Xuanyuan takes out the "mystic bell" and Yun Zhaoxing takes out the "eight edged mace", blocking the back path of seven people. Lu Lan also wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, playing "ice and snow alone", leading the people of Mu Le pavilion to float in the air. Prevent Muyan and their flying sword from running away. Mu Yan firmly clenched his fist, forced down the fear in his heart, and stood up“ Younger martial sister Muyan said in a dumb voice, "let's leave here first. I must treat elder martial brother right away!" Moreover, there were three monks present at this time: Xuanyuan, yunzhaoxing and Luolan. There are so many monks who come out of the body. Yun Ruohan and Luoyu are both injured. Muyan has just spent most of his aura to break the wancha formation. In any case, he will not be the opponent of these people. Mu Yan's line of sight looks at Ling Yusheng: "to the direction of the unclean abyss!" Ling Yusheng carries cloud like cold and nods to Mu Yan“ Go --! " As soon as the voice fell, six people had already jumped into the sky. Honglian soul grabbing sword, Bifang beast, Wujin hammer, Qijue sword... Attack one direction at the same time. Mu Le Pavilion all a scream, have to avoid, immediately opened up a channel“ No! They're running! Stop them Led by Ling Yusheng, the six figures fly to the north of the snow enchanting jungle like wind and electricity. Xuanyuan's mythical clock and yunzhaoxing's eight edged mace both want to block it. But Ling Yusheng's action is too fast. Before the two artifact can give full play to their strength, they are close at hand【 In the absolute space field. Space is at rest without any trajectory. Even the two artifact also stopped in mid air. The rest time is very, very short, even less than one breath. But just this breath is enough for the seven people to get rid of the encirclement and leave. However, Ling Yusheng has just rushed out of the attack of "Mi Tian Zhong" and "Ba Leng mace". All of a sudden, a cold wind came to my face. He has just performed his strongest skill in absolute space, and his inner psychic power is only enough to run away with cloud like cold on his back. At this time, in the face of attack, there was no stopping force. Fortunately, Leng Yumo arrived in time, and Honglian soul grabbing knife cut it in the air, directly blocking the attack. Xuanyuan looked up and saw the scene in the air. He was overjoyed: "master Ning, are you here to help me?" In mid air, more than a dozen monks and one monk were hovering on the flying sword. The leader was a middle-aged man. He was handsome and elegant, with only one pair of eyes. It's like peach blossom eyes, but it's more feminine, which makes him look mean and insidious. This man is Ning Jinqiu, the head of the Ning family. On the left side of Ning Jinqiu stood an old man in the period of robbery, and on the right was a scholar. At this time, his vision is falling on Mu Yan, showing a shallow smile: "Jun girl, did not expect it, we met again." Mu Yan squinted and slowly spat out three words: "Wen Qingyuan?" Wen Qingyuan burst out laughing, satisfied: "Miss Jun, are you surprised to see me here? I think the young lady must be very sorry at the moment? "“ No, I don't regret it at all Mu Yan shook his head, the corner of his mouth slowly rippled open a evil spirit you cold smile, "from let you go, I'm waiting for this moment. I thought I couldn't wait until I left Beilu. Fortunately, you finally... Sent the person I wanted to the door. "