Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng clenched his fists, his heart becoming cold.

"Since I have reached this step, I have the determination to continue growing. I hope you can give me this opportunity." Ye Feng said resolutely, "As long as you let me join your Flying Cloud Sect, Ye Feng will work hard!"

"What the hell is the use of trying? With such talent, everything is destined. Ye Feng, you are a complete and utter trash! " Liu Qingshan roared from the side.

He had ambushed Ye Feng and lost the qualification to take the examination, so naturally, he mocked and ridiculed him. He wished that he could stomp and crush Ye Feng on the ground.

However, Ye Feng ignored him, and did not even look at him once.

This action again caused Liu Qingshan to fly into a rage.

"If even the trash of a Martial Vein could enter my sect, my Flying Cloud Sect would certainly be mocked by other sects in the various counties. Ye Feng, your talent is too low, this elder … "I'll strip you of your slot."

Hu Daotong coldly spoke out and made a decision.

These words did not cause much of a stir, and all the Xiantian experts nodded slightly.

"Trash, it's impossible for a Martial Vein to advance to the Innate Realm in its entire life. What's the use of being strong during the warrior stage? If I meet an Innate Ranker, I can kill ten of them in one move."

Looking at the cold gazes of everyone below the stage, Ye Feng laughed coldly in his heart: "Based on the level of the Martial Vein s? These people are really snobbish! "

Good, good.

Even so, he didn't want to waste his breath.

"Wait!"

Just as Ye Feng was about to turn around and leave, a clear voice suddenly sounded from the high platform and a beautiful figure walked over.

"Ye Feng, Young Master Ye, by the side of my fairy, there is still a child with a sword in his arms, do you have any intentions?" The woman had a sword in her hand. It was the servant girl from the Cyan Feather Mountain, Fairy Zhen.

Since she said that, it naturally meant what Zhen Wan had said.

"Boom …"

The crowd immediately burst into an uproar.

Who would have thought that Ye Feng's luck was so good. A waste of a Martial Vein could actually obtain the favor of Zhen Xian?

Even though he was just a boy with a sword in his arms, he was still called my man. For him to be able to stay by Fairy Zhen's side, forget about being an outer disciple of the Flying Cloud Sect, he would even be willing to exchange his own Inner Sect.

In that moment, everyone's eyes turned red, including Liu Qingshan's. A few Innate Rankers swallowed their saliva.

Under the gaze of "jealousy and envy", Ye Feng turned his head around.

Staring at Fairy Zhen, he coldly spoke, "Many thanks for your good intentions!"

"Humans have pride, I have pride, I, Ye Feng's husband, how can I look to others and become their slave?"

"If you do not keep me here, then you will naturally keep me. One day, I, Ye Feng, will make it so that you, Hu Daotong, cannot climb higher on your Flying Cloud Sect. "Farewell!"

He turned around and left, leaving behind only a stubborn back.

Today, you ignored me. With enough time, I will make it so that you won't be able to climb higher!

Fairy Zhen revealed a look of admiration, as she looked at Ye Feng's back and nodded.

If not for his true talent being too low, she could have brought him along with her to the Cyan Feather Mountain.

What a pity …

"Hmph, what arrogant words."

Hu Daotong, who was at the side, spoke out a few words, his nose releasing a cold snort.

The last few words that Ye Feng said infuriated Elder Hu quite a bit.

"A piece of Martial Vein trash really treats himself as a dish? My Flying Cloud Sect is thousands of times stronger than yours, yet you dare to be so arrogant in front of me? "

"If it wasn't for the presence of Fairy Zhen, how could this old man allow you to roar and leave as you wish?"

A strong killing intent flashed across his eyes …

"..."

On the mountain road, Ye Feng ran towards the Zhao Family Manor without stopping.

The matter of Flying Cloud Sect had ended.

At this moment, Ye Feng really wanted to return to the Zhao Family Manor, bring Hua Ling, leave this place, and search for her father Ye Tian's whereabouts.

On this trip to the Bali City, although he managed to settle Zhao Dapeng and Zhao Lun the father and son duo, and his gains were not bad, at the same time, he had formed a grudge with the Liu and Wang Families of the three great families.

Based on his two lifetimes of experience, Ye Feng felt that those so called martial arts families would not let him go easily.

Especially since he was unable to become a disciple of the sect, to the aristocratic families, he was just like a duckweed without a root. He had slapped their faces, causing Liu Qingshan, who had become the champion, to become popular.

This situation was the same as offending some rich second generation officials in the future.

If you had any future prospects, others wouldn't dare to continue to cause trouble for you. However, if you didn't make a name for yourself, those people who felt that they had been disgraced would definitely take revenge.

As the horses galloped, they got further and further away from the Bali City, but Ye Feng's vigilance did not relax.

There was only one way to return to Zhao Family Manor.

The mountain path in front was narrow, and the two sides were filled with dense dark trees. With a single glance, he could not see the end.

Ye Feng who was on the horse lowered his body down to an extremely low height, his eyes were fully focused, although he could still see every bit of danger within a hundred meters while galloping,

Suddenly, his arms pressed down on the saddle, and with a flip of his body, he shot up into the sky.

The horses continued to move forward under the influence of inertia.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

A strange sound came from both sides of the mountain road. Dozens of sharp arrows covered almost all of the possible angles. In an instant, the arrow hit the galloping horse. It let out a long hiss before it fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Ye Feng, who was in mid air, shook the short iron rod in his hand, and a few arrows that were flying toward him were sent flying one by one.

Ye Feng who was on the ground looked at the forest in front of him, his face revealing a sneer.

"You insignificant person, come out now, Ye Feng!"

Standing on the mountain path, with Ye Feng's Vital Qi protecting his entire body, a white Light Shield appeared with him as the center, covering his entire body.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …

Four masked Man In Black s jumped out from two different sides of the road.

"Kill!"

The four Man In Black s did not utter a single word of nonsense. After locking onto their target, they each pulled out their weapons.

The short iron rod was swung again, creating a whistling sound and blocking the four people outside.

"Everyone, don't be afraid. At worst, we'll just take a hit. This rotten iron rod can't even take one's life!"

The leader of the Man In Black saw that the weapon in Ye Feng's hands was just a rod that did not look like a rod or a blade that looked like a blade, so he shouted and took the lead to pounce towards Ye Feng.

Bang!

Ye Feng's figure flashed, avoiding the Man In Black's attack, after that, he used his staff and struck one of the three remaining people.

That person didn't even have the chance to make a sound before he was sent flying and lying motionless on the ground.

The others were shocked, but this group of people were extremely fierce. Seeing this scene, they did not retreat, but instead completely released their vicious natures.

"Brothers, attack! Slash him to death!"

The leader grinned maliciously as he beckoned his companions forward, completely ignoring the threat of death.

"Keep dreaming!"

Ye Feng laughed coldly, since the other party did not want his life, then he had nothing to be polite with.