I don't know what kind of strong person Liang Jianxin is, he is full of momentum, like a mountain and a sea, turbulent and terrifying, shrouding towards the assessees.

Dozens of people knelt down directly on the spot, their faces pale.

The road of martial arts is dangerous and bumpy.

Without extraordinary willpower, it is impossible to go far on this road.

People who can come here to participate in the assessment will definitely have no bad qualifications, and they are all outstanding talents in one place, and in the case of not bad qualifications, willpower and heart are particularly important.

Because of this, the first two assessments of the sect are willpower and heart, because this is the basis for determining whether a person can become a strong person, or a necessary character.

The momentum cannot be seen or touched, but it can be truly felt.

Yang Yi only felt his heart sinking, as if he was carrying a thousand catties of boulders on his shoulders, pressing his legs to kneel.

He was calm, and immediately felt the pressure on his shoulders greatly decrease.

Since he was a child, he didn't know how many setbacks, how many tribulations, how many dangers, and how many people he had fought with, and his will had long been tempered like steel, indomitable.

This kind of momentum can't help him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As Liang Jianxin continued to improve his momentum, people kept falling on the square, like withered lotus grass.

It can range from pale to comatose.

Yang Yi was still immovable, and still had the energy to observe the surroundings, and found that there were many people like him, among which there was a girl in white who was particularly conspicuous, she tilted her head slightly, like a proud peacock.

Obviously, so far, Liang Jianxin's momentum has been completely ineffective against her.

As the time of the incense stick got closer, the momentum on Liang Jianxin's body became more and more terrifying, even Yang Yi frowned, and beads of sweat began to ooze from his forehead.

The girl in white also lowered her proud head and clenched her fingers.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

More and more people fell, and in the end, almost all of them fell, and the scene was quite spectacular.

Standing on the high platform, Liang Jianxin looked down at the field and nodded slightly without a trace, because he found a lot of good seedlings, and he still had the strength to persist until now.

A girl in white with a sword, and a young man in green with a knife.

Looking at the young man with the knife, he frowned slightly, and sighed in his heart, it's a pity that he is a good seedling.

"It's time!"

Liang Jianxin said loudly, retracting his erect momentum: "Anyone who falls is not qualified; Those who pass can enter the mountain gate, step on the stone steps, and take the second test. Behind the mountain gate, there are ninety-nine stone steps that have laid down the phantom array, testing people's hearts, and time is also a stick of incense. ”

Liang Jianxin's words fell, so he walked straight out of the ring and went up the mountain.

Call! Call!

On the square, the people who passed the first level were all panting violently, and many were sweating.

More than 3,000 people were assessed, and in the end, less than 300 people were able to persevere, and ninety percent were directly eliminated, and there are still two levels in the future.

Time was pressing, and everyone did not rest much, and went straight through the mountain gate and stepped on the stone steps.

As for the losers who fell to the ground, many wept bitterly.

Yang Yi walked in the crowd without hurry, and stepped on the first stone step with his right foot, he was in a trance, but it still had little impact, so he raised his foot and took the second step, and the impact was still not big.

So he quickened his pace, and soon reached the twelfth stone step.

At this time, a person rushed down from above with a wild laugh, shouting in his mouth: "Hahaha, heaven and earth, I am the only one, why don't you come to see this seat?" ”

Obviously, this is a man who has fallen into a fantasy.

Yang Yi ignored it and continued to walk up.

It wasn't until the fifty-fifth stone staircase that he began to be attacked by the power of the phantom array, and fell into a paradoxical feeling, like a dream, but not real.

Yang Yi recalled what Wang Hao said about the method of response, and hurriedly hinted to himself to resist the erosion of the power of the phantom array.

As he went up, Yang Yi became more and more in a trance.

For a while, I felt that my martial arts were superb, but I was proud of the world;

For a while, he was a group of wives and concubines, and he was in the wine pond and meat forest;

For a while, his eyes were full of spirit stones and so on.

No matter what kind of illusion he fell into, Yang Yi stuck to his heart and was unmoved.

Finally, he managed to pass the second level first, followed by the girl in white.

The two looked at each other, and Yang Yi nodded.

But the girl in white turned her face away and chose to ignore it, which made Yang Yi a little speechless.

