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Chapter 122, Competing with Zongmen Disciples

In the first level of the assessment, the most impressive performance was undoubtedly Ye Wuzong, Ye Feihu and Ye Liufeng.

Although for some reason, Ye Feihu would be extremely frightened at the last critical moment.

However, after the sword formation seal was lifted, many people still cast awesome gaze at him.

The shocking scene of killing three Tiangang sword lights with one sword was lingering in their minds at this time.

The old man from Yang Sect, Ye Yangfeng, was already counting the number of disciples in the formation.

In the first level of assessment, there were 3,800 people who could walk out of the sword formation safely and soundly, and nearly 1,200 disciples were either seriously injured or died in battle.

Some people's deaths are very terrible, without a complete body.

These Ye relatives of the dead disciples were already crying outside the formation, and the sky collapsed and the earth broke.

"It's better than I thought."

Ye Yangfeng nodded slightly, and his attitude towards the dead Ye disciples was extremely indifferent.

"This is also good? The sword formation is out of control, and we who are the elders of the sect can't stand it. These little guys would have no need to die!"

Ye Baiyun had a very different idea from him and said with a look of grief and anger.

"That's nothing. We forced the activation of the array eye, and finally did not let the Tiangang Demon-Subduing Sword Wave rush out. Otherwise, how many people do you think will be left?" Ye Yangfeng said with his hands on his back, expressionless.

Ye Beishan's expression was a little heavy when he listened to the two sect elders. However, he took a deep breath and took two steps forward on the platform. He smiled at all the disciples who passed the first level of the assessment: "Congratulations to everyone, after passing the first level of the Ye family's martial arts assessment, everyone can receive the corresponding reward in the royal family mansion..."

Having just experienced a cruel elimination battle, the Ye disciples have not yet fully awakened.

But at this time, I heard the words of the sect leader Ye Beishan.

The haze on everyone's face instantly swept away, and a hint of excitement appeared in their eyes.

The rewards from the royal family will definitely be generous.

For some disciples born in the royal family, it is naturally nothing.

But for those disciples who were born in the eastern land of the Southern Desert and had never seen any great world, this is a great good news!

Ye Beishan ordered to continue to register the names of the disciples who passed the first level of assessment on the list.

Then, he cleared his throat, his face became serious, and said, "This year's royal family is not just about martial arts, so the martial arts process needs to be arranged in full swing under the resolution of the senior management. You don't have much rest time. Tomorrow at noon, everyone will go to the south gate of Xiongjian City. The elder of the Sect will bring you into the outer area of ​​the 'Silence of Desolation'."

As soon as he heard the four words "Sanctification and Wasteland", the originally joyful expression on the faces of many disciples disappeared in an instant!

Compared with the danger of the "Tiangang Demon-Subduing Sword Formation".

The vast forest Zechi, which is surrounded by various unknown and ferocious monsters, is the most deadly hell!

Although every disciple’s dream is to enter a certain job in the royal family mansion.

A stronger disciple will compete for the only one "prince's position".

However, the prerequisite for entering the royal family mansion is to be at the top of the competition in Huiwu.

If you want to win the position of prince, you must fight bloody battles among a group of outstanding comrades and stand out!

Therefore, they cannot avoid the destruction of the desert.

"Haha, Brother Wuzhi, your outstanding performance today is almost blinding my dog's eyes!"

In the crowd, Ye Liufeng was next to Ye Wuzong, and the excitement on his face became stronger and stronger, saying, "This Tiangang Demon-Subduing Sword Formation is just an appetizer to us. That Destroyed Wasteland is the real place to break through and practice. I am really looking forward to how you will perform then!"

He was so impressed by Ye Wuzong that he was so arrogant.

However, Ye Wuzong stood in the crowd without any expression.

His eyes were hovering in the major seats around the stands.

Not long after, he frowned slightly.

"Ye Chong... didn't come?"

Only Ye Chong was not found, Ye Wuzong couldn't help but murmur.

Ye Chuan was also standing beside Ye Wujin, and saw Ye Wujin's slightly strange expression, and his heart was heartbroken.

He knew that that night, thunder flashed in the sky and heavy rain.

On Ye Xuanfeng's mansion, blood flowed into a river.

In the end, the leader of the law enforcement team, Ye Yanshi, and the Zong Lao Ye Haoshan, who claimed to be the strongest combat power, came to the scene and brought many people involved in the bloody massacre to the prison hall of the royal family mansion.

He didn't know now whether his uncle Ye Chong was alive or dead...

"Ogawa..."

At this time, Ye Wuzong's low voice suddenly came in Ye Chuan's ears.

He turned to look and found Ye Wuzong looking at him with a serious expression.

Ye Chuan's eyes began to hiding.

Ye Wujin knew it in his heart.

Ye Chuan's expression has already explained the problem.

"It seems that something intriguing happened last night... Ye Chong, is he dead?"

Ye Wuzong said lightly in a voice that only he and Ye Chuan could hear.

"Brother without trace..."

Ye Chuan looked up at him, but he stopped talking.

Ye Wuzong didn't reply, and continued to withdraw his gaze and looked at Ye Beishan on the high platform.

At this time, Ye Beishan also talked about the key issues.

"Today, although the Tiangang Demon-Subduing Sword Formation was out of control, the real assessment standards were only improved under the premise of losing control, and it was not too out of line. We simply took back the last round of attacks..."

"But you must understand that the assessment standards for the Narcissus Wasteland are several times more difficult than today's first level of assessment!"

"It was a barbaric field that not many people had ever stepped into, with crises everywhere and murderous intent."

"So, on the list, if anyone wants to withdraw from the second level of assessment, he can ask the sect elders for advice. I will not force any disciple of the branch clan..."

Judging from Ye Beishan's words.

This second level of assessment must be full of difficulties.

Therefore, when Ye Beishan finished speaking.

Many disciples already had a layer of dead gray on their faces.

But at this moment, Ye Liufeng didn't know where to draw evil wind. Suddenly, he raised his arms and shouted, "The sect leader really looks down on us. What's wrong with the disciples of the branch clan? As far as I know, no disciple of the clan will withdraw from the second level assessment in advance! Haha, aren't there just some monster beasts who can't speak and clumsy, and they're afraid of being a ball. If you are a man, just stand up and do it! Do you think so?"

I have to say that the passionate and passionate words are very useful to warriors!

Many disciples who were interested in retreating were infected by it, and their eyes suddenly lit up again!

When a person fights for a breath, the Buddha is just a stick of incense.

I ran to Nanhuangxiong Jian City all the way, wasn’t it just to squeeze in and enter the royal family mansion? Everyone has put in too much effort for this, and there is no reason to be scared by the destruction of the wilderness!

"That's right!"

"I want to participate!"

"At worst, is it just a death? No matter how cruel the monster is, can it be more cruel than others?"

Many disciples agreed.

Ye Liufeng was very satisfied and winked at Ye Wujin beside him, saying, "Brother Wujin, how about it, it's okay!"

Ye Wuzong looked calm and said, "If they are not afraid of death, of course they can continue to evaluate..."

"Nothing!"

In the stands, Ye Baiyun suddenly looked angry and said, "This is not a battle of intention. Before the annual assessment, we must say some things ahead!"

"Do you know that the Destroyed Waste is not as simple as just a few miscellaneous beasts!"

"This time, we are going to act in groups. Every Ye disciple who participated in the trial of the Desolate Wasteland represents the royal family mansion!"
Chapter completed!
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