The former site of Lingyun Mountain.

The smooth stone floor, as if someone had deliberately polished it, was slippery when stepped on, but it was warm. Wan Peng stood in front of more than 20,000 people and said, "Since everyone is with me, you must do things according to my rules and arrangements." First, we're going to do a reorganization. Since reorganization will inevitably break down the sectarian distinction between you, you must accept it. As for why it should be reorganized, I want you to feel what combat effectiveness is. Cheng Mo. ”

Cheng Mo responded, and led the team forward from the back of Wan Peng.

The team of 300 people, from the start to the stop, was as one, and at the same time it was smooth and without delay.

Other small sects may not know about it, but Zhang Jingdan is secretly surprised when he is out of a big sect. Elite, at least elite in training! Isn't this Wan Peng just a little disciple who survived after the destruction of a small sect?

"How many of you do you think it will take to defeat this team? In this team, the captain is not a cultivator, and the others are only one hundred people who build a foundation and two hundred people who refine qi. ”

"Ten condensation veins in my sect are enough!"

"The pre-formed squad in my sect is also three hundred people, and it can be defeated with one blow!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Wan Peng's mouth. "Good. Then let your ten condensation veins and your three hundred squads come out. ”

There was a commotion in the team for a while, and two waves of people came out, one was indeed ten condensations, and the other wave, whether there were three hundred people, Wan Peng didn't count. Most of these ten condensing veins are in the early stage of condensation, and judging from the fluctuating spiritual power on their bodies, their cultivation is not highly complementary, and they are not a special combat combination.

If it was really a combat combination, Wan Peng was really worried about whether Cheng Mo would be able to handle it. After all, the strength of the condensing veins is still good after being played well, especially the ten-person battle group, which is enough to forcibly tear a hole in the opposing team. But if it's just a loose combination, the current Cheng Mo Camp will not be a problem to win.

"In the first game, team against team. Cheng Mo, pay attention to the lighter hand. ”

Cheng Mo nodded, raised his right hand, and after two complex gestures, the team behind him quickly changed its formation, but it still put Cheng Mo, the captain, in front of the dozens of people who came over from the sky. And the opponent's team of 300 people, as if crazy at this time, suddenly surged up like a tide.

Wan Peng smiled slightly. He wanted to see how long it would take Cheng Mo to gain an advantage in this competition.

The moment the two sides met, Cheng Mo's Jiangxiao Spiritual Cultivation Array was the first to activate, and a white light was directly inserted and passed through the opponent's team, and in the blink of an eye, sixteen Jiangxiao Cultivators had already arrived behind the opponent's team.

And where the white light passed, the team's team, a passage had been opened!

Wan Peng was secretly shocked, when did this guy refine the formation to this point?

And then, the 300-strong Cheng Mo camp was inserted from this passage like a sharp sword, and there was a regular thumping sound on the ground. Every time it came, Wan Peng could feel a slight shock on the ground, and then, some of the opponent cultivators fell to the ground.

After a total of eight sets of voices, Cheng Moying's position had all reached Da Mo's position, but the other party had fallen to about half of the ground, and Cheng Moying had not been injured yet!

Wan Peng also took a breath, and silently thought in his heart, "God, what kind of attack formation is this?"

Liyang smiled in Wan Peng's inner world, "I don't know, right? Whenever you are sleeping, I borrow your body, pass your pendant, and contact the Fire Thunderbird King to teach them something new. Now your more than 1,000 people are really elite. Now these people, except for that Zhang Jingdan's team and the five Jin Dan, I'm afraid that there are the rest, everyone is dispatched, and they can't hold a pillar of incense!"

Wan Peng was dumbfounded. This Liyang seems to be really a good soldier trainer. But think about it, I really don't pay enough attention to my own team, and it seems that I should really reflect on it.

One face, the winner has been decided. Wan Peng took a deep breath and looked at everyone, "Do you still need to fight again?"

The crowd was silent. Even among the ten condensing veins, there were actually people who took a step back.

"In the next wave, please ask ten condensing veins to come out of the battle. To ensure fairness, you can negotiate tactics before doing so. After speaking, Wan Peng asked people to bring over an incense niche and put it on the open space in front of him.

The ten condensation veins really got together and discussed for a while, and one of them was writing and drawing something on the ground in disbelief. Wan Peng saw it in his eyes, but he was secretly happy in his heart. Such a person is afraid that he will become a talent for organizational planning. After the ten condensation veins got up and said that they were ready, Wan Peng lit a pillar of incense and placed it in the niche.

Cheng Mo's team quickly put on the same battle form as before. But this time, it was the ten condensation veins that moved first.

Ten people were arranged in a formation of one, two, three, and four, pointing directly at Cheng Mo.

Because in their eyes, Cheng Mo is the core of this team, and he is also the weakest one!

However, it was precisely because Cheng Mo was the weakest that they miscalculated. Because the whole team knows this, they will definitely have some countermeasures to the enemy's decapitation operation!