"Two, you have passed the second level, now return to the square from here, and wait for the third level to begin."

A disciple of the Purple Yang Sect said, his right hand leading in vain.

Yang Yi nodded, walked down the path next to the stone steps with the girl in white, and soon returned to the square.

Time passed, and more and more people passed the second level of assessment.

But in the end, there were only about 150 people, which is equivalent to nearly half of the people being eliminated.

Next, it's time for the third level of combat power assessment.

The person in charge of the assessment was an outer deacon, he stood on the high platform, and said loudly: "I am Zhou Kun, the deacon of the outer gate, and I am responsible for the third level of assessment. Seeing this puppet man, you can exert the combat power of the psychic realm, and you will come to the stage one by one, and you can also pass the test by insisting on a stick of incense. ”

At the beginning of the third level of assessment, the first person to take the stage was a young man in black.

He used a big sword and slashed at the puppet, but it only splashed sparks, and then he was knocked out of the ring by the puppet in shock.

The puppeteer looks clumsy, but it is invulnerable and extremely fast, with the disadvantage of being slow to turn.

Therefore, the best way to deal with it is to go around in circles and constantly attack from the side.

However, it is easier said than done, although everyone quickly noticed the shortcomings of the puppet, but there are still many who have been knocked out of the ring.

Yang Yi was not in a hurry, and waited quietly until the girl in white jumped out of the ring.

She was the penultimate one, and she collapsed the puppet with one sword, and passed the level with ease.

Yang Yi walked into the ring and stood opposite the puppet, in a position that he couldn't see, the corners of the mouth of Zhou Kun, the deacon of the outer gate, were slightly upturned, and then he held the seal in his hand and moved towards the puppet man a little farther away.

Then, he stood casually with his hands in his hands and looked at the ring.

Shout!

As soon as Yang Yi stood still, the puppet man turned into a streamer and rushed up.

It's incredibly fast, and it's lightning fast.

Yang Yi was secretly frightened, but his movements were not slow.

The Blood Drinking Knife was unsheathed in an instant, and the next moment it slashed at the puppeteer, making a muffled sound, like ringing a bell.

The puppeteer's speed slowed down slightly, and then he quickly pounced and smashed Yang Yi with a punch.

The air was blasted and there was a loud roar.

Yang Yi's pupils froze, and he could finally be sure that there was something wrong with this puppeteer.

With the speed and power it was showing now, it was completely Qi and Vein Realm, and at least Qi and Vein Realm were double.

What's going on?

Didn't you say that this puppet man only showed the combat power of the psychic realm?

didn't have time to think about it, Yang Yi hurriedly dodged.

But the puppeteer was able to change his move without warning in the middle of the way, sweeping with a punch and sweeping towards him.

Facing the invulnerable and nimble puppet, Yang Yi instantly fell below.

Everyone in the high stage was shocked and exclaimed:

"What's going on, why are the puppets so powerful, they have surpassed the Flesh Secret Realm, right?"

"Is it a mistake on the part of the puppeteer, after all, not a real person?"

"This person is also unlucky, it seems that he is not far from defeat!"

……

Zhou Kun secretly sneered, his eyes indifferent.

Yang Yi fought very hard, and he almost only had the power to parry.

Because the opponent is invulnerable, ordinary attacks are completely ineffective, and they are even more difficult than the hall masters of the Great River Gang.

He knew that it would be difficult to win without using his sword intent.

Thinking of this, Yang Yi's sword intent burst out, and the domineering sword intent swept in all directions, making people suddenly see a peerless divine knife rising into the sky, and as he roared with a knife, a knife slashed out at the level of the puppet's neck.

Click!

The puppet's head flew out, and its body fell to the high platform.

The reversal was too fast, and everyone was stunned, and then there was an uproar:

"Knife intent, what a terrifying knife intent!"

"He actually comprehended the sword intent, how could this be possible, he was only in the blood qi realm!"

"This is a puppet man, invulnerable, and he was beheaded by him."

……

Zhou Kun's eyes were full of astonishment, and he looked coldly at Yang Yi on the high platform.

The puppeteer was decapitated!

How is this possible!

