The stone steps of Kunlun Mountain are very long, so that Hu Ming can no longer count how many stone steps he has walked, maybe a thousand, maybe two thousand.

At this time, Ling Huming heard a sound of wind next to the stone steps, and a sound came from the bamboo forest, which made Huming stop, turned his head slightly to look at the left, and said indifferently.

"Who is Your Excellency, you have been following me since I went up Kunlun Mountain, I don't know what happened?"

"Huh!" three flying knives shot towards Ling Hu Ming, and there was a sound of breaking the sky.

Ling Hu Ming's sensing power was so powerful, the Phaseless Divine Skill was cast in an instant, and the speed of the three flying knives was very fast, but in Ling Hu Ming's golden pupils, it suddenly slowed down a lot, as if it had become three clear lines.

Ling Huming flashed slightly, dodged a flying knife, and saw the flying knife wipe past Ling Huming's side and touch the corner of Ling Huming's clothes.

When the second flying knife came, Ling Huming hurriedly fell backwards, causing the flying knife to hit Ling Huming's original position, causing a burst of sparks.

The two flying knives were easily dodged by Ling Hu Ming, but the third flying knife was the most difficult to dodge, Ling Hu Ming jumped slightly, and turned around several times in the air one after another, and the third flying knife seemed to be automatically tracking, tracking Ling Hu Ming to death.

Ling Hu Ming pulled out the scabbard, and as soon as the blood-devouring sword came out, a blazing golden sword qi suddenly slashed out, knocking the third flying knife out.

At this time, a young man with a black hat appeared in front of Ling Huming's eyes, Ling Huming's eyes were filled with a wave of murderous aura, and he rushed forward with a sword, at this moment, the black hat boy took off his hat with an indifferent look, and said indifferently to Ling Huming.

"Disciple of the Sword Pavilion in Xia Shu!"

After Ling Huming heard the identity of the other party, he hurriedly put away the blood-devouring sword, and then said coldly to the young man in front of him.

"Why are you attacking me?"

The reason why Ling Huming put away the blood-devouring sword was because he was a disciple of the Shuzhong Sword Pavilion, when he was in Wuling County, Ling Huming was chased and killed by the disciples of the Changshan Xin clan, and at the moment when he was buried in Huangquan, two disciples of the Shuzhong Sword Pavilion appeared.

Although those two Sword Pavilion disciples did not succeed in defeating the Changshan Xin Clan disciples, they bought Ling Hu Ming precious time.

Ling Huming has always been a person who reciprocates his favor, and it is precisely because of this that Ling Huming will put away his weapon.

However, the Shuzhong Sword Pavilion disciple in front of him was so rude that he didn't even say hello, so he promised to kill Ling Huming, and threw three flying knives at Ling Huming.

The power of these three flying knives should not be underestimated, just the first flying knife, ordinary half-step Innate Realm martial artists can't bear it, as for the last flying knife, it is even more terrifying, and ordinary condensed True Yuan Realm martial artists may not be able to stop it.

"Your master is the Heavenless Sword Saint?" the Sword Pavilion boy asked rhetorically.

Seeing the young man of the Sword Pavilion in front of him with a fearless look, Ling Hu Ming knew that he definitely belonged to the kind of pampered person, and in the Sword Pavilion in Shuzhong, there must be a powerful person as his backer.

"What's the matter!" Ling Huming replied coldly.

If he hadn't been a disciple of the Shuzhong Sword Pavilion, Ling Hu Ming would have slashed him with a sword.

Ling Hu Ming could see that the martial arts cultivation of this Shuzhong Sword Pavilion disciple in front of him was not profound, but it was only a big realm higher than Ling Hu Ming, and it was a martial artist cultivation with a half-step innate realm.

"Hey, hey, that's right, I just want to try my skills as a disciple of the Heavenless Sword Saint, now it seems that you are worthy of being a disciple of the Heavenless Sword Saint, and your skills are even more powerful than I imagined, hello, my name is Xiang Yu!" Xiang Yu said politely to Ling Huming, with a smile on his face.

The so-called person who stretched out his hand and didn't hit the smiling face, seeing Xiang Yu's sincere look, made the anger in Hu Ming's heart disappear suddenly.

Xiang Yu's age looked two or three years younger than Ling Huming, and Ling Huming replied to him.

"Hello, my name is Ling Huming!"

When Xiang Yu learned Ling Huming's name, he immediately raised his head, looked at Ling Huming in shock, and said dumbfounded, "You are Ling Huming." ”

"It's a fake!" Ling Huming nodded.

