However, there is obviously no free lunch in this world, there are nearly 500 disciples of the outer sect of Qingxuanmen, but there are only 20 people who can become inner disciples!

The so-called elite of the elite, the genius of the genius, this is how it came about!

Just the assessment of the outer disciples of Qingxuanmo made these young monks of Jinzhou feel extremely difficult and harsh, and it is hard to imagine how difficult it is to become an inner disciple of Qingxuanmen!

"No matter how difficult it is, the identity of this inner disciple, I, Yang Yan, will decide!"

Yang Yan stared at the twenty huge and towering stone platforms with fiery eyes, there was not the slightest fear in his eyes, there was only incomparably fanatical battle intent and yearning!

"Don't go too far, these two places are obviously occupied by us first, and there are so many vacant seats next to them, why are you grabbing them with us?"

Just when Yang Yan was secretly making up his mind in his heart, a somewhat familiar voice came into his ears, and he turned his head to look at it at the moment, but saw Zhang Lin not far away, Zhang Fei and the others were arguing with two other people in the costumes of Qingxuanmen disciples, and they were rushing towards the place of the incident at the moment.

"Why? Just because you are new, and I am your senior brother, these two stone platforms have always been used by the two of us, today I see that you are new, senior brother doesn't care about you, if you talk nonsense, I don't mind letting you two taste the pain of flesh and skin, and I can teach you how to respect your elders!"

Among the two Qingxuanmen disciples, the thinner young man sneered at Zhang Fei and the others a few times, and stroked the sleeves on his arms upwards, looking like he had a big intention of fighting if he didn't agree with each other.

The movement here obviously attracted the attention of many disciples in the field, but after taking a look, most of them looked away a little indifferently and entered the state of cultivation again, obviously not strange about this kind of thing, but some new disciples have been paying attention to the situation over there, but obviously no one has the intention of going up to help, after all, no one will offend these veteran disciples in the Qingxuanmen because of some irrelevant people.

"You!"

When Zhang Fei heard the slightly threatening words in the disciple's words, a little anger also rose in his heart, and he was about to attack, but he was forcibly pulled by Zhang Lin on the side, and said in a low voice.

"This is Qingxuanmen, it's not as good as being in Jinhuan City, let's bear with it!"

After that, Zhang Lin wanted to pull Zhang Fei away...

"You know each other..."

Seeing this, a slight smug smile appeared on the faces of the two disciples, but after a while, the smile on their faces slowly froze!

"A guy who doesn't even understand the truth of first come, first come, first come, is also worthy of being our senior brother?

The faint voice fell lightly in everyone's ears, and immediately the eyes fell on the young man behind Zhang Lin and Zhang Fei.

"Third Young Master!"

Zhang Lin and Zhang Fei also had a little joy on their faces at this moment.

"Are the new disciples of this class as crazy as you? It seems that I have to discipline you well for your parents..."

The disciple who looked quite thin smiled coldly, and glanced at the other person on the side, and the two of them slowly approached Yang Yan and them at the same time, and at the same time, the powerful spiritual power fluctuations in his body were also unreservedly emitted at this moment!

"Fourth Layer of Spiritual Realm!?"

Zhang Lin and Zhang Fei's faces have changed dramatically at this moment, with the strength of the second layer of their Sense Spirit Realm, in front of these two people, the resistance in their hearts has already withered by most of them, just because the gap between the two sides is too big!

"Third Young Master, why don't we withdraw first..."

There was a trace of resentment and unwillingness in Zhang Lin's eyes, but after half a sound, he still suppressed it all and whispered to Yang Yan.

Zhang Fei on the side was also quite ugly at the moment, although the two of them had a lot of confidence in Yang Yan, and they also knew the shocking news of Yang Yan's victory against Leng Yuetian in the Hundred Hunting Ground before, but now they were facing two opponents of the fourth layer of the Sense Spirit Realm! And in this level of fighting, the two of them could play very little role!

