The time shown on the invitation letter of the Qingyunmen Recruiting Disciples Conference is half a year later, so Ye Feng still has half a year to cultivate, and the people who can participate in the Qingyunmen Recruiting Disciples Conference are not weak, this time, Ye Feng can't let himself lose, he definitely can't let his incident in the Ye family repeat it again.

Clenched his fists, Ye Feng smiled confidently.

On the back mountain, Ye Feng began to cultivate without leaving home.

This cultivation is half a year.

On the back mountain, Ye Feng looked at a boulder in front of him, the height of this boulder was more than double that of Ye Fenglai, and the width was also extremely amazing, looking like an impregnable fortress.

Ye Feng looked at the giant fortress in front of him lightly, the fighting qi in his body was running wildly, and finally gathered on his right hand, and he shouted loudly: "Xuan-rank low-level martial arts breaking empty fist." The fighting qi circulated rapidly, emitting a faint cyan light on Ye Feng's fist, boom, the right fist swung out violently, and the fierce energy seemed to tear the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

Boom, Ye Feng's right fist slammed into the boulder, clicking, almost at the moment of collision, the boulder made a clicking sound, as if overwhelmed, Ye Feng's fist was embedded in the boulder, and at the same time, a large number of cracks quickly appeared around, and in the next moment, boom, the large boulder cracks spread to the entire boulder in an instant, bang, burst into countless pieces scattered away.

This Void Breaking Fist was given by the old man in the green robe who Ye Feng had unintentionally saved half a year ago, together with the invitation letter of the Qingyunmen Disciple Recruitment Conference, Ye Feng originally wanted to spend a lot of effort to practice this Xuan-level low-level martial art, but when he first practiced, Ye Feng quickly found that his comprehension seemed to have been improved after the abnormal changes in his body that day, and the cultivation of the Void Breaking Fist turned out to be a matter of course, very easy. In the hands of Ye Feng, a low-level martial art that others needed half a year to cultivate, it was successfully cultivated in only five days, what a demonic comprehension.

After that, Ye Feng began to cultivate with all his might, and in this half a year, Ye Feng's cultivation has been promoted to a high-level martial artist, and in half a year, from a beginner-level martial artist to a high-level martial artist, he has crossed two levels, this is the genius of the Ye family back then, and now he has regained his self-confidence, and his cultivation is like a fish in water.

While cultivating, Ye Feng also discovered another advantage of his own, that is, the body, after experiencing the mutation in his mind and the immersion of the blood pool, the strength of the physical body is simply staggering, the explosive power of the whole body is quite strong, and the strength is several times stronger, the muscles of the whole body are like steel, and the ordinary mortal iron sword can only leave a faint white mark, which cannot scratch Ye Feng's body, however, the fighting spirit of the martial artist is not among them.

Compared with Ye Feng half a year ago, it is a world of difference, and today's Ye Feng has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Retracting his right fist, Ye Feng smiled faintly: "It's been half a year so soon, Ye Ge, I don't know if you're ready?" Do you know that this time, I will once again press you so hard that you can't raise your head." ”

Boom, Ye Feng kicked the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body jumped towards the bottom of the mountain like an arrow off the string.

It is only two days before the Qingyunmen Recruiting Disciples Conference, Ye Feng also has to pack up his clothes and prepare to return to Jiancang City, the Qingyunmen Recruiting Disciples Conference is held in Jiancang City, Qingyunmen has recruited disciples in all the cities of the Wuyan Empire, but only a few people are recruited in each city, so those who can be selected for Qingyunmen are all highly qualified figures, for this place, Ye Feng is bound to win.

The Wei family in Xingling Village is no longer as arrogant as before, after experiencing the incident of half a year ago, the Wei family has converged a lot, and Xingling Village is also calm and quiet, and life is comfortable.

Back to Ye's house, after a simple packing of clothes, Ye Feng said goodbye to Uncle Liu, Ye Feng grew up under Uncle Liu's care, just like his child, this time, Ye Feng is leaving, although Uncle Liu is reluctant, but he can only silently bless Ye Feng, hoping that he can be smooth.

Ye Feng left Xingling Village and marched towards Jiancang City.

An hour later, Ye Feng returned to Jiancang City, looked up at the magnificent gate of Jiancang City, his expression was in a trance, he revisited the old place, and in a snap of his fingers, half a year has passed in a hurry, the head of the Ye family, the dance clothes, are you okay?

Shaking his head to expel his thoughts from his mind, Ye Feng strode into the city. In the city, a qiē seems to be much more prosperous than half a year ago, after all, the triennial disciple recruitment conference of Qingyunmen is coming, every time, the scale of the Qingyunmen construction competition is unusually large, attracting many people to come to observe, even if you don't participate in this conference, you can feast your eyes, it's worth the trip, plus, maybe you can get the appreciation of the Qingyunmen host, or make friends with other family figures, then it will be a smooth progress. Therefore, every time the conference comes, the flow of people in Jiancang City is surging, dragons and snakes are mixed, and there are three and nine streams, but they don't dare to provoke Qingyunmen, as the largest sect in the Wuyan Empire, the majesty is still unmatched.

