"Let's go!" Seeing Qian Youliang taking action, they also knew that there was no chance to beg for mercy, and their strength was not as good as Qian Youliang. Now all they could do was run away, so they immediately turned around and ran away, but they had no chance. At the moment of their review, Qian Youliang's sword had arrived and directly turned into a afterimage to pierce the next few creators.

"Huh!" But the creator who was running away looked at the death of the person behind him, and Qian Youliang did not catch up and gave him a breath. However, he suddenly saw a smile on Qian Youliang's face. He was shocked and quickly turned his head, but he saw a chubby smile, which was Abao.

With a "puff!", two small short knives in Abao's hand slashed through the creator's head in the shape of scissors. His head fell directly from his neck, and a large amount of blood was sprayed out from the wound. The moment the blood was sprayed out, Abao directly used space to teleport back to Qian Youliang's side.

"Do it." Abao, who returned to Qian Youliang, threw two short swords aside. When the short sword was about to fall to the ground, it disappeared directly. Abao received it into his storage space, which was very casual.

"Ah! So many dead people! Vomit!" Just as Qian Youliang and Abao returned to the Sword Saint, a scream came from behind, immediately causing Qian Youliang and Abao to turn around. He immediately saw Bu Jingyun and Chuchu standing behind the numerous corpses and watching them, while Chuchu was directly holding Bu Jingyun next to him and vomiting.

"Huh!" But Bu Jingyun ignored these dead bodies. He had long been used to things like dead people. He would not be surprised after all. He just hugged Chuchu and ran towards Qian Youliang and Abao on the clean area on the ground. The cloak behind him was blown directly.

"It's you." Bu Jingyun, who came to Qian Youliang, looked at Qian Youliang with a serious face and said. He didn't know why Qian Youliang, who had helped him, appeared here.

"Don't you know that today is the day for the decisive battle between Sword Saint and Xiongba?" Qian Youliang replied with a smile on his face.

"Xiongba!" But Bu Jingyun obviously ignored what Qian Youliang said. When he heard Xiongba, a strong murderous intent erupted in his body, and he looked at the headquarters of the Tianxia Association.

"Why is this person motionless?" Chuchu, who was very nervous, looked at the Sword Saint curiously, and at the same time stretched out her finger to point to the Sword Saint. However, when her finger was about to touch the Sword Saint, it was blocked by Qian Youliang.

"Don't be so nervous, the current dominance should be difficult to protect itself." Qian Youliang raised his head and looked at the main hall of the Tianxia Society headquarters. Because the space of the entire hall was twisted, Qian Youliang could feel a powerful sword intent emanating from it. Apart from this, there was no energy wave. This situation shows that only the sword saint was moving there in the Tianxia Society Hall, and the others did not even have a chance to take action.

"Hmm?" Hearing Qian Youliang's words, Bu Jingyun looked at Qian Youliang with confusion because he didn't understand why Qian Youliang said that.

Qian Youliang did not answer the specific situation. Instead, he looked at the sword saint standing there with his eyes closed. Bu Jingyun immediately understood what Qian Youliang was saying.

"He?" But Bu Jingyun didn't believe what Qian Youliang said. He could feel that the Sword Saint looked like an old man with exhausted oil and lights. There was no place that made him feel powerful and threatening. He was like an ordinary old man, and he couldn't see anything strange about it.

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"Boom!" At this moment, a huge explosion sounded, and the main hall of the Tianxiahui headquarters exploded violently. A few sharp sword energy emerged from the broken room and rushed straight into the sky, and the scope of destruction became larger and larger. The entire mountain top was directly flattened, and the entire Tianxiahui headquarters was pitch black, and the space where it was located was directly shattered, and a large amount of things were sucked into the cracks in the space, which was very terrifying.

Seeing this situation, Qian Youliang and Abao looked at each other, and then the two retreated directly, regardless of the body of the Sword Saint, because if they stayed there, they would definitely be torn to pieces by the powerful sword energy storm. Although both of them were as strong as the Daluo Golden Immortal, and one was at the peak of the late stage and the other was in the middle stage, he still had no confidence in resisting the sword energy storm in front of him.

Because the laws contained in these sword energy are definitely not something their bodies can resist now. It can be said that as soon as they enter the area of ​​those sword energy storms, they will not be torn to pieces by the sword energy storms in a while. This is just a shallow and cool him down. If it were Abao, once he entered the area of ​​the sword energy storm, he would be torn to pieces by the sword energy storm, and he would not even have a chance to escape. Abao's powerful space ability will be delivered to the food in front of these sword energy that can tear the space.

While Qian Youliang and Abao left, Bu Jingyun also felt the danger of the sword energy. He was not stupid enough to resist. Instead, he picked up Chuchu, who had not yet reacted, and quickly retreated backwards.

"Si! Siri! Siri!" The area of ​​the Sword Qi Storm became larger and larger, and then it directly swept the Sword Saint's body into it. The Sword Saint's body directly turned into a void under the Sword Qi Storm. At the same time, Qian Youliang also felt that as the Sword Saint's body disappeared, the Sword Qi Storm stopped expanding and began to slowly decrease. It seemed that this Sword Qi Storm was the back attack of the Sword Saint before his death, which completely exploded out of all the soul power.

As time goes by, the power of the sword energy storm becomes smaller and smaller. After the disappearing shadows, the whole world has returned to light, but the scene is terrible. The originally majestic Tianxia Society headquarters disappeared, leaving only half of the entire mountain. In addition, the pits are usually directly cut by the sword energy, with broken rocks and rugged rocks everywhere.

"Brother Youliang, is this the power of Jian Ersan?" Seeing the damage created by the sword energy storm, Abao swallowed and said.

"No, this is not the power of Sword Twenty-three. Although the Sword Saint has been strengthened by the Creation Space, he has long been exhausted. Even if he is at the level of a saint, it will not change his essence and does not have much vitality. Therefore, this move is not the power of Sword Twenty-three."

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"Ahem!" To be continued.
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