Yang Yi stood on the high platform and turned to look at Zhou Kun coldly.

It is impossible for the puppet man to have a problem, and the problem must be Zhou Kun, and the other party wants to kill him.

No, it should be Yang Zheng who wants to kill him.

He has no grievances or enmity with this Zhou Kun, and it is impossible for the other party to trouble him for no reason, it can only be instructed by Yang Zheng behind his back.

Yang Yi's sword pointed directly at Zhou Kun, and said sharply: "Zhou Kun, do you want to give me an explanation?" ”

Swish! Swish!

One after another, they looked at Zhou Kun.

Zhou Kun's face was ugly, and the cold glint in his eyes flickered, but he said lightly: "The puppet man has made some mistakes, what can I do, and you also destroyed the puppet man, I didn't trouble you is already generous." ”

Yang Yi forced his eyes on Zhou Kun, but finally held back his anger, because there was no evidence for this matter at all.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Even if he stabbed it up, it was estimated that it would be difficult to find out any evidence, otherwise Zhou Kun would not dare to do this.

"Announce the results."

Although Zhou Kun was unhappy, he could only nod his head and was ready to announce the result.

"Slow!"

A loud shout that attracted everyone's attention.

Yang Yi turned his head to look, and a middle-aged man walked over with a young man in Tsing Yi.

The middle-aged man's face was full of majesty, his eyes were sharp, and he said loudly: "I am Zhao Yulin, the deacon of the Law Enforcement Palace, Yang Yi cannot become a disciple of the Ziyang Sect, because he is not worthy!" ”

Rushing!

The audience was in an uproar, and even the law enforcement hall came out.

Yang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, so he could only ask in a deep voice: "I have passed the three levels of assessment, how can I not become a disciple of the Purple Yang Sect?" ”

"Yang Yi, you are still pretending to be garlic until now, you have happened!"

Zhao Yulin drank coldly.

He turned his head to look at the young man in Tsing Yi beside him and said, "Say, tell me what you saw that day." ”

The young man in Tsing Yi pointed at Yang Yi and said excitedly: "It's him." On the passenger ship at the wharf of Yanjiang City that day, it was he who had a conflict with someone and killed a person named Mu Qingyang. ”

Zhao Yulin looked at Yang Yi and said in a fierce voice: "Yang Yi, what else do you have to say?" Mu Qingyang is the inner disciple of my Ziyang Sect, and if you kill him, it will be a capital crime. Come, take him down. ”

"Slow!"

Yang Yi shouted, hugged his fists and said: "On the passenger ship that day, I killed a person, but the fact is that he wanted to kill me, and I don't know his identity and name, I am just self-defense, what's wrong?" ”

Zhao Yulin had a cold face, waved his hand and said rudely: "I don't care about the reason, I don't care about the process, I only look at the result, and the result is that you killed the inner disciple and violated the door rules." Capture him, and if you resist, you will be killed! ”

"Yes, Deacon Zhao!"

The two inner disciples walked out and rushed towards the high platform.

They leapt to their feet, their swords like lightning, tearing through the air and screaming.

Yang Yi's eyes froze, and his thoughts turned at high speed.

You don't have to think about it to know that this is something that Yang Zheng is manipulating behind the scenes, otherwise it would be impossible for the Ziyang Sect to find out about him so quickly, and even brought witnesses over.

Zhao Yulin was bought, and he would definitely take the opportunity to execute him.

In that case, how could he be caught!

It's best to make a big deal out and lure out the high-level of the Ziyang Sect.

He believed that in this assessment, the high-level officials of the Ziyang Sect must be watching in secret, otherwise how would they choose their disciples next?

Of course, it is best to be able to alarm Princess Pingyang, so that he can have a glimmer of life!

Thinking of this, Yang Yi was full of intent and momentum.

He slashed out, and the sword light flashed like lightning, and instantly slashed at the two swords, making a deafening sonorous sound.

The two inner disciples were like thunderbolts, their faces changed greatly, and they turned over and flew back.

"You dare to die!"

Zhao Yulin shouted angrily, he jumped into the sky above the high platform, and then swung his sword out of the sheath, twisted his waist, and the sword crossed half a circle, slashing towards Yang Yi's head with a thunderous momentum.