"This assessment and trial are very difficult."

Xiao Li came to Chu Yue's side with a serious expression and lowered his voice, "Wait and be careful, if there is any danger, I will be with you."

Chu Yue half-closed her clear and beautiful eyes and smiled slightly.

"good."

It is a beautiful thing in life to fight side by side.

Xue Cheng shook his fan and looked at Shen Qingfeng with a smile, "Old Shen, I'll be with you too."

Shen Qingfeng's face turned completely black, "No need, I am a disciple of Shenxuan and will not participate in the assessment and trial."

"A Yue, be careful of everything."

Shen Qingfeng looked at Chu Yue, raised his slender hands to clean up Chu Yue's clothes, "I've been here for you."

Chu Yue never called his brother, but he didn't mind.

After all, in the past five years, he has not fulfilled his brother's duties.

"Um."

Chu Yue responded lightly.

A light golden mist appeared on the ground in front of the top ten assessment officers.

Forty thousand disciples gathered together with blood and were full of expectations waiting for Deng Yun to announce the conditions for the college's assessment.

Deng Yun straightened her back and took the attitude of a deacon in the academy, with a expressionless face, without anger, and glanced at the disciples without emotion.

Just as she was about to speak, she saw the crowd start to move.

Deng Yun frowned and looked at the assessment officers of the top ten colleges.

Several people came from behind the dense disciples, with a fierce beast, extremely arrogant and arrogant!

The middle-aged man Duan and the python robe lit up.

They saw Chu Yue stepping over with his men, walking out of the earth and the mountains, and the aura of kings and generals!

The shocking momentum was like a general who had been fighting for life, and the world changed its expression when it heard it.

Chu Yue walked forward carrying the huge bone-breaking axe, her eyes as cold as frost.

The dense disciples scattered involuntarily, retreated from both sides, giving her a path of glory that was starry and moon-like!

Soon, Chu Yue came to the front, tied the mini-shaped bone-breaking axe around her waist, wrapped her arms around her chest, and looked at Deng Yun coldly.

The disciples were stunned and frightened.

This girl...

More mighty than the assessment officer...

Mr. Duan looked at the girl, but the more he looked at her, the more he liked her, and only hated that he was not the Sword Lord and could not steal his disciple!

"Miss Ye, I pay attention to everything first and then. I'm afraid there is something wrong with your approach."

Ling Wanling's white clothes fluttered, her fairy spirit was leisurely, like a beautiful woman with ice skin and jade bones, emitting the light of justice all over her body.

The disciples around her became more and more fond of her.

Especially the male disciples couldn't help but sigh: "Work a wife and marry Princess Ling."

"Is there any part of your conversation here?"

Chu Yue smiled sweetly, raised her slender eyebrows, and looked at the righteous Ling Wanling playfully.

"you--"

Ling Wanling gritted her teeth and said, "Do you know who I am?"

"I'm just a hypocrite with false kindness and righteousness. Do you have to give you a prize?"

Chu Yue sneered: "If the girl is dissatisfied, at the foot of the Futu Mountain, you and I will fight to the death with our strength. If you don't dare, go back and don't come here to find something unhappy."

A life-and-death battle letter...

Qin Qianqian's face changed drastically.

That day, in front of the Martial Palace, she was sent by Ye Chuyue because of the life-and-death battle letter.

The other disciples were even more shocked and just wanted to stay away from Chu Yue.

How cruel should the person who talks about the life and death war every day?

Ling Wanling heard this, but she had nowhere to vent her anger.

Even if she has some ability, she is still quite afraid of Ye Chuyue.

Before coming to Futu Mountain, my father repeatedly told her to avoid her sharp edge. He also heard about the deeds of killing Luozhou in half and angrily killing the head of the King of Dongyang.

She dared not.

"Miss Ling, the assessment has begun."

Qin Qianqian came over to the end, gave Ling Wanling a step, and brought Ling Wanling back to her original place.

Ling Wanling snorted coldly, looked up at the top of the mountain, and showed a determined ambition in her eyes.

A farce ended.

Deng Yun looked at Chu Yue deeply, then looked at tens of thousands of disciples, stood with his hands behind his back, and said loudly: "Everyone, this trial of the Futu Mountain in the top ten colleges will be supervised by the general assessment officer throughout the process."

"The general assessment officer is not a deacon of various colleges, but chose a young disciple from the Shen Xuan Xuan Ji Record, Luo Xingchen!"

Luo Xingchen, Xuan Ji Record's 99th place, is about twenty years old, has outstanding strength and is well-known.

The disciples exclaimed, and there was a noise.

In the past, there has never been a young disciple in the general assessment officer!

Deng Yun's words had just finished, and the sound of the sky was heard.

Countless people looked up at the sky.

But I saw a red-gold spirit bird with blood-colored wings burning with flames all over the body, spreading its wings and soaring in the world.

His body covered the sky and the sun, and induced waves of ancient aura.

Above the back of the red-gold spirit bird, a man in a mysterious robe put his hands behind him, with a handsome face, and his hands raised his feet were all the aura of a noble young man.

Behind him was an old ancient bow.

The red-gold spirit bird landed at the foot of the Futu Mountain, Luo Xingchen stood at his back, lowered his eyes and looked at tens of thousands of disciples, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, I am the general assessment officer of this trial."

The disciples showed a look of fanaticism in their eyes.

"I heard that the disciples who climbed Xuan Jilu will be sent to the academy for higher spirit beasts."

"So this is the style of Xuan Ji disciple..."

"I really want to be a disciple of Xuan Ji."

“…”

Luo Xingchen paused and then said, "Now, start our assessment."

"What you need to do is to climb the top of the mountain and rank it in the order of climbing!!"

"Everyone, I wish you to ride the wind and waves and sing forward."

"please--"

Luo Xingchen is generous and contented.

His calm and noble appearance makes people envious.

With the deafening sound of bells and drums, tens of thousands of disciples rushed into the Futu Mountain like crazy.

Everyone wants to reach the top of the mountain.

Luo Xingchen waved his hand, and a stream of light burst out from his sleeves and headed straight for the sky.

But I saw a huge light curtain appearing in half of the sky, reflecting the scene of every part of the Futu Mountain.

Luo Xingchen handled all this and couldn't help but look at someone.

Compared to the fanatical impulses of other disciples, she seemed very calm.

"Ye Chuyue..."

Luo Xingchen looked at the monument standing at the foot of the Futu Mountain, and the name symbolizing shame was particularly eye-catching.

Chu Yue stood still, looking at them rushing towards Futu Mountain, with a smile on her lips.

And the many captive souls in her Shennong space began to get restless.

Not long.

The countless disciples who rushed towards Futu Mountain made a sound of ghosts and howling.

“Ahhhh…”

"It's the ghost hunting formation that devours martial roots. Help, save me..."

"It's over..."

"Miss Ling, save me..."

A young man was being swallowed by the ghost hunting formation, and he suddenly grabbed Ling Wanling's skirt that was about to step in.

Ling Wanling was so scared that her face was pale and she hurriedly kicked the young man in the face.
Chapter completed!