It was unclear who made the first move.
Soon after, there was just a flurry of blades and swords in the air.
Xia Wenjin crouched in a corner, having just fought one against three, then one against eighteen; it had drained her strength. Now she could afford to slack off a little.
Kong Chan also stayed curled up in the corner, right next to Xia Wenjin.
The shouting and battling continued over there, with blades clashing and blood splattering, yet he watched with great interest, commenting to Xia Wenjin as he watched: "Did you see that? That's the famous sword move of the Blood Flame Dragon Emperor Sword. One move, corpses lining up, that is the true power of the Blood Flame Dragon Emperor Sword."
Xia Wenjin rolled her eyes and said, "Where are the corpses lining up?"
The over twenty monks surrounding Ming Cheng were down, but all were just injured.
