"! when did I become so evil?" After a moment, Ling Yunfeng suddenly came back to his senses and shook his palm. scolded himself fiercely.

Immediately, Ling Yunfeng frowned slightly and muttered in a low voice, "What should I do now?"

"Right there, the fire and the explosion just now. ”

"Go, the fourth head should be there!"

"Hurry, don't let that kid escape this time. ”

Just as Ling Yunfeng frowned and thought, several loud shouts came from above the valley.

Hearing this shout, Ling Yunfeng immediately looked at the top of the valley and pouted, "Yaya, you only came after you were done." But it's not good to entangle with you now, so I'll flash people first. ”

When the words fell, the light in Ling Yunfeng's hand flashed, and the treasure sword appeared in his hand.

Immediately, Ling Yunfeng swung his long sword, and after slashing it from the neck, he hurriedly dodged and swept towards the depths of the valley, and disappeared into the vast night after a while......

"It's the fourth commander, and the fourth commander has been killed. ”

"What's going on? Who killed the Fourth Commander?"

"Could it be that the fourth regiment leader has met a strong martial artist?"

Not long after Ling Yunfeng left, more than a dozen men from the Dark Ghost Mercenary Group came to the bottom of this valley.

Looking at the skinless corpse, the dozen or so mercenaries suddenly looked shocked, and their faces turned a little pale with fright......

In a gloomy tent, a bonfire burned in the center of the tent, and next to the bonfire lay a lifeless corpse, the red light flickering on the pale face of the corpse, which made people look a little eerie.

Looking at the face of the corpse, it was none other than the fourth leader of the Dark Ghost Mercenary Regiment who died in Ling Yunfeng's hands.

"I'm going to break that little bastard into pieces!"

At the top of the tent, a middle-aged man stared at the corpse of Hu Servant with blood-red eyes, his teeth creaking, and his voice suppressed his violent anger. There was an extremely cold and murderous intent exuding from his body.

Several men in the tent looked at the middle-aged man who was full of violent murderous intent, and they all remained silent very interestingly, not daring to make a sound.

The middle-aged man with a furious face on his face was none other than Zhang Lun, the third leader of the Dark Ghost Mercenary Group.

After half a ring, Zhang Lun's mood stabilized slightly, and then he slowly raised his head, and his cold gaze swept over the people in the tent, and then he said fiercely: "Tomorrow, everyone will give me to the mountains to look for me, and if I can't find it, others will see me." ”

"Yes!" the people in the tent hurriedly replied.

"The third regiment commander. One of the men hesitated and stepped forward and said: "Since that kid can kill the fourth regiment leader, I'm afraid that his cultivation has already reached the level of a martial artist, and we are afraid that it will not have much effect if we look for it like this, and it will only increase casualties." ”

"What you said is reasonable, maybe I misestimated that kid's strength, so ......" Zhang Lun's gloomy gaze fell on the man and said, and then frowned and thought for a while before raising his eyes and said: "That's it, tomorrow you all change into other clothes, spread out as much as possible, and pretend to be adventurers entering the mountain, if someone finds that kid, don't be in a hurry to do it, follow him secretly, and send someone to inform me, and then take him when you are sure enough." ”

"The third regiment commander is wise!" the people in the tent saluted flatteringly.

"Boy, I don't believe you can live happily for long......" Zhang Lun's gloomy face showed a cruel sneer......

In the midst of a continuous mountain range, towering mountains rise from the ground and reach into the sky, and bursts of rapidly changing clouds and mist linger on the mountainside, making this mountain peak appear quiet and illusory.

At this moment, at the turn of winter and spring, most of the trees on the mountain peak are bare, and the mountain peak is not covered by the green leaves of the trees, although there is no vigorous atmosphere.

However, it reveals a sharp cliff and strange rock cut by a knife and axe, which makes this mountain peak have a unique sense of grandeur and atmosphere.

Within these mountains, tall buildings stand one after another, each of which is extremely splendid and magnificent, and is one of the most prosperous buildings in the outside world.

To be able to build such a magnificent complex in this steep mountain is indeed a big deal, I am afraid that only some big empire sects have such financial resources.

Indeed, this complex is where the mountain gate of the Soul Martial Academy, one of the super overlords of the Western Region of the Xuanling Continent, is located.

Among these mountains, one of the peaks more than a kilometer high seems to have been cut horizontally from the mountainside, and a huge square with a radius of tens of thousands of meters appeared on the top of the mountain, and the ground of the square was artificially paved with a layer of hard bluestone.

At this time, the square was crowded with bustling people, there were tens of thousands, and everyone's expression seemed a little nervous and excited and some expectation, it seemed that today was an extraordinary day In the center of the square, a boulder platform with a height of ten meters and a radius of several hundred meters stood up, entrenched like a huge beast.

Directly south of the boulder platform, a few dozen meters away, there is a small stone platform that is several meters higher than the boulder platform.

