Chapter 911: Shock

Under the attention of everyone, Ye Feng walked to the front of the war drum, with a light pace and no true essence fluctuations, just like an ordinary mortal.
"Wow!"
Ye Feng's body ejected, and there was still no True Essence fluctuations, relying on physical strength.
"This kid is crazy. If he doesn't use real yuan, I guess only three war drums can be played."
Not feeling Ye Feng's true essence, many people made a sound of contempt.
Everyone stared at Ye Feng, but most of their eyes were mocking, sneer, and contemptuous.
The elders on the high platform were all taken aback when they saw that Ye Feng hadn't used their true essence. Some people shook their heads and others sighed. A good opportunity for an internal family assessment was actually treated as a trifle by Ye Feng.
But he didn't know that when Ye Feng didn't use his true essence and leapt up relying on physical strength, the crazy elder opened his eyes with a brush, his attention was leaking, and he stared at Ye Feng closely, as if he had found a treasure.
Tang Liangyun was very helpless with a hatred of iron and steel. He never expected Ye Feng to be so careless.
"Boom!"
The first sound appeared, and the sound was thick, as if the earth collapsed. Everyone felt their steps sway, the sound was too depressing.
"Furious, lean on the railing, rest in the rain."
When the second sound sounded, Ye Feng sang in his mouth, it turned out to be a song for the heroes to march.
An endless interpretation of heroic sentiment, hearing such a loud song, everyone is enthusiastic, all passion is ignited.
The drums are loud and loud, inspiring and even exciting.
"Look up, look up to the sky and howl, strong and intense!"
At the third battle drum, Ye Feng's voice grew louder and louder, as if it resonated with heaven and earth.
The drums resounded through the sky and through the sky, with the momentum of overwhelming, magnificent momentum, which completely relied on the power of Ye Feng's physical body, without a trace of true essence in it.
The sound of the drums resembled Yue Han's landslide, and it was majestic and majestic. Hundreds of people were obsessed with it and were deeply attracted by Ye Feng's drums.
The happiest person at this time was Tang Liangyun, who almost danced with his hands and feet. He had a blaming look just now. He didn't expect that Ye Feng would give him such a big surprise.
Not only did the drum sound have a rhythm, but it was also a finished piece. With Ye Feng's strong drum sound, the Haotian Drum was almost inspired. Cooperate with Ye Feng's movements.
On the high platform, the eyes of the mad elders got brighter and brighter, and the other elders also cast their gazes. Ye Feng's drumming momentum was unprecedented, just like the return of the ancient of war, sounding the drum of twilight city.
The momentum is much more than that, the drums are getting louder and louder, and they are earth-shaking, magnificent, like the sea roaring, the stars are singing, and a wonderful song in the world is played.
"Thirty fame, dust and dirt, eight thousand miles away, clouds and moons. Don't wait for nothing, the young man's head is white, empty and sad."
In a blink of an eye, Ye Feng arrived in front of the seventh war drum.
"It's a song of Thirty Fame and Fame, Dust and Soil, don't wait for it, the young head is white, hahaha, sang the old man's heart for many years."
The mad elder suddenly laughed, took the gourd in his hand and drank heavily.
Ye Feng didn't know everything around him. He entered a strange state now, his body floating above the void, and he was actually pulled by the Haotian Drum.
"How is this possible, this kid has entered a state of epiphany."
Many sharp-eyed people at the scene have discovered that Ye Feng closed his eyes and completely relied on the Haotian Drum's traction. This song was approved by Haotian Drum.
Everyone's gaze changed from the contempt, ridicule, and sneer just now, to shock, surprise, a trace of confusion, amazement, and jealousy.
Tang Lingfei's face was gloomy and terrifying, Ye Feng was able to enter the legendary realm of enlightenment at this time, which made Tang Lingfei feel very uncomfortable, as if he had eaten a fly.
Tang Xue stared at Ye Feng fiercely, a murderous intent gradually spreading.
"Jingkang shame, it still hasn't snowed; when will the courtiers hate it? When driving through the long cart, Helan Mountain is lacking."
Ye Feng's body appeared in front of the ninth war drum, and with three loud drums, Ye Feng completed the nine sounds.
At this time, it is no longer possible to use shock to describe everyone’s expressions, because up to now, Ye Feng has not used any true essence, relying on physical power, that is to say, if Ye Feng displays true essence, he can easily ring ten statues. Drums of war.
The tenth war drum appeared, Ye Feng was still in the stage of enlightenment, did not open his eyes, the drumsticks in his hand changed with his mood.
The passionate and high-pitched poems and the uplifting drums brought Ye Feng into a wonderful state.
"Zhi hungry to eat Hulu meat, laugh and talk thirst for the blood of the Huns. After starting from scratch, clean up the old rivers and mountains, and go to heaven."
The tenth battle drum sounded and filled the endless sky, as if the sky was all infected, bright and dark, beating with the rhythm.
Ten rings!
The voice was passionate, and the words made people remember for a long time. Shocked on the spot!
Ye Feng's body slowly fell, still closing his eyes, silent in his own world, deaf to anything that happened outside.
"Wow!"
The mad elder suddenly disappeared. No one could see clearly. He appeared beside Ye Feng, and with a stroke of his hand, a light curtain appeared. All the noise outside could not penetrate the light curtain.