"There are some things that can't be solved by blindly tolerating, since they are unreasonable, then let's talk with their fists!"

Yang Yan glanced at Zhang Lin and Zhang Fei, who had a somewhat ugly face, but said that his words were not covered up too much, so they directly reached the ears of many people nearby.

"It's a good one to speak with your fists, but I want to see how hard your fists are today!"

The two Qingxuanmen disciples glanced at each other, a strange smile appeared on their faces, and then the two of them moved at the same time, and their arms were wrapped in rich spiritual power, rushing towards Yang Yan and them!

There is no such thing as a new disciple who dares to argue with these veteran disciples, but it has not happened for many years! Since there are blind guys who come to the door, they don't mind killing chickens and monkeys, so that those new disciples can understand the gap between them and them!

Seeing this, Zhang Lin and Zhang Fei's faces also showed a solemnity, but they did not choose to retreat, although they understood that their own strength was difficult to pose any threat to those two, but they would never leave Yang Yan alone to face the terrifying offensive!

"Let me do it!"

However, at the moment when the two of them were about to step out, Yang Yan stretched out his hand to stop the two, and immediately stepped out in the shocked eyes of everyone, looking at this appearance, Yang Yan seemed to want to face the siege of two fourth-layer cultivators of the Spiritual Realm alone!

"Is that guy crazy? Song Zhen and Gao Qiang are both the strength of the fourth layer of the Sense Spirit Realm, and one of his new disciples who has joined the Qingxuanmen actually wants to fight one against two?"

"Could it be that his strength has reached the fifth layer of the Sense Spirit Realm?!"

"Absolutely impossible, the strongest of the contestants in this assessment seems to be the fourth layer of the Spirit Realm..."

Faced with the whispers in the sky, Yang Yan took a step out without paying attention!

"Boy, I'll make you pay for your hubris!"

Song Zhen and Gao Qiang, who rushed forward, also had a furious look on their faces, they didn't expect that the two of them would be underestimated by a new disciple who had just started, if the two of them didn't knock down the arrogant kid in front of him with one move, I am afraid that they would lose the face of the old disciple of Qingxuanmen!

"Whew!"

The two of them were like tigers pounced, and their fists carried extremely violent spiritual power fluctuations, and they blasted towards Yang Yan's body fiercely!

However, in the face of the fierce attack of the two, Yang Yan's face did not change at this time, and he suddenly opened his mouth and let out a soft roar, and the majestic soul power gushed out from the center of his eyebrows, mixed with the whistling sound, and burst out in a circle like a substantial sound wave, spreading towards the two Song Zhen who were fierce in front of them!

"Buzz!"

At that time, the disciples of the Qingxuanmen who were relatively close to the battle circle all had a feeling of dizziness in their minds at this moment, and in the whistling sound that didn't sound too loud, it was an extremely majestic soul impact, and even some of the weaker people were unable to maintain their balance at this moment, and they fell to the ground slowly!

Compared to those disciples around them, Song Zhen and Gao Qiang, who bore the brunt of the attack, undoubtedly doubled! Although the strength of the two of them was not weak among the disciples of the outer sect of the Qingxuan Sect, their cultivation of soul power was like an unarmed baby compared to Yang Yan!

Therefore, after Yang Yan's soft whistle swept down, the expressions on the faces of the two of them were instantly frozen, and the figure that flew towards Yang Yan in mid-air was also slightly slowed, and at this moment, Yang Yan not far away finally moved!

"Walk the clouds!"

Yang Yan let out a low cry in his heart, and immediately the spiritual power in the sea of qi instantly surged, running along the meridians in his body continuously towards his feet, and the next moment, the soles of his feet took a step, but his figure disappeared strangely!

"Bang bang!"

Two muffled sounds were quite obvious in this silent square, and immediately the eyes were condensed in the battlefield, and then there were countless gasping voices!

In the area where the two sides were fighting, the two figures fell to the ground in a slightly embarrassed way, it was Song Zhen and Gao Qiang!

