Xuanyuan took out [Miscellaneous Bell], Yun Zhaoxing took out [Eight-edged Mace], blocking the seven people's retreat one by one.

Wu Lan also wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, played [Ice and Snow], and led everyone in Mule Pavilion to hang in the air.

To prevent Mu Yan and others from running away by controlling the flying sword.

Mu Yan clenched his fists tightly, suppressed the fear and panic in his heart, and stood up.

"Little junior sister?"

Mu Yan said in a hoarse voice: "Let's leave here first, I must treat my senior brother immediately!"

Moreover, there were three monks present at the Tribulation Period - Xuanyuan, Yun Zhaoxing and Wu Lan.

There are countless monks in the out-of-body stage.

Yun Ruohan and Luoyu were both injured. Mu Yan had just spent most of his spiritual energy to break the Wantu Formation, and he would never be a match for these people.

Mu Yan looked at Ling Yusheng: "Towards the direction of Bujingyuan!"

Ling Yusheng carried Yun Ruohan on his back and nodded at Mu Yan.

"Walk--!!"

As soon as the words came to an end, six people had already jumped into the sky.

The Red Lotus Sword, the Bifang Divine Beast, the Black Gold Hammer, the Seven Secret Sword... Attack in one direction at the same time.

Everyone in Mule Pavilion screamed and avoided each other, and immediately opened up a passage.

"No! They are going to run away! Stop them!"

Headed by Ling Yusheng, the six figures flew towards the north of the snow-colored jungle like lightning.

Xuanyuan's Misty Bell and Yun Zhaoxing's Eight-Edge Mace both want to block it.

But Ling Yusheng was moving too fast, and before the two magical artifacts could be used, they were already close at hand.

[Absolute Space Field] Launch.

The space fell into a static state without any movement trajectory.

Even the two magical artifacts were parked in mid-air.

The time of rest is very, very short, even less than one breath.

But just this breath is enough for Mu Yan and the seven others to get rid of the siege and leave.

However, Ling Yusheng just rushed out of the attacks of [Secret Bell] and [Eight-Edge Mace].

Suddenly a cold light came towards me.

He had just used the strongest skill of [Absolute Space Field], and his spiritual power was only enough to escape with Yun Ruohan on his back.

At this time, facing the attack, there was no way to stop it.

Fortunately, Leng Yumo arrived in time, and the Honglian Soul-Snatching Sword slashed in the air and blocked the attack directly.

Xuan Yuan looked up and saw the scene in the air, and was immediately overjoyed: "Head Ning, are you here to help me?"

I saw more than a dozen out-of-body monks and a tribulation monk hovering in the air while stepping on the flying sword.

The leader was a middle-aged man. He was handsome and elegant, with only his eyes curled upwards.

It looked like peach blossom eyes, but it was a little more feminine, making him look mean and insidious.

This person is Ning Jinqiu, the head of the Ning family.

Following Ning Jinqiu on the left was an old man from the Tribulation Period, and on the right was an elegant scholar.

At this time, his eyes were falling on Mu Yan, and a light smile appeared: "Miss Jun, I didn't expect that we will meet again."

Mu Yan narrowed his eyes and slowly uttered three words: "Wen Qingyuan?"

Wen Qingyuan laughed loudly and was proud: "Miss Jun was surprised to see me here? I guess the lady must be very regretful at this moment, right?"
Chapter completed!