"You are Xiao Jing?" The pastor stared at Xiao Jingdao.

His eyes were like torches, and he had already seen that this disciple was just a mortal realm, and although the dantian spiritual power was abundant, he had no cultivation, and it was estimated that he would not last for a few seconds.

"Yes." Xiao Jing replied.

"Go grab your sword and see how long you can hold on."

Xiao Jing nodded.

Zuo Zhenzhen pulled Xiao Jing aside and explained to him the essentials of holding a sword.

"Senior sister, you don't have to bother, this guy is usually a salted fish, and he will definitely be eliminated today." Cuscuta said.

Zuo Zhenzhen snorted coldly and ignored him at all.

She said to Xiao Jing: "Wait a minute, you must go all out, if you really can't stand it, don't resist hard, just let it go, it's really not good, I will also propose to the master to keep you, at least burn the fire and cook, you will not be displaced." ”

Xiao Jing's heart suddenly felt a burst of warmth.

"Ding, Heavenly Dao has detected that someone is speaking for the host, the spiritual power is reduced by 5, and the spirit is reduced by another 5!"

Minus, minus, minus, minus your sister, what the hell, do you have to kill me to be happy?

Xiao Jing didn't dare to talk to her anymore, he stepped onto the boulder, ready to start holding the sword.

The disciples on the stage began to discuss.

"How long do you think he'll last?"

"Three seconds?"

"Two seconds?"

"No, a second!"

"Isn't that the same as Senior Brother?"

"Haha, I look at him, I can't hold it for a second."

Susizi smiled sadly, hoping in his heart that Xiao Jing wouldn't be able to survive even a second.

Everyone looked lively with the mentality of eating melons, and everyone thought that Xiao Jing would be expelled from the mountain soon.

Facing the treasure of the town sect in Yunwu Mountain, Xiao Jing didn't have a score in his heart, so he had to follow the method that Zuo Zhenzhen taught him, stretched out his hand to hold the big sword, and mobilized spiritual power to insist.

The overwhelming pressure is coming.

Ding, Heavenly Dao detected that the host was under extremely huge pressure, the cause and effect reversed, and the host felt an unprecedented relief!

Xiao Jing suddenly felt that the pressure was getting lighter and lighter, almost as if he didn't hold anything. He wondered in his heart, this is too easy, it's different from what Zuo Zhenzhen said.

But since that's the case, let's go ahead.

"How long has he been holding out?" Cuscuta asked.

"Ten seconds."

"What, this waste, it actually supported it for ten seconds!" Suscuta's face sank.

"Look, Xiao Jing doesn't even sweat, and his face doesn't change, it's so strange!" One of the disciples was the first to notice the abnormality.

Everyone looked at it in surprise, and sure enough, Xiao Jing was holding the sword for a long time, and he was still humming a small song in his mouth, not like he was under heavy pressure, but as if he was drinking tea and enjoying the scenery.

"How long has it been?" The shepherd asked.

"Thirty seconds, forty seconds, oh my God, he's already supernatural!"

"No way, it's absolutely impossible!" Cuscuta shouted.

How could he believe that a miscellaneous disciple of the mortal realm could hold on for a full forty seconds under the pressure of the Great Sword, and looking at this trend, he could still hold on.

"Master Qiqi, fifty seconds have passed!"

The shepherd's face flashed with surprise.

"Hurry up and incense, I want to see if he can survive a stick of incense!"

A disciple hurriedly took a stick of incense and lit it.

Not to mention that they were surprised, the Great Sword was even more surprised.

It's not that it doesn't use force, but this person has come up to the present, and it has continued to increase its coercion, which has exceeded ten times the pressure of the dodder just now, and has reached its limit.

If you don't kneel in front of me today and sing conquest, I won't call it the Great Sword!

Since you are a person, no matter how strong you are, there will always be a time when you run out, and then you have to be pressed to your knees!

It deliberately made the hilt of the sword tightly connected with Xiao Jing, trying to wait for Xiao Jing to hold on and admit defeat with pressure.

The two sides were at a stalemate.

In the blink of an eye, half of the incense burned out, Zuo Zhenzhen looked at it and smiled below, she raised her hand and waved it at Xiao Jing, signaling him to come on.

