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Two of the four rank one True Saints were killed and two fled in the blink of an eye. When the other two fled far away, Jiu Luo put his blood-red saber back into its scabbard with a smug smile on his face.
"Brother Heavenly Marquis, how is it?" Jiu Luo looked at Jian Wushuang.
"Impressive." Jian Wushuang gave Jiu Luo a thumbs up.
He was not lying. Jiu Luo was also a rank one True Saint, but he had killed two experts of the same level in the blink of an eye. His strength was indeed extraordinary. Although he was still inferior to the monsters in the Heaven-cleaving Three Palaces, he was still a real genius.
"Lord Jiu Luo."
The False Saints in the group immediately walked over.
"We thank Lord Jiu Luo for helping us. If Lord Jiu Luo hadn't sent those four away, I'm afraid those four would have slaughtered us as well."
