Start a deserted grave

This sentence was deliberately said to the audience.

Although Murong Ziyan has recovered, she has just experienced the paralysis of her mind and soul, and her current state is like waking up from a big dream.

However, Xuanyu didn't hold back her hand any longer, and pushed out with one palm, the ribbon in her hand was like a dragon coming out of a hole, winding towards Murong Ziyan!

Murong Ziyan hurriedly drew back to dodge, but she didn't want to move a little slower.

Her right arm was immediately entangled with a ribbon.

A sly look flashed in Xuanyu's eyes.

Murong Ziyan only felt that she suddenly lost control of her right arm.

She was quick to gain wit, and she turned her left finger into a sword, mobilized her true qi, and controlled the sword in her right hand!
While the sword light was shining, the ribbon in Xuanyu's hand was chopped into several pieces!
Murong Ziyan's right arm got rid of the opponent's control.

This time, she was prepared in advance, and she held her breath before cutting off the ribbon.

The crumbs of the ribbon floated in the air profusely.

Murong Ziyan tossed and turned, holding the sword flying in the air in her hand, and slashed at Xuanyu with one sword!

With this sword, Murong Ziyan shot with all her strength, above the edge of the sword, the aura of the three-inch sword was awe-inspiring!

She was tired of playing this back and forth game with each other, and wanted to end this battle as soon as possible.

The surrounding disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect held their breath and looked forward to it.

From their point of view, Xuanyu had just lost her weapon, and facing such a fierce sword from Murong Ziyan, she would at least suffer a big loss.

However, no one noticed.

When Murong Ziyan's figure passed through the fragments of ribbons falling all over the sky, the corners of Xuanyu's mouth slightly raised.

A stern look flashed across her beautiful face!

In the next instant, all the ribbon fragments burst out with amazing energy.

Even the elders of the Spirit Sword Sect, and even the suzerain, did not expect this sudden change!
"Zi Yan be careful!"

"careful!"

"Zi Yan!"

The head deacon Feng Lie, Murong Wushuang, and the suzerain of the Lingjian Sect shouted together.

Their figures also rushed to the field.

However, in this moment of less than half a second, even the half-step Nascent Soul's Spirit Sword Sect Master was not fast enough to save Murong Ziyan.

At the same time, Cao Tianyun who was beside Huang Fen also made a move.

However, although his speed is considered fast among disciples of the same cultivation level, it is still far behind the half-step Nascent Soul powerhouse.

The power emanating from the fragment of the ribbon made the surrounding space tremble.

In the next moment, Murong Ziyan will undoubtedly be crushed by this powerful energy until not even a bone is left.

Just at this juncture.

A figure suddenly appeared, and no one could see clearly what happened.

"boom!!!"

A small mushroom cloud slowly rises on Biyun Mountain.

Where Murong Ziyan was just now, the space fluctuated instantly, and smoke and dust rose everywhere!

Deacon Feng Lie, Murong Wushuang, and the Suzerain of the Spirit Sword Sect, the three rushed to the sky at the same time.

The suzerain of the Spirit Sword Sect raised his right hand, and at the last moment when the explosion was about to spread, he controlled it within a small area in front of him.

With his spiritual sense, he had already discovered that Murong Ziyan was standing beside the mountain gate, standing with the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect who were watching the battle.

The hanging heart was immediately let go.

However, even with his cultivation, he couldn't see clearly how Murong Ziyan escaped from the danger at the moment of the explosion just now.

What is certain is that there must be an extremely powerful being who shot at that moment and saved Murong Ziyan.

The suzerain of the Spirit Sword Sect clasped his fists far away from the surroundings: "Thank you senior for saving the young disciple. There is no way to repay the great kindness. If it is convenient, please invite the senior to show up. Mo Yu will treat him with the highest courtesy."

It turned out that the suzerain of the Spirit Sword Sect was named Mo Yu.

At this time, among the crowd, Huang Fen was holding the [time pocket watch] in his hand, trying to calm down the somewhat messy atmosphere.

At the critical moment just now, he could only try to activate the power of [Time Pocket Watch] to save Murong Ziyan.

It wasn't because Huang Fen was attracted by the color, but seeing Murong Ziyan fighting with all her strength, Huang Fen couldn't help but think of Ai Li.

Driven by instinct, he couldn't bear to see such a talented girl fall here.

Although the others didn't figure out what happened at that moment just now.

But Murong Ziyan, who is the person involved, is very clear.

At that moment, she thought she was dead.

Time-based, she didn't even have the opportunity to look back on her short life of only 16 years.

However, at the next moment, she felt that she was embraced by a pair of gentle arms.

That feeling is extremely wonderful, the time around seems to have stopped.

She could see that the energy that exploded stayed in the air.

And not only that, behind the man's handsome face, she even saw the trajectory of time flowing backwards.

Those satin fragments that had been reduced to ashes in the explosion were reassembled, and the energy was recovered from them, which is extremely weird...

She also saw that her brother, her master, and the deacon Feng Lie, whom she didn't like very much, were all rushing towards this side.

But their movements were all stagnant in the air, and they were even going backwards strangely.

Then, the man who saved him whispered in his ear: "Don't tell me who I am, or I will destroy the Spirit Sword Sect."

A clear and concise threat.

Murong Ziyan completely believed in what the other party said, without any doubt at all.

In the face of this kind of power that can turn back time, even a master as powerful as himself can only be at his mercy.

"Who the hell is he?"

At this moment, Murong Ziyan only dared to glance at Huang Fen in the crowd from the corner of her eye.

She was not afraid that watching Huang Fen by herself would cause the other party's displeasure.

The main reason is that I am afraid that my own gaze will attract the attention of others, and then through associations, I will suspect Huang Fen's identity.

If this is the case, then I have become the sinner who caused the downfall of the Spirit Sword Sect...

For a long time, no response.

The suzerain, Mo Yu, turned his head and glared at Master Xuanyou, and said coldly: "This matter is not over yet, I will come to settle accounts with you later!"

His figure flashed and appeared beside Murong Ziyan.

"Zi Yan, what happened just now, can you see who saved you?"

Murong Ziyan shook her head quickly.

"Zi Yan doesn't know..."

Mo Yu frowned slightly.

Although he has only been with this apprentice for only a month, he already has a deep understanding of Murong Ziyan's character.

Although Murong Ziyan is a girl, her personality is unavoidably unpredictable.

But the way of swordsmanship she practiced was straightforward and transparent.

So much so that her character is a bit upright.

In the matter of lying, her performance is really too bad.

Mo Yu didn't even need to speculate too much, she knew that she must have something in her heart to hide from herself.