Yang Feng couldn't understand what use a person like him was to Ouyang Lingji, and why the other party kept pestering him.

"Yang Feng, anyway, if you don't promise me, I will keep pestering you."

"Hey! It's okay if you're happy, I don't care."

In desperation, Yang Feng had no choice but to let the other party entangle him.

Ouyang Lingji's eyes rolled up and down, and the corners of her lips hooked up with a smile.

The ploy succeeded.

Zhang Yifan reported some of the information he had learned before to Yang Feng.

"The Bai family, the Ouyang family, the Wang family, the Ning family? Two first-class top families from the north, and the other two, one is a first-class family in the south, and the other is a second-rate family, tsk! The selection of the outer disciples of the Barbarian Sect this time is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I remember that there are three places for preparatory disciples, and there are two formal disciples, Ning Wujian, Wang Ling, and Bai Pianpian, they account for three, and the remaining two official disciples, have you ever asked where they come from?"

Wang Ling and Ning Wuji, he just glanced at it in a hurry, Bai Pianpian and Ouyang Lingji, these two women who were purely abnormal in their brains.

In contrast, Yang Feng was more concerned about what kind of talent and strength those two formal disciples who had truly become the Barbarian Body Sect.

"Formal disciple? One is from the north, the Lu family, named Lu Feng, and the other has a mysterious origin, and I have not been able to find out."

Zhang Yifan told Yang Feng everything he knew.

After listening to Yang Feng's thoughts, among these people now, only Wang Ling needs his attention.

"I need all the information about the royal tomb, can you get it for me?"

"Giggles! Yang Feng, I have all the intelligence information of Wang Ling, as long as you promise to enter my Ouyang family, I will tell you immediately for free."

Ouyang Lingji did not miss any opportunity.

"I try."

Zhang Yifan has never been a person who likes to talk big, but since he promised Yang Feng, then even if he fights for his life, he will fulfill his promise.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

"The First Battle?"

It wasn't until Zhang Yifan left that Yang Feng also left the seventh battle platform.

For the sake of the Red-Blood Dragonscale Grass, he had to give it a go.

No one knows that he does not have a prototype of the Holy Body, and all the physical cultivation that has reached the realm of sanctification will cultivate the prototype of the Holy Body.

Acquired, innate, spiritual, holy, transcendental. Look at the book

Generally speaking, it was impossible for the Great Dao Guillotine to be a Holy Body, but due to Yang Feng's cultivation of the Body Refining Technique, the Holy Body he had cultivated exceeded the physical talent of the Spirit Realm.

Celestial Eucharist.

Carrying two avenue guillotines and finally being cut into foam.

The Holy Body took the initiative to protect it, and God knows how guilty Yang Feng felt in his heart.

And when the remnant immortal said that he might not be able to re-cultivate the prototype of the Holy Body in this life, no one knew how desperate he was in his heart.

But there are no absolutes, and the remnant immortal told him that only by finding the peerless treasure pill that repairs the holy body can it be possible to reshape the prototype of the holy body.

The Red Blood Dragon Scale Grass is one of the materials for refining the Body Shaping Saint Pill.

In addition, what bothered Yang Feng was the road mark.

This takes time to wear out, constantly using one's own blood and stardust to wear out the Dao marks.

Therefore, no matter what, he must get the Red Blood Dragon Scale Grass and reshape his holy body prototype.

Zhang Yifan told him that this second level needs to be left until the end and stay on the first platform.

Half a day has passed, he is still on the seventh battle platform, and there is not much time left for him, and the deadline for this assessment is three days.

When they saw Yang Feng stepping on the stone slab of the sixth battle platform, many people couldn't sit still.

"This, is this Yang Feng really not afraid of death?"

"Or does he have any hole cards that can fight against Wang Ling?"

Yang Feng slapped Wang Ling's two cronies, and let Zhang Yifan kill Lu Kang, this kind of behavior, in the eyes of everyone, is a move to find death.

"Guys, I know you all

I want to come, but the scope of the battle platform is limited, and the number of people who can stay in the end is also limited, so if you want to stay, you can definitely stand in line."

The threat in Yang Feng's words was self-evident.

"This stinky boy is really domineering, but I want to see what kind of means he will use to subdue this group of people and serve him."

Ouyang Lingji did not stand up, let alone use her identity to help Yang Feng recruit people.

And on these seven battle platforms, watching Zhang Yifan beat Lu Kang to death, several elders did not show any discomfort.

On the contrary, it is rare to have a good impression of Zhang Yifan.

"This kid surnamed Yang can really cause trouble, even the pearl of the Ouyang family, Ouyang Lingji has found him."

"I think Pian Pian is also interesting to him."

