After the sect leaders and ancestors came out, Huangfu Jianling and Mi Qing, who were guarding outside, looked in disbelief when they heard that Chen Xuan had died.
Just seeing the dejected expressions of more than a dozen Juewu Realm experts, the two of them had no choice but to believe it.
"Jian Ling, you are familiar with worldly affairs, please take us to Shanhaiguan." Sword Master Gong Xuan looked calm, hiding his grief and anger deep in his heart.
Huangfu Jianling nodded and led the patriarchs back to the entrance of the Qin Emperor Mausoleum Scenic Area.
Huo Yingjue, Lin Jiang and Yang Yong were all waiting eagerly at the entrance.
Seeing that the ancient martial arts masters had returned but not Chen Xuan, Shang Bohuai and Yin Chonghua, Huo Yingjue and the others felt their hearts sinking and had a very bad premonition.
The two sides were no longer in the mood to introduce each other. When they learned that the dragon bone had been taken away and Chen Xuan was dead, Huo Yingjue, General Lin and Yang Yong felt as if they had been hit hard by a heavy hammer on their chests. They were breathless and couldn't believe it at all.
But like Huangfu Jianling, they saw the expressions of the ancient martial arts masters and had to accept the fact that Chen Xuan, a young genius of the Chinese generation, died in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum.
For a time, everyone was sad and panicked.
Even China's top master, the Evil Emperor, was killed by God. Who else can stop God?
After the grief, General Lin made a prompt decision and ordered: "Temporarily block the news of Mr. Chen's death and wait until the competition is over before announcing it. In addition, the Shanhaiguan competition may be canceled. I will apply for permission from the superiors and kill the ten Western masters at all costs."
Kill them in Qinhuang City."
"General Lin, I think it is inappropriate to use official forces to encircle and suppress people. Gods can control people's hearts. If ordinary soldiers participate in the encirclement and suppression, it will most likely turn into a situation of killing each other." Huangfu Jianling immediately rejected General Lin's idea, "Now the only one
The only way is to have an upright ten-versus-ten contest with God and win back the dragon bone through a gambling battle."
Hearing what Huangfu Jianling said, General Lin fell into silence.
He had heard Yang Yong say before that gods have the terrifying ability to control people's hearts. Even fourth-level extraordinary beings like Yang Yong can be controlled, let alone ordinary soldiers.
If a large number of soldiers are sent to encircle and suppress the enemy with heavy firepower, if the gods control a few Chinese warriors who control super weapons, the consequences will be disastrous.
The ability to control people's hearts is really tricky!
"Then please invite all the ancient martial arts masters to go to Qinhuang City, and I will notify the ancient Chinese medicine practitioners to come and treat your injuries." General Lin could only give up his previous idea in the end.
Half a day later, the sect leaders and ancestors arrived in Qinhuang City and were arranged to a quiet and quiet place to heal their injuries.
And God had already returned to the original hotel with his five divine hands, and never came out again.
After arranging the ancient martial arts masters, General Lin also invited many experts to enter the underground palace of Emperor Qin's Mausoleum and used high-tech means to try to open the lid of the giant cauldron.
Although General Lin ordered to temporarily block the news, Shen Binglan, Qin Feixue, and Yaoyao Qinqin all knew the truth, and felt great sadness in their hearts.
"General Lin, I believe that Chen Xuan will not die! Please rescue him!" Shen Binglan said with a sonorous tone and firm eyes, but her delicate body could not stop trembling slightly. In fact, she also knew that hope was very slim.
She just didn't open the lid of the cauldron because she was unwilling to do so.
The same goes for Qin Feixue. She held Shen Binglan's hand and comforted her: "Sister Binglan, Chen Xuan will definitely come back alive. We have to believe in him!"
Yaoyao Qinqin sat on the sofa, crying so hard that Mrs. Iori stroked her daughter's hair and kept comforting the twin sisters.
Seeing this, General Lin sighed inwardly and asked another question: "Mr. Chen's life or death is uncertain. Do we still have to grandly promote the appearance of the ancient martial arts master as planned?"
"It has always been Chen Xuan's wish to push the world of ancient martial arts out of the secular world. Of course we must follow his wishes, but before that, we need to ask the opinions of those ancient martial arts masters."
Shen Binglan suppressed her sadness and walked to the door of the hotel, where a car was parked.
A female assistant opened the door and Shen Binglan sat in.
General Lin originally wanted to go with Shen Binglan, but Shen Binglan said that she would just go and talk to the powerful martial artist by herself.
Twenty minutes later, Shen Binglan arrived at the place where the Juewu Realm experts were recuperating.
After entering this antique high-end sanatorium, Shen Binglan saw that the ancestors of the clan were meditating to heal their injuries, and those treating their wounds were Lianshan Cangzhu, Sun Tortoiseshell and other ancient Chinese doctors.
Upon discovering the arrival of a stunning beauty, the clan leaders and ancestors immediately linked Shen Binglan's identity to Chen Xuan.
"Hello, all ancient martial arts masters, I am Chen Xuan's lover Shen Binglan. Thank you very much for coming to Shanhaiguan to compete. Now Chen Xuan's life and death are uncertain. He has always had a wish, which is to make the ancient martial arts world known to the whole world.
And I am also ready to publicize this important event. I wonder if you have thought about it?" Shen Binglan said these words with respect.
The first reaction of the ancestors of the sect leaders was that in this competition, the masters of the ancient martial arts world were likely to be completely defeated. At most, only four people could win. Among them, Yin Chonghua was not considered to be from the ancient martial arts world. If he really defeated the ancient martial arts masters before the competition,
If the martial arts community publicizes it, wouldn't it be a loss of face in the end?
How can we let the whole world see the power of China’s ancient martial arts world?
"Miss Shen, we really want to respect Chen Xiaoyou's wish, but in this competition, our chances of winning are not good. We can only win four games at most. If you want to promote the ancient martial arts world for us, I'm afraid it will have the opposite effect in the end.
"Ming Nanchuan reminded him kindly.
Shen Binglan could naturally see what these ancient martial arts masters were thinking. She pondered a little and tried to convince everyone: "Maybe the result of this competition is that China loses, but as long as you show your ancient martial arts style, you will lose.
It can be regarded as an honor even if you lose, and let the whole world see our Chinese martial arts spirit. I think this is what Chen Xuan hopes to see. Chinese warriors can lose, but their spirit will never be defeated. This is enough!"
"What's more, if you compete with Western experts in front of the whole world, the world will definitely be curious about how so many masters suddenly appeared in China. Your identities and the existence of the ancient martial arts world will eventually be known to the world."
After the sect leaders and ancestors heard what Shen Binglan said and looked at each other, Xiao Jian was the first to speak: "The Evil Emperor died fighting for us. I went out to fight this time, firstly, for the glory of Chinese martial arts. Secondly, I
The last thing I want is to owe others a favor, so Miss Shen, when I go to battle, you can report my name and sect openly and openly!"
"Count us in the Tianxing Sect." Ming Nanchuan smiled slightly and finally made up his mind.
Both the good and evil sect masters made decisions, and all the other sect masters and ancestors followed suit.
"Binglan would like to thank all the seniors on behalf of Chen Xuan." Shen Binglan bowed deeply to the ancestors of the clan.
