Chapter 460 Zongmen Square

Rumble...

The heaven and earth space within the secret assessment area suddenly rumbling and trembling, and the entire area began to shake. Situ Reading.\\nCOM

Ye Feng, who was closing his eyes to rest, suddenly opened his eyes and saw that the sky above his head turned into a huge vortex, flashing with a soul-stirring luster.

His mind moved, and he immediately understood what was going on, and quickly put the Flame Lion King who was guarding the side into the spirit beast bag.

The time has come for the secret realm to close.

At this moment, a ray of white light fell from the vortex, forming some kind of communication with the golden token above Ye Feng's head. This token began to flicker continuously, bursting out a wave of space mystery.

Then there was a flash of white light, and Ye Feng's figure suddenly disappeared on the spot.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

At the same time, in various places in the secret assessment realm, white lights flashed and figures continued to disappear...

next moment.

On a huge square made of white jade, countless lights and shadows fell to the ground, and silhouettes of people suddenly appeared on the square.

This space square is all paved with white stones. It is smooth and beautiful. It is many times more beautiful, many times wider, and many times cleaner than the Luoan Royal City of the powerful Western Tang Dynasty.

Compared with this, Luo'an City, which is considered a big city in Yuanwu Continent, is simply a small rural town.

This is inside the Wanjue Sect. It is like a fantasy. Except that the warriors present are full of blood, destroying some of the beauty. It is really like the world where immortals live.

However, Ye Feng was not in the mood to appreciate the magical scenery around Wanjue Sect. Instead, he frowned and looked around.

Figures fell one by one and stood in the wide square. All the warriors who left the secret assessment realm alive only occupied a corner of the huge square, making the place look particularly empty.

The number of people who survived was actually less than three thousand.

The expressions on the faces of the warriors who appeared in this square at this moment included sadness, confusion, excitement, and surprise.

These people looked at each other in shock, but they were speechless.

Entering the secret realm five days ago, there were tens of thousands of warriors selected from various places for assessment, but only less than 3,000 survived. The loss rate was at least 90%.

It can be called a hell on earth, extremely tragic.

Ye Feng's 140,000 points were naturally one of the focuses of everyone's attention. However, a horrifying sound soon came from the crowd.

Turning his head, his eyes also showed a strange light.

Because Ye Feng discovered that on the edge of a square not far from him, in an inconspicuous position, there stood a graceful woman wearing a green robe and a mask. Her appearance could not be seen clearly, but the woman's head was The points... reached a total of more than 154,000 points...

Even more than himself.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng shook his head and let out a wry smile. There are really many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this world, and there are so many talents.

While Ye Feng looked at the masked woman, the woman's eyes suddenly glanced at Ye Feng. When their eyes crossed, a trace of doubt suddenly arose in Ye Feng's heart.

This look seemed familiar.

But for a while, he couldn't remember where he had seen it. Just when Ye Feng was still recalling it carefully, a surprising voice came from his ears: "Ha, Brother Ye, you are so awesome, you actually... got 140,000 points." …”

"Brother Pang Lin?"

Ye Feng turned around with a smile and saw Pang Lin walking towards him.

Pang Lin was different at this moment from five days ago. His body was covered in bloodstains, and his chest was wrapped with a bandage with black blood. Although he was still in good spirits, it could be seen that the injuries he suffered were also serious. Quite heavy.

Just look at the long, black bandage mark. As long as the wound is a little bit higher or an inch deeper, Pang Lin is definitely a dead man.

Obviously, Pang Lin's life was not easy during the five days in the secret realm.

But then Ye Feng turned his surprised eyes to the top of Pang Lin's head. In addition to being promoted to the ninth level of Xiantian, he discovered that the points on Pang Lin's head had actually reached 12,000 points.

This number is really good for a warrior who has just entered the ninth level of Xiantian.

Pang Lin not only survived the attack of the beast tide, but also achieved impressive results.

"You're not bad either. Twelve thousand points are more than enough to become an outer disciple of the Wanjue Sect."

Ye Feng stepped forward and held Pang Lin's hand. Perhaps it was the vibration coming from his arm that made Pang Lin grin with pain.

"Are you injured? Is it okay?" Ye Feng asked embarrassedly as he quickly let go of him.

"It doesn't matter. After the beast wave ended, there were a few blind people who tried to take advantage of me, but I killed them. This wound was left by one of the ninth-level masters." Pang Lin's face was full of pride, and then there was a hint of pride. He said to Ye Feng with gratitude, "Brother Ye, if you hadn't taught me some fighting skills in the other courtyard, you might not have been able to see me this time."

Ye Feng did not teach Pang Lin specific martial arts moves, but he taught Pang Lin how to use his own strengths, avoid weaknesses, and unleash his strongest attack.

For a warrior, at certain times, these things are more effective than martial arts moves.

"What the hell, isn't it because, Brother Pang Lin, you are not weak and you can get through everything, so how dare Ye Feng take the credit?" Ye Feng waved his hand with a smile.

"Brother Ye, I've made a commitment to be your friend. I haven't said anything yet. If you have any instructions from now on, Brother Ye, I, Pang Lin, will come and go without any hesitation." Pang Lin was still grateful.

An honest man like Pang Lin often finds it difficult to change his opinions. Since he insisted on saying this, Ye Feng could only let him go with a wry smile.

"Brother Pang Lin, in the future we will support each other in the sect, make progress together, and climb the peak of martial arts together!"

"good……"

The two palms were tightly held together again...

At this moment, a large group of people appeared at the entrance of the square. Ye Feng raised his head and cast his gaze...