"Huh! Wang Ling and Ning Wujian are not easy to mess with, if this kid wants to get out of the way, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Elder Zhu said thoughtfully.

"Old man Liu, old man Zhu, did you know the inside story in advance?"

The Phantom was extremely suspicious of these two bad old men, and he had long known the details of these preparatory disciples.

"Senior Sister Ying, you can't say that, the two official disciples are the people that the sect master and the Supreme Elder fancied, and Bai Pianpian was also picked away by the sect master, so only Ning Wuji, Wang Ling, and Ouyang Lingji, who had just appeared, were left."

"What Pianpin is also pre-booked?"

She can not care about other people, but Bai Pianpian, who is it?

Physical talent, transcendent holy body, in the future, the Barbarian Body Sect will have to rely on such a proud woman of the sky.

"Hey! Senior Sister Ying, don't be frustrated, I don't think you have a bad eye, this kid surnamed Yang, his physical body is really a little weird, obviously it's only the fourth order of the Holy Realm, but Lu Kang's kid is still defeated in his hands with the blessing of the rudimentary form of the Holy Body, maybe after the development of Senior Sister, you can be able to cultivate a supreme Heavenly Pride for my Barbarian Body Sect."

The two were obviously teasing the Phantom, but the Phantom was powerless to refute.

"You, okay, Ouyang Lingji and Yang Feng will accept it."

The phantom adheres to the concept of being cheap and not taking advantage of the bastard, and then takes Ouyang Lingji into the door.

Yang Feng's remarks on the sixth battle platform caused panic, after all, many people have seen his methods.

"We are willing to follow Senior Brother Yang!"

"That's right! We are willing to live and die with Senior Brother Yang!"

"Senior Brother Yang!"

"Senior Brother Yang!"

The disciples on the sixth battle platform are all on the seven battle platforms, and they are at the bottom.

Under Yang Feng's intimidation, everyone chose to compromise.

"Yang Feng, these people you have won over are of no value at all, and they will be brushed down when the time comes."

Ouyang Lingji thinks that it is a waste of time to win over such a group of people.

Yang Feng didn't care.

He raised his feet and continued towards the fifth platform.

"Look, it's the green shirt cultivator."

"It turned out to be Yang Feng, isn't he on the seventh battle platform? Why did you come to our fifth stage?"

"Look at their posture, the comers are not good!"

"Huh! Do you really think that if you kill one Lu Kang, you will be invincible in the world?"

The people of the fifth battle platform noticed Yang Feng who stepped on the steps, and the most conspicuous thing was that there were nearly a hundred disciples behind him.

It looks like it's going to be huge.

Because in the first level, more than half of the moving mountain was brushed down.

Those who remain now are naturally the elite of the elite, and those who can gain a firm foothold in the first five battle platforms are even less likely to be ordinary people.

"Yang Feng, you bring so many people......

This disciple who was about to question Yang Feng was just about to speak, but he was kicked to the ground by Yang Feng.

"Who is in command of the fifth battle platform?"

Yang Feng saw that there was still no one to talk to, so he instantly became angry and kicked two more.

"It's good that there's no one to rule."

Yang Feng said casually, his gaze swept over the surrounding disciples.

"Are you one by one, or together?"

The fifth battle platform, most of them are second-order of the Holy Realm, and a very small part of them are third-order, after seeing Yang Feng menacing, he instantly looked like a frosted eggplant.

"In this assessment, only the first three battle platforms will be left, if you still have a little ambition, come with me, if not, I didn't say it."

Yang Feng can only help them get here, as for whether they can seize the opportunity to climb up, it depends on themselves.

"I, we...... Yes!"

"! Both horizontally and vertically will be eliminated, there is still a glimmer of life ahead, and there will be no way to survive in the future, so it's done!"

"Fight for a bike to become a motorcycle!"

Yang Feng pulled dozens of people from the fifth battle platform.

Continue to grow his ranks.

Only Ouyang Lingji sighed and didn't say anything, in her opinion, everything Yang Feng did was doing useless work.

These disciples, gathered together, regardless of their cultivation and combat strength, their hearts were scattered, and they were completely scattered, and when they encountered the elite of the third battle platform, they were defeated in minutes.

"It's the fourth platform."

"Yang Feng, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

A man with oblique bangs and a strange dress looked at Yang Feng.

"Are you?"

Yang Feng frowned slightly, this person was waiting for him here?

"It's been a long time since I've seen Lingji!"

When she heard his words, Ouyang Lingji's face turned green.

How can you come across this sticky dog skin plaster anywhere?

"Get out!"

Someone as ladylike as Ouyang Lingji couldn't help but burst into foul language.

"Since you know each other, then I won't bother you."

