There is no sword in the world, but it is better than a sword.

Yu Mo had already seen the mystery, but he had no choice but to use it. He put the blood-blade sword in front of his chest and poured his endless skills into it.

"Fight!"

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words, with a decisive look in his eyes.

Boom boom boom boom!

The other two moves were the first to meet, just like sparks encountering gunpowder, and there was a fierce reaction. A cluster of sword lights, sword lights and lightning exploded on the top of Lingshan Mountain.

A ball of black clouds rose into the sky, Lingshan trembled, rocks flew around, Lingshan was shaking, as if it was violently broken into two pieces in the waist.

Everyone was almost unable to stand firmly, but everyone was trying their best to look at the scene with wide eyes.

The shock to the mind cannot be described in words.

The shock wave appeared, and went in all directions, and everyone was affected again.

Not only ordinary people, but even the mountain master was unsteady and was pushed by a huge and terrifying force, and staggered backwards.

Bang bang bang bang!

Many people fell from Lingshan, but fortunately everyone was prepared and luckily saved their lives and did not fall directly from the cliff.

The mountain master was unbelievable and felt particularly frustrated.

In the battle between Yu Mo and the Sword God, he was not even qualified to watch the game. At the last moment, he was directly swept out.

Finally, there is the most important thing. There is no time to see the winning or losing move. This is a great regret in life. The mountain master almost beat his feet and stamped his chest, and was very upset.

But he retreated on the mountain road, looking at the center of the storm on the top of the mountain, giving him ten courage, and he didn't dare to rush in.

That's a waste of time, even the mountain owner would not dare to take this risk.

The leader of the Tang sect was particularly worried and looked at the top of the mountain with concern, the center of the storm that could no longer be distinguished by the naked eye.

Rocks were flying in the sky, forming a tornado, no one could break in, everyone wanted to know the situation at the center of the storm, but they could do nothing.

Everyone looked at each other, and the leader of the Tang Sect asked in a low voice: "What should I do? The eighth move of the Heavenly Sword is so terrifying. I have never seen such a powerful sword technique before. Just a glance, to be honest, I lost the motivation to resist in my heart."

Many people nodded, obviously they had the same feeling.

The Buddha pondered for a while, put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Master Yu is a living Buddha. When he enters the hell of the Heavenly Sword, he will definitely be able to come out of hell, because hell is not a dead place for the living Buddha. Living Buddha will swim in the empty hell and bring infinite vitality."

Many people blinked and slowly chewed and savored the words of the Buddha. There was a mystery in it, which was not so easy to understand.

But the leader of the Tang Sect heard a little and asked, "Do you think Yu Mo will be fine?"

The Buddha's son stared at the center of the storm without any hesitation, and focused on it: "That's right."

Others do not have as strong confidence as Buddhists. After all, the eighth move of the Heavenly Sword caused great oppression to them.

In their subconscious, no one in the world can resist this sword, and no one can survive and come out of this sword.

Therefore, the words of Buddha seem to be a little unstable.

The Buddhist son is solemn in Dharma and does not think there is any problem with his own words.

Boom boom boom boom!

There were still loud noises in the storm, just like thunders and dazzling lightnings, all of which showed the dangers.

·More and more rocks rose up from the ground. In the blink of an eye, all the buildings of the Lingshan School were destroyed and turned into ruins, flying in the air.

Lingshan was caught off guard and was actually getting shorter little by little, which surprised everyone.

The battle between the two actually wanted to destroy a mountain, which was too terrifying.

boom!

Suddenly, a shocking sound overwhelmed all the previous explosions. After everyone heard this, the world became quiet.

Because their ears were short-lived and could not hear anything.

But they widened their eyes, and their eyes almost popped out, and they looked at the top of the mountain intently. The storm disappeared, and all the rocks flew in all directions like shells.

There was a rain of stones around Lingshan, and the mountain was in chaos.

The top of the mountain is bare and there is no building. It is extremely flat, like a knife and axe, chiseling a huge platform.

There are two people on the platform.

A man stood straight like a knife, and a big knife fell not far away from him.

The other man held a sword in both hands, and the tip of the sword penetrated into the rock, supporting him without falling, but blood was already overflowing from the corner of his mouth, which was particularly dazzling.

These two people are naturally the Sword God and Yu Mo, but their situations are completely different, and anyone with discerning eyes can tell at a glance.

Yu Mo's situation is not optimistic, and the Knife God is obviously not seriously injured.

Although his weapons have been lost, this will not affect the overall situation.

The last move of the world without sword defeated Yu Mo.

Yu Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and found a severe pain from his internal organs. He forced himself to hold it back, looked at the sword god, and said, "What a sword in the world, my robbery sword has not been perfect yet, and there is no new move to deal with your move, so I was defeated."

When everyone heard Yu Mo admit that he had lost and gradually recovered their hearing, their expressions were very wonderful. Some cheered and some were depressed and lost.

There is no doubt that the person who cheered and cheered was the person who was on the front line of Yu Mo.

This means that the fate of both sides has finally settled.

When Yu Mo was defeated, their life and death were separated.

The leader of the Tang Sect frowned and looked at the Buddha son. The Buddha son looked at Yu Mo with no expression on his face, without saying a word.

"It turns out that Buddhists also misunderstood things." Many people thought to themselves.

"Haha, Buddha son, what does it mean to be a living Buddha who is in the empty hell? This living Buddha can be seen, and Tianlong Temple's method of fooling people is first-class."

Some people mock the Buddha's son ruthlessly mocked him.

The Buddhist son turned a deaf ear and just looked at Yu Mo directly.

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"I dare not admit it now? Do you still expect miracles? Where do you get so many miracles in this world? Hahaha!"

Many people laughed wildly in agreement.

The laughter was particularly harsh, but the Buddhist son seemed to be out of the matter and had no reaction at all.

The leader of the Tang Sect saw the Buddhist son's reaction and admired his calmness. At this point, he was still so calm. It was indeed the style of a monk.

The leader of the Tang Sect carefully protected Ye Qianqian and whispered: "Qianqian, I will cut off the back of you later. Do you know if you try your best to leave Lingshan?"

Ye Qianqian was stunned, understood the thoughts of the leader of the Tang sect, and said angrily: "If I don't leave, there will be a miracle. The Buddhist son believes in Yu Mo, and I believe in him too."

Her determination made the leader of the Tang Sect suddenly startled, and said in a frustration: "What do you know? This is a time of life and death. It's too late to leave. You have to survive, do you know?"

Ye Qianqian shook his head stubbornly and said, "If I say I won't leave, I won't leave. At worst, I will die with him, so it's better than running away from his own life and living in the world."

The leader of the Tang Sect flashed, looked at Ye Qianqian in shock, and said, "Have you decided?"

Ye Qianqian nodded.

The leader of the sect understood her thoughts and sighed: "Oh, it's all my fault. I've encouraged you to try before, but this is what I've hurt you."

The leader of the Tang Sect knew that Ye Qianqian had made up his mind, and he refused to take the initiative, obeyed his wishes like a moth to the flame, and bravely took the step with Yu Mo.
Chapter completed!