A Demon’s Path

Falling Wind Valley, as the name suggests, is a valley, but a relatively large one. Measured by the size of the secular city, this valley is about the size of twenty Luofeng cities.

Looking at the crowded crowd at the entrance of the valley, Ling Xiao couldn't help but sigh with emotion: No wonder people say we are a country school.

With this scale, grandeur, tsk tsk, the few members of Beimin Sect and Changyuan Sect stand together with those big ones.

Those who came to participate in this competition were all sects under Luofenggu, and the sect leaders knew each other well. Meet each other, flatter each other, haha, and take a look at each other's lineup by the way. Then secretly compared with his own sect in the bottom of his heart.

When they met someone with a weaker lineup than themselves, they secretly laughed in their hearts: With this level, how dare they compete with us for the top ten in the rookie competition?

If they encounter someone with a stronger lineup than themselves, they will secretly comfort themselves: It’s okay, it’s okay, winter melon is a dish no matter how big it is, unlike our sect, they are all elites!

However, among these sects, the most conspicuous ones are not other sects, but Beimin Sect and Changyuan Sect. All the sects stared at Ling Xiao and the others, as if they regarded them as dishes on their own sect's plate: With so few disciples, how dare you come to participate in the new competition? it's so funny!

Of course, the reason why the Changyuan faction attracted attention was naturally inseparable from the Mr. Ma Qian Hai.

The current Qian Hai can be said to be a celebrity in Luofeng City, and everyone in the entire Luofeng Valley knows the sect, and everyone knows it. Although Qian Hai was still dressed cleanly at this time, his red eyes looked like wounded beasts. If anyone provokes him at this time, Ling Xiao believes that that guy will definitely bite him to death.

And Beimin faction can make people look at it, it is 100% the credit of Mrs. Cheng.

No normal man would refuse to look at Cheng's figure like a ripe fruit, especially those more experienced men. The fame of the Beimin Sect was also spread among the various sects in Luofenggu because of the existence of the Cheng family. Even other sects in the Seven Great Sacred Grounds have heard that the Cheng family's reputation is not built on.

Whenever this happens, Cheng Qiantai always keeps a straight face and doesn't talk to any head. Cheng was very calm, and smiled back to those eyes looking at her one by one, which made all the men gleeful and salivate.

Ling Xiao secretly sighed in her heart: Why did this master bring his wife here? well!

How did Ling Xiao know that if Cheng Shi was kept at home, maybe Cheng Qiantai would be even more worried. As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. For his wife, Cheng Qiantai is not only afraid of thieves thinking about her, but even more afraid of thieves stealing her!

After all, these guys claim to represent the justice of the soul master sect. Even though they have countless dirty thoughts in their hearts, they still do a good job on the surface. All the sects arranged their teams and waited for the disciples of Luofenggu sect to call their sect's name before entering the arena one by one.

The venue for the new competition is a huge circular open space in Luofeng Valley. The surrounding area is raised by two meters, and many chairs are lined up to form a ring-shaped stand. Flags with the names of the sects were planted in front of those chairs, and each sect could easily find their place.

Of course, there are definitely not enough chairs to sit on, so someone has to stand. However, because the Beimin faction and Changyuan faction were attacked by the demon sect when they came, the number of people dropped sharply, and the chairs were vacant.

Another spectacle was that the positions of the Yuexi School, Yangquan School and Sand Dune School were all empty, and no one came to participate. Shen Nanfeng ignored it and acted as if he didn't see it.

Before coming to participate in the new martial arts competition, Ling Xiao had already learned the rules of this new martial arts competition from Cheng Qiantai and Li Yuanhuan: the first is a team battle, for example, two better sects form an alliance, three against three or four against four , This way the elimination is faster and can greatly speed up the progress of the new competition; after the team battle, it will be the top 100 competition, and then there will be single elimination until the top ten is competed.

