The art of the sword is the most basic means, although the art of the sword is the most basic, and it is also the most direct way to show one's own spiritual sense and spiritual power.

"There are still two mustard time, the elders to prepare. Wang Donghai gave an order, and the deacons and elders who were standing around took out a three-pattern spirit stone and held it in their hands, waiting for Wang Donghai to give an order.

Seeing this, the group of people on the high platform secretly marveled at the magnitude of the Xuanwu Divine Sect's handwriting, and the price of the three-patterned spirit stone? Who doesn't know, but the Xuanwu Divine Sect actually took it out like this and set it up?

And Xuan Xin looked at the three-pattern spirit stones, and couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain in his heart, he naturally didn't feel sorry for the three-pattern spirit stones in front of him, but the one hundred and eight six-pattern spirit stones in the treasure building that had lost their spiritual power, and that wealth was more than a thousand times higher than the three-pattern spirit stones in front of him.

"Start arranging!" Wang Donghai shouted.

I saw that many deacons and elders were holding the three-pattern spirit stone in one hand, and with the other hand, they took out a handful of earthy yellow chess pieces and threw them to the ground.

The three-pattern spirit stone in his hand was placed not far behind the array flag, and many elders began to exert their spiritual power, carving complex and obscure spirit array patterns on the ground.

After carving for a long time, the last place where the pattern is connected is on the spirit stone, I saw that the moment the pattern was connected to the spirit stone, a spiritual power in the spirit stone was pulled out, and the obscure and complex patterns on the ground were instantly lit up, and connected to the earthy yellow array flag, at this time, the elder who carved the spirit array put his hands together, and shouted loudly: "Form a formation!"

Those deacons and elders began to cast handprints on their hands, and the speed of the handprints changed extremely fast, and the small earthy yellow flag on the ground began to tremble, as the handprints on the hands of the deacons and elders changed, the small flag also exuded earthy yellow spiritual power, and those spiritual powers began to spread towards the crowd through the ground, and yellow light patterns also appeared on the ground.

Those lines are like snakes crawling over, meandering, intricate, making people's scalp numb, countless light patterns converge in the center of the square, when all the lines are connected together, the array of flags emits a spiritual aura rushing to the sky, countless arrays of flags rushing up the aura, this square, instantly formed an earthy yellow light shield, sealing all the disciples on the square in it.

Xia Cover couldn't help but feel a tense in his heart against the sudden spirit array, and at the same time, he also felt a gravity pressing on him, and then those deacons and elders lowered their arms one after another, and the sweaty appearance was as if the spiritual power of the whole body had been sucked dry, and he gasped for breath in his mouth.

Wang Donghai nodded at the deacon elders with satisfaction, half of those deacons and elders left, it seemed that they were too consumed and were going down to rest.

Wang Donghai looked at the huge gravity array, and shouted to the disciples in the formation in a loud voice: "This competition is based on the points system, and the final comprehensive results are the mainstay, and the time limit for entering the competition is limited to seven incense sticks, and those who fail to survive the four incense sticks will be considered a failure, and they will lose the qualification to advance to the next round, and they will get 1 point for five incense sticks, 2 points for those who support six incense sticks, 3 points for those who support seven incense sticks, and 5 points for those who can survive seven incense sticks." ”

"Understood!" Wang Donghe shouted.

"Understood!" the disciples replied very cooperatively.

"The formation has been formed, all disciples, take the sword!"

The commotion sounded, and all kinds of flying swords came into view, most of the flying swords seemed to have a grade, and the flying swords in Xia Feng's hand were obviously mediocre, and there was nothing special, they were completely defective products bought casually on the street.

"Brother, has your flying sword been gnawed by a dog?" The Yunling disciple beside Xia Feng looked at the broken blade in Xia Feng's hand, so he teased, and Xia Feng then remembered that this was usually used when he was fighting with Senior Sister Lu, and he didn't notice that there were so many mutilated openings on it, but it didn't matter, it didn't affect the game.

It's impossible to take out the Twin Shadow Streamer Knife, right? What if the elders don't see it? The black and white twin guns are not ordinary, but they are stolen goods, and the people from the Fairy Sword Gate are still watching from above, isn't it looking for death when they take them out?

"This is my family's heirloom, it's a little old, so it's a little damaged, it's normal, don't worry, brother. Xia Feng explained.

The ghost is worried, I'm laughing at you, laughing at you, do you understand? The laughing disciple was very speechless and thought in his heart, but he didn't know how to laugh at Xia Feng's answer, because the other party didn't hear that he was laughing at him, is this person a fool?

"Edgeworth, get up!" Wang Donghai's loud voice sounded, and all the disciples came out one after another, and everyone's flying swords were suspended above their heads, and then, Wang Donghai said angrily: "Stand up for me, I call you Edgeworth, not raise your sword!"

The hearts of all the disciples were tight, and in the face of the pressure of the gravity spirit array, they still had to stand up? Is this going to kill people?

But in the face of Wang Donghai's order, who would disobey the order? If you don't go up, you will admit defeat and abstain, so all the disciples rose up with their swords, but soon there was a crisp sound of the flying sword falling to the ground, and many disciples couldn't stand on the sword at all because of the gravity spirit array.

