Atop the fortress, Tideng Monk's eyebrows twitched. Such swordsmanship, he couldn't block it either!
"This madman, he won't even talk!"
"Why won't he talk?"
"Not talking is the talk! You must first inflict pain, or there's no talking!"
"Should we go down and help?"
"If we go down, that's not helping, that's messing up!
One man standing alone could be a legend, giving the Demon a dignified step to participate in the legend.
A group of people going down, that's a brawl, either the Demon gets furious, or we go berserk, and can it be stopped? It's just a civilian melee!"
"What do we do?"
"What do we do? The legend belongs to him, we are the background! Prepare for battle!"
"Will the Demon really slaughter the fortress?"
"If the swordsman wins, airborne Demons will come looking for a scene; if the swordsman loses, the Demon will have suffered heavy losses and will definitely invade the fortress to vent its anger! Either way, we can't escape."
