A Demon’s Path

Falling Valley, as its name suggests, is a valley, just a relatively large valley. Measured by the size of the secular city, this valley is about the size of twenty windfall cities.

Looking at the crowd at the entrance to the valley, Ling Xiao could not help but sigh: No wonder people say that we are rural sects.

As far as this scale is concerned, the style, the shackles, the Beibei School and the Changyuan School are few people and people who stand together, not the country sects.

The martial art of Fall Valley is here to participate in this competition. See each other, pat and slap each other, haha, and look at the lineup of each other. Then secretly compared with his own martial art in the bottom of my heart.

When they hit the lineup and are weaker than themselves, they will steal the music in their hearts: at this level, dare to rob us of the top ten in the new game?

If they hit the lineup more powerful than themselves, they will secretly comfort themselves: nothing is all right, winter melon is also a big dish, like our martial art, are elite!

However, among the martial art, the most prominent ones are not the other sects, but the Beibei and Changyuan factions. All the sects are staring at them, as if they all treated them as dishes in their martial art dishes: so few disciples, dare to come to the newcomer contest? it's so funny!

Of course, the reason why the Changyuan School is eye-catching is that it is inseparable from the "*马公子" Qian Hai.

Now Qian Hai can be described as a celebrity in Luofeng City. The entire sect of the Valley of the Winds is unknown. No one knows it. It is simply a red half. At this time, Qian Hai is still dressed up, but the red eyes are like injured beasts. If anyone provokes him at this time, Ling Xiao believes that the guy will definitely kill the other side.

The Beibei School can make people look at it, and 100% is the credit of the singer.

No normal man would refuse to watch Cheng’s mature body, especially those who are more experienced. The reputation of the Beibei School was also due to the existence of Cheng’s, and it was able to spread in the crowds of the public. Even the other sects of the Seven Holy Lands have heard of it, and the fame of Cheng is not covered.

Whenever this happens, Cheng Gantai always faces his face and does not talk to any head. Cheng Shi was very calm, and smiled at the eyes that looked at her one by one, causing the men to fly and dance, and swallowed.

Ling Xiao secretly sighed in his heart: What did this Master bring to the teacher? Ugh!

Where does Ling Xiao know that if he is placed at home, he may not be assured of becoming a Thai company. As the saying goes, not afraid of thieves stealing, I am afraid that the thief will remember. Cheng Gantai is afraid of his thief for his wife, and even more afraid of thief stealing!

Finally, these guys are self-proclaimed to represent the sect of justice, even if they have countless ideas in their hearts, they still do a good job on the facade. All the martial art sorted out the team, waiting for the disciples of the Fengfenggumen to scream the names of their martial art and enter them one by one.

The venue for the Newcomer Contest was a huge circular open space in the Valley of the Winds. The space was raised two meters high, and many chairs were discharged to make a ring-shaped stand. The flags in front of the chairs are written with the names of the various sects, and each sect can easily find their own position.

Of course, the chair is definitely not enough to sit, so someone must stand. The Beibei School and the Changyuan School were attacked by the Magic Gate when they came. The number of people was drastically reduced and the chairs were vacant. This is a spectacle in the Falling Valley Newcomer Competition.

Another spectacle, that is, the positions of the Yuexi School, the Yangquan School and the Dune School are all empty, and no one has come to participate. Shen Nanfeng did not care, but he did not see it.

Before coming to the newcomer contest, Ling Xiao has learned the rules of the newcomer contest from Cheng Gantai and Li Yuanhuan: first, the group battle, for example, two better martial alliances, three to three or four to four, so that they are eliminated. Faster, can greatly speed up the process of the newcomer contest; after the group battle, it is the top 100, and then it will be eliminated in a single game, until the top ten.

