Chapter 1009 Defense

Everyone in Jiming Mountain saw the brief fight between the disciples of the Qiqiao Sect and the sword cultivator. When Han Bing and others turned around, no one asked any questions. When Han Bing flew in front of 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 is your defensive array in Jiming Mountain? Can it be done? Can you resist?"

"Well, it should be no problem!" Zhan Xin said with an apologetic smile, "It's hard to say anything else about Jiming Mountain. I just asked Master Guimen to carefully arrange the formation, so it should be able to withstand the sword cultivator's attack!"

"Okay!" Han Bing raised his hand and said, "Let's take a rest for now. When the sword cultivators are tired from attacking, we can go out to fight!"

"Well, I think so too!" Zhan Xin said with a smile, "As long as he can hold on for a few days and nights, the swordsman will retreat when he sees that the attack is hopeless!"

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

Outside the formation, thousands of sword cultivators had already surrounded Jiming Mountain. Only then could the scale of those thousands of people be seen. They were so densely packed that they blocked the entire sky!

"Attack!" A loud voice sounded, and the thousands of swordsmen activated their flying swords at the same time. Each of them showed the true colors of the flying swords, without changing their form, and thrust towards Jiming Mountain's defense!

But at this moment, a layer of faint brilliance flashed on Jiming Mountain, covering the entire Jiming Mountain like a light mask. Thousands of flying swords pierced the light mask, and they all emitted little bits of fire. Mingshan is like fireworks at night, so brilliant!

"Something weird!" Although Xiao Hua was sitting in the reception hall, his Buddha consciousness was always released. Seeing everything clearly, I was surprised to see how tight the defense of Jiming Mountain was. "The scale of Jiming Mountain seems to be smaller than that of Zhongling Villa. Even Misty Mountain is slightly stronger than him. But why is the defensive array so powerful? Is there something unusual in Jiming Mountain?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Hua's heart moved and he thought to himself: "Could it be...that thing?"

Seeing the sword cultivator's flying sword attack, Cui Hongshen's face turned pale. Han Bing, who was in the middle stage of foundation establishment, was forced back by the two swordsmen. Their Yu Lei Sect disciples are at most in the early stages of foundation building, so how can they be their opponents? This is thousands of people! Not hundreds of people, let alone dozens of people. The ten people in the first team of Yu Lei Sect would drown if someone spit on them!

"Boom, boom, boom" there were several faint loud sounds. It was the two swordsmen on the sixth level of the bright sword who used their flying swords to stab the light shield. The light in the light shield was a little dim. Fortunately, after the two swordsmen stabbed him several times. It seemed that he was also tired, so he stopped, and then the brilliance of the mask gradually recovered!

Zhan Xin was not too panicked, he just released his spiritual thoughts, paid attention to the status of the entire defense, and waited for two hours. Zhan Xin waved his hand again and held a small silver-gray flag in his hand.

Waving from time to time, rays of light flew out, as if repairing the magic circle!

A monk from Jiming Mountain. The disciples of Qiqiao Sect and Yu Lei Sect were also in full formation, waiting for Zhan Xin's order.

Especially Cui Hongshen. It was my first time to be the captain of a small team, and I didn't quite understand how to direct the disciples to fight. I just wanted to see how Zhan Xin would preside over it.

Seeing the night coming, what was originally the bustle of birds returning to their nests has now turned into the noise of sword cultivators baring their teeth and claws. I saw more than a dozen sword cultivators wearing the same costumes stopped attacking and lined up in a straight line. Under the command of the long swordsman, the flying sword was urged to continuously attack a connection at the top of Jiming Mountain! The blossoming sword flowers kept appearing in the same position!

"Quick!" Cui Hongshen was a little anxious, and he raised his hand and said, "Master Zhan Gu, there are a dozen swordsmen over there attacking the same place, don't let them break the formation!"

"Haha" Zhan Xin glanced at it and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid! If an ordinary magic circle is attacked at the same place, it will defeat the restriction. This is also an ordinary way to break the formation, but my Jiming Mountain's You’re not afraid of the magic circle. As long as it’s attacked, the restriction will heal automatically and it won’t collapse due to continuous attacks on the same place!”

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

Seeing this situation, the dozen or so sword cultivators also gave up. After taking a short rest, they formed their formation again and attacked the light shield together. The light shield glowed with brilliance again.

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

"Well, there's something strange!" Zhan Xin also nodded, "If this is an ordinary record, these sword cultivators must know that this place is very difficult to deal with, and they should have left long ago!"

This is the second time Zhan Xin has said this, and it is obvious that he does not understand.

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

"Friend Daoist Han knows that if these sword cultivators attack relentlessly, they can withstand the attacks for ten days!" Zhan Xin looked at the night sky and explained, "Of course, as long as they take a break, this magic circle will naturally be able to withstand it for ten days!" Absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and repairing it yourself can delay time!"

"Only ten days?" Han Bing's face changed slightly and he asked anxiously, "Is there not enough spiritual stone in Jiming Mountain?"

