall, a head taller than ordinary people, with knife eyebrows, a sense of anger in his eyes, and a domineering feeling all over his body.

Cultivation is even more immortal!

This is Yang Zhang among the top ten core disciples!

"Boy, what's your name. ”

Yang Zhang raised his hand and pointed at Yan Feng, and his words were extremely disrespectful.

Yan Feng didn't look at this person, his face was indifferent, he just walked by this person calmly.

When Yan Feng walked past Yang Zhang.

Yang Zhang's hand was raised violently and grabbed Yan Feng's shoulder.

"I let you go?!"

The tone is full of domineering.

Yan Feng's figure also stopped in place.

The wind blew through the long hair of the two.

In this courtyard, after a sculpture, there are three people here, looking at Yan Feng and Yang Zhang.

"Senior Brother Zhao, what do you think?"

The three of them, all with disdain, looked at the harsh wind.

Among these three people, there was one of them, who was the person Yu Jiao had seen on the huge boat before.

The person known as Senior Brother Zhao just looked at it coldly and did not speak.

This person is also among the top ten.

And... It's one of the three swords!

It is powerful, and among the disciples of the One Sword God Sect, it is the most pinnacle existence!

At the same time, in the third temple beyond this courtyard, at the top of the temple, there was a person who was in charge.

The long black hair was flying, and his face was indifferent.

Shangguan Yuanzheng also looked at the two people in the courtyard.

Not just these two places, but if you count them carefully, in the surrounding places... There are many people who are paying attention to this scene.

These people... They are all core disciples!

All of them have hearts higher than the sky.

Their continuous efforts, their ultimate goal, is to become the sect master's apprentice, and one day, to take charge of the One Sword God Sect.

But... This sudden appearance of the harsh wind.

It's all messed up!

In the courtyard, Yang Zhang's hand grabbed Yan Feng's shoulder.

The coercion of the Immortal Realm was condensed in this courtyard, and it did not leak the slightest.

Compression, condensation, even the air, all began to make a popping sound.

And the harsh wind...

His cultivation is just an ancestral god.

However... At this moment, Yan Feng's eyes are still indifferent.

I don't feel the slightest feeling for this hand on my shoulder.

His body has become a chaos of its own!

His life level is already at the same level as the Chaos Dao!

If it's purely from the point of view of coercion... Don't say it's the coercion of the Immortal Realm.

Even if it was the coercion of the Desolate Nine Realm, it wouldn't cause much damage to Yan Feng, who had already transcended the life level at this moment!

Yan Feng, the figure still stood in place and did not move.

Standing beside the tall Yang Zhang, Yan Feng was a head shorter than him.

And at this very moment...

Yan Feng slightly overturned his head.

Those eyes glowing with extreme ice desert fell in Yang Zhang's eyes!

The moment this look fell into Yang Zhang's eyes...