Li Yang moved.

His lips moved, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Jian Twenty-san is worthy of Jian Twenty-san, and even his Vajra Indestructible Body was injured.

Li Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the sword saint falling down in front of Yunniang's tombstone.

The sword saint's entire upper body fell in front of the tomb. Although he still did not kneel, his posture at this moment seemed to be like he had just kowtowed and had not yet gotten up.

"Sword Twenty-san is indeed powerful, but you are still lowering this end."

Li Yang murmured, thinking in his mind, but it was still the short-lived sword Twenty-three that had just passed.

As the most direct attacker, Li Yang felt the power of Jian Twenty-san with all his heart, and also saw with his own eyes the entire process of the Sword Saint launching Jian Twenty-san.

Absolutely, his soul seemed a little restless.

It seemed that I wanted to cast a sword Twenty-three.

This is certainly impossible.

The Sword Saint took advantage of the opportunity of death to force the sword to use Twenty-three. How could he learn it after taking a look?

The restlessness gradually subsided, Li Yang returned to peace and walked towards the Sword Saint's body.

Pick it up and walked out of the yard.

Two figures were seen on the way.

nameless.

Jian Chen.

"The Sword Saint... is dead." Wuming sighed, looking at the corpse in Li Yang's arms was a little dazed.

Li Yang nodded and walked towards the city with the body of the Sword Saint.

"Slow down."

Jian Chen suddenly stopped him and said righteously: "The Sword Saint is dead, everything is over. What do you want to do with his body?"

Li Yang didn't look at him.

Sometimes, the explanation is redundant.

He directly used Feng Shen's legs, shook past Jian Chen, and floated away.

"Stop." Jian Chen shouted to his back. He was about to chase him, but was stopped by Wuming.

"No need to chase after me. My master didn't feel any violent aura from him. He should not be as unbearable as you imagined." Wuming shook his head.

"Let's go, too."

Where did Li Yang go with the dead sword saint's body?

Who would have thought that at this moment he was in the largest coffin shop in the city.
Chapter completed!