"Actually... Won?!"

At this moment, Zhang Lin and Zhang Fei glanced at each other, and they both saw a little unbelievable from each other's faces, although they already knew something about Yang Yan's toughness, but when they saw it like this, they could easily knock down two monks whose strength had reached the fourth layer of the Spiritual Realm to the ground, and there was still a sense of unreality like a dream!

"That kid... Actually won to send the truth and high strength?!"

The dead silence in the field lasted for a moment, and finally someone was the first to come back to their senses and muttered in disbelief.

Then, an uproar suddenly spread from the field, and a series of strange eyes stared at Yang Yan, who had an indifferent expression in the field, as if he was looking at a monster!

"He... Is he really a new disciple this year? How can he be so strong!"

"This guy seems familiar... I remembered that he was the third place in this year's Hundred Hunting Grounds, and it seemed to be called... It's called Yang Yan!"

"This strength is only the third place?! How strong should the first and second places be!"

The devastating battle in the field undoubtedly caused a huge commotion!

"Soul power... And in just a few days, the pace of Xingyun has also been successfully cultivated, interesting guy..."

On a towering stone platform, a man with a heavy sword stared at Yang Yan with an indifferent face in the field with great interest, and muttered.

Maybe others didn't notice Yang Yan's attack, but he saw it clearly, just now Yang Yan first used the soul shock wave to make Song Zhen and the others lose their minds instantly, and even if he used the pace of the cloud to detour behind the two of them in an instant, so that he could achieve a victory!

Yang Yan's soul power was said to have attracted his attention, but his cultivation talent surprised him even more!

As a body martial technique that will never be passed on by Qingxuanmen, only after becoming a disciple of Qingxuanmen can he have this qualification to practice 'Xingyun Pace', and only five days have passed since the end of the Giant Hundred Hunting Ground, which means that within these five days, Yang Yan has cultivated Xingyun Pace to this extent!

This kind of demonic speed is three days faster than he was at the beginning!

"I'm going to kill you!"

At this time, Song Zhen, who was sitting on the ground with a sluggish face, finally recovered from his previous failure, and the whispers and various eyes of the disciples around him were like sharp blades, fiercely piercing his self-esteem as a veteran disciple of Qingxuanmen!

He didn't expect that in front of so many people, and after he joined forces with Gao Qiang, he still lost to the new disciple in front of him!

As soon as he thought of this, Song Zhen's remaining sanity had a tendency to be swallowed by anger, and at that moment, his palm slammed through the Qiankun bag, and then three cold rays were in the shape of 'Pin', shooting towards Yang Yan not far away!

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that they are three extremely sharp shuttle-shaped weapons, and judging from the rich spiritual power fluctuations emanating from them, Song Zhen is obviously moving with murderous intent this time!

Not far away, Yang Yan's face was also suddenly cold, as early as when Song Zhen shouted, he was vigilant and questioning in his heart, and at the moment, seeing that the guy actually wanted to kill him, a little killing intent suddenly rose in his heart, and as soon as his palm was flipped, the remnant frost of the moon shadow suddenly appeared, and immediately in the horrified eyes of everyone, his body rushed towards the three long shuttles carrying terrifying attacks!

At the moment when his body flew by, Yang Yan did not hesitate, and directly mobilized the twenty wisps of Taiyin power in the sea of qi, all of which converged on the remnant frost of the moon shadow, and immediately shook his wrist, and danced the Dao sword light, colliding with the three long shuttles that shot out!

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and between the bursts of sparks, the three long shuttles containing terrifying energy fell powerlessly under the horrified eyes of everyone, but Yang Yan's figure rushed forward non-stop, with an unstoppable attitude, holding a long sword and rushing towards the terrified Song Zhen!

"Huh!"

The ice blue long sword pierced the air, and the sharp blade of the sword rested on the neck of Song Zhen, who looked frightened, and at the same time, the cold words like frost slowly came out of Yang Yan's mouth.

"If you move again, you will die!"