Outside the entire mission area, Yang Tian and Wu Feng were still waiting leisurely, this was the second day of the mission, it was still early before the end of the mission, and the drama of competing for the spar would not be staged at this time, so the two of them were relatively peaceful, just drinking and chatting, speculating about what might happen this time.

Ling Zijie walked forward step by step in the valley, although he couldn't figure out what was so special about this place, but his task was to investigate this place, whether it was a place used by other families to cultivate spirits, he had to go into the depths of the valley.

The surrounding scenery is no different from the outside world, in fact, the function of the phantom array outside is to interfere with people's vision, so that people can't find the valley hidden in the phantom array, and the vegetation and terrain inside are not much different from the outside.

Ling Zijie kept an eye on the situation around him as he advanced, this place was already very close to the deepest part of the valley, and something unexpected could happen at any time, so he had to be cautious.

Click, just as he was walking, there was a sudden sound of trampling on a tree branch not far ahead.

"Who?" He stopped, his sharp gaze sweeping to the giant trees in front of him.

"Sure enough, there are two brushes, and such a small movement has not escaped your ears, it seems that you are professionally trained." As he spoke, a young man slowly walked out from behind the giant tree not far ahead, with a faint smile on his face, and looked at Ling Zijie as he spoke.

"Who are you?" Ling Zijie's heart moved, to be able to appear in this place, Bacheng was a member of this mysterious family, but he didn't expect that there was only one person who appeared, and he was such a young teenager.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but if you have the guts to break into here, you must know what this place is, right?" The young man said with a smile, and continued to speak when he saw that Ling Zijie did not react.

"How? Has the message been sent here? Oh, by the way, it looks like there's something wrong with your communication system, so do you want me to help you get the message out? ”

The young man said with a smile, and then his face suddenly became gloomy, "It is not a small courage to dare to break into here alone, since this is the case, then I will be generous and send you generously to righteousness." ”

After saying a word, a military spur suddenly appeared in the young man's hand, not the kind of sword hook and fork that is commonly used, but the kind of military thorn used by real soldiers.

"Come in, don't even think about going out." The young man held the military thorn in his hand, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he attacked Ling Zijie suddenly.

Ling Zijie frowned, this young man's weapon is very special, obviously he doesn't want others to judge his family from the weapon, after all, almost every family inherited from history has its own family's unique weapon, such as the sword of the Murong family, the secret weapon of the Tang family, and so on.

Whew, he made a mistake under his feet, his body quickly flashed half of his body to the side, dodging the young man's stab, just now when the opponent took out the military stab, Ling Zijie was already ready, and he was not panicked at all.

"It's really good, and the actual combat experience is quite rich." The blow missed, and the young man was not disappointed, but the smile on his face was even worse.

They are three brothers who were sent by the family to be responsible for the security of this place, and they have never gone out since they were young, not because the family is too ruthless, but as long as they appear outside, they will definitely enter the sight of the state, in that case, it will be impossible to carry out such a task again.

Therefore, since they began to cultivate, they have been living in this small valley, although the days are monotonous and boring, but under the care of the family and the special environment in this valley, their strength is slightly higher than that of their peers, such as the one who is now fighting with Ling Zijie, although he is the weakest of the three, he also has the strength of the peak of the eighth level of the earth level.

If such strength was placed outside the Phantom Array, except for the geniuses that a few families focused on cultivating, everyone else would not be his opponent.

So he has a playful attitude towards this young man who looks younger than himself, and he lives lonely all year round, and occasionally has such an opportunity to play, he will not let it go easily.

Chong Ling Zijie smiled, he thorned the military thorn in his hand on the tip of his finger and spun it, to be honest, he was indeed very happy to see the other party's nervous appearance as if he was facing a great enemy.

"What? Why don't you attack me actively? If I relax and underestimate the enemy, you still have a chance. While playing with the military thorn, the young man laughed at Ling Zijie.

In the hut deep in the valley, the other two young men did not put the camera on Ling Zijie and them, dealing with a small ability, they didn't pay much attention, their attention was now attracted by Murong Haiya's words.

Song Jiacheng also came, and this news was not in the previous intelligence, so they wanted to find out which other families had sent the young masters of the family over this time as soon as possible.

The images on the computer screen kept switching, and most of them were the children of the family searching for the spars, and they were looking for traces of the Song family from the countless miniature cameras arranged outside the valley.

"Here." The screen flashed and was just about to cut over, and the young man who had been staring at the computer pointed to the screen and shouted.