Although it is said to be a small stone platform, but it is also relative to the huge stone platform, in fact, this small stone platform is not small at all, this small stone platform is more than ten meters high, and the space on the surface of the stone platform is also about fifty meters square.

At this time, there were more than a dozen large chairs on the small stone platform, and on each large chair sat a figure, these figures were of different ages, there were several middle-aged people in luxurious clothes, a few middle-aged women who still had charm, and several old men and women who were dressed plainly.

It's just that the aura on each of these figures is extremely strong, although they don't deliberately release the aura on their bodies.

However, this invisible leakage of breath still made the crowd near the stone platform feel a heavy sense of depression, and it seemed that it was a little difficult to breathe.

Above and around the small stone platform, there were many blue-robed youths with spears in their hands, and the aura on each of them was quite strong, and their cultivation was probably above the martial artist level.

With so many young martial arts powerhouses, this kind of lineup is definitely rare in the outside world, and I am afraid that only these big factions can take it.

Moreover, there was a faint smell of evil aura and blood permeating the bodies of these green-robed young men, which made those who were close to them feel cold.

It can be seen that these young martial arts powerhouses are not roosters who grow up in greenhouses behind closed doors, but eagles who have experienced bloody tempering.

With so many people gathered in this square, it was obvious that something big was going on.

That's right, they are indeed carrying out the annual grand event of the Soul Martial Academy, this grand event is the most important for every disciple who has just entered the Soul Martial Academy, and today is the day for the Soul Martial Academy to select inner disciples and personal disciples from among the new disciples.

At this time, these young and high-spirited teenagers in the square were all a little nervous and looking forward to it.

Becoming a disciple of the inner court of the Soul Martial Academy or a disciple of the personal tradition is the greatest ideal of every disciple of the Soul Martial Academy, because as long as you become a disciple of the inner courtyard or a disciple of the personal lineage, you can get the best teaching and the highest inheritance of the academy.

There are tens of thousands of new disciples recruited by the Soul Martial Academy every year, and each disciple is a top local genius, and among so many extremely talented geniuses, there are only about a thousand people who can become disciples of the inner court, and these people can be said to be the best among geniuses, geniuses among geniuses.

As for the personal disciples of the academy, it is even more incredible, the personal disciples of each sect are the hope of the future of the sect, and they are candidates for the new generation of leaders of the sect.

These people can be carefully taught by the highest head of the sect and have access to the highest lineage in the sect.

And the Soul Martial Academy, as a major hegemon-level force in the Xuanling Continent, its personal disciples are naturally not comparable to some small sects. As a personal disciple of the Soul Martial Academy, he can be said to be the future helmsman of the academy, a quasi-powerhouse, and his status is naturally extraordinary.

Even ordinary families or sects with a strong martial king in charge have to be polite when they see the personal disciples of the Soul Martial Academy, and they dare not offend in the slightest.

However, it is not so easy to become a personal disciple of the Soul Martial Academy. Every year, the Soul Martial Academy selects some of the most talented people from among the new disciples who are qualified to enter the ranks of the inner court disciples as personal disciples.

Moreover, there are not many personal disciples selected by the Soul Martial Academy every year, basically there are only a few dozen people, and the maximum number of people is less than a hundred a year.

The disciples of the inner courtyard are already geniuses among geniuses, and it is conceivable that the personal disciple can be said to be a demon among geniuses, and the talent of each of the academy's personal disciples is afraid that they can be ranked among the best in the entire Xuanling Continent.

Another thing that has to be said is that, on the one hand, those who were unable to become inner court disciples and personal disciples this time did not mean that they would have no chance at all in the future. Every year, the Soul Martial Academy will hold a test among the old disciples, and recruit some disciples with excellent performance as inner court disciples or even personal disciples.

On the other hand, those disciples of the inner court and the disciples of the personal transmission do not mean that they are forever stereotyped, and the academy will also evaluate the disciples and personal disciples of the inner court every year, and some of the disciples and personal disciples who fail to pass the assessment of the inner court will be dealt with to a certain extent, and even the disciples of the inner court and the disciples of the personal transmission will be deprived of their qualifications.

Because the academy does not allow some people who only rely on a little talent to enter the inner courtyard and blindly indulge in leisure and dislike work, and do not want to be motivated, continue to occupy the limited and valuable resources of the academy.

Having said that, at this time, on a corner of the square, at the outskirts of the crowd, a beautiful girl in a pale red dress stood quietly, her long black hair splashed like ink was draped over her shoulders, and she had been hanging down to her hips.

This beautiful woman has delicate facial features, fair complexion, and a convex figure, and the whole person stands there quietly but outlines a beautiful and seductive curve, the breeze blows lightly, and you can vaguely see the red long skirt under the cover, the buttocks are round and firm, and the jade legs are slender and charming, this woman is definitely a natural perfect stunner.

It's just that this woman's body is invisibly revealing a holy and elegant temperament, which makes people dare not be blasphemous.