Gao Yang and the rest waited anxiously outside!
There were more than four hundred Swordsman standing outside. Among them, two hundred had just come out, and a hundred had come out with serious injuries. No one said anything. Those who died for the sword were brothers, and those who were seriously injured were also brothers. Everyone's choice was different, and no one had the right to force anyone else!
Comparatively speaking, there were more than three hundred Ascetic Arhat Monks standing opposite them. Including those who were still in the Heaven and Earth Chessboard, there were nearly eight hundred survivors!
Two hundred Buddhists had died, and six hundred Swordsman had died. This number cruelly showed the huge difference in strength between the side sects and the upper sects. This was also under the circumstance that more than half of the Ascetic Arhat Monks had not come. At least, only three Thorn Monks had come, and most of them had their own missions.
Both sides stood opposite each other, but there were no signs of fighting. The monks were because of the rules, while the Swordsman were because of their strength. This was completely different from the Five Rings. If it were Xuanyuan and his gang, this would be a good place to kill.
Their ideals were different.
As they waited, the news of Single Ear's identity began to spread. Every Swordsman looked at the Seven Color Sword Sect with eyes full of respect. This made Gao Yang feel like he was sitting on pins and needles!
He was very hesitant. Entering the chessboard and risking his life was one thing, but coming out to take the blame was another!
When the real Ascetic Temple began to take their revenge, how could the Seven Color Sword Sect, whose strength had been greatly reduced, withstand it?
However, there was also a large group of people who understood. Chuan Dou and Mo Wen came over. They knew very well about the Seven Color Sword Sect and knew that with the ability of the Seven Color Sword Sect, it was impossible to cultivate such a freak.
The Cultivation world had its own rules. It was not something that a small side sect's genius could dominate. It involved too many things, such as martial arts techniques, swordsmanship, resources, tools, pills, mysteries, and so on.
Mo Wen suddenly asked, "I suddenly remembered. About ten years ago, the famous Jin Dan of the Seven Color Sword Sect was taken away to carry out a special mission, right? Did he come back? "
Gao Yang smiled bitterly. "He didn't come back. He was taken in by the sect! He also came back, but it wasn't him! "
Chuan Dou understood. "I understand! This was a top-notch expert sent by a Taoist sect! Hmm, this time, these Dharma noses are quite interesting. They didn't completely sit back and do nothing … I wonder, which one is it? "
Gao Yang whispered, "Mask!"
Mo Wen was very surprised. "I thought it was a Tian Guan or a bull rider! When did Xiao Yao's Mask become so powerful? Their title holders have always been the weakest among the Daoist sects … "
Chuan Dou sneered, "That's just a rumor. How can there be a proper ranking between Titled Ones? Pretending to be weak was nothing new in the cultivation world! That's right. Only Xiao Yao You's orthodoxy is more diverse, and there are quite a few Swordsman among them. I didn't expect their swordsmanship to reach such a shocking level! How can we endure this? "
The few of them chatted casually. The reason why Gao Yang had exposed this secret was because he wanted to use the two of them to slowly spread the news. Xiao Yao You could take the blame for this, but the Seven Color Sword Sect couldn't!
As for whether it would violate the rules, there was no need to worry. This time, the Yaoying Land's chess game was a grudge between the Sword Vein and Bitter Meditation. As long as you were a Swordsman, it wouldn't be considered a violation of the agreement, even if you were a Xiao Yao Swordsman or a Tai Xuan Huang Swordsman.
"Will we win?" Mo Wen was very worried.
Gao Yang took a deep breath. "We didn't expect to win this chess game. We just wanted to show the Sword Vein's unyielding will. Junior Brother Mo has seen hope, and his mind is in a mess!"
On the other side of the group of Swordsman, the individual Swordsman had also gathered together. After the battle, they were actually the group with the highest survival rate among the eleven teams. It wasn't that they didn't fight hard, but that they followed the right leader in the process of the battle! They didn't take on too important a task. As a result, from less than ninety people, there were only fifty left.
The friendship of Swordsman was most precious only through living and dying together in battle. They all came from different continents. They didn't know each other before, but gathered here for a common goal. Now, they had become friends in life and death!
After a simple conversation, the topic returned to the leader, Senior Brother Shan.
"Do you think Senior Brother Shan is from the Seven Color Sword Sect? If he is, if we join the Seven Color Sword Sect, even if we can't be as invincible as Senior Brother Shan, won't we be able to improve a little? "Fei Sha asked.
His question was actually a question that many people were asking, especially those individual Swordsman who had formed the Devil Blade. They respected this Senior Brother Shan as if he was a god. He carried the two flags and moved freely. This kind of carefree spirit was not something that could be faked by ordinary people. They just didn't know what the little motorcycle that Senior Brother Shan was talking about was.
Che Xie shook his head. "I don't think so! If he was really from the Seven Color Sword Sect, why would they send him to our individual Swordsman team? With Senior Brother Shan's ability, how many fewer people would die if he stayed in the Seven Color Sword Sect? Now, Dafa would rather sacrifice more of their own to send him to protect us individual Swordsman? Also, I saw that Senior Brother Shan was in the last row at that time, and no one looked up to him! "
Cong Rong nodded. "Yes, yes. He was right behind me. Senior Brother even stole the kill. At that time, I didn't know him. You, who was in the last row, dared to act like a wolf? I was waiting for him to come out and scold him … "
A Swordsman joined in the fun. "Did you scold him?"
Cong Rong laughed. "Why didn't I scold him? Senior Brother killed three people in a row. When he came out, I immediately scolded him. 'Senior Brother's swordsmanship is extraordinary. Junior Brother Cong Rong, from Gushi …' "
The Swordsman roared with laughter. They were the group of people who had the least to worry about. They had Senior Brother Shan in front of them, and the Nine Sword Vein behind them. They were just individual Swordsmen. It was impossible for a large force like Bitter Zen to take them seriously. After this matter, they had done their duty as Swordsman. They could be as carefree as they could be without any burden.
Nan Dang, on the other hand, was deep in thought. "After seeing Senior Brother Shan's prowess, I feel that all my training in swordsmanship has been for naught! With this kind of swordsmanship, I might as well not have practiced it at all!
Say, if Senior Brother Shan is also an individual Swordsman, can we also form a sect, organization, or guild? Senior Brother Shan can push Senior Brother Shan, and we can all learn from him? "
Cong Rong clapped his hands. "Nan Dang, you must have been enlightened by that back kick! That makes sense. Since we are all Swordsman, we don't have any assets to hold us back. If one of us dies, the whole family dies!
Since we have nothing to do, I just want to see the true face of Senior Brother Shan's swordsmanship! The Chessboard of Heaven and Earth is too boring. We only see people enter, but we don't hear the sounds of battle! It's like listening in on a bed. What's the use of just listening without seeing? "
Everyone laughed. This was actually everyone's wish. They were all prepared to die here, so what was there to be unhappy about?
They no longer cared about the outcome of this game. They were more eager to see Senior Brother Shan's unfathomable swordsmanship!
It made their hearts itch!
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