"Eighty-ninth on the list, I didn't expect that just now in Kunlun Mountain, I met the master in the list, I'm so happy!" Xiang Li stepped forward like a child and said to Ling Huming.

Xiang Li came to Kunlun Mountain, not Kunlun's cultivation resources, but his Xiang Li's sect Sword Pavilion has countless martial arts, and there is never a shortage of martial arts, but for the major masters of Kunlun.

Xiang Li has a hobby, that is, he likes to challenge the strong.

In the Shuzhong Sword Pavilion, he has challenged all the powerhouses of his peers in the Sword Pavilion, and now he is the first person of the younger generation in the Sword Pavilion.

Ling Huming couldn't help but show a wry smile at Xiang Li's move, and then said to Xiang Yu, "Let's go, talk while walking!"

When going to the entrance of Kunlun, Xiang Li was like a chatterbox, chattering at Ling Huming, and Ling Huming knew that it turned out that the Heavenless Sword Saint asked Ling Huming to come to Kunlun early, and he did not hesitate to rush overnight, it turned out that today was the day when Kunlun recruited new students once every five years.

The Kunlun freshman meeting every five years was very lively, so Hu Ming and Xiang Yu came to an open-air hall at the entrance of Kunlun, and saw that the open-air hall was full of all kinds of people.

These people have the same temperament, that is, they are not inferior.

Most of the Kunlun freshmen here were genius disciples of the great forces, or they were scattered cultivation geniuses, and everyone seemed to be bullish.

The huge open-air hall was full of people, and Ling Huming looked at it, and it was estimated that there were at least 10,000 people at the scene.

The rivers and lakes are so big, and Kunlun is the land of the sea and hundreds of rivers, and now there are 50,000 new students coming to report, which is still relatively small.

At the peak of Kunlun, the freshman report of that class was several times more magnificent than now, and at that time, this open-air hall was crowded with more than 100,000 people.

Ling Huming was now familiar with Xiang Yu, a disciple of the Shuzhong Sword Pavilion beside him, so the two stood beside him, waiting for the Kunlun faction to respond.

"There are a lot of people, but there are less than 5,000 people who can really be accepted by Kunlun!" Xiang Yu shook his head and sighed.

"Doesn't that mean that the probability of being able to become a disciple of Kunlun is one in ten. Ling Huming turned his head and said indifferently to Xiang Yu.

"That's natural, after all, there are everyone here now, three sects and nine streams, the people of Kunlun will definitely screen it well, otherwise all of them will be recruited, then Kunlun will be messed up!" Xiang Yu said bluntly to Ling Huming.

At this moment, a snow-white war eagle on Kunlun Mountain flew down, the feathers on the war eagle's body were like sharp blades, extremely tough, and the war eagle stretched out its wings, and the length could reach ten zhang.

Ling Huming had never seen such a huge war eagle, and he didn't expect that there would be such a huge war eagle in the world, so he was stunned to see it.

The powerful momentum emanating from the war eagle made Hu Ming guess that this snow-white war eagle at least had the strength of the unity of heaven and man, or even stronger.

And the man standing on the back of the war eagle is even more not to be underestimated.

The man standing on the war eagle was wearing a pair of white clothes, with a cold look, the cultivation of the man in white was very high, and with Ling Hu Ming's current attainments, he could not judge the specific cultivation of the man in white, but it was clear in his heart that this man in white was definitely an existence in the Yuan God Realm.

With the appearance of the man in white, the originally lively crowd in the open-air hall suddenly quieted down.

This is the charm of Kunlun, if you want to succeed in becoming a disciple of Kunlun, then be honest.

The man in white stood on the back of the war eagle, looked at everyone with a wolfish look, and then said in a cold tone.

"You are all young talents from *, you have traveled thousands of miles to our Kunlun and entered my Kunlun Mountain, you have only one purpose in your heart, and that is to become my Kunlun disciple, isn't it!"

"Yes!" said in unison.

Becoming a Kunlun disciple is an extremely glorious thing, especially for some sects that are not very powerful, they want to break their heads to let the disciples in the sect enter Kunlun and become Kunlun disciples.

Once they become Kunlun disciples, then their original sect will have an additional backer, and that is Kunlun in the West Pole!

At this time, Xiang Yu stretched out his hand and pointed to the frontmost position, then opened his mouth and said excitedly, "Brother Linghu, look, that's the Moon Rushuang girl of the Red Moon Villa, so beautiful, it's like a fairy!"

Ling Huming heard the name Yue Rushuang and looked curiously in the direction pointed by Xiang Li.

The name Yue Rushuang has heard of Hu Ming, and it appears on the list of people, and Ling Hu Ming remembers that it seems that Yue Rushuang's ranking is even higher than that of Ling Hu Ming, ranking fifty-sixth on the list.

