Peerless Martial Soul

But Chen Feng knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to say this in his ears. The person speaking was at least tens of thousands of meters away from him.

And being able to achieve this effect is really terrifying.

Chen Feng was secretly shocked: "This person's strength is unfathomable. It is simply not something I can compare to or even understand now."

At the same time, on this mountain peak, in dozens of other courtyards, and in the ears of thousands of disciples, such a voice rang out.

Hearing this, all the disciples were shocked, and then they left their own courtyard and walked quickly down the mountain.

There are also many well-informed people who have secretly said in their hearts: "It's really coming, it's really going to start."

Many people are very excited.

Chen Feng had heard of it before and knew what was going on.

The assessment for candidate disciples to enter the sect is about to begin.

Bai Shanshui was seriously injured and unable to move. Wu Xi was a handyman disciple and was not qualified to participate, so he happened to stay to take care of Bai Shanshui.

Chen Feng, Shen Yanbing, and Luo Chen walked quickly down the mountain.

At this time, thousands of people had gathered in the large open space under the mountain peak and on the edge of the lake.

Thousands of people gathered here, naturally divided into small groups according to their respective origins.

People from every other courtyard gathered together, whispering, while others were making loud noises.

Chen Feng's arrival also attracted everyone's attention.

Seeing Chen Feng and Shen Yanbing arriving here, many people stopped talking and looked at them, their eyes falling on Chen Feng.

There is admiration, envy, and naked jealousy that cannot be concealed.

There is even a bit of a very hostile light.

These rays of hostility naturally come from those who have been taught a lesson by Chen Feng.

Especially the Yang family, they gathered together and looked at Chen Feng, their faces filled with resentment and hatred.

The three most promising and powerful members of their Yang family were all destroyed by Chen Feng.

Originally, everyone in the Yang family believed that they and others would definitely achieve excellent results in the sect's assessment this time.

But Chen Feng ruined all their hopes.

They are afraid that they will change from the top group to the worst group.

Many of these disciples had already met Chen Feng and witnessed his powerful cultivation.

But more people have never seen him.

Among the crowd, after a moment of silence, there was a burst of whispers.

"Is this Chen Feng? The Chen Feng who has never been defeated since coming to the other courtyard and has defeated almost all the masters on this mountain peak?"

"Yes, it's him!"

"Chen Feng's cultivation level is unfathomable. He has reached at least the sixth level of the Shenmen Realm, and he has many powerful martial arts skills."

"Hey, don't take it too seriously."

At this time, there was a sudden sound of disdain among the crowd.

"The really powerful people on this mountain peak haven't even taken action yet!"

"Chen Feng, this kid, just defeated a few losers and thought he was invincible. He dared to call himself the number one master of the candidate disciples of Ziyang Sword Field. He is simply arrogant!"

"Yes, not only did some powerful disciples not take action, but Chen Feng, an arrogant guy, has never seen how powerful the disciples of the five major branch sects are!"

"Indeed, the disciples of the five major branch sects, as direct descendants of Ziyang Sword Field, can directly participate in the assessment and do not need to live in a separate courtyard on this mountain peak!"

"This Chen Feng is really arrogant. He dares to claim to be the number one candidate disciple without having any contact with a truly powerful opponent. He simply doesn't know the heights of the world."

Many people were talking a lot and were quite disdainful of Chen Feng.

And those who were hostile to Chen Feng only added fuel to the fire.

It's not that Chen Feng didn't hear these voices, it's just that he didn't pay attention to them at all.

He smiled casually and didn't take it to heart at all.

After waiting for a while by the lake, Chen Feng suddenly heard a loud roar piercing the air in the distance in the direction of the nine main peaks.

Chen Feng heard it, and it sounded familiar.

The sound that broke through the sky seemed to be the sound of the flying boat.

Sure enough, he was right.

An instant later, dozens of flying boats appeared in the sky.

Each flying boat is quite huge and can accommodate hundreds of people.

All flying boats are very exquisite, with various patterns and decorations carved on their surfaces.

On the flying boat, four big characters were written: Ziyang Sword Field!

This formation made many people below marvel.

The flying boat is a spiritual weapon. It has broken away from the category of ordinary weapons. It can even be regarded as a magic weapon. It is very precious and expensive to make.

Ordinary sects, such as Qianyuan Sect Qingmu Sect, can only own one or two ships.

The Ziyang Sword Field can actually dispatch dozens of flying boats at one time, which is indeed powerful.

Soon, the flying boat landed on the lakeside, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust.

Then, a group of people, about thirty or forty people, came down from the flying boat. The leader was an old man in purple robes.

As soon as he came out, Chen Feng felt as if a huge mountain suddenly appeared in front of him.

That powerful sense of oppression seemed to have condensed into substance, overwhelming him directly.

And he felt right, because there were already people around, who couldn't bear the pressure and were directly pressed to their knees.