After Qin Shuo finished speaking, he pulled out the iron sword from the Tianyan Sect disciple's belly with one hand and kicked it out. The disciple was kicked out of the situation, leaving a straight line of blood on the ground.
Qin Shuo pretended to be out of breath, raised his right hand, and waved it several times in succession. Sword after sword flew out of the Tianyan Sect disciple's sword box until Qin Shuo's sword box was filled.
It has to be said that Li Qilin is really poor. The sword box of a sect leader is not even as good as a twelve swords disciple of Tianyan Sect.
The worst of Li Qilin's sword boxes are top-grade ones, and the best ones only have three second-level swords.
As for the disciples of the Tianyan Sect, they have five or six sword boxes of three levels of spiritual quality, but none of them below the spiritual level.
The servants of Tianyan Sect helped the twelve sword disciples to Rong Ma.
Rong Ma didn't ask about his injury, but slapped him in the face!
He scolded: "My great generals are all very cautious. How dare you give me a sword with twelve swords? There are still three thousand nails in the broken ship. No matter how weak that kid is, he only has eighteen swords. How dare you give me a sword with twelve swords?"
If we meet face to face, if they don't stab you, who will they stab you?"
If Rong Ma's Sword Peak was as talented as the Sword Control Sect, he would definitely expel these twelve swordsmen from his sect.
It's a pity that this is a rare and outstanding disciple in his Jianfeng, so he is still a little reluctant to part with it.
Asking the servant to take the disciple for treatment, Rong Ma met the host's gaze.
Qin Shuo once again left the place covered with blood and broken swords. Logically speaking, it was another round of rest and cleaning.
Qin Shuo had even come out of the stressful situation, and senior sisters Qiyue and Shishijian came up to him, wiping the fake sweat squeezed out of Qin Shuo while giving Qin Shuo water.
Rong Ma asked his disciples to take turns being cannon fodder just to weaken Qin Shuo. How could he give Qin Shuo a chance to breathe?
He winked at the host,
The host immediately understood and announced: "The venue is tidy and there is no need to clean it. The sword fight will continue. The disciples from both sides will take the stage. If it exceeds the time limit, we will lose!"
Julie's bad temper suddenly rose again: "Which of your eyes can see the cleanliness of this place? Are you not going to let my junior brother rest?"
The host glared at Julie and said coldly: "A disciple of the Sword Control Sect insults the host, so a draw is considered a loss!"
Julie is furious!
Li Qilin pulled him down.
Julie was dissatisfied and asked Li Qilin: "He is just a host, how can he get such power?"
Li Qilin smiled bitterly: "Did you hear any objections?"
Julie was stunned.
Li Qilin said: "That's right. No matter where you go, the host will not have such power, but to put it bluntly, this is still the territory of Tianyan Sect, and the fairness here is only for those who are not present.
"
"We are a small sect. We have no backstage. We don't even have anyone from the master's generation. No one will dare to offend Tianyan Sect for us. Even if you don't see the audience, even if you want to speak for us,
Did you lower your voice?"
"Many people are not convinced, and many people want to complain for us, but the more unfair the treatment is on the surface, the more people dare not speak out, because the Tianyan Sect is shameless, who dares to slap them in the face?"
Li Qilin looked at Qin Shuo,
He thought: "What's more, the younger brother is just pretending. How much spiritual power can he consume by fighting against a Twelve Swordsman? I estimate that he has fully recovered now. The Tianyan Sect's barbarism will not only not affect us, but will also cause more
How many neutral outsiders are on our side."
Li Qilin's judgment is Qin Shuo's judgment,
Qin Shuo shrugged and turned back to the pressure situation. When he just left, he didn't even take the sword box out. Now when he came back, he stood directly leaning against the sword box, showing his fatigue.
The second member of the Tianyan Sect is the Shijian. They don't have many people, and their qualifications are not as good as those of the Sword Controlling Sect. The Shijian has already chosen Phoenix among the pheasants.
When the disciple of Ten Swords saw that his fellow disciple had just overturned because of his contempt for his opponent, he became more cautious in his operations.
Qin Shuo acted more and more weak, but he looked like he couldn't die.
The disciples of the Ten Swords finally exhausted their spiritual power and ended sadly. Qin Shuo was still lying on the field half-dead.
The disciples of the Ten Swords all got a little emo: "He can drag me down until my spiritual power is exhausted with only one breath left. If he is at full strength, he can kill me with just one booger?"
The subsequent Ten Swords and Nine Swords received the same treatment, because as long as the cultivators did not fight, they did not need to rest, so the fighting continued until the early morning of the next day.
When the Tianyan Sect fought against Qin Shuo with his last nine swords, Qin Shuo pretended that he could only use two swords.
But he cannot die with two swords, and can block nine swords with two swords.
When the disciple of Tianyan Sect came off the field, he was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. He endured it for several hours, but he still lost in the end?
"What happened to his last breath? He breathed it out until the end of time?"
Finally, Rong Ma finally came on stage.
As a big boss, his appearance is very unqualified.
The Thirty-Seven Swords bullied the Eighteen Swordsmen, and still insisted on using his own disciples to wear down Qin Shuo to the end. His face was as thick as a city wall, and his courage could only be observed with a microscope.
The elders present were extremely contemptuous of Rong Ma.
The spectators who were watching almost spit out a mouthful of phlegm.
Even the disciples of Tianyan Sect feel somewhat shameless.
Well, contempt is contempt,
But it has to be said that Rong Ma's shamelessness had the desired effect. Qin Shuo was really disabled and could barely stand up while holding on to the sword box.
An opponent who could weaken Rong Ma was eventually forced to the point where he couldn't even lift his sword.
Xiao Wu was the first to lose his patience and clapped his hands vigorously: "Junior brother Qin! Well done! You made it through! No matter you win or lose, you are a hero!"
Julie also said: "You were much better raped by some old grandson who was hiding behind his disciple's butt!"
Qi Qiu said: "Junior Brother Qin, there is no need to compete. Come down and leave the rest to us!"
Qin Shuo turned around, said "Okay" to Qi Qiu, and was about to pick up the sword case and leave.
This action frightened Li Qilin: "No way, don't play so big. You only saw Rong Ma after playing for a long time. What's the point of leaving now? Besides, if you quit, I will definitely not be able to beat you."
Rongma!"
Qin Shuo will not do meaningless things,
While he was still pretending to be powerless and unable to lift the sword box, Rong Ma had already spoken: "Now you want to escape? Did you beat so many of my disciples in vain?"
Qin Shuo drooped half of his eyelids and said to Rong Ma: "It's no good to just admit defeat and leave? What kind of rule is this?"
Rong Ma hummed: "This is the rule of our Tianyan Sect! In this sword duel, you can only lose! There is no surrender! You have to compete even if you want to compete, and you have to compete if you don't want to compete! My disciple's spiritual power cannot be wasted in vain, my elder
His limbs cannot be broken off in vain!"
Qin Shuo smiled evilly.
Li Qilin's eyes widened: "Is this your purpose? Are you just waiting for Rong Ma's words?"
"You can only lose, but you can't admit defeat?"
"Rong Ma...you dug a sinkhole for yourself, did you know?"