"This kid doesn't want to beat the giant drum...!"

Naturally, every move of Yan Wubian could not escape the eyes of everyone on the field who were always paying attention to him. The woman in palace clothes couldn't help but exclaimed in shock.

The woman in palace attire knew very well that it was not difficult to become a disciple of Dingfeng. As long as you passed the first level of the Nine Heavens Ascension Challenge, you would be able to pass the assessment.

But passing is one thing, but it is extremely difficult to climb the ninth level. Those who can reach the platform through the ninth level are all talented.

But even for these talented people, it is not that easy to beat the giant drum on the platform.

In the memory of the woman in palace attire, after the completion of the ninth-level ascension ring, the giant drum was beaten only once tens of thousands of years ago. And the person who beat the giant drum can only be described as the monster among monsters.

, this person almost broke the record of all spiritual masters in the Sword God Sect’s cultivation realm.

Regardless of the realm of cultivation, this person can break through quickly in the shortest time. It is a pity that such an evil talent accidentally disappeared during a mission. No matter how hard the Sword God Sect searched, they found nothing.

"Is it possible that Dingfeng, which has been in decline for thousands of years, will really rise again?"

Staring closely at Yan Wubian's figure, the woman in palace attire kept flashing her eyes.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flew up, and in front of everyone's eyes, he punched the giant drum.

However, there was no movement from the giant drum. At the next moment, everyone saw Yan Wubian's figure, which seemed to be shot backwards by a rebounding force.

"Hahaha, this kid really thinks that just because he has climbed up to the Sky Ring, he will definitely be able to beat the giant drum. He is really overestimating his abilities."

Seeing this scene, one of Teng Feng's young disciples breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled.

"Shut up!"

However, what is surprising is that after hearing the words of the disciple behind her, the woman in palace clothes turned her head and suddenly scolded the young man.

"If you can reach the ninth level of the Heavenly Challenge, it won't be too late to make fun of you again."

As soon as Feng's eyes opened and she glared at the young man, the palace gate woman's eyes showed a look of hatred and indifference, and then she turned her attention back to the ninth-level ascending ring.

At the same time, Yan Wubian, who was knocked out by the rebound, was now full of spiritual power, and arcs of electricity were wrapped around his body. He stamped the ground with his feet, and his figure reappeared in the middle of the giant drum like lightning, flashing with spiritual energy.

The powerful fist had once again struck the drum head hard.

With this punch, Yan Wubian didn't hold back at all. The pure and powerful spiritual power and the Thunder God's body that had already entered the stage completely exploded. At the moment of the blast, Yan Wubian suddenly felt that there was a feeling of emptiness in his body.

I feel a sense of weakness all over my body.

At the moment when he hit the giant drum, Yan Wubian felt a huge force coming from the drum surface, and it actually withstood his full-strength attack without any intention of breaking up.

"Break it for me!"

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and a terrifying sword intent that seemed to be able to cut off anything in the world suddenly emanated from Yan Wubian's body.

And the fist he waved suddenly shot out a small, extremely sharp light. As soon as this light flashed, only a slight "chila" sound was heard, as if something was cut open directly. Immediately afterwards.

Yan Wubian felt the force blocking his fist dissipate.

This situation made him couldn't help but feel happy. The light just now was because he used the secret technique of sword-biting. And this secret technique did not disappoint him. It was really terrifying. One blow destroyed the huge drum.

That huge force was defeated.

However, what made Yan Wubian feel a little heartbroken was that with just such a small amount of sword-eating secret technique, half of the condensed sword intent light group in his dantian was directly consumed.

This made him regretful that he could not hold back his anger because of the contempt of two Tengfeng disciples. In order to compete for reputation, he beat the giant drum and consumed the hard-gathered sword spirit.

But now that the matter was over, it was useless even if he regretted it. Immediately, his unstoppable fist fell on the drum head.

"Boom!"

And when they noticed that the terrifying sword intent on Yan Wubian's body disappeared in a flash, and the look of shock on everyone's faces had not faded, at the same time that the sword intent on the former's body disappeared, a drum sound resounded throughout the world.

among the peaks.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!...!"

One drum, two drums, three drums... the drums rang out in the distance, and after nine consecutive blasts, they gradually calmed down.

Just as everyone on the field stared dumbfounded at Yan Wubian's figure that had landed on the stage, a startling rainbow flew from the main peak in front. Then, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties landed.

Next, after scanning the faces of everyone on the field, he immediately asked:

"Tengxuge, why did you suddenly come to Dingfeng, and what was the reason for the drum sound just now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man's eyes fell on the woman in palace clothes.

"Uncle Min, the situation is like this...!"

Before the palace-dressed woman named Teng Xuege could say anything, a young disciple behind her bowed to the middle-aged man and then quickly recounted what had just happened.

"What!"

After hearing this, the middle-aged man also had a look of shock on his face. His eyes turned and fell on Yan Wubian.

Before the middle-aged man could take action, figures flashed, and five or six more figures arrived one after another, landing down. The beards and hair of those who came were all white, and they all exuded a powerful aura, with doubts on their faces.

After understanding the situation, all of these people, without exception, showed shocked faces. After carefully looking at Yan Wubian for a moment, these people's eyes turned to Jie Liuche, and a look appeared on their faces.

An unspeakable look.

Not to mention Jie Liuche, even the Tian family brothers and sisters and others on the side also guessed what these people were thinking. They were simply shocked by Yan Wubian's talent and wanted to accept him as a disciple of his main peak. But stealing disciples like this would make

They were somewhat ashamed.

However, because Yan Wubian was participating in Dingfeng's assessment after all, he had to rely on Jie Liuche's opinion both emotionally and rationally.

At this time, one of the old men in black no longer worried and said directly:

"Liuche, you also know the current situation in Dingfeng. Letting such a talented person stay here will only hinder his cultivation and really mislead his disciples. Why not let him join our Sun Peak."

The old man in black had just finished speaking. Before Jie Liuche could speak, the middle-aged man who arrived first glared at the old man in black and said:

"Senior Brother Wen, there has to be a first-come-first-served basis. I was the first one to arrive. This disciple should join our Star Peak anyway. Moreover, your Sun Peak already has a Yuan Xuxian, so don't come again.
Chapter completed!