This time, the cultivation in his sleep did not end completely until the evening.

The moment the cultivation was completely over, Ye Feng, who was asleep, opened his eyes.

Noticing that it was still dark outside, Ye Feng couldn't help but shake his somewhat drowsy head vigorously.

"Why did you fall asleep?And the dream you had when you slept, why was it so weird?" Ye Feng said to himself.

Thinking back to the strange dream he had just had, he couldn't help but feel dizzy.

In the entire dream realm, there is only a giant sword that is higher than a cliff.

In his dreams, he kept climbing to the top of the sword, but he never really reached the top.

Thinking that he had been crawling in a dream in a daze for an unknown amount of time, the corners of Ye Feng's lips turned up, and he smiled helplessly.

The cause of the dream came from the thoughts of human beings in the daytime, and he found that he might have been thinking about improving his strength recently, and he was too persistent, Ye Feng couldn't help but shake his head again.

Getting up and coming to the door, Ye Feng stretched out his hand to push open the door, intending to take a breath.

However, the moment he opened the door, he was stunned.

In the courtyard of more than 30 square meters, everyone in Shangli formed a fan shape and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Seeing that all the people in Shang Li were on strict guard, even if Ye Feng didn't know what happened after he fell asleep, he guessed the intention of Shang Li and the others to stay here.

"Thank you!" Ye Feng said in a low voice.

Seeing that Shang Li and everyone opened their eyes together, he immediately stepped forward and respectfully saluted many seniors.

After staring at Ye Feng for a long time, Shang Li and the others let out a sound of exclamation at the same time.

With their eyesight, they couldn't see that Ye Feng had been promoted to a fourth-level sword king.

Thinking of the magical little monster Ye Feng, who could be upgraded after a sleep, Shang Li and everyone felt a burst of envy.

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't do it, they really wanted to dissect Ye Feng to see what kind of strange treasures were stored in this little monster's body, so that he could continue to create incredible miracles.

Under Hai Wuya's statement, Ye Feng realized that he had been asleep for a day and a night, and in this day and night, his strength had been greatly improved.

Looking inwardly at his body, he found that the small five-element sword formation had voluntarily transformed into a large five-element sword formation, and Ye Feng couldn't help but feel a little in a trance.

Did you simply complete the transformation of the Little Five Elements Sword Formation? Until this moment, Ye Feng still felt that everything that happened yesterday was really weird.

After everyone chatted in the room for a while, Ye Feng learned that in his sleepy day, the middle-aged group of the Ten Nations Sword Cultivation Exchange Competition had ended.

Because in the middle-aged group competition, Yin Shangguo did not have a strong player, so no one participated in the competition. In the end, the top three in the competition were won by the two sword king powerhouses of the Thousand Feather Country and the sword cultivator of the Linfeng Country.

Speaking of the competition, Hai Wuya talked about the survival competition.

So far, five of the ten countries in the southeast have given up the competition in the survival competition. And the three of Longwen are still fighting on the front line and have not given up the game.

Hearing that the three of Longwen were still stranded in the survival race, Ye Feng couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Among all the sword cultivators who participated in the survival competition, the strength of the three Longwen was the lowest, and even he didn't expect that the three of Longwen would be able to persist until now.

In order to cheer up the three of Longwen, Ye Feng and Hai Wuya came to the arena at midnight.

Through the image stone, everyone saw that the survival game had become particularly tragic so far, and almost all of the sword cultivators who survived and still insisted on the game were suffering injuries of varying severity.

After a day's rest, the three of Longman regained their spirits.

However, in the first half of the night, they encountered the most brutal test since entering the tournament.

The three of them walking in the dense forest encountered an adult monster, the Golden Retriever.

This kind of demonic beast with long golden hair all over its body and roaring sounds when it walks is a second-level fire-attribute demonic beast.

