"Run!"
A large number of Warriors were crazily escaping in all directions at this moment, chased by the horrible Destructive Storm that was mercilessly rushing towards them.
Shaking heaven and earth!
They did not notice the two figures that were fiercely fighting in the center of the platform until the Destructive Storm calmed.
"It's them!"
"One is Xue Yun; the other one is... Jian Wushuang."
"It's them!"
"The storm was created by them!"
At that moment, nearly 100,000 Warriors were gathered in the field, looking towards the center in terror.
The sword shadow and the black light were still in contact, and a terrifying Spiritual Power was constantly being released, spurting sparks occasionally.
"Not bad," Xue Yun said, revealing an evil smile and retreating in an instant.
