Chương 2887: The Window Paper Was Broken

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There was no human figure in the empty shadow. What was left was a divine sword, a piece of armor, and an interspatial ring.

The divine sword was naturally the Blood Mountain Sword.

The armor was the gold-colored battle record.

The interspatial ring, of course, was Jian Wushuang's interspatial ring.

Seeing this, Realm Lord Tian Qu, Heavenly Void Temple Master, and Elder Su all smiled.

The countless cultivators watching the battle in the market sighed secretly.

"He's dead. Although he showed shocking techniques, he still died in the end."

"There's no other way. No matter what, he's only a Divine Master. It's incredible that he can do this. After all, there were three Immortal Saints who surrounded and killed him. Moreover, these three Immortal Saints have clearly used their strongest techniques without holding back."

"Although he is dead, Jian Yi is still famous in the Golden Crow Nine Realms."