Buddhism believes that reincarnation must have cause and effect, and cause and effect must have retribution. Even if you go around in circles, your destiny will always wait in place.

Liu Qianyu slowly climbed up the mountain with the immersive blessings of everyone at the foot of the mountain, carrying more and more people's hopes, and they just moved forward without hesitation.

Mu Wangshu and his group walked cautiously. For them, a cliff a hundred feet high would not be in danger of life even if they fell down. What is exciting is that it is powerful and the fourth-ranked artifact must be at their fingertips!

"Come up"

Mu Hua was the most passionate one, and he reached the top one step ahead of his father. Looking around, he didn't expect that the top of the mountain was a flat ground with a square and a half mile radius. There were stones on the edge of the flat ground, and there was a stalagmites under the stone. A big knife lingering with black air was inserted on the stalagmites, which made him tremble at a distance of a hundred meters. What he didn't expect was that a simple-faced young man was less than ten meters away from the Buddha-slaughtering sword.

"Sorry, you're late."

Mu Hua was far behind the young man, but another head appeared in front of the young man. He grinned his teeth and rushed towards Shizha.

"Get out"

As soon as Liu Qianyu climbed to the top of the mountain, a figure rushed towards him. He was shocked and had no time to see the person clearly. He greeted him with a little toe.

"Good boy, thank you."

Mu Wangshu was overjoyed after climbing the mountain. It was originally the young man was closest to the treasure sword, but Liu Qianyu happened to climb up from the stone siege. Both of them retreated several feet apart, giving him a chance to compete for the Buddha-slaughtering sword.

"Brother Yu, it's me, stop him first."

Only then did Liu Qianyu see clearly the other party: Feng Ji, the saint of Ming Cult, was a good brother who had visited the brothel together.

Mu Wangshu used all his strength to approach the magic sword like lightning. Just as he thought he had succeeded, two crises came from behind, and they were all in the realm of Taoism. He did not dare to be careless and had to put the sword aside and turn around to meet the enemy.

As a contemporary descendant of the demon, Liu Qianyu has no need to say about her talent, and transforming demons is a peerless martial art that is terrifying in the world. After she is successful, she is hard to have any people in the world. She has passed many seniors in the martial arts world at such a young age. Feng Ji is the heir chosen by the Ming Cult. Her talent is rare in the world and has unlimited resources to cultivate. Her achievements at a young age are astonishing.

The rest of the people were already fixed on the spot, and three masters of the grandmaster level were fighting. Even if they were in their circle, they were staring at hope to learn something. With the expectation of the niche, the sound of collision sounded loudly, and the dust on the ground appeared in the air. The battle was not over. After facing the palm, the three of them kicked the ground and continued to rush towards the other side.

All the bystanders were worried. Of course, the stone slabs connected to the entire mountain could not be cracked, but the soil on the flat ground had left the hometown and fled all over the sky. A hurricane was blowing from the center on the entire mountain, and sand and stones were flying, and the sky was dark. Others only knew that the battle was fierce under the dust.

The sound of the collision between fists and palms was as violent as thunder, but there was no lightning. From this, it can be seen that the three of them did not use weapons. Another loud noise, and three figures flew out of the dust at the same time. Mu Hua looked at it and saw that the person who fell in front of him was Liu Qianyu. The bloodshot streak of blood on the corner of his mouth was obviously injured. Without saying a word, he pulled out his sword and rushed over.

"Hand it out"

Liu Qianyu's four poisons and one servant rushed forward, and Feng Ji's subordinates immediately came to help them deal with Mu Wangshu.

"Feng Ji, get the knife quickly!"

Feng Ji had never thought of coming to help. When he heard Liu Qianyu's cry, he ran towards the position of the magic sword without hesitation. The black air seemed to exude extremely tempting. Feng Ji saw his heart beating wildly, and a voice in his heart shouted: The magic sword is mine!