It is difficult to encounter an epiphany once in thousands of years. Ye Feng unexpectedly entered the epiphany. In order not to be disturbed by others, the mad elder arranged a formation to isolate the noise outside so as not to wake Ye Feng.
A little bit of time passed, because Ye Feng hadn't awakened from his epiphany and couldn't announce the result, and the second level was stranded.
Ye Feng felt that his soul had entered a battlefield, and the atmosphere was full of killing and killing, and countless gods and demons hurried past in front of him.
Then there was a great battle. Countless gods and demons fought together, piled up mountain-like bones, blood turned into rivers, and bones turned into mountains.
This was a miserable scene, Ye Feng was completely shocked, the scene in front of him made him want to stop, that kind of sky-high killing air, constantly rushed into his soul sea.
The will to kill was constantly brewing, and the scarlet aura was absorbed by Ye Feng little by little, and Ye Feng felt that his willpower was increasing crazily.
A person's will determines how far you can go. If your will is not firm, your natural mind will not be firm, and it will have a great influence on your future path.
A person with a determined mind, no matter what happens, has a sense of hopelessness, and no one can shake it. This is willpower.
In this sea of ​​blood, Ye Feng tempered his will, and the will also represents the sword intent. At this time, Ye Feng, like a peerless sword, is about to go out of its sheath!
However, in the blink of an eye, Ye Feng could touch the sword intent. At this time, the sword of killing was of course the biggest gain. Nourished by the spirit of killing, Mu Bai shouted excitedly.
"Hahaha, it turned out to be an ancient battlefield. I can still come here personally and absorb a lot of killing air."
Mu Bai jumped in excitement, opened his chest, and absorbed unscrupulously, increasing his strength.
Now he was only half a fairy weapon, and there was still a long way to go from the real fairy weapon, besides, there were Taoist artifacts, king artifacts, and imperial artifacts on it, so far away from the divine artifact.
It took a full half an hour before Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes and withdrew from the battlefield of Gods and Demons, with a look of exhaustion on his face.
Just absorbing the killing energy and tempering his own will, Ye Feng's primordial spirit increased a lot, but the continuous use of primordial spirit caused fatigue.
After opening his eyes, I saw a frustration of tousled hair, followed by a breath of alcohol.
"Little baby, you are awake!"
Ye Feng glanced away and found that there was a light curtain around him. The voices of everyone outside disappeared completely, and an old man appeared beside him, it was the crazy elder.
Ye Feng can't tell her that she's linguistically cut through. He just entered the epiphany. If the mad elder hadn't arranged this formation, I'm afraid he would have withdrawn from the epiphany.
"Thank you elder!"
Ye Feng bowed deeply to express his gratitude. Of course, Ye Feng knew how important the epiphany is to cultivators. Of course, Ye Feng knew that the epiphany just now was of great benefit to Ye Feng's growth, and the Sword of Slaughter was now becoming more powerful.
More importantly, with the help of the will to kill, Ye Feng succeeded in comprehending the state of reaching the slightest sword intent, which made Ye Feng even more grateful to the mad elder.
"You are welcome, kid, go to the second level of assessment!"
The mad elder took a sip of wine and waved his big hand. The formation around him disappeared, and the noise from the outside spread into the ears of the two.
"Ye Feng, ten sounds!"
At this time, the examiner announced Ye Feng's results, and the third ten-ring appeared, but everyone knew what Ye Feng's ten-rings meant. Without the fluctuation of the true essence, the results of the ten-rings could be played by the body.
Many unkind eyes were projected.
Tang Xue's face was gloomy and terrifying, and Ye Feng actually played ten times, which was higher than his talent, which even stimulated his desire to kill.
Force does not represent combat effectiveness. In their eyes, Ye Feng is just a reckless man. Relying on the flesh, in terms of realm, Ye Feng can only rank at the bottom among the three hundred people.
The same is true for Tang Lingfei. Just now, he satirized the Tang Family in Fire City. Ye Feng slapped him ten times, slapped him fiercely, glared at Ye Feng fiercely, and stopped talking.
"Tang Lingfei, didn't you just say that our Tang family in Huocheng didn't have Jiuyan, why don't you tell me now, our Tang family still has ten disciples."
Tang Tian's complexion was very good, and Ye Feng's ten rings made the Tang family in Huocheng attract attention.
"Hmph, don't be proud, there are two more levels. Whether you can enter the inner family is not relying on brute force. Talent is equally important."
Tang Lingfei didn't bother to talk with Tang Tian, ​​he was only placing his hope on the second level, hoping to surpass the Tang Family in Fire City.
"It's really stubborn, and today I will let you know completely what is meant by heaven."
Tang Tian didn't care either, he knew Ye Feng's talent better than anyone else, and he didn't worry about lack of talent at all.
"Okay, next test the second level, test your soul power growth value, everyone walks to the front of the monument in turn."
The assessment elder interrupted the two people's conversation, waved his hand, and walked in front of the monument in the same order.
"Inject your soul power. Levels one to three are inferior, level four to six are medium, level seven to ninth are high, and at level ten, it is high."
The scale has been engraved on the monument, as long as the soul power is injected.