The expressions of everyone on Xiyao's side changed.

The strongest person on their side could only stop two Heavenly Saints, and the last Heavenly Saint could sweep them all away.

"Spiritual Master Xiyao, think of a solution quickly."

Everyone looked at Xiyao.

Xiyao was also a little anxious. She shouted desperately: "Yang Tian, ​​why don't you show up yet?"

And just after this voice fell behind, a golden long sword cut through the endless void, and with unparalleled sharpness, it crushed towards the god.

Shen Jian's eyelids were twitching wildly, his expression changed, and he quickly retreated.

It was this sword that cut off one of his arms in the first place.

Naturally, he recognized this sword and its owner.

"Yang Tian!"
Chapter completed!