After a hard battle, Longwen's leg was torn off a piece of flesh by the Golden Retriever's roar, Lu Fei's forearm was burned by the flames spewed out by the Golden Retriever's roar, and Su Yafeng's hair was all released by the golden retriever's roar and burned into ashes.

The trio won the battle at a very heavy cost. It's just that after killing the Golden Retriever, the three of them all lost the strength to fight with others, so they could only shrink in place and rest and meditate.

This time it took two hours to adjust the pranayama.

It was when Ye Feng and the people of Hai Wuya came to the square that the three of Longwen recovered from meditation.

Looking at Lu Fei's pitch-black forearm and the top of Su Yafeng's bare head, Longwen said with a wry smile: "Lu Fei, do we still want to continue to win the third place in the competition?"

In the face of Longwen's questioning, Lu Fei did not show any expression on his face.

After a long silence, he said in a firm tone: "Take it." Including the three of us, there are only five countries left in the arena, and we only need to reach the finish line before the other two countries' sword cultivation, and we will be in third place. ”

Longwen didn't want to give up the game, and when he heard Lu Fei say this, he couldn't help but nodded.

Looking at Su Yafeng, Longwen asked, "What do you think, or you will withdraw from the competition now." ”

"Phew!" Su Yafeng spat viciously.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Why, Lao Tzu removed the slightest mistake in the assassination of the sword cultivation of the Linfeng Kingdom, where did he drag you back." If you want to go, Lao Tzu himself can get the third place in the competition. ”

Seeing that Su Yafeng's fighting spirit was still high, Longman smiled approvingly.

What he just said was actually a radical method. If Su Yafeng really decided to withdraw, Longman would definitely not go to death with Lu Fei.

Moreover, after such a long time of contact and running-in, Longman has released the mustard between him and Su Yafeng from the bottom of his heart, and truly identified with this partner.

Longman cut off two dead branches from a dead tree, used them as a splint, and got them stuck in the injured calf. After a simple bandage, he limped forward, and said as he went: "Two, if we don't leave, I'm afraid we really won't be able to get the top three in time." ”

Inside the forest, three sword cultivators with sloppy faces and bloodstains on their bodies rushed forward quickly.

Maybe it was luck, or as there were more and more eliminators, the organizing committee of the competition temporarily canceled a lot of roadblocks, and the three of them did not encounter too many difficulties along the way.

In the early morning of the third day, the three of them came to the last stop from the finish line, directly in front of a lone peak.

Looking up at the mountain peak thousands of meters high in front of them, the three of them swallowed and spat in unison, and there was a hint of hesitation in their eyes.

Whether to climb the mountain now or take a temporary rest is a big problem for the tired three.

After pondering for a long time, Lu Fei finally broke the silence and said, "Up." Crossing this mountain is the end, and even we are here, and I believe that people from other countries have already climbed the mountain. ”

Lu Fei's words made Longwen and Su Yafeng nod at the same time.

Indeed, as Lu Fei said, even disabled people like them have come here, and there is no reason why the team members from other countries should not arrive here. At the moment, they did not see anyone at the bottom of the mountain, which only means that the person who arrived first had already begun to climb the mountain.

A non-hurried ramp was chosen, and the three of them climbed to the top of the mountain step by step.

The mountain, which was originally not insurmountable for sword cultivation, had become an insurmountable moat at this moment.

After climbing for less than an hour, the exhausted Longman trio sat down on the ground from exhaustion.

"Whew......" Su Yafeng gasped hard, and only then did he squeeze out the hot and scorching air waves in his lungs.

Originally, he wanted to say that he was tired, but when he thought that he would be looked down upon if he said such a thing, he wisely kept silent.

Even Su Yafeng felt tired, his strength was not as good as his Longwen and Lu Fei, and the situation was even more unoptimistic.

The two of them leaned on the trunk of the tree, panting heavily, their bodies and internal organs spasmed at the same time, and they felt sick to their stomachs.

