At this moment, the middle-aged man felt that his hand seemed to be severely clamped by a huge red iron clamp, burning pain at the same time but unable to move.

The middle-aged man was taken aback, and his thoughts moved, and the immense power poured into his big hand, shaking towards Murong Yu's hand. However, as soon as his power touched Murong Yu's hand, he was like a clay cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.

The big hand remained motionless. Even Murong Yu's face didn't change at all.

The shock of the middle-aged man was not trivial. In his shame, he yelled, his other hand burst the air, and he slammed Murong Yu's head with a punch.

Murong Yu frowned slightly, grasping the middle-aged man's hand strength and hesitating. Immediately, the middle-aged man felt that he had been hit by a huge sacred mountain, and he retreated involuntarily.

At the same time, his whole body seemed to be cracking apart.

"What's the situation?"

This scene took too short a time, until the middle-aged man was shaken out and everyone reacted. However, everyone was surprised after reacting.

The two are four small realms apart, but Murong Yu is the high-level immortal powerhouse who easily suppressed the seventh-order immortal realm?

Is the middle-aged man just embroidered pillows? Doesn't work? It's just that the sixth-order immortal Fan Jian that he can force just now has no power to fight back!

So everyone came to a conclusion: It's not that the middle-aged man is too wasteful, but that Murong Yu is too strong.

"Fight across four small realms? This person is definitely a genius!" While the handyman disciples looked at Murong Yu, the Zhenwu Temple Outer Temple disciples who presided over the assessment also looked over, and all their faces were revealed. The color of surprise.

Feeling everyone's gaze, Murong Yu secretly smiled in his heart. This time, he didn't just make a move for Fan Jian, but also had deeper intentions.

Zhenwu Temple is one of the most powerful sacred places for cultivation of the holy realm human race, and there is a supreme level in the legend. Has extremely terrifying training resources. However, there are many disciples in Zhenwu Temple.

Everyone who can become a disciple of Zhenwu Temple is a genius-level existence. Ordinary geniuses are just ordinary goods in Zhenwu Temple, and they can only become ordinary disciples.

However, although the Zhenwu Temple has a lot of training resources, it is terrifying. But there is no need to use it all on ordinary disciples. No matter where, there is no such word as fairness.

In the Zhenwu Temple, those saint children, saint women or chief disciples, etc., the cultivation resources they get from the temple are not known how many times higher than ordinary disciples.

Therefore, if you want to get more cultivation resources, you must become a genius among geniuses, an outstanding disciple among the countless disciples of Zhenwu Temple.

The main purpose of Murong Yu's visit to the Zhenwu Temple was to obtain the resources of the Zhenwu Temple. But if he is just an ordinary disciple, then all he gets are the most basic cultivation resources, which are of no use to him.

Therefore, he has to express himself to a limited extent and make himself stand out. But don't go too far. If he was able to kill the enemy across two big realms right now. Then he is not as simple as attracting the attention of others, but burning himself.

Maybe those super strong will not do anything to him. But the inner temple disciples of Zhenwu Temple, especially those of the saints and saints, would definitely treat him as a thorn in the flesh, and they would be removed directly.

No one wants to see a genius rise strongly, and then compete with oneself and divide part of their own interests. Even finally eliminated himself.

Murong Yu knew too much about this kind of thing.

Now he has revealed that he can fight across four small realms, not too enchanting, but only a genius among geniuses. Although it is eye-catching, it will not arouse some people's dread.

"Little bastard, you are looking for death!"

Seeing everyone's eyes with mocking and disdain. The middle-aged man became angry immediately. He yelled, stepped across the endless time and space, appeared in front of Murong Yu, leaned out his big hand, and snapped his head in the air, wanting to break his head.

"Everyone is a handyman disciple, it can be said to be the same. We should watch and help each other, why should we kill each other? Why is it too anxious?" Murong Yu did not make a move, just took a step backwards.

The middle-aged man, who was just irritated and furious, rushed forward, imagining thousands of claws with his big hands, covering Murong Yu, and strangling down.

Murong Yu retreated two more steps, but the middle-aged man was pressing every step of the way, and his idea of ​​killing Murong Yu was extremely strong.

Finally, Murong Yu fought back.

Punch!

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With just one blow, the middle-aged man was directly blown out.

This punch did not contain much power of Murong Yu. If he makes an all-out effort, let alone the seventh-order immortality, even the low-rank Xuansheng will be blown by him with a punch.

But even so, the middle-aged man spurted blood violently, and finally fell to the ground fiercely. The earth trembled.

"What a powerful strength! This guy is comparable in strength to the eighth-order immortality, but he was defeated by a single punch. Then isn't he comparable to the peak of the immortality?" Everyone looked at Murong Yu with shocked eyes.