Of course, the top ten also have competitions for rankings. The prizes for each ranking are different. It is said that the first prize of this year is very rewarding: one hundred orange dan, which can be directly raised from orange to yellow, one Containing the ten-level soul stone with ten powerful skills, a set of armor that can block the attack of the green-level chain soul teacher, and a peerless weapon, I heard that you don’t need the power of the soul, you can directly cut the person Soul sword.

"So rich prizes, what are you waiting for?" This is the propaganda word of this newcomer contest in Luofeng Valley. It has been written into a banner and is hung high above the open space in front of the valley's Shennanfeng.

When Ling Xiaoyi saw Shen Nanfeng, he immediately remembered the seven devil ancestors, remembered his soul poison oath, and could not help but secretly depressed: "Rely, I want to pretend that I will not forget!"

Just as Ling Xiao turned his attention to the team in Luofenggu, there was also a pair of eyes in the downwind valley to the Beijiao faction.

"Well? Who is that guy who is full of fascination?" Ling Xiao asked a young man in his twenties next to Shen Nanfeng.

In fact, that person is only looking at this side, not like the color fascination that Ling Xiao said. However, Ling Xiao feels that although the other party may not be superior to himself, it is certainly better than his own family. The **** who has a family life is fascinated by color. Otherwise, that is incompetent.

Li Yuanhuan followed the direction pointed by Ling Xiao and said: "The man is the only son of Shen Nanfeng, Shen Xuan, strength..."

Cheng Yu suddenly interjected: "Slightly stronger than the master."

Li Yuanhuan smiled a little embarrassedly. He didn't know why he had to mention the strength of the other side. However, Cheng Yu suddenly broke his mind: "Five years ago, the master was defeated by Shen Xuan. The guy took the first place, and the master can only take the sixth."

"It turned out to be like this." Ling Xiao did not agree: "I believe that the master will definitely hit him to find his teeth."

Li Yuanhuan smiled happily and did not regard Ling Xiao’s words as one thing.

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

A very tall, extremely popular young woman walked into the middle of the open space, attracting the attention of countless male wolves.

Ling Xiao almost sheds water, his eyes are shining straight: How is this woman so exposed? However, I like it, hehe!

The woman’s upper body was only wearing a leather short coat that could only cover the double peaks of her chest. The black shorts of the lower body wrapped tightly around her plump legs. The black shorts seemed to be able to be worn by the woman’s chest at any time. And the thighs are broken. And the woman’s bronzed skin makes her look more wild, if she is in bed...

Feeling the surrounding burning eyes, the woman was not nervous at all, smiled and said: "Hello everyone, welcome all the sects to participate in the Baipai newcomer contest held in this downwind valley, I am the host of this competition, Shen Ming Fang."

“She is Shen Mingfang?” As soon as he heard the name, many people’s faces changed and there was no longer any thoughts. Ling Xiao did not know the arrival of Shen Mingfang, and quickly asked curiously: "Master, who is this Shen Mingfang?"

Cheng Gantai is also very strange in his face, but as a teacher, he still explained it very carefully: "She is the aunt of the south of Shennanfeng. It is said to be a purple-level sorcerer. One of the top strengths of the strongest."

Ling snorted and swallowed the saliva, and asked with a dry scorpion: "Master, how old is she?"

Cheng Gantai shook his head: "I don't know, but in terms of the age of Shen Nanfeng, his aunt does not have seventy or sixty."

"No wonder everyone is afraid that she is afraid of death. It turned out to be an old demon!" Ling Xiao was like everyone else, and suddenly lost interest in this Shen Mingfang.

When I think of the OOXX of a woman who is sixty or seventy years old, everyone is a big appetite. What's more, it is the strongest purple-level chain soul teacher. If she accidentally fails to control her own soul power, especially the power of force, those men who are self-proclaimed and mighty on weekdays are not allowed to mourn on the spot?

Without paying attention to the strange eyes of everyone, Shen Mingfang still looks like a sunny smile: "Everyone, everyone knows that the first game of the competition is a group battle. Now, there are new representatives from various sects to come to draw."