The person who is like frost is just like his appearance, cold as frost, like an iceberg beauty, and it is precisely because of this that a large number of talented people from years ago have been attracted to rush forward, willing to be the messenger of flowers.

Suddenly, Xiang Li covered his mouth, unable to hide the excitement in his heart, and took Ling Huming's hand and shouted.

"Oh, even the Zhentong monk of the Dharma Academy has come out, this time we didn't come in vain!"

Ling Huming followed Xiang Li's eyes, and saw a young monk in a monk's robe appear in front of him not far in front of him, the monk closed his eyes and muttered Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

Ling Hu Ming smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and secretly said in his heart, it is worth coming to Kunlun this time, only by fighting against real masters, can he quickly improve his martial arts cultivation.

The Dharma Academy does not belong to the three most powerful Buddhist sects of Buddhism, but only belongs to the first-line forces, but even so, it is not something that anyone can provoke.

The Zhentong monk of the Dharma Academy is ranked higher than Ling Huming and Yue Rushuang, and he is ranked fifty-first on the list.

At this moment, a young man dressed in brocade clothes stepped forward with the help of several subordinates, and his momentum was arrogant, as if he did not look at the people around him.

With the unscrupulous attitude of these people, it stands to reason that the people present should have fought at them, but instead of doing so, they stepped back respectfully, bowed their heads, and showed their awe for the man in the brocade clothes in front of them.

"Brother Xiang, who is this person?" asked Ling Huming in a low voice to Xiang Li.

"You say he, this person is Li Immortal, the third son of the Great Qin Bloody Clothes King, although his strength is very strong, but his behavior is annoying!" Xiang Li looked at Li Immortal with a look of disgust.

When Ling Huming finished listening, he couldn't help but nod his head and looked curiously at Li Immortal not far away.

This immortal name, Ling Hu Ming has also heard of it, and I heard that this person once killed a martial artist in the Qi Realm within three moves, making him rank forty-fifth on the list.

Although there are still some masters on the list, these masters are all at the bottom of the rankings, compared with this Li Immortal, it is like a heaven and an underground.

Kill a martial artist who has a trick point Qi Tongjing within three moves, if you let Ling Hu Ming make a move, don't say that you can kill the other party within three moves, and if you can not get hurt within three moves, it will be considered good luck.

The rankings of the three lists of heaven, earth and people compiled by Xiaoyaomen are sometimes well-founded, and they will never do anything to fool the people of the rivers and lakes.

His ranking is ahead of you, which shows that his strength is stronger than you, which is understandable.

There are three subordinates behind Li Buxuan, and looking at the appearance of these three, they should be Li Buxuan's minions.

Cultivation is the martial arts realm of the half-step innate realm, which is one level higher than Ling Huming.

In the outside world, these three half-step innate realm martial artists may be the top powerhouses of the same level, and they can even have the power to fight with the condensed True Yuan Realm martial artists, but when they are placed here, in front of Ling Huming, they are nothing more than a group of local chickens and dogs.

Li Immortal seemed to have caught Ling Huming's eyes, turned slightly to look at Ling Huming, and suddenly, the eyes of the two collided together.

Li Buyi glanced at Ling Huming curiously, then withdrew his gaze and asked one of his subordinates* behind him, "Who is that person?"

"Hui Shizi, if I'm not mistaken..."Before the man could finish speaking, Li Buyan said coldly.

"I want the exact answer!"

"Yes, that person is a disciple of the Heavenless Sword Saint, Ling Huming, who has recently appeared on the list of people, ranking eighty-ninth on the list!"

"Well, I see!" Li Buyan nodded, his face full of disdain.

In Li Buxian's opinion, people who are weaker than themselves and rank lower than themselves on the list are all weak and unworthy of his respect.

At this moment, a man dressed in blue quickly ran up another stone step, his speed was very fast, and the distance between fifty meters appeared on the scene in the blink of an eye.

Ling Huming turned around and looked at it, and suddenly showed a smile.

Xiang Yu saw the expression on Ling Huming's face, and asked curiously, "Brother Ling Hu, do you know this person!"

"Of course, Xiao Zhuge and Zhuge Geng are the ninety-sixth powerhouses on the list!" Ling Huming said bluntly.

There were no less than ten masters on the list of people who appeared on the scene, and seeing that there were so many masters gathered here made Ling Huming's heart feel a little excited.

At this time, the middle-aged man standing on the war eagle stood with his hands on his shoulders and said in a deep voice to everyone.

"Kunlun freshmen were selected, and it officially began!"