"It's possible that even the first-order immortal realm powerhouse can be defeated!" Someone asserted.

"Even if his strength is comparable to the peak of the Immortal Realm, but wanting to defeat the Immortal Realm saint is no different from idiotic dreams. How easy is the gap between the Immortal Realm and the Immortal Realm to be crossed? Just like the immortal realm is to the saint realm, it can easily crush me and so on." A ninth-order immortal saint said with a gloomy face.

But, his words were heard by everyone, how could they feel that they were directed at Murong Yu? And the disdain in the words is extremely strong.

"The seventh-order immortality was actually defeated by a sage of the third-order immortal state. It was just a waste." At the end, the ninth-order immortal saint looked at the middle-aged man lying on the ground with disdain.

Feeling the hostility in the opponent's eyes, Murong Yu glanced at the opponent faintly. But seeing this person is one of the people with the most ugly face after he successfully walked over the overpass.

Murong Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, this guy was obviously jealous of himself. If he didn't guess wrong, this guy will definitely come back to trouble him in the future.

"Would you like to beat him up?" This thought suddenly flashed in Murong Yu's heart. But soon he was pinched by him, and it was enough to defeat the middle-aged man today.

So he just smiled faintly and walked to Fan Jian's side.

"My buddy, you are too awesome. Tier 3 immortality easily kills the strong of Tier 7 immortality, I admire you too much." Fan Jian pointed his thumb up at Murong Yu.

However, while speaking, he remembered that when he first saw Murong Yu, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

"He's not dead." Murong Yu pointed to the middle-aged man lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and said silently. Although he defeated the middle-aged man, he did not want to kill.

"Hey, aren't you dead yet? Maybe you are pretending to be dead." Fan Jian looked at the middle-aged man with surprise, his tone was full of mockery.

Everyone's eyes focused on the middle-aged man again. The middle-aged man felt ashamed and angry, and his hatred for Murong Yu grew stronger and stronger. However, he was too embarrassed to stand up, and simply lay on the ground and played dead

"Well, you all successfully passed the test. Congratulations on becoming a handyman disciple. I hope that in the next 100,000 years, you will all be promoted to become a disciple of the Outer Hall. Several juniors, you take them to go through the formalities." The black-clothed woman walked over, encouraged everyone and then floated away.

In addition to the dozens of people who came back behind Fan Jian, it was about 60,000 people who were considered, and there was still a considerable distance from the 100,000 mark.

However, Zhenwu Temple, a holy place for cultivation, has always been better than indiscriminately, and would rather not collect enough people than indiscriminately. After all, Zhenwu Temple never lacks disciples.

"Handyman disciples can only act on the outermost periphery of Zhenwu Temple on weekdays. You must never enter the outer hall disciples. That is the forbidden area for handyman disciples. If you violate it, you will be warned. Serious ones will be expelled directly from Zhenwu Temple!"

After Murong Yu and the others left the testing hall, they flew back. On the way, the disciples of the Outer Hall introduced Murong Yu and the others in considerable detail.

Especially Murong Yu, the disciples of the Outer Hall seemed extremely enthusiastic.

Think about it, too, with Murong Yu's qualifications, he must have a chance to become a disciple of the outer palace soon. It will even surpass them soon. Although they are disciples of the Outer Hall, they are just ordinary disciples. Naturally, we have to curry favor with some strong people who might get up in the future. Anyway, they don't need any capital to flatter them. At this time, you only need to show Murong Yu's favor, and Murong Yu will naturally be more impressed in the future.

Sending charcoal in the snow is always more impressive than icing on the cake.

And Murong Yu finally knew the location of the mountains and buildings he had seen before—where was only the scope of the activities of the handyman disciples. Not the real Zhenwu Temple.

Outer hall, inner hall, and other places, their handyman disciples are not yet qualified to contact. This is the demeanor of the holy land of cultivation!

The disciples of the Outer Hall took Murong Yu and others to receive the identity token, received their own residence, and briefly introduced the composition of the school, and then left.

Murong Yu's house is an independent courtyard above Yangwu Peak. Yangwu Peak is one of the countless peaks outside the Zhenwu Temple. Part of the handyman disciples usually live here and on the nearby mountains.

According to reports, the structure of the inner hall, outer hall and reserve hall (disciples of handyman) of Zhenwu Temple is the same. There are complete departments, such as the Hall of Merit and Virtue for issuing missions, the Hall of Books with the secrets of cultivation, and so on.

Some departments in the inner hall, as well as the preparation hall. Of course, even with the same name, the contents in it are one above the other, and they are completely incomparable.