Unlike the outside, they can clearly see every move of Zong Mingyan in the formation, but no one knows where the left is hidden, without a shadow or a trace.

  Zong Mingyan's "A Sprig of Plum Blossom" made many people's eyes light up.

  In fact, Zong Mingyan didn't feel good at all. He was like a fist hitting a cotton pile, soft and fluffy, but his own strength was unknowingly dissipated.

  He couldn't help but frown, not because he thought it was annoying, but because he hated it. He extremely hated this kind of soft and mushy attack. The vast majority of sword cultivators didn't like to fight against warm and fuzzy enemies. If they couldn't take them down with one hit, then they would be stuck in an endless battle!

  It just so happens that this kind of enemy has extremely good self-protection, and it's basically impossible to take them down in one hit. In the end, it often becomes a test of endurance. And for the vast majority of sword cultivators, their physical strength is not particularly impressive.

  Who would have thought that Zuo Mo is also playing this set!

  Zong Mingyan started rubbing his temples.

  Zuo Mo was startled by the sword strike from Zhong Ming Yan, and his small hand trembled as he was setting up the formation, almost ruining the symbol array. Don't think that he's very familiar with the "Heavenly Ring Moon Resonance Formation", what he's familiar with is only the theory, the huge symbol array consumes an astonishing amount of energy, normally he wouldn't even have enough crystal stones to try it out.

  Fortunately, the first sword light was blocked, and the continuously replenished halo seemed to have no damage, and Zuo Mo's heart finally felt slightly at ease.

  "The Heavenly Ring Moon Whistle Array" was just the beginning, and how to set it up, what materials were needed, etc., had already made his head spin. As for the various changes within, he hadn't even had time to carefully think them through. No choice, there was too little time. From the time the sect leader notified him to participate in the final round of trials, until now, he had almost used up all his time and barely managed to understand the setup.

  Not to mention, this time he set up was still the 72nd son array of "Tian Huan Yue Ming Array"!

  For that Kunlun Array entry jade slip, he went all out.

  Although it was a rush job, he still gave it his all and his hands moved swiftly.

  The intense pressure didn't fluster him, on the contrary, he was like a man possessed, his entire being bursting with an extraordinary excitement. His senses were all heightened, his focus unprecedentedly concentrated, and the unfinished parts of the symbol array before him were crystal clear in his eyes.

  Due to long-term finger exercise, his ten fingers are extremely agile. "Jingang Weiyen" has begun to enter the house, and his strength far exceeds that of most sword cultivators. He can easily lift large materials with ease. His divine sense is even more terrifying, the entire talisman array is under the cover of his divine sense, any slight change cannot escape his divine sense.

  The whole person is like a wisp of illusion, crazily setting up a formation of talismans!

  Innumerable materials poured out of his hands like flowing water, accurately thrown to the position he needed, and then his two hands bloomed like flowers, with finger shadows linked together. Circle after circle of spiritual power fluctuations, struck into the symbol array from his changing finger techniques.

  With the help of the symbol array's power, Zuomo hid his own figure, and outsiders couldn't see him.

  No one knows where Zuo Mo is. Everyone thinks that he is hiding somewhere, waiting for the right moment to strike and give Zhong Ming Yan a fatal blow at the most critical time!

  No one knew that this enormous array in front of them was just an unfinished array!

  He looked up at the bright moon in the sky and his restless heart calmed down a lot. He was proud and arrogant, but he wasn't stupid. In fact, someone who could stand out from many disciples wouldn't be foolish.

  Those halos are definitely not the key to breaking through, he thought to himself. He stood still, and the halos in the sky were like free-swimming fish, not actively attacking him.

  Is it that bright moon?

  The moon on his head was distant and real, not at all like it was generated by the symbol array. In fact, not only the moon, but everything in this symbol array had no difference from reality. But he knew that what he saw were all generated by the symbol array, all fake.

  There is no formation under the heavens that cannot be broken, just as there is no sword technique that is invincible. Every formation has its "weak point". The so-called "weak point" refers to weaknesses and flaws, which are also the key to breaking a formation.

  Where is the entrance of this array?

  Zong Ming's eyes sparkled with a hint of movement as he stood there, lost in thought.

  Yu Bai, who had just finished a fierce battle, sensed someone approaching and turned his head to see Nanmen Yang, who had been fighting him intensely earlier, running towards him with his oversized sword. Yu Bai couldn't help but feel a sense of wariness in his heart.

  "What is he doing?" Nanmen Yang asked with a curious face, his voice was as loud as thunder, although he tried to lower it, but still audible throughout the scene.

  Yu Bai was taken aback at first, but seeing the expression on Nanmen Yang's face didn't seem to be joking, he suddenly remembered that Nanmen Yang was a sword cultivator of the Wumen School. The foundation of the Wumen School's sword cultivators couldn't compare with these guys who had been nurtured as key seedlings since childhood.

  Yu Bai noticed other people's eyes drifting towards him.

  Manner... Master said, should be gentle and courteous...

  Yu Bai's voice was gentle as he explained, "Zong Mingyan is thinking of a way to break the seal..."

  "Still thinking about it?" Nan Mengyang widened his bronze bell-like eyes, involuntarily raising his voice to interrupt Yu Bai: "Just directly kill the damn thing! I'm saying you people are all hesitant and indecisive, if it were me..."