Seeing Zuo Zhenzhen's smile, Xiao Jing would be mistaken, and a cold sweat flowed from his head.

Could it be that Senior Sister plans to praise me again?

No, let's let it go.

But he found that his hand and the great sword were tightly glued together, and they could not be separated.

He wanted to pull his hand away from it.

"Ding, Heavenly Dao detected that the host drew his sword upward, and the cause and effect reversed!"

The great sword didn't go deeper into the stone.

Xiao Jing had an idea, if all the swords were submerged in the stones, wouldn't my hands be able to come out? He pressed down with all his might.

"Ding, Heavenly Dao detected that the host pressed the sword downward, the cause and effect reversed, and the big sword moved upward!"

The boulder trembled, and the Cloud Mountain began to shake slightly.

The great sword trapped in the boulder protruded inch by inch.

The people under the boulder looked, but they saw that Xiao Jing was pulling out the sword inch by inch.

"What is this kid doing?" The shepherd roared.

"The disciple saw him, he seemed to be drawing his sword......" Wu Qian said tremblingly.

"What?" The disciples in the audience were stunned.

A disciple of the mortal realm actually pulled out the Great Sword, the treasure of the town sect in Cloud Mist Mountain, and pulled out half of it!

Xiao Jing on the boulder secretly complained.

"This is the treasure of the Cloud Mist Sect, if I really pull it out, Senior Sister will praise me again!"

"There are so many disciples in the audience, if you praise me at the same time because you pull out your sword, my cultivation will be completely nullified!"

"Don't let me pull it out!" He said silently.

Seeing this, the shepherd threw himself on his knees.

He raised his hand to the sky, and a few cloudy old tears fell from his eyes to the ground.

"How many years have passed, God has finally opened his eyes, the ancestors of the past dynasties are above, and our Cloud Mist Sect is finally expected to revitalize."

When the disciples next to him saw it, the master all knelt down, where did they dare not kneel, they all knelt on the ground in an uproar!

Xiao Jing was anxious.

He yelled and waved his hand vigorously.

"Don't kneel, I really can't pull out my sword!"

"Ding, Heavenly Dao detected that the host prayed not to draw the sword, cause and effect reversal!"

With an earth-shattering loud noise, a dazzling golden light reflected the entire Yunwu Mountain in all directions.

Everyone's eyes couldn't be opened.

When the golden light dissipated, Xiao Jing suddenly noticed something strange in his hand.

Only then did he realize that at some point, he was holding an extremely huge sword in both hands.

He looked sluggish.

"I, I'm pulling out the great sword?"

The disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect under the boulder, including Zuo Zhenzhen, all knelt on the ground and looked at him blankly, with different colors of worship, envy, and jealousy in their eyes.

The shepherd took the lead in rushing to the boulder, picked up Xiao Jing, and kissed him on the face.

The disciples under the boulder erupted in cheers.

Xiao Jing hurriedly pushed the shepherd away, wiped the saliva off his face, and looked at the prompts on the panel.

"Heavenly Dao has detected that someone worships the host, cause and effect are reversed, and the host's spiritual power is reduced by 1000, life is reduced by 30, and spirit is reduced by 50!"

"Heavenly Dao has detected that someone is jealous of the host, cause and effect reversal, the host's spiritual power is increased by 500, life is increased by 15, and spirit is added by 10!"

"Heavenly Dao has detected that someone is worshipping the host, cause and effect are reversed, and the host's spiritual power is reduced by 300, life is reduced by 20, and spirit is reduced by 10!"

“……”

In general, add less and subtract more.

He cried out in agony.

"Don't shout, you losers, all the cultivation points I managed to save have been ruined by you!"

His voice was drowned out in a tidal cheer.

The disciples thought that he was too excited and shouted louder.

Seeing all this, she clenched her fists fiercely.

He crept over to the shepherd and squeezed out a smile that was worse than crying.

"Master, the big sword has been drawn, so what should I do if I try again?"

The shepherd grimaced and pointed down the mountain.

"Try a fart again, you pack up and get out of me right now!"