When these ten people were about to drive the magic trick, Cheng Mo and a dozen other people from the sky were suddenly transported to the center of the team by the team behind, and the formation of the team changed again.

With the center of the team as the core, the spiritual power of the entire space was stirred. And what is displayed in front of people's eyes, but everyone who has cultivated is very familiar with it.

Dantian, this team actually makes the spiritual power run as if it were in a person's dantian!

At this moment, the magic tricks of the ten condensing vein cultivators fell from the sky. It's just that these recipes are colorful and their attributes are extremely inconsistent. Wan Peng frowned and muttered, "Fireworks?"

In the ranks of the Cheng Mo camp, the aura also operated to a certain extent, and around the entire team, a soft pale yellow light mask appeared, enveloping these people in it. After those spells were hit, the light mask rippled in circles, but it was not broken.

In just one round, the faces of the ten condensing vein cultivators all changed drastically.

If the attack on the enemy is ineffective, then under the enemy's solid defense, there is always a time when you run out of spiritual power!

This is their worst-case scenario.

However, Cheng Moying did not think so.

Their personal spiritual power, which was still in the ranks, was transmitted in a fixed path, and soon became the lines of the formation. The spiritual power ran according to the lines between the members, and the faster it moved, with a slight explosion, more than a dozen white lights rushed towards the ten cultivators.

The rest of the people present suddenly shuddered. It feels ...... This feeling, it's sword energy!?

However, Wan Peng knew that this was not a sword qi, but just a form of formation similar to sword qi. However, whether it is in terms of power or realism, it is indeed no less than sword qi!

However, this blow alone was not enough to make the Condensing Vein Cultivator suffer much loss. After all, the difference in cultivation is there, and it takes time to be strong with many enemies.

However, these cultivators were faced with a sudden attack and immediately became confused. The original one-two-three-four formation was broken, which made Wan Peng a little regretful. You must know that this one-two-three-four formation is the most impactful and powerful offensive formation, and if they use it properly, as long as they break through the external protective shield of the Chengmo camp, they may get a chance to win.

However, it is not possible now.

The attack of the Cheng Mo camp became more and more intensive, and two of the cultivators were knocked together while dodging, and both were hit. Since then, their disadvantages have become more and more apparent.

It wasn't until the last one was left that an extremely thick pillar of light in Cheng Mo's camp hit him, and at this time, Cheng Mo also ejected from the team, swung a punch in the air, and slammed it into the face of the cultivator who had been beaten a little distracted.

When this cultivator landed, the pillar of incense had just burned out.

Silence, deathly silence.

After a long time, among the more than 20,000 people, only one person said slowly, "Brother Wan's team is indeed an elite division. It's just that these people have been trained for a long time, and some strength is normal. I also know that the intention of your competition at this time is to make an example for all of us, and your subsequent training will be very hard, so let everyone see what kind of training you can achieve, and save yourself that there will be no gain; However, I will say something that is not malicious. Brother Wan himself condensed the vein, I don't know what the strength is? You must know that even if you can train everyone into your elite combat power, you still need a certain amount of strength to serve the people. ”

When Wan Peng heard this, this was obviously a tone of provocation to himself, but when he said this, he didn't have any reason not to fight. And at this time, the person who spoke slowly walked out and stood in front of the line.

When Wan Peng saw him, he felt a little bitter in his heart.

It's a golden pill.

Among his 20,000 people, there are only five golden pills, and this is one of them. This person seems to be just in the early stage of Jindan, and at this time, Xiang Wanpeng hugged his fist, "Brother Wan, Jia Yi, the head of the Xiayuan Yimeng faction, wants to ask you for a few tricks." ”

Wan Peng was surprisingly calm at this time, "Brother Jia, there is a level difference between you and me, you are Jin Dan, and in the Quanxiu True Realm, you will also be included in the high-level ranks, and I am the condensation vein, in the Great Gate Sect, I catch a lot of them, like flies and ants." If it's one-on-one, I'm afraid that within one move, I may fall behind. ”

Jia Yi smiled at this time, "No, Brother Wan misunderstood." I actually admire you very much for someone like you who has the ability to command and can train elite soldiers. I think that at the beginning, if our Yimeng faction could also train such elite soldiers, I am afraid that we would not be forced to this stage by the Polo Temple. I mean, you're going to lead the team and fight me. As long as you don't take off the jade plate on your waist within ten moves, you win. ”

Wan Peng didn't expect that Jia Yi would be this kind of tactic. Come to think of it, he didn't propose any specific restrictions, and if he said that he would find a way to deal with ten moves, it might not be a big problem. After all, the killing moves in his hands are no longer as good as before, fight four or five moves, and then find a way to dodge and dodge, and ten moves may pass soon. What's more, what else can I bring with you?" ”

Jia Yi's face was stern at this time, "No, Brother Wan, I still have one condition." ”