The sword god looks so miserable.

Many holes were burned out by the magma, and some of the hair was burned out, and the face was covered in dust, and there was no such thing as a master's temperament.

The God of Sword wished he could find a crack in the ground to drill down.

Usually, he was arrogant and unfathomable in front of Hou Yuan and others. Now that he has become like this, what kind of majesty is there?

The mountain master also looked at the sword god as if he was a ghost.

The sword god is even more embarrassed than when he was crazy on the top of the mountain before. It is so terrible that people dare not recognize each other.

But the God of Sword didn't care about embarrassment and couldn't wait to urge: "You kill them quickly, while Yu Mo is not here."

But the two of them did not rush to take action and asked vigilantly: "Where did Yu Mo go?"

"Low, he's going to find the leader."

The two of them glanced at the rolling magma and couldn't help swallowing.

"Isn't this asking for death?"

"He is probably crazy."

"This is the best, so we can avoid taking action."

The two have the same views.

Qingcheng rolled his eyes and said, "I disappointed you, Yu Mo is not dead."

"I'm not dead, how is this possible?" The two of them shook their heads, incredible.

"They made the movement just now, and you must have felt it from above."

The two looked at each other, and a chill broke out in their hearts again, and they almost ran away.

Yu Mo was not dead, and he made such a big noise. When he came out, wouldn't they even want to escape?

"What are you afraid of? Yu Mo is not out so soon. Kill the three of them first and then save me." The God of Sword urged.

The two came to their senses and exchanged glances, as if they were hesitating whether to escape or stay.

Finally, the two reached an agreement and decided to wait a moment.

They came down and wanted to take advantage of the situation. Although it seemed that they could not catch any big fish now, it was a great achievement to save the sword god.

The three of the Buddhas also looked at them straight away. Seeing that they gradually calmed down, they understood their choice, and immediately prepared.

The God of Sword felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the two of them finally ran away without any soft pussy.

Now he has the opportunity to regain his freedom.

"Go on your hands and kill them all." The God of Sword urged impatiently.

The two walked towards the three of them together, and the mountain master smiled grimly and said, "Qingcheng, you betray Lingshan, we have to calculate the accounts carefully. I said that no one who betrays Lingshan will survive, and you will be the same!"

Qingcheng was not afraid, but walked towards the mountain master and said, "It was Lingshan who was sorry for me first. I have been in Lingshan for so many years and have always regarded Lingshan as the head of the family, but do you regard me as goods and as gifts? Anyone in Tianwu Realm comes to you, and you will kneel down and even sacrifice me to consolidate your relationship with Tianwu Realm. I am ashamed to be with such Lingshan."

The mountain master's eyelids twitched violently and said sternly: "You have climbed to the high branch of the Tianwu Realm. This is not only for Lingshan, but also for yourself. Look at my position in the world. If you have a good relationship with Lingshan, you will be respected like me in the future."

"Hahaha, joke, you are a dog from Lingshan, so how can you respect me?" Qingcheng said sarcastically.

"The stubbornness is unchanged, then go and reunite with your master Qingyousan people."

"I want to avenge my master."

The two shouted in unison, their bodies flashed, and they were already fighting fiercely.

The mountain master suffered a defeat in Yu Mo's hands and broke two fingers. His injuries have not yet been cured. This seriously affected the power of the Star-Picking Moon Change Hand and also caused his combat power to plummetly.

Qingcheng was originally injured, but with Yu Mo, a miraculous doctor, recovering his life, his injuries had healed. Moreover, she recovered her weapon Tianheng ruler, and her combat power soared.

With the ruler in hand, Qingcheng quickly measured the mountain master's attack, predicted his attack without knowing what was going on.

"You actually found the Tianheng ruler again."

The mountain master knew the power of Tianheng Ruler and said in a deep voice: "I passed the Tianheng Ruler to you, and my martial arts were also taught to you. Do you want to use this to deal with me? Do you think it will work?"

Qingcheng was unmoved and said, "You will know if you try it."

Qingcheng's attack suddenly became fierce, and Tianheng ruler danced out traces, and the measurement became more and more precise, counting the mountain master to death.

"Look at my Star-Picking Moon-Swapping Hand breaking your Tianheng Ruler." The mountain master shouted, and the Star-Picking Moon-Swapping Hand burst out with power. Qingcheng seemed to have many more hands in front of him. These hands had magic power, and almost took away her Tianheng Ruler several times.

Qingcheng has also seen the star-piercing and moon-changing hand of the mountain master many times, and gradually saw the clues and said, "Master Master, if you break two fingers, the star-piercing and moon-changing hand will have a flaw. Don't you know?"

The mountain master's eyelids twitched wildly.

Of course he knew, and never thought that Qingcheng could see it at first sight.

The mountain master refused to admit defeat and retorted: "So what if there is a flaw? You can kill you."

The two of them were having a lot of fun fighting, and they also had to take into account the magma. In this small space, the combat effectiveness of the two was greatly limited.

On the other side, Hou Yuan attacked the Buddha's son and said, "You bald donkey, dare to block my way, die."

Hou Yuan will be afraid of Yu Mo, but not others.

He had seen the Buddha son take action, and it was indeed unique, but he was confident that his martial arts ability was better than him, so the sword light flashed and he had an extra sword in his hand, attacking the Buddha son fiercely.

"Yu Mo said that the martial arts in the Tianwu Realm are divided into four categories: Tiandao, Tiansword, Tiansword, Tianfist and Tianpalm. Are you a Tiansword?" The Buddha stared at the sword in Hou Yuan's hand with a brilliant analysis.

"It's the Heavenly Sword. Death under the Heavenly Sword is your luck." Hou Yuan said proudly.

He learned from the Qing Emperor, who is known for his Heavenly Sword.

The Buddha's son stayed with Yu Mo for so long, and was very familiar with swordsmanship, and he also had some experience, saying: "I don't know who is more powerful than the Heavenly Sword and the Tribulation Sword."

Hou Yuan glared and roared: "Of course, the Heavenly Sword is even more powerful. The Tribulation Sword is not worthy of carrying shoes for the Heavenly Sword."

"Your words are not trustworthy. According to me, the sword of the catastrophe is not inferior to the sword of the sky. Moreover, the sword of the catastrophe has not been perfect yet. One day, the sword of the catastrophe will be perfect. Haha, the sword of the sky may not be the opponent."

The Buddhist son has a unique vision and is at the forefront.

The Heavenly Sword has a supreme position in Hou Yuan's mind. Although he has seen Yu Mo's Tribulation Sword and knows its power, he still does not want to believe that the Tribulation Sword is better than the Heavenly Sword.

"I will use your blood to sacrifice the sword, and you will know which is better, the Heavenly Sword or the Tribulation Sword."

Swish swish swish swish!

This small space was immediately filled with sword light.

That night, Hou Yuan relied on his strong cultivation and did not use the Heavenly Sword when he was chasing Qingcheng and Ye Qianqian, but did not use the Heavenly Sword, but other kung fu.

But now at the moment of life and death, he certainly has to use his most powerful martial arts.

The Heavenly Sword is indeed unique, and is known for its sharpness. Sword lights fall down and surrounded the Buddha's son.

No matter how the Buddha's son moves, the sword light will attack him.
Chapter completed!