Only when you are tired to a certain extent will you want to vomit, and after vomiting, even if it is a sword cultivator, I am afraid that you will not have any more strength to march towards the top of the mountain.

Longman plucked a few needles from a pine tree, stuffed them in his mouth and chewed them heavily.

Bitter juice poured down his mouth, alleviating his vomiting sensation.

Opening the splint on his leg and looking at the leg wound, Longman frowned.

After days of running, his wounds were already showing signs of inflammation under the erosion of sweat and dust, and as he lifted the torn trouser tube, he felt a piercing pain.

Longwen carefully cleaned the wound, and Lu Fei was also carefully dealing with the burns on his arm.

After resting for about a quarter of an hour, Lu Fei was the first to stand up, and without talking to Longwen and the others, he walked straight to the top of the mountain.

Behind Lu Fei, Longwen and Su Yafeng frowned at the same time.

Although they were so tired that they didn't want to move, neither of them said anything, they just followed closely behind Lu Fei.

This climb lasted all day.

Outside the arena, on the square of Thousand Feather City, those sword cultivators who had been watching the survival race all gave a thumbs up after seeing that the three sword cultivators of Yin Shang Kingdom were so persistent.

Men are those who will never retreat or admit defeat in the face of any difficulties and dangers, and now, the three of Longman have conquered every audience with their iron will.

In the rest area of Yin Shangguo, Ye Feng and the others looked at the three figures that were constantly shaking in the image stone in front of them, and they all sweated for the three of them.

Through the image stone, Ye Feng and the others were able to see the whole picture of the entire survival competition venue.

As far as the three of them watched, in front of Longwen and the three of them, there were already three national sword cultivators walking in front.

Although the closest sword cultivator to Longwen and the others was only less than two thousand meters away, it was almost impossible for Longwen and the others, whose physical strength was already on the verge of limiting, to surpass each other.

"Come on, Longman, come on, Lu Fei!" Ye Feng secretly exclaimed in his heart.

Not only Ye Feng was secretly cheering for the people of Longwen, but Hai Wuya, Qiuyang and other sect master-level figures also sweated in their palms.

Except for the sword cultivation competition in the youth group, Yin Shangguo only signed up for the survival competition, if Longwen and others can't get the ranking, this competition, Yin Shangguo will still be destined to become a second-rate country.

"Come on, little ones. If you get the ranking, when you come back, I will give you a holiday and send you a clear mountain spring. Hai Wuya whispered in his heart.

Seeing Longwen moving forward, his figure staggered and almost fell, his heart hanging in his throat suddenly trembled, and he almost wanted to blurt out.

The mountainside was interrupted, and Longman held on to an ancient tree, panting heavily.

Just now, he slipped under his feet and almost fell, making his already little strength even less.

Looking up at the peaks towering into the sky above his head, Longman sighed helplessly.

At this moment, he really wanted to give up the competition and get a good night's sleep, but when he thought that at this moment, he represented the honor of thousands of disciples of the Lishui Sword Sect and the glory of hundreds of millions of people in the Yin Shang Kingdom, he couldn't make such a decision.

Su Yafeng, who was moving forward, turned his head and looked at Dao Longwen's appearance, and pursed his lips disdainfully.

"Drag the oil bottle, I said you would be holding back. Su Yafeng said sarcastically.

In the face of Su Yafeng's sarcasm, Longman laughed miserably.

At this moment, he didn't even have the strength to sneer at each other, so he could only gasp for breath.

Lu Fei, who was moving forward, walked over.

After walking to Longwen's side, he didn't speak, just grabbed Longwen's arm.

Seeing that Lu Fei was supporting Longman forward, Su Yafeng hesitated, stepped forward and held Longwen's other arm.

"Drag the oil bottle, we are one, either abstain together, or complete the task together. If you still have the strength, follow us to climb the mountain!" Su Yafeng said in a low voice.

After saying this, he held Longwen's palm and increased his strength again, trying his best to save more physical strength when Longman walked.