Of course, there is also a ranking competition for the top ten, and the prizes for each ranking are different. It is said that the reward for the first place this year is very generous: 100 Orange Soul Pills that can directly upgrade people from Orange to Yellow, one It contains a yellow-level soul stone with ten strength skills, a set of armor that can block the attacks of a green-level chain soul master, and a peerless weapon. It is said that it can kill people directly without the power of the soul. Soul Killing Sword.

Such a generous prize, what are you waiting for? This is the promotional slogan for this new competition in Luofenggu. It is written in large characters and turned into a banner, hanging high above the open space in front of Shen Nanfeng, the owner of the valley. .

As soon as Ling Xiao saw Shen Nanfeng, he immediately thought of the ancestor of the Seven Demons, and his poisonous soul oath, and couldn't help but secretly said depressedly: Damn, even if you want to pretend to forget it!

Just as Ling Xiao cast his eyes on Luofenggu's team, a pair of Luofenggu also cast their eyes on Beimin faction.

Huh? Who is that perverted guy? Ling Xiao asked, pointing to a young man in his twenties beside Shen Nanfeng.

In fact, that person was just looking this way, not as lustful as Ling Xiao said. It's just that Ling Xiao feels that although the other party may not be superior in appearance, he must have more family background than himself. The bastards who have more family background than themselves are all obsessed with sex. Otherwise, it is that incompetence.

Li Yuanhuan looked in the direction Ling Xiao pointed, and said, That man is Shen Nanfeng's only son Shen Xuan, what about his strength...

Cheng Yu interrupted suddenly and said, Slightly stronger than senior brother.

Li Yuanhuan smiled a little embarrassedly. He didn't know why he wanted to mention the other party's strength, but Cheng Yu broke his mind all of a sudden: Brother five years ago was defeated by Shen Xuan's move. That guy took the first place, and the elder brother can only take the sixth place.

It turned out to be like this. Ling Xiao disagreed: I believe that senior brother will definitely beat him to the ground in the future.

Li Yuanhuan chuckled and didn't take Ling Xiao's words seriously.

At this time, everyone's attention was directed to the field.

A young woman with an excellent figure and extremely hot clothes walked into the middle of the open space, attracting the attention of countless male wolves.

Ling Xiao almost drooled, her eyes gleaming: Why is this woman dressed so revealingly? However, I like it, hehe!

The upper body of the woman was only wearing a leather jacket that could only cover the shuangfeng on her chest, and the black shorts on her lower body tightly wrapped her plump legs. The black shorts seemed to be covered by the woman's chest and shorts at any time. It looked like a torn thigh. And that woman's bronzed skin makes her look even more wild, if she is on the bed...

Feeling the fiery eyes around her, the woman wasn't nervous at all, and said with a smile on her face, Hi everyone, welcome to all sects to participate in the Hundred School Disciple New Competition held in Luofeng Valley. I am the host of this competition. , Shen Mingfang.

She is Shen Mingfang? Upon hearing this name, many people's faces changed, and they no longer had any blasphemous thoughts. Ling Xiao didn't know the background of this Shen Mingfang, so she quickly asked curiously: Master, who is this Shen Mingfang?

Cheng Qiantai's face also became very strange, but as a human teacher, he still explained it carefully: She is the aunt of the valley owner Shen Nanfeng, and it is said that she is a purple-level soul master. One of the most powerful top players in the world.

Ling Xiao swallowed her saliva with a grunt, and asked with a dry voice: Master, how old is she then?

Cheng Qiantai shook his head: I don't know, but judging by Shen Nanfeng's age, his aunt is not seventy but sixty.

No wonder everyone is afraid of her to death, she is an old hag! Like everyone else, Ling Xiao immediately lost that kind of interest in Shen Mingfang.

The thought of having sex with a woman in her 60s or 70s made everyone feel disgusted. What's more, she is the strongest purple-level chain soul master. If she accidentally fails to control her soul power, especially the power of strength, those men who usually claim to be tall and mighty will not be able to cry on the spot?

Ignoring everyone's strange gazes, Shen Mingfang still had a sunny smile on his face: Everyone, everyone knows that the first round of the competition is a team battle. Now, I invite the newcomer representatives of each sect to come and draw lots.