Chapter 38Youth with short hair(2)

On the trial path, Ye Feng walkedeasily and didnot feel any pressure.

And next to him, some of the disciples breathed deeply. Their cultivation was low and they did not reach the 3rdLayer condensation realm. They came hereandjust wanted to try their luck.

The more they movedforward, the greater the pressurewas, and the number of disciples were also significantly reduced.

Ye Fengkept a calmface.Aftera long distancea,he still did not feel the pressureat all.

"This... Ye Feng, what's the level of his cultivation now?"

A panting disciplelooked at Ye Feng with an envious face. He was already in the limit hereand couldn't even make any further, but Ye Feng still walked easily.

"I don't know... but I know clearly that Xiao Yun, a disciple of the 5thQI condensation realm was killed by him."

Another disciple said.

"Wow?!"

The face of disciple who had just askedchanged a lot full of shock.

Ye Feng wascalm and leisurely, his footsteps were as steady as mountain, and he walks forward step by step, not rushing or slowing down.

"We almost getto the top."

Ye Feng looked up.From the top of the mountainto the entrance, it was only a few hundred meters away.

He looked around for a while, and now there were only a dozen disciples who still stood here.

This elimination rate wastoo high. There were more than 500 disciplesat first. However, now there were more than a dozen left in the end, and these people were also not necessarily able to hold out until the last.

At this moment, Ye Feng's eyebrows suddenly raised, and he felt a strong pressure coming from all directions, such as there was amountainon your head.

"It seems that we have reached the pivotal place so thatthe pressure has increased."

Ye Feng'sface was not nervousat all .

He did not use divine power,instead heexplodedthe physical strength of the first-order Saint Physiquetoresist the pressure in all directions, and the steppedtoward the top of the mountain.

With a loud bang, a disciple in front of him could not stand the pressure and rolleddown from the top.

"Are you okay?Don't force yourself."

Ye Feng calmly heldthe disciple, so that hecouldstop rolling down.

"Thank you."

The face ofdisciple was pale and it was his limit to get here. The pressure in front was too great for him to move forward.

"Nothing."

Ye Feng smiled friendly, and then continuedto move forward.

At this moment, a jeering voice soundedbehind him.

"humnph!You'd better to protect yourself first!"

Ye Feng looked back and saw a few young people looking at him with a big smile.

"who are you?"

Ye Feng frowned, these young people lookedvery unusualandunlike ordinary disciples.

"It'simportant,theimportant one is that someone does not want you to live on."

A young man with short hair came out with vigor,he wasvery proud of himself, and looked at Ye Feng with a provocative attitude.

Ye Feng was alert, he was thinking about whomthese young people served for.

Wang He?

Zi Qing?

Bai Jie?

He thought about all the people he had grudgedfor, and felt that these people were likely to attackhim.

"Do you want to go down byyourself, or prefer us to do you a favor?"

The young man looked at Ye Feng with a sly look, hedid not put Ye Feng in his eyes.

"Who sentyouhere?"

Ye Feng's face was slightly dark, and his eyes were cold and looked atthe shorthairyouth.