  Nanmen Yang's voice was originally loud, and now it was like a rolling thunder, exploding in Yu Bai's ears with a buzzing sound.

  Yu Bai's forehead was twitching with a faint blue vein, and he couldn't believe that this guy was actually so thick-skinned!

  Someone let out a faint laugh, and Yu Bai's forehead veins jumped again in rapid succession.

  Elegance...

  He forced a smile: "This formation is quite difficult, and it's not easy to break..."

  Nanmen Yang interrupted Yu Bai again, looking at him with a puzzled expression, his eyes wide with surprise: "What's the point of breaking it? Just cut it off directly! But that guy's body is... tsk, even more tender and delicate than my old friend's, similar to yours. If I were..."

  The more he spoke, the more excited Nanyang became. He clenched his right fist, tore open his collar and pounded his chest with all his might, his nose puffing out coarse air like a giant gorilla.

  Delicate and tender...

  Yu Bai's elegant and refined face suddenly distorted, his spiritual energy almost out of control, like a raging torrent, on the verge of going berserk!

  Elegance...

  Nanmen Yang was completely unaware, he was like a raging bull, staring at the symbol array, eager to try, but his mouth didn't stop for a moment.

  "Look at the swords you're using, they're as thin as chopsticks. Can that thing even be used? If you're a man, you should use this sword!" He raised the massive sword in his hand, which was like a door plank, and swung it with force twice, proudly saying: "Don't understand? I'll secretly tell you, my good friend told me, it's got to be big! Big! Bigger! A real man uses a big sword!"

  He suddenly closed his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice with a suspicious face: "Are you really a man?"

  Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to Yu Bai at once.

  Yu Bai, who had been enduring with great effort, could no longer hold back. His face turned as black as ink, his handsome face twisted in a fierce scowl, to hell with elegance! The flying sword in his hand pointed straight at the south gate, and he shouted: "Shut up! Let's do it again!"

  Nanmen Yang was taken aback for a moment, then frantically shook his massive head: "I only fight with men!" After finishing speaking, he ignored Yu Bai, raised his great sword, pointed at the symbol array, and stared wide-eyed, extremely excited, shouting loudly: "I'm going to chop down the array! I've never chopped one of these things before! Haha, you guys watch closely, me! A real man! This is how we chop this broken array!"

  After finishing speaking, he carried a huge sword and strode forward with large steps, like a wild bull rumbling loudly as he charged straight into the formation!

  Yu Bai was furious and lost all reason, shouting: "Stop right there! You're mine!"

  The whole person turned into a white shadow, rushing towards the back of Nanmen Yang, and rushed straight into the big array.

  She had been listening to Nanmen Yangyin's words with a hint of disdain, but this sudden turn of events made her heart skip a beat, and she didn't even have time to stop it!

  Damn it!

  There were three people inside the formation, and Zu was absolutely unable to withstand it. As soon as she thought of this, her heart suddenly became anxious, and with a stamp of her foot, she charged into the Tian Huan Yue Ming Formation with the Black Obsidian Sword in hand.

  The ghostly wind saw Su rushing into the big array, and a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he disappeared on the spot.

  The yellow-faced man's heart moved, and he rushed into the symbol array without hesitation.

  He muttered to himself: "How interesting!", and then strode towards the symbol array, his pace neither fast nor slow compared to others.

  Luoyi stood up, brushed off the dust on his body and said helplessly: "Why am I in the same sect as you?"

  Having said that, he also went towards Fu Zhen's formation.

  The other cultivators hesitated for a moment, and then one after another, they charged in continuously.

  The cultivators who rushed in were all in high spirits and had a strong desire to fight! They were all fearless cultivators who were not afraid of challenges!

  This tournament has almost all the strongest people in the Fu Zhen, and it's a rare opportunity to compete with these masters. Such a grand event, if missed, would be a lifelong regret.

  Swish swish swish!

  Figure after figure rushed into the symbol array.

  Under a crescent moon, the cyan misty symbol array spread out like a huge whirlpool, attracting the surrounding cultivators to continuously pour in.

  The entire eastern audience was stunned while watching this match!

  Although the mirage made them look real, their conversation couldn't be transmitted out, and outsiders had no idea what was happening. The scene before them exceeded everyone's imagination limit.

  Tiansongzi was also stunned and muttered: "Why is Baier so excited? What's going on?"

  He had never seen Yu Bai so excited, in his impression, his beloved disciple was always gentle and courteous. What...what's going on here?

  No one can tell him.

  Rushing into the symbol array, all are masters, all are the most outstanding disciples of various sects in Tianyue Realm, the most outstanding young generation. They have a bright future, they carry the hope of each sect, they receive the most comprehensive and best inheritance of Tianyue Realm, they use the best magical artifacts and flying swords...

  They...

  They are like madmen at this moment, with a fierce and eager look on every face, their eyes fixed on the great array with longing!

  That symbol array is indeed very enticing...

  Whether floating in the sky or on the ground, time seems to be frozen at this moment. The cultivators, regardless of their high or low cultivation levels, opened their mouths wide, with dull expressions and motionless limbs, making no sound, like mud sculptures.

  It's so quiet at this moment that even if a needle were to drop on the ground, you would be able to hear it.