The reason why Qi An is so powerful is largely due to the three major dependencies, first of all, the Fire Demon Bloodline, followed by the Spirit Devouring Demon Fire, and finally the [Mo Ling Ru Yi A].

The blood of the fire demon is innate, and the soul devouring demon fire is basically integrated with Qi 'an, only the [Mo Ling Ru Yi Jia] is a foreign object, but its function is extremely important.

When other Qi Condensation Cultivators were only using low-level magic weapons or no magic weapons at all, Qi An had already used mid-level magic weapons, and the effectiveness of middle-level magic weapons was several times stronger than that of low-level magic weapons, and his combat power was forcibly raised to a level.

And Qi An found that [Mo Ling Ru Yi Jia] said that it was a talisman magic weapon, but it also had a considerable increase in strength and speed, and had a certain attack magic weapon effect, which was equivalent to adding the effect of a low-level attack magic weapon on the basis of a medium-level talisman magic weapon, otherwise Qi An's attack power could only be close to the threshold of the early stage of God Refining at most, rather than completely reaching the level of the early stage of God Refining as it is now.

Qi An thought to himself that his current strength was enough to fight with Rong Sheng, so he always wanted to find a reason to fight with him, but he didn't expect that this guy who was always showing off his might suddenly reined in his heart and began to retreat and cultivate, so that Qi An couldn't touch the opportunity and was a little depressed.

After the breakthrough in Qi'an, more than a month passed, and the sudden sound of drumming resounded throughout the entire reserve camp station, and everyone stopped practicing after hearing the drums, and walked out of the stone house one after another, and gathered towards the school field in unison.

There is a big drum in the school field, and the sound of the drum means that the battalion commander has called all the people to assemble, usually there is something important, and everyone must be neatly dressed and lined up to attend, otherwise they will be dealt with by military regulations.

At this time, even Rong Sheng and Xiahou Yan, who had not been in the limelight for a long time, came out of the stone house one after another and appeared in front of the public, and the current leaders of the four major camps were also not missing, and they all rushed to the school to gather.

On the school ground, in addition to the battalion commander Zhou Yinglong, there were five outsiders beside him, middle-aged and man-like, all of them were male, with a calm bearing, majestic and majestic, all wearing golden armor and red cloaks fluttering in the wind.

These five generals have different temperaments, some are domineering, some are detached, some are cold, some are kind, and some are mediocre, their eyes are all focused on the school field, sweeping around in the iron armor team lined up in a phalanx.

The expressions on the faces of the five people were also different, some with a smile on the corner of their mouths and interest, some shook their heads lightly, full of disdain, and some had a flat face, like looking at dead objects.

The ironclad sergeant below was slightly weaker, and when he was swept by the gaze of these five people, he had a feeling of restlessness and a thorn in his back, and they couldn't help but bow their heads and didn't dare to look at each other.

But there are also a few people, with their heads held high, their spirits high, and their faces still excited, who are either resolute or extremely strong enough to resist the sharp eyes of a knife.

These five people, even their eyes are so terrifying, their strength can be imagined, they must be unfathomable, all of them have surpassed the Qi Condensation Realm, at least they are Great Cultivators of God Refining.

There are eight commanders of the Divine Sword Guard, and they are five of them, once the Divine Sword Commander comes to the reserve camp and appears on this school field, most of them know what will happen next, that is, the official members of the Divine Sword Guard are selected from the reserve camp.

The total number of Divine Sword Guards is 800 people, divided into eight teams, each team has 100 people, and each team has a leader, a total of 808 people. However, due to various reasons, the actual number of Divine Sword Guards cannot be maintained forever, and may be reduced, so every once in a while, new blood will be absorbed from the reserve camp to replenish, but this time is not fixed, as short as a year and a half, and as long as several years.

It has been more than three years since the last selection, which is a relatively long time, and the arrival of this selection is reasonable and not surprising, so those members of the reserve camp who are strong and promising to be selected are all excited and expectant.

However, to Qi An's surprise, among the five divine sword commanders, there was actually one person who had contact with him, that is, one day last year, when he went to the outer city to sell swords, he had a conflict with Wang Kun, and finally used the "Demon Dance", a mysterious middle-aged man suddenly made a move, rescued the innocent people from the demon fog, and bought the [Drunken Wind with the Cloud Sword] in Qi An's hand afterwards.

At the beginning, this person was wearing civilian civilian clothes, there was nothing surprising, and his appearance was ordinary, there were no significant features, even if he saw it, it was easy for people to forget, Qi An had long forgotten him, but he didn't expect this person to be one of the eight commanders of the Divine Sword Guard, no wonder the strength was so terrifying.