Zhan Xin had a wry smile on his face, looked at Zuo Jian, and whispered: "My Jiming Mountain is not on the spiritual veins. It is because of that thing here that it established its foundation. This magic circle cannot rely on that thing. It can only rely on that thing." It can be supported by spiritual stones. Brother Daoist Han, look at it, this magic circle protects the entire Jiming Mountain, and the amount of spiritual stones consumed is extremely amazing. Although my family in Jiming Mountain is relatively rich, it can't stop thousands of people. The sword cultivator’s attack for ten days and ten nights!”

"Oh, thousands of sword cultivators... this is indeed something Han didn't expect!" Han Bing sighed, "Could it be that those sword cultivators got some news?"

"Judging from the current situation, it is indeed a bit strange!" Zhan Xin said with a bitter smile, "However, our Jiming Mountain is not well-known in the cultivation world of Xi Country. It seems impossible for them sword cultivators to know anything, right?"

"I hope so!" Han Bingru thought about it for a moment and asked, "When should I attack?"

"Tomorrow at noon!" Zhan Xin waved the small flag and checked for a moment with his spiritual mind. "At that time, the magic circle had consumed 30%. I will go out to fight the sword cultivator and let the magic circle absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to recover!"

"Okay!" Han Bing waved his hand and said, "I'll go back and rest for now. I'll let you know from the Valley Master at noon tomorrow!"

After Han Bing left, Cui Hongshen stood for a while and asked: "Cui is a little confused. Why don't you go out to fight now and wait until noon tomorrow? Please teach me Zhangu!"

"Haha, it's actually very simple!" Zhan Xin didn't want to answer, but seeing that Cui Hongshen was also helping out from the Thunder Sect, he smiled slightly and said, "This sword cultivator arrived for the first time today, and he was as powerful as a tiger at once. If we fight with them today, If you fight, it will naturally be the monks like us who suffer!"

"Of course Cui knows this!" Cui Hongshen said with a smile, "Pindao, do you think there are other reasons?"

"Hahaha~" Zhan Xin said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Cui is really thoughtful! To be honest with you Daoist Cui, at noon tomorrow, the power of our Jiming Mountain array will only be 70% of its usual strength, and it will no longer be able to withstand the full blow of the Nascent Soul cultivator. , so let it recover!”

"Ah???" Cui Hongshen was shocked, "The magic circle in Jiming Mountain is so strong? Can it actually block the Nascent Soul cultivator?"

"Haha, it's nothing!" Zhan Xin said with a smile, "Isn't it true that Yu Lei Sect's magic circle can't be broken even in the late Nascent Soul stage? Back then, my senior Jimingshan had a far-sighted vision and spent a lot of effort to set up this magic circle, just for fear that the sword would The cultivator is harassing! Moreover, the previous sword cultivators’ attacks were retreated because they could not break through the magic circle!”

"Yeah!" 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 said to Zhan Xin just now.

"Fellow Daoist Cui, please go and have a rest. I will ask my disciples to arrange a quiet room for you!" Zhan Xin urged, "The disciples of the Qiqiao Sect have already gone to battle once. Should your Yu Lei Sect also go to battle with me and others tomorrow?"

"Haha, you should!" Cui Hongshen handed over his hands and followed the disciples of Jiming Mountain to fly down the foothills.

When the disciples of Jiming Mountain arrange a quiet room for Cui Hongshen and others, who can calm down? After all, we really have to fight with the sword cultivators tomorrow, especially... seeing the attacks of thousands of sword cultivators, and the defeat of mid-stage foundation-building monks like Han Bing in the hands of the sword cultivators, the disciples of Yu Lei Sect felt even more uneasy.

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

Cui Hongshen glanced at Zhen Minghui and said with a wry smile: "Brother Minghui, do you think Cui doesn't want to escape with all the junior brothers? Didn't you see the posture of the sword cultivator? There is no intention to let everyone in Jiming Mountain escape! Besides, , I don’t have a flying magic weapon, so even if I try to escape...it won’t be my turn! I’m afraid the disciples of the Qiqiao Sect are much faster than me!”

"Then Qiqiaomen seems to be involved with Jiming Mountain!" Zhenhuo whispered, "Looking at their flirtatious expressions, there must be some ulterior motives!"

"Hahaha~ Senior Brother Zhenhuo, that's not how you use flirting with each other!" Dui Ling laughed loudly, pointed his finger at Zhenhuo and said, "How could Senior Han Bing be flirting with Senior Zhan Xin??"

"Hahaha~" Everyone laughed after hearing this, and half of the tension in the quiet room was gone.

"Well, the Qiqiao Sect is a weapon refining sect, and Jimingshan is probably a cultivation sect affiliated with the Qiqiao Sect! This is not surprising in Xiaoyu Continent!" Cui Hongshen nodded, "This is one of their I have nothing to do with the matters during this period, and I have nothing to do with Yu Lei Zong, I will wait for tomorrow..."

"Actually, it may not be that nervous," a lazy voice said.