"You're too happy"

Feng Ji was about to succeed, but unfortunately, someone attacked him before he touched the Buddha-slaughtering Sword. At this time, most of the dust fell. When he saw the person clearly, Feng Ji's face changed drastically, and his anger shot out of his eyes instantly. He would kill this person regardless of the magic sword.

"Take your life"

"He is a cult demon, let's go together."

It turned out that more than one person was going up the mountain, and Zhou Xing was the one who led the charge, and all the forces behind him all appeared.

"The revenge of killing my father is irreconcilable, everyone else gets out of here."

Feng Ji shouted angrily and rushed towards Zhou Xing without hesitation.

"We retreat, this is a personal grudge."

"Yes, as the right path in the martial arts world, you must not let the cult people say that we are bullying the less."

Zhou Xing hated him. Since he knew that the other party was from a cult, why would he talk about the rules of the world?

"Haha, it's mine."

An extremely rampant laughter spread across the top of the mountain, and everyone stopped to look at the source of the sound. Under the stones, beside the stalagmites, a man stained with fire was already close to the Buddha-slaughtering sword.

"Stop him"

The crowd left, but the distance was still too far. I watched the fiery red man suddenly jump out of place.

"Tsk tsk, every time I see you, why do I think of your fiancée's tender body?"

A sword passed through Tang Lun's original position, and a man with a wicked smile appeared in everyone's eyes.

"I'm going to kill you, despicable villain."

"Prince is careful"

"That's Tang Lun and Jiang Tao"

The insider's face became strange, and Tang Lun had no heart to kill Jiang Tao with red eyes, but his martial arts skills were not as good as the other party. Tang Yi stepped forward to help, but was stopped by the other party's three followers.

"All the men of my Yin-Yang Sect admire your fiancée's bed skills very much. Why don't you try it the other day?"

"You deserve to die"

Without Jiang Tao's stimulation, Tang Lun had already been confused and had a lot of flaws in his breath. He was not as good as Jiang Tao. After a long time, he would die if nothing unexpected happened.

"Tang Lun, calm down, don't be trapped by the thief."

Just as Jiang Tao was preparing to kill his opponent with one move, a man with a feather fan was used as a weapon and a handsome appearance joined the battle circle.

"This is a matter between me and him, you don't have to worry about it."

There are many people who can use fans as weapons, but only a handful of them are so skillful. He is Wang Yu, the son of the head of Tiande Sect, and the ninth-ranked hero on the dragon list.

There was a melee next to the stalagmites, and Mu Wangshu didn't rest here. With one enemy, the power of the group remained undiminished. Mu Hua and the other two were evenly matched against Liu Qianyu. Everyone knew that whoever could defeat the opponent in front of him would have the first chance to get close to the treasure sword.

I don't know who was the secret of the Buddha-slaughtering sword hidden in Wanxiang Mountain. There are ten people who entered the Shravas Mountains already know. Looking at the foot of Wanxiang Mountain from afar, countless figures climbed up. Their martial arts skills were slightly lower and they were knocked down the cliff and smashed to pieces.

From a high point, the vast mountain top is full of dust. The stone platform that could accommodate tens of thousands of people is no longer clearly visible. You can see the loess on the top of the mountain ten miles away.

The situation is very mixed at the moment, and everyone is fighting each other, but whoever dares to get close to the stalagmites will be attacked by groups. Of course, everyone still ignores the possibility that someone can steal the magic sword without knowing it. For example, the former Lord of the Ghost City can transform into thousands of clothes, and the Lord of the Holy Lord Wu Zhen.

Even though Wu Gu could disguise all kinds of disguises, he still had to climb the mountain step by step. Wu Zhen turned into a wisp of black smoke and floated to the top of the mountain. When he entered his eyes, the scene of flying sand and stones was chaotic, just like a group of demons dancing and ecstasy. But he was not in charge of power, and he did not have the habit of watching the fun and ignored the serious business. He quietly approached the stalagmites while no one was paying attention.

"Get out"
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