In the picture, a man and two women are walking in the dense forest, it seems that they do not pay much attention to the task of finding the spars, and their eyes are more focused on the surrounding peaks and cliffs, as if they are looking for some special signs.

"Sure enough, it's Song Jiacheng." Another young man with a grim face stepped forward and glanced at Song Jiacheng on the screen, his voice a little heavy.

In the process of searching for Song Jiacheng just now, they found many young masters from various families, such as Mo Shenglong, Tang Hao, and now Song Jiacheng.

The problem is more serious now, originally they thought that even if someone would come, it should be some young juniors from various families, after all, this place is very secretive, and other families should not have received news.

But now not only Song Jiacheng and Mo Shenglong have appeared, but even Murong Haiya, the number one master of the younger generation of the Murong family, has also appeared, if they join forces, even if they rely on the phantom array, the three of them will not have the confidence to win, not to mention that there are dozens of young talents from other families outside.

"What to do? Do you want to report to the ancestor? The young man in front of the computer frowned, and looked back at the grim young man behind him, their identity is quite special, even the elders of the family are not aware of their existence, only the head of the family and the ancestor know about this place, so when they encounter such a problem, they are the first to think of the ancestor.

The young man behind him wrung his eyebrows and pondered, without saying a word, before he spoke: "Not for the time being, these people may not be able to find here, even if someone can get lucky enough to break through the phantom array, it is impossible for the three of us to be the opponent." ”

"However, what about Song Jiacheng, Mo Shenglong and Murong Haiya? Once they join forces, even if we rely on the formation, the chance of winning is very small, so let's notify the ancestor and let him make a decision. ”

"There's no need for that." The young man behind him shook his head, "Although we have always lived in the valley, I have also heard about the things of those guys outside, and it is more difficult for them to sincerely join forces than to arrange this phantom array." ”

"You mean......" said thoughtfully as the young man sitting in front of the computer.

"Hehe, wait and see, these guys are not so easy to unite, as long as there is a contradiction between them, infighting is a matter of time, maybe they don't need us to make a move, they have already suffered heavy casualties."

......, Ling Zijie held two knives, one long and one short, trying his best to resist the surprise attack of the military stab, and there were already several blood marks on his body, but most of them were skin injuries, and the impact was not great.

Bang, the long knife blocked the military stab again, Ling Zijie's footsteps flashed to the side, and his eyes stared at the young man holding the military stab in front of him.

He had already prepared before entering the valley, and he expected that the opponent he encountered should be very strong, but he didn't expect that this was the first opponent, and he was almost powerless to fight back.

"Boy, are you still standing? You're bleeding. The young man on the opposite side looked relaxed, looked at the wound on Ling Zijie's body, and sighed in his mouth, "However, you must not die too quickly, finally someone can play with me, I haven't finished my fun." ”

The young man licked his lips and handed the thorn to his other hand, "Well, I'll play a game with you." ”

As he spoke, the young man's wrist flicked, and another military thorn appeared in his hand, "I am also double stabbed in my hand like you now, if within ten moves, you can leave a wound on my body, even if it is a small wound, I will even if you win, how about it?" ”

"What if you win? You let me go? Ling Zijie calmed his breath, and his gaze never left the two military thorns in the young man's hands.

"Hehe, of course it's impossible to leave, but as long as you win, I'll give you another half an hour to collect information, and after half an hour, I'll go to you again, how about it? You have to think about it, there are a lot of secrets here. The young man smiled, looking at Ling Zijie's gaze like a cat staring at a mouse.

After listening to the young man's words, Ling Zijie's eyes narrowed slightly, such words are really hateful, and he clearly regards himself as the object of play, but even if he is not angry, what can he do, now his strength is much worse than that of his opponent, even if he does not accept it, he will be played to death by the other party, since it is better to buy a little more time, things may be able to turn around.

"Okay, just bet, I'm afraid you won't succeed." Ling Zijie's eyes lit up, and he looked up at the young man opposite.

"Well, very good, I admire young people with courage the most." The young man smiled and nodded, "However, I won't release any more water this time, so you have to be careful." ”

Whew, the young man attacked Ling Zijie again, but this time the speed was obviously much higher than before, and Ling Zijie's heart sank.

Smack! Ling Zijie swung his double knife, and although he barely blocked the Youth Army stab, his reaction was slightly slower, and a wound was added to his left shoulder again.

The figures staggered, and the young man laughed, "First move." ”