Everyone in Jimingshan saw the brief battle between the disciples of Qiqiao Sect and the sword cultivator. When Han Bing and others turned around, no one asked more questions. After Han Bing flew to Zhan Xin, he glanced at Cui Hongshen, ignored him, and asked Zhan Xin in a low voice: "Master Zhan Valley, this sword cultivator is very aggressive today. How about your defensive magic array in Jimingshan? Can you resist it?"

"Well, it should be no problem!" Zhan Xin smiled apologized, "It's hard to say anything else about Jiming Mountain. If you ask your sect's teacher to carefully arrange it, you should be able to withstand the attack of the sword cultivator!"

"Okay!" Han Bing raised his hand and said, "We will rest for a while. When the sword cultivator is exhausted from attacking, we will go out to fight!"

"Well, I think so too!" Zhan Xin smiled, "As long as I can hold on for a few days and nights, the sword cultivator will retreat when he sees no hope of attack!"

Then Zhan Xin ordered many reliable disciples to go down and guard different parts of the formation.

Outside the array, thousands of sword cultivators were already surrounding Jiming Mountain. It was not until this time that the scale of the thousand people could be seen. It was so dense that it blocked the air!

"Attack!" A loud sound rang out. Thousands of swordsmen activate the flying swords under their feet at the same time, each showing the true appearance of the flying swords, and did not transform into shape. The defense towards Jiming Mountain was to stab the generals!

But at this moment, a faint light flashed on Jiming Mountain, covering the entire Jiming Mountain like a light shield. Thousands of flying swords stabbed the light shield, and emitted a little bit of fire. The entire Jiming Mountain was like fireworks at night, extremely brilliant!

"Somewhat weird!" Although Xiao Hua was sitting in the welcoming hall, the Buddhist consciousness had been released all the time. He could see everything clearly, and was surprised to see Jiming Mountain's defense so tight. "The scale of Jiming Mountain seems to be not as large as Zhongling Villa. Even Misty Mountain is slightly stronger than him, but why is the defense array so beneficial? Could it be that there is something unusual in Jiming Mountain?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Hua felt aroused in his heart and said to himself: "Is it... that thing?"

Seeing the sword cultivator's flying sword attack, Cui Hongshen's face turned pale. Han Bing's mid-stage cultivation level was forced to retreat by two swordsmen. Their disciples of the Yu Lei Sect were at most at the early stage of the foundation building. How could they be their opponents? There are thousands of people! Not hundreds, not dozens of people, and ten people in the first team of the Yu Lei Sect, who would drown when they were spitting!

There were a few loud noises of "Boom". The two swordsmen on the sixth level of the bright sword used their flying sword to stab the light shield. The light at the light shield was a little dark. Fortunately, after these two swordsmen stabbed them a few times, they seemed to be exhausted. After stopping, the light shield gradually recovered!

Zhan Xin was not too panicked, he only released his divine thoughts and paid attention to the entire defense state. After waiting for two hours, Zhan Xin waved his hand again, holding a silver-gray flag in his hand, waving it from time to time, and rays of light flew out, as if repairing the magic circle!

The monks from Jiming Mountain, the disciples of Qiqiao Sect and the Yulei Sect were also waiting for Zhan Xin's order.

Especially Cui Hongshen. He was the captain of the team for the first time and didn't quite understand how to command disciples to fight. He wanted to see how Zhan Xin presided over it.

Seeing the night coming, the lively birds returning to their nests, but now it has become the noise of sword cultivators, and there are dozens of sword cultivators dressed in the same costumes stop attacking and line up in a straight line. Under the command of an elderly swordsman, they urged the flying sword to attack at a connection at the top of Jiming Mountain! The sword flowers kept popping up in the same position!

"Quick!" Cui Hongshen was a little anxious and said with a little finger, "Master Zhan Valley, there are more than a dozen swordsmen attacking the same place, don't let them break the formation!"

"Haha" Zhan Xin glanced at him and said with a smile, "I'm not afraid! If an ordinary magic array attacks in the same place, it will defeat the ban you took out. This is also an ordinary way to break the formation, but I'm not afraid of the magic array in Jiming Mountain. I only need to attack, the ban will automatically heal and will not collapse because of continuous attacks in the same place!"

Sure enough, after the sword flowers appeared, the light of the magic circle did not weaken, and even the magic power fluctuations on it became even more swelling.

Seeing this situation, the dozens of sword cultivators gave up. After a little rest, they arranged in formation and attacked the light shield together, which shone brightly again.

"These sword cultivators are also persistent! They know that they can't break through, but they are still respectful!" Cui Hongshen frowned slightly.

"Well, something strange!" Zhan Xin nodded, "If it were an ordinary record, these sword cultivators would have known that it would be difficult to deal with here and should have left long ago!"

This is the second time Zhan Xin said this, and he is obviously extremely confused.

"How long can the magic array of Jiming Mountain last?" Han Bing pondered for a moment and asked in a low voice.

"Fellow Taoist Han knows that if these sword cultivators are sleepless and can withstand ten days of attack!" Zhan Xin looked at the night sky and explained, "Of course, as long as they rest for a moment, this magic circle can naturally absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, repair it by itself, and it can delay time!"