After that, Yang Feng prepared to leave.

"Wait, Lingji can leave, but you can't?"

"Dead shemale, your sister, you shouldn't have Longyang, okay?"

The more he looked at Yang Feng, the more he felt that the man in front of him was like a ladyboy, especially the other party's eyeliner, and the one drawn was called a cow batch.

"Yang Feng, what did you call me just now?"

The aura on the man's body instantly became gloomy and cold.

"You have bad ears? Still don't you hear clearly?"

"Yang Feng, don't be impulsive, his name is Ning Wujian, he is a first-class clan in the Southern Realm, and he is a fifth-order saint realm."

Ouyang Lingji grabbed the corner of Yang Feng's clothes.

However, it was this intimate action that fell into Ning Wuji's eyes, and the jealousy in his heart was great.

Yang Feng caught the change in the other party.

At that moment, he directly grabbed the waist of Ouyang Lingji, who was wearing a turquoise cheongsam.

"Okay, Lingji."

"Yang Feng, you are looking for death by yourself, no one can save you!"

And this kind of result is exactly what Ouyang Lingji wants to see.

It's just that she didn't expect that Yang Feng would be so bold that he dared to take advantage of her, and she couldn't help but clench her silver teeth.

Beautiful eyes glared at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng didn't pay attention to what Ouyang Lingji was thinking, he looked directly at Ning Wuji.

"You, come and die!"

Yang Feng stood with his hands in his hands, and as for the disciples behind the two, they did not act rashly.

Ouyang Lingji found a place to watch this good show.

Whether Ning Wuqian wins or Yang Feng wins, the final beneficiary will only be her.

The Red-Blooded Dragonscale Grass was in her pocket.

"We women are brainless, but I think you men are brainless."

Ouyang Lingji sat on a stone pier, lying lazily on the stone pier, admiring the battle.

"Yang Feng, suffer death!"

"Iron Tiger Crushed Golden Palm!"

Ning Wujian has been practicing palm techniques since he was a child, and a palm slapped towards Yang Feng's chest.

Rumble!

The palm shaved so hard that people's faces hurt.

Yang Feng was not in a hurry, and the six fists were one.

"Wangu Town Demon Fist!"

A shadow of a fist that covered the sky and the sun appeared.

Towards Ning Wuji's palm.

Boom!

The moment the fists collided, an endless wave of heat was stirred.

The dazzling golden fist mark reflects the earth.

Shine brightly.

The luster of the Iron Tiger's broken golden palm dimmed.

"Good! That's kind of fun!"

Ning Wuqian was arrogant, the people who fought with him were all strong, originally he thought that an ant like Yang Feng could be suppressed with just one palm.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually suppressed his Iron Tiger Broken Golden Palm.

"There are still some tricks to use at once, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have a chance."

Yang Feng's extremely arrogant voice sounded.

"This bastard, it doesn't seem to be as simple as it seems, the fist mark he just now is not an ordinary martial art, it seems that there is time to check the details of this guy."

Ouyang Lingji, holding her cheeks in her hand, pondered.

And Ning Wujian also looked up to the sky and laughed after hearing Yang Feng's extremely arrogant words.

"Haha......"

"Haha......"

"Pick up, three thousand Yan Ling Palms!"

Ning Wuji, the moment he came out of his palm, countless small fire lotuses rose around his body.

Qi Qi shot in the direction of Ning Wuji's palm.

"Crowd attack martial arts? It's kind of interesting."

Yang Feng didn't make a move, he chose to dodge.

He took a terrifying dragon step under his feet, leaving a few afterimages in place, and then disappeared completely.

Speed can not be identified with the human eye, which one is the afterimage, which one is the real him.

"It's amazing!"

"This weird footwork, coupled with the amazing *** method just now, is simply invincible."

"Don't talk too much, Senior Brother Ning's three thousand Yan Spirit Palms, but with a range of kills, no matter how fast Yang Feng is, can he avoid them all?"

"That's right."

These disciples are all concentrating on watching the two fight.

Everything that happened on this fourth battle platform naturally couldn't be hidden from the eyes of the elders.

"Senior Sister Ying, well, this Yang boy's performance is good, to be honest, the old man is moved."

"Get out! You're not ashamed!"

Yang Feng was able to rely on the fourth-order body of the Holy Realm to maneuver with the fifth-order Ning Wujian to this extent, and if he came up in the realm of time, it was not impossible to defeat Ning Wujian.

In the midst of the crowd was another man, his body thin and thin, shrunk in a wide robe.

A pair of big eyes were revealed, staring at Yang Feng's moving figure.

It was surprising that this person could really keep up with Yang Feng's amazing dragon steps.