Feng Jianxing shouted, "Where is the Xingchen Sword? Why don't you go into battle and kill the enemy!"

As he spoke, the starlight in the sky suddenly flew down and instantly turned into colorful swords, forming a dense sword formation.

There were starlights behind these swords, and they looked like falling stars when they flew.

All these divine swords were whistling and rushing towards Zhou Bin. It was the first time that Zhou Bin saw such a sword formation, and he was a little excited.

These sword formations were so beautiful that they made his heart beat faster just by looking at them.

So he suddenly used his true energy to form an energy wall to block in front of himself, allowing the divine swords to pierce it and make a deafening sound.

Thousands of divine swords rushed down one after another, forming a waterfall in front of Zhou Bin, with flames splashing in all directions, colorful and shocking to look at.

Zhou Bin leaned against the air wall to block the sword formations without even moving.

Feng Jianxing tried his best, but in the end there was nothing he could do.

Finally, his true energy was exhausted and he had to stop his moves.

In an instant, the dark clouds in the sky disappeared and everything returned to calm.

Looking at Feng Jianxing again, he was so tired that he sat down on the ground, panting heavily.

Zhou Bin looked relaxed and said with a smile: "Old man, three moves have passed, you lose."

Feng Jianxing did not hesitate, he immediately stood up and bowed and said: "Yes, I lost, I am willing to accept the loss."

Zhou Bin laughed, this is what a smart person is.

He turned around and saw the horrified eyes of the crowd. They were all dumbfounded. He couldn't help but laugh: "Why? If anyone of you disagrees, you can come out."

Everyone was shocked! Even Sect Leader Feng had admitted defeat, so who else would dare to do it?

Everyone was silent, even Yuchi Cang stopped talking, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.