"Is it only ten days?" Han Bing's face changed slightly, and he said anxiously, "Is there not enough spirit stones in Jiming Mountain?"

Zhan Xin smiled bitterly, looked around and whispered: "My Jiming Mountain is not above the spiritual vein, because there is that thing here, so he has established a foundation here. This magic array cannot rely on that thing, but can only rely on the spirit stones to support it. Fellow Daoist Han saw that this magic array protects the entire Jiming Mountain, and the spirit stones consumed are extremely amazing. Although my Jiming Mountain has a wealth of wealth, it cannot stop the attack of thousands of sword cultivators on ten days and ten nights!"

"Oh, thousands of sword cultivators... were indeed what Han didn't expect!" Han Bing sighed, "Could it be that those sword cultivators got some information?"

"If we look at the current situation, it is indeed a bit strange!" Zhan Xin smiled bitterly, "However, my Jiming Mountain is completely unknown in the cultivation world of Xiguo. It seems that they cannot know anything about sword cultivators, right?"

"I hope so!" Han Bing thought about it, and for a moment, asking, "When will I wait for the attack?"

"It's noon tomorrow!" Zhan Xin waved his small flag and answered with his divine thoughts for a moment, "At that time, the magic array consumed 30%. We will go out to fight the sword cultivator and let the magic array absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and recover some of the spiritual energy of the world by itself!"

"Okay!" Han Bing waved his hand and said, "Let's go back and rest for now. The owner of the Valley will be notified tomorrow at noon!"

After waiting for Han Bing to leave, Cui Hongshen stood for a while and asked, "Cui was a little puzzled. Why didn't he go out to fight now, but wait until noon tomorrow? Please ask Bishop Zhan Gu, I!"

"Haha, it's actually very simple!" Zhan Xin didn't want to answer, but seeing that Cui Hongshen was also the help of Yu Lei Sect, he smiled slightly, "This sword cultivator has arrived for the first time today, and he is like a tiger. If he fights with them today, we will naturally suffer the loss!"

"This Cui naturally knows!" Cui Hongshen smiled, "Do I think there are other reasons?"

"Hahaha~" Zhan Xin smiled, "Fellow Daoist Cui is really meant! To be honest, at noon tomorrow, the power of my Jiming Mountain magic array is only 70% of that of ordinary people. It can no longer block the full-strength attack of the Nascent Soul cultivator, so I want to restore it!"

"Ah???" Cui Hongshen was shocked, "The magic array of Jiming Mountain is so strong? Can it actually block the Nascent Soul Cultivator?"

"Haha, it's nothing!" Zhan Xin smiled, "Didn't the magic array of Yulei Sect not even break through the late stage of the Nascent Soul? Back then, my senior Jiming Mountain was far-sighted and spent a lot of effort to set up this magic array, just for fear of the sword cultivator's harassment! Moreover, the previous sword cultivator's attacks retreated because he could not break through the magic array!"

"Yes!" Cui Hongshen was really surprised by the foundation of Jiming Mountain, and at the same time he thought of some of the words Han Bing and Zhan Xin said just now.

"Fellow Daoist Cui, you can go and rest as well. I'm going to arrange a quiet room for you!" Zhan Xin urged, "The disciples of Qiqiao Sect have already fought once. Shouldn't your Yulei Sect fight with me tomorrow?"

"Haha, it should be!" Cui Hongshen bowed and flew down the foot of the mountain with his disciples from Jiming Mountain.

After waiting for Jimingshan disciples to arrange the quiet room to Cui Hongshen and others, who can calm down? After all, they will really fight with sword cultivators tomorrow, especially... Seeing the attacks of thousands of sword cultivators, and Han Bing and other mid-stage foundation-building cultivators were defeated by the sword cultivators, the disciples of Yulei Sect were even more nervous.

"Captain Cui~ There must be a battle tomorrow!" Zhen Minghui looked at everyone and whispered, "According to what his subordinates think, since the token of Jiming Mountain has been obtained, we don't have to fight to the death tomorrow. As long as we find an opportunity, we will run away early, what does the captain think?"

Cui Hongshen glanced at Zhen Minghui and smiled bitterly: "Senior Brother Minghui, do you think Cui doesn't want to escape with you? You didn't see the attitude of the sword cultivator? You didn't plan to let the people of Jimingshan escape! Besides, I don't have flying magic weapons, even if I escape... it's not my turn to wait! The disciples of Qiqiao Sect are probably much faster than me!"

"What does that Qiqiao Sect seem to be with Jiming Mountain!" Zhenhuo whispered, "Look at their emotions, there must be something ulterior motive!"

"Hahaha~ Senior Brother Zhenhuo, this is not the case for conveying emotions!" Dui Ling laughed and pointed his hand at Zhenhuo and said, "How could Senior Han Bing communicate with Senior Zhan Xin??"

"Hahaha~" Everyone laughed when they heard this, and the tension in the quiet room was half gone.

"Well, Qiqiao Sect is a sect of refining weapons. Jimingshan is probably a cultivation sect affiliated with Qiqiao Sect! This is not surprising on Xiaoyu Continent!" Cui Hongshen nodded, "This is a matter between them. I have nothing to do with my Yulei Sect. I will wait for tomorrow..."

"Actually, it's not necessarily so nervous." A lazy voice sounded,
Chapter completed!