A mass of darkness surged toward Ye Feng, and bright scimitars fell from the sky.
"Buzz!"
Just when these people were five steps away from Ye Feng, the surrounding space suddenly became extremely solid, and they were unable to go any further. They were all imprisoned in place.
Terrifying aura burst out from Ye Feng's body, and the aura of Tianwu Realm firmly suppressed these people in place.
The bandit leader's eyes showed a look of horror, and he looked at Ye Feng in horror. Ten thousand grass mud horses were rolling in his heart, and he almost cursed. Who said just now, they can kill Ye Feng together.
With a glance, a huge vortex appeared in Ye Feng's eyes, and layers of suction appeared. This was the soul-stirring technique.
"No, why do I feel like my soul is going to leave my body!"
Some people feel that something is wrong, and their souls are about to leave their bodies.
The acquired warrior will die once his soul leaves his body.
"Bang bang bang!"
A large number of corpses fell to the ground. They didn't know how they died. It felt like their souls suddenly lost consciousness and they fell to the ground and died.
Such a terrifying pupil technique uses soul power to perform soul-catching techniques. Ye Feng is practicing with these people to adapt to soul power attacks.
More and more people fell to the ground, but Ye Feng still stood there, but the terrifying momentum suppressed these people, making them unable to move. As long as they were swept by Ye Feng, they would all die inexplicably.
"Don't look into his eyes!"
The bandit leader's eyes were splitting with anger. Seeing his soldiers die one by one, he let out an angry roar and saw some clues to prevent these people from looking into Ye Feng's eyes.
"I'm just realizing it now, isn't it too late?"
Ye Feng is becoming more and more skilled in the use of soul power. He can still perform soul power attacks even without looking at his own eyes.
The sounds of falling to the ground came and went, and in the blink of an eye, half of the people fell to the ground and died under Ye Feng's eye skills.
This is a mysterious spell. The soul power is released through the eyes to make invisible attacks.
The soul sea is constantly changing, and the vortex that appeared in the eyes just disappeared, replaced by a soul sword, colorless and invisible, piercing the soul sea of the remaining people.
"Ahh..."
There was another burst of intensive screams, the sound was piercing, and the soul was pierced alive. It was worse than death, and it was more painful than attacking the physical body.
The bandit leader struggled hard to get rid of Ye Feng's pressure, but unfortunately he couldn't break free from Ye Feng's suppression despite all his strength.
Three breaths later, a pile of corpses lay on the ground, all dead. Only the leader of the bandits stood there, barely standing upright, and his whole body was already soaked.
"Plop!"
Ye Feng regained his momentum, and the bandit leader plopped down and knelt in front of Ye Feng.
"Please... please spare my life, young master. I know I was wrong and I shouldn't have tried to trick you. Please let me live!"
The bandit leader kowtowed repeatedly, breaking his scalp. Ye Feng remained indifferent and expressionless.
"The opportunity was given to you, but you couldn't seize it yourself!"
Ye Feng didn't bother to fight with him, turned around and walked towards the lean old man.
"Ye... Mr. Ye, I'm so ashamed that I don't know the real person!"
The lean old man didn't want to agree to Ye Feng to go with them at first, because Ye Feng looked suave and had two beauties with him. The old man was also afraid of getting into trouble. If Ye Feng hadn't given them some resources, he wouldn't have agreed.
Looking back now, it is fortunate that I agreed at that time, otherwise they would have been killed by the bandits in front of them.
"My husband, you're welcome. I'd also like to thank you for taking care of me along the way. We'll see you again soon!"
Ye Feng hugged his father-in-law. If it hadn't been for the last critical moment when the lean old man left and returned, Ye Feng might not even have said hello, proving that the other party did not abandon his conscience and valued love and righteousness.
Watching Ye Feng gradually disappear before his eyes, the lean old man felt a little disappointed.
"ah!"
At this moment, a golden spear appeared out of thin air and penetrated directly through the bandit leader who was kneeling on the ground. The spear passed through the body without any flesh and blood flying out. It penetrated directly through the body without any visible physical damage.
The bandit leader's eyes showed fear, and he felt that his vitality was disappearing little by little. When the shadows of Ye Feng and the three people disappeared completely, the bandit leader closed his eyes unwillingly, unable to die anymore.
Two days later, Ye Feng and the others returned to the academy successfully.
Ya'er returned to the True Disciple Mountain Peak and practiced with peace of mind.
Qi Ruomei also returned to her cave, while Ye Feng went to Merit Hall.
"I'm here to be promoted to a true disciple!"
Ye Feng explained his purpose of coming, he had broken through the Tianwu realm and was successfully promoted to a true disciple.
There are only a few hundred true disciples in the entire academy, and each one of them is the best among men.
"Please release the true energy!"
When you reach the Tianwu realm, the true energy is converted into true energy and cannot be faked.
A stream of Gang Qi formed by true energy appeared and extended from Ye Feng's palm to a distance of ten meters. This was the evolution of Gang Qi.
"Yes, it is indeed the Tianwu realm!"
The elder responsible for the promotion of true disciples nodded with satisfaction. In the past two years, many talented disciples have appeared in the academy, and many true disciples appear every year.
"Come with me and pick a mountain of your own!"