The deacons and elders outside immediately opened a hole to let those disciples who had fallen with flying swords come out, and just as they started, there were hundreds of disciples who landed with flying swords.

After some time, many disciples failed to persevere.

"I didn't make it clear just now, Edgeworth, the sword is considered a loss when it lands, and a person who lands is also a loss. Just now, a disciple fell, and the sword did not fall, so he stood on his own flying sword again, in this case, I will not pursue it, if someone is falling again, it will be considered a loss. Wang Donghai reminded.

Xia Feng, who was standing on the broken flying sword, felt the pressure of gravity and interfere with the balance of his own sword, those disciples who fell should not be lacking in spiritual power, they should have lost their balance before falling.

"Why don't you fall yet?" The disciple who had mocked Xia Feng before looked at Xia Feng standing steadily on the flying sword without the slightest bump, and asked very puzzled.

"Maybe this gravity is based on the cultivation of the recipient, I have a spiritual realm, so I feel less pressure. Although Xia Feng explained this, he knew very well that the pressure he felt was the same as everyone else.

"I see, I'll just say, how can I, Li An, not even be able to compare to the spiritual realm. Li An got a reasonable explanation, so he didn't pay attention to Xia Feng, and he didn't think about it at all, they were all standing in the same space.

Li An's feet standing on the sword seemed to be trembling, although the trembling amplitude was very small, but Xia Feng still saw it, but he didn't say anything, but he was surprised in his heart, the realm in the early stage of the Yunling Realm actually had such a big impact under such pressure?

He could see that Ang Lee's aura was strong, not the kind of spiritual cultivation that relied on the accumulation of heavenly materials and treasures, but the spiritual cultivation that relied on his own solid cultivation, but such a strong spiritual cultivation would have such a great impact on this gravitational pressure.

Xia Feng looked around, those disciples with weak spiritual energy basically stood trembling, or they would be eliminated, in just half a pillar of incense, about two thousand people were eliminated, and many places in the square became empty, but no one moved with their swords, because they were all afraid of losing their balance.

In the most central place, that red figure, Xia Feng turned his face as soon as he saw it, that little pepper Ji danced, but don't let her see me, Xia Feng prayed in his heart.

Sometimes, however, it can easily backfire.

Xia Feng tied up his long hair before going out, tied a bun on his head, no longer like the usual draped appearance, and because his white hair was all concentrated in bangs, Xia Feng simply left that handful of white hair outside, logically speaking, ordinary people can't recognize themselves if they don't look at it a few times, but Ji Shenwu's sharp little eyes caught him at a glance, who called him the spiritual realm, isn't this the same as the chicken in the phoenix's nest?

And he found him through the back, if you look at the front, Ji Shenwu may really have to hesitate, because after Xia Feng had that strange dream, the white hair was not only concentrated in the bangs, which made Xia Feng's appearance different, and even Xia Feng's whole temperament seemed to have undergone subtle changes.

Even Huang Yuejuan on the stage was puzzled when she saw Xia Feng, because this person looked like Xia Feng, but it was not like Xia Feng in her memory, she was not like this, she didn't have that handful of white hair, and she was not so mature, and her face shape was slightly different.

And Su Yucheng recognized Xia Feng at a glance, but she didn't show anything, just a smile on the corner of her mouth, the current Su Yucheng is no longer the simple little girl she was at the beginning, she has experienced a lot of things in the Moon Shadow Immortal Sect, learned a lot of things, matured, and grown.

She just looked at Xia Feng quietly, and was very curious about Xia Feng's cultivation, why is it a spiritual realm? In her mind, Xia Feng is a person with high talents, and it is impossible for this cultivation to be? It should be hidden.

"Do you recognize it?" Huang Yuejuan looked at the smile on the corner of Su Yucheng's mouth, and understood something, so Chuanyin asked.

"Hmm. Su Yucheng echoed.

"Is it really Xia Feng?"

Su Yucheng turned her head in confusion, glanced at Huang Yuejuan with puzzled eyes, and seemed to ask her senior sister: Why do you ask like this?

Huang Yuejuan frowned, and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I haven't seen it for a long time, and I'm a little uncertain." Huang Yuejuan couldn't help but think of the sect master's words in her heart, it is difficult for this son to achieve success?

Huang Yuejuan couldn't see Xia Feng's cultivation, she could only see that he was the peak of the spiritual realm, and he could impact the transformation of the spiritual realm, but Huang Yuejuan remembered clearly, Xia Feng was a physical cultivation of refining the body, but why couldn't she see his physical cultivation? Huang Yuejuan firmly believed that she couldn't be wrong when she tested it, but why couldn't she see his physical cultivation? Huang Yuejuan was puzzled.

Huang Yuejuan was puzzled by another point, why did Xia Feng cultivate in the spiritual realm and stand firmly on the flying sword?

She knew that the gravity spirit array did not discriminate, and those disciples of the Spirit Realm were not as stable as him, could it be that he hid his cultivation?