When all the staff arrived and the formation was neat, Zhou Yinglong took two steps forward, stood in the most conspicuous place, glanced around, and said majestically: "I believe everyone has seen that today's drumming is for the selection of the official members of the Divine Sword Guard, and there are a total of twenty-five places this time, I hope you will work hard." ”

Hearing this number, many people were disappointed, because in the past, most of them had thirty or forty places, or even fifty or sixty, but they didn't expect that this time there would be so few, as long as there were twenty-five people, it would prove that the competition would be more difficult, and the competition process would be more intense.

The selection of official members is basically an open competition, and then the selection is carried out by the god sword commander present by watching the battle, mainly depending on the strength of each person, the strong one, the possibility of being selected is much greater, and the weak one will hardly be selected.

Now there are twenty-one top condensation peaks in the reserve camp, basically these people will be selected, then there are only four places left for others to compete for, and many of the members of the reserve camp who were originally very excited all showed a look of frustration, I am afraid that there is no hope this time.

"According to the old rules, those who want to become official members of the Divine Sword Guard will stand in front. ”

Although Zhou Yinglong didn't say what the old rules were, under word of mouth, most of the members of the reserve camp knew about it, so they didn't have to say anything about it.

Despite the great pressure of competition, there are still many people who are unwilling to let go of the opportunity and stand up, a large area of black pressure, except for Qi An, is all at the peak of condensation, as for the characters on the top master list, all of them are among them, and none of them are left behind.

Zhou Yinglong's divine sense swept away, and the number was clear, and there were as many as fifty-six people standing in front, thirty-one more than the scheduled twenty-five places, but for the selection of the Divine Sword Guard, it didn't matter if there were fewer people, because there was only one competition to draw conclusions.

This is the old practice, because the number of people selected is relatively large, so there will be no spare time to watch round after round of solo fighting, but only use a group fight to solve it.

On the battlefield, there are no eyes for swords and guns.

In the midst of chaos, the winner is king.

The strongest may not be able to stand in the end, and tactics and resourcefulness are equally important.

The Divine Sword Guard is not only a cultivator, but also an army, and the army must pay attention to cooperating in battle, rather than just being brave.

Therefore, the selection in the army pays more attention to the performance in the melee, which is also the key to whether or not you can be selected.

Of course, even if there are no tactics and schemes, if you can win the three armies and attract the same attention, this requires great strength to do it.

When there was no one in the queue anymore, Zhou Yinglong began to order: "The others wait, retreat to the edge and vacate the middle field." ”

The members who did not participate in the selection retreated according to their words, until the edge of the school field, Zhou Yinglong and the five major leaders also withdrew backwards, and only the fifty-six people remained in the school field.

Because the reserve battalion has a small number of people, the area of the garrison is very small, the length and width of the school field are only more than 30 zhang, and the formation is quite spacious, but if it is given to 56 people for melee, it will be smaller.

But this also makes the battle more intense, because the place is small, there is almost no room for retreat, it is difficult to fish in troubled waters, if the strength is not good, it will soon be eliminated, and the weak want to drag time around the circle to pick up cheap, it is impossible.

Everyone on the field knows what is going to happen, and they are very tacitly distancing themselves from others and secretly guarding against each other.

The strong ones have the confidence to stand in the middle of the field, and the weak ones are weak, so they get closer to the edge.

Qi An's eyes looked at Rong Sheng not far away, and just as Rong Sheng also looked at him, the eyes of the two met in the air, like the tip of a needle against Maimang, not giving in to each other, and the killing intent was strong.

Zhou Yinglong took out a pillar of incense and said loudly: "Time is a pillar of incense, the longer you stay in the field, the better your performance, the greater the chance of being selected, all means can be used, if you can't bear it, please retreat to the edge by yourself, but you can't enter again, after a pillar of incense, you will be selected according to your performance." ”

After speaking, Zhou Yinglong lit the incense, inserted it into the incense burner beside him, and announced loudly: "The competition begins!"

The aftermath was still lingering, and there were many people in the field who moved, each looking for an opponent to fight, but there were also a few people who stood motionless and proud, but no one dared to trouble them, there were six such people, namely Rong Sheng, Kui Hong, Hong Xiucheng, Xia Manying, Xiahou Yan, and Qi An.

These six people are far more powerful than the average top condensation peak, especially Rong Sheng, who has reached the level of invincible condensation peak, naturally no one dares to provoke them, that is tantamount to asking for their own death.

Rong Sheng smiled lightly and pointed at Qi An with his finger: "Leave this son to me, you are free." ”

The other four looked at each other, and then began to catch and fight, with Kuihong facing Xiahou and Xia Manying facing Hong Xiucheng.

This form of selection is not to see who wins or loses, but the means and skills that can be shown in the melee, and the five commanders who watch the game are the judges and judges, and they will select the people they like through the performance of everyone on the field.