The elder led Ye Feng into a room, and something like a light curtain appeared in front of Ye Feng. It was actually a microcosm of the entire Tianling Academy, like a miniature map, with each area appearing vividly in the light. on the screen.
The old man swiped his right hand, and a large circle appeared on the upper right side of the light screen. The old man circled this area.
"This is the area for true disciples. There are more than 200 peaks. Most of them are now inhabited. There are only a few peaks that are temporarily unoccupied. You choose, the red ones are occupied, the green ones are unoccupied!"
The elder introduced Ye Feng.
Ye Feng looked carefully and found that all the good places were occupied. The remaining peaks were close to the edge of the academy, far away from the spiritual veins. The spiritual energy would definitely not be as good as those of the peaks in the middle, and would not be much better than his current training cave.
With a frown, Ye Feng didn't seem very satisfied.
"What's going on in these places, why are they so obscure!"
Ye Feng pointed to the central area, where the peaks were not marked.
"I forgot to tell you, this is the peak of the Ten Holy Sons!"
The elder continued to explain.
"Top Ten Holy Sons?"
This was the first time Ye Feng heard about it.
"You are a new disciple, so it is normal for you not to understand. It just so happens that there are few people today, so I will introduce you to the distribution map of true disciples!"
The elders have a good impression of Ye Feng. After all, Ye Feng looks young and has unlimited potential in the future. Besides, he has no airs. These elders are all interested in fawning over him. Maybe one day in the future, Ye Feng will become the Holy Son. As long as he takes a little care of them or promotes them, they will be able to do it. It's a great honor.
"Let me tell you about the ten saints first!"
The elder cleared his throat.
"Only the top ten true disciples can get the title of Holy Son. The Holy Son represents the future master of the academy. They are all candidates for the academy. Each one's potential cannot be underestimated."
After the elder finished speaking, he felt a trace of yearning and some envy. Being able to be the Holy Son can basically be said to be on par with the ten elders. Even the master of the courtyard dare not punish the sin easily. It can be said that he is so powerful that even the elders of the outer sect like them have to do it. Flattery.
Although they are both elders, compared with the ten elders, these elders are simply as different as heaven and earth.
Ye Feng nodded. It is not difficult to understand that the Holy Son was trained as the future master of the academy. To be able to stand out from more than 200 people, this talent should not be underestimated.
"It has been five or six years. The top ten saints are unbreakable. Only a few people at the bottom have changed. The top five have not changed their rankings for five or six consecutive years!"
Speaking of this, this elder also felt a sigh of relief. The ten holy sons were out of reach, even harder to see than the branch masters of the Four Courts, Four Halls, Four Views and One Zhongtian.
"Since they are the Ten Saint Sons, then there should be ten peaks here. Why are there eleven here!"
Ye Feng pointed to the obscure place and found that there were eleven peaks.
"I forgot to tell you, the ten saints are right, but as for the remaining one, we have to start talking about it ten years ago!"
The elder's memory was suddenly pulled back to ten years ago.
"Ten years ago, we were still among the top ten saints. At that time, a great genius emerged and was promoted to a true disciple. He challenged one of the ten saints, defeated his opponent with one move, and directly became the new saint, becoming a myth."
The old man was full of passion and seemed to have deep feelings when he recalled what happened back then.
Ye Feng did not interrupt and listened quietly. He was also shocked in his heart. He was promoted to a true disciple, challenged the Holy Son, and defeated him with one move. I am afraid that even he would have a hard time doing it.
"For three months, this genius disciple repeatedly challenged him. Finally, three months later, he challenged the number one Holy Son at that time, who is now the Ninth Elder, and defeated him with one move. It caused a sensation in the entire academy at the time!"
Defeating the first person of the Holy Son with one move, even if the first person of the Holy Son was not strong at that time, he would not be defeated with one move.
To become the first person of the Holy Son, his talent is definitely not bad. After being defeated, he gave up the competition for the master of the hospital, and finally broke through the Immortal Martial Realm and became an elder.
"After defeating the number one Holy Son of the year, this genius disappeared directly. This disappearance lasted for ten years. His mountain peak has been idle, and the academy cannot be less than the top ten Holy Sons, because in half a year there will be the Vientiane Ceremony, which will consist of ten Representatives of the great saints participate, so the academy has always maintained the quota of the top ten saints. "
Ye Feng finally understood.
After this talented disciple defeated the number one Holy Son at the time, he quietly left the academy. The academy had to maintain the number of the top ten Holy Sons, no more, no less. His mountain was left idle. If he came back, the ranking of the Holy Son would be Will adjust, if not come, maintain the current ranking of the Son.
"Then I will choose this mountain. If he comes back, I will naturally free it. If he doesn't come back, I will use it first!"
Ye Feng pointed at an obscure mountain peak and actually chose the one that had been idle.
"this… "
The elder is a little embarrassed. After all, no one dares to choose this mountain for ten years. The strength of that person back then was unfathomable and no one dared to offend him. I am afraid that even the tenth elder will be afraid of him when he comes back. If he comes back and finds out If your mountain is occupied by others, you will definitely not give up.
"Is there any difficulty? It's just idle anyway, why not make use of it!"
This is simply a waste of resources. Preserving a mountain for someone who will never come back is a huge waste.
"Let me report it!"
After saying that, the elder left the room, apparently heading to the upper levels of the Communication Academy. (To be continued)