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Sou sou!

As they reached the top, two figures, almost at the same time, left the iron chains, and suddenly leaped onto the slaughterhouse.

The two of them were Long Bufan and the Human Men.

Just at this moment, Gui Ying suddenly appeared on stage, his blood-red eyes staring at the Human Men, and said with a sinister voice: "Human, you do have some ability, but in terms of speed, you actually do not lose to the Royal Family. I have underestimated you."

Human Men was expressionless, as he glanced at Gui Ying indifferently. However, he did not say a word, and did not pay any attention to the other party.

Seeing Human Men's cold attitude, Gui Ying's gaze darkened. From the depths of his eyes, a biting cold killing intent gradually emerged.

Sensing the cold killing intent coming from the ghost figure, Human Men's expression did not change at all. He said coldly: "If you want to kill me, you are not qualified."

This simple sentence seemed to bring with it a strong aura, filling his voice with confidence.

This kind of confidence did not originate from the arrogance but from the confidence that he had in being able to say those words!

"A mere human dares to be so savage!"

His eyes fiercely stared at Human Men, and coldly snorted. "Do you think that just because you were able to climb to the slaughterhouse first, you have the ability to act arrogantly in front of me?!"

The Human Men's expression was cold, he did not continue speaking, but turned around and looked at the many people below who were climbing up the chains.

However, this action of his had undoubtedly caused Gui Ying's eyes to turn increasingly dark and cold. If not for the rules set by the Tower Master in his slaughterhouse, it was likely that he would have already involuntarily killed him.

Not far away, Long Bufan watched the entire scene in silence, his heart filled with astonishment, but his interest towards the Human Men was growing, and he was looking forward to the opportunity to fight with him.

After that, Long Bufan also walked to the edge of the slaughterhouse, his gaze sweeping down. The scene was extremely bloody and cruel, but after experiencing a round of killing, the number of Fighter s had decreased by more than half, and the remaining ones, were no longer fighting with each other. One by one, they grabbed onto the iron chains, and climbed up towards the slaughterhouse s peak, afraid that they would fall behind others.

Long Bufan had seen all of this, looking at the scene of the corpses scattered all over the ground, his heart had a tinge of emotion, on the journey of Martial arts, to put it nicely, it was a change against the heavens, only for eternity.

However, from Long Bufan's point of view, the Martial arts was more like a pyramid. Whether it was the continent of the firmament s, the Demon World s, or the Celestial domain s, the number of Fighter s was as many as the number of sand in the Eternal River.

In order to pursue the even stronger Power, they gambled everything they had to keep fighting, climbing up the ranks while stepping on the corpses. They were like the tides of the ocean, and in the end, they were able to reach the peak of the Martial arts.

This was the path of the Martial arts.

The scene in front of him right now was a microcosm of the road of the Martial arts.

At this time, the Tower Lord, who was in the top-level secret room, looked at the image reflected in the array disk Phantom Shadow. His gaze was calm as he looked at the Fighter s who were trying their best to climb, as if he was ignoring a bunch of insignificant ants.

As time passed, the number of Fighter who had climbed to the top slaughterhouse continued to increase. Long Bufan estimated that with this speed, they would very soon reach the quota of a hundred.

As for those who were left behind, they would face the end of being wiped out!

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