Ye Feng first found an inn and settled down, because it happened to be the conference, so the inn in the city was overcrowded, and it was almost crowded. After finally finding an inn, Ye Feng walked out and walked casually.

While walking and pondering, Ye Feng unconsciously walked to the ring in the center of Jiancang City again, and the people around the ring were full of people and the crowd was surging.

Jiancang City built a ring in the center of the city, so as to compete in ordinary martial arts, and the frequent visitors of this ring are mostly the four major families distributed in the southeast, northwest, and northwest of Jiancang City, Ye, Zhao, Lin, and Fang, the four major families, as the most powerful force in Jiancang City, have always checked and balanced each other, and the development model of the four major families is the same, recruiting cultivation seedlings with better qualifications from all over the country to supplement the strength of the family.

Because he was born as a teenager, he should have a sharp spirit, so none of the teenagers of the four major families obey anyone, so he has become a frequent visitor to this ring.

Ye Feng, as a genius with excellent qualifications in the Ye family, whenever other disciples of the Ye family were bullied by the other three disciples, Ye Feng would stand up for them and beat the other three disciples to the ground, which was quite like a big brother.

There was a noise in his ears, huh? Ye Feng raised his head in confusion, what happened His gaze shifted to the center of the ring, Ye Feng's pupils shrank, it was a dance dress.

In the ring, Ye Wuyi stood there a little at a loss, her two slender jade hands were tightly grasping her clothes, her pretty face was at a loss, she pursed her cherry mouth, her long eyelashes kept trembling, and she stood in the ring a little helplessly.

Ye Feng grew up with Ye Wuyi since he was a child, and he knew that Ye Wuyi had been cultivating hard, but he would never cause trouble, and he had never competed with others, so he was at a loss. On the other side of the ring, Ye Feng recognized that it was Zhao Shangjie, a disciple of the Zhao family, who was not bad with his qualifications, and had bullied many disciples of the Ye family before.

Ye Feng's eyes were sharp, and his essence flashed, and now he dared to provoke Ye Wuyi's head, he was really impatient.

Zhao Shangjie looked at Ye Wuyi and smiled: "Are you also a disciple of the Ye family?"

Ye Wuyi pursed her lips lightly and did not speak, looking at Zhao Shangjie with some anger in her eyes.

Zhao Shangjie continued to laugh and said, "What's the matter? I want to stand up for Ye Feng, ha, isn't that just a waste? Is it worth it?" Ye Wuyi looked at Zhao Shangjie angrily and said, "Don't say bad things about Brother Ye Feng." ”

"Oh, hey!" Zhao Shangjie laughed a little wickedly: "What about Brother Ye Feng? It seems that Ye Feng's waste is good to you!But I want to say, what's wrong with you? You see I'm much better than your brother Ye Feng, I'm a beginner martial artist, Ye Feng, I'm not just a waste, not even a martial artist, or you can follow me!" Zhao Shangjie's many years of experience in fighting can also be seen that the girl in front of her has absolutely no experience in martial arts, and she has just suffered a breath of anger in the Zhao family, and she has not been able to vent it, although the other party is a woman, but she also asked for it.

Moreover, when Ye Feng was still in the Ye family, Zhao Shangjie had been suppressed by Ye Feng, and he was bullied by Ye Feng one after another, and he had long held his breath, and now Ye Feng couldn't break through to the martial arts, which naturally made him feel relieved.

Hearing Zhao Shangjie open his mouth and shut his mouth about a waste, Ye Wuyi's eyes burst out with angry flames, and he couldn't help but make a move.

At this moment, a hand gently put on Ye Wuyi's slender fragrant shoulder, Ye Wuyi was slightly stunned, turned his head to look, and what caught his eye was the familiar black-clothed young man, his beautiful eyes were suddenly filled with moisture, and he threw himself into Ye Feng's arms, and said softly: "Brother Ye Feng, you are finally back." ”

A dignified man, how can you let a delicate beauty come out? Ye Feng held the beautiful woman in his arms, gently patted Ye Wuyi's back, and said gently: "Hmm." I am back. ”

Ye Wuyi cried with joy in Ye Feng's arms and whimpered softly. There was a sudden silence around the ring, who was this young man?

Ye Feng's appearance made Zhao Shangjie's pupils shrink, and he was about to speak, but suddenly, Ye Feng's eyes sharpened, and invisible light burst out, which suddenly startled Zhao Shangjie, squirming his lips, and finally didn't speak, and the inexplicable fear made Zhao Shangjie unable to speak.

After a while, Zhao Shangjie came to his senses, he would be frightened by this Ye Feng's eyes, his current self, but now it is not what it used to be, just with the cultivation of a beginner martial artist, he can let Ye Feng know the gap between the two, he will never be the opponent of a martial artist in nature, how can his cultivation surpass himself.

Ye Feng's expression was indifferent, and he actually bullied Ye Wuyi's head, not to mention your insult to me, just by virtue of this, I will not let you go.