A majestic momentum attacked the two of them, instantly separating the two who were still fighting.

The world was silent again, and there was no sound of Xuan Qi 'intermingling', nor could I hear the exclamations of the spectators in the stands, only the sound of everyone's shallow breathing.

"The Four Academies League, the point is to stop, where are you a disciple, and you are actually deadly." The elder looked at the incense with fierce eyes.

The wind chasing horse lay on Mo Yan's side, constantly arching him with his mouth, "Mo Yan, stand up!" Stand up! What about your pride? You still have a wish that has not been fulfilled, how can you just die? ”

The sad voice of the wind chasing horse came into everyone's ears, and everyone's mood couldn't help but become heavy, and then, everyone's eyes became angry when they looked at the incense.

The Temple of Light, it's too rampant!!

"Of the Temple of Light." Burning incense held her head high and looked at the old man in front of her with disdain, she was a person from the Temple of Light, and these lowly mainlanders were not qualified to care about her.

The elder's eyelids jumped fiercely, it turned out to be a person from the Temple of Light, so he was not qualified to care about her.

"Which house are you from?" "Imperial College." Burning incense retracted his move, turned his head and glared at Mu Xiaofeng fiercely, and then raised his head and left.

Mu Xiaofeng covered his 'chest', the ability of the cursed eyes was so strong!

"Ahem, cough, cough......" coughed a few times, and Mu Xiaofeng supported her scarred step by step towards Mo Yan's side.

Sensing the coming, the chasing horse turned its head, and it looked at her with red eyes, "What are you going to do?" "It knew that the boy was supposed to be a rival to its master, and now that the master was like this, she might have to make up for it.

Mu Xiaofeng glanced at the wind chasing horse lightly, and just like that, he successfully stunned the wind chasing horse who was guarding her.

Walking to Mo Wei's side, Mu Xiaofeng squatted down, and looked at Mu Xiaofeng blankly and did not stop her.

Her hand rested between Mo Yan's nose, where there was no breath, and she leaned down and pressed her ear to his chest......

Seeing that she didn't seem to have any malicious intent, she looked like she wanted to save Mo Yan, so it moved to the side to make way for Mu Xiaofeng.

The heart seemed to have stopped, and Mu Xiaofeng lay on Mo Yan's 'chest' and listened for a few seconds before raising his head.

"How? Can you revive him? Chasing the Wind Horse looked at her with a pair of eyes full of hope.

Mo Yan in this state is dead, but she has a spell to bring him back to life, and she wonders if she should save him, and if it will do her any good to save him.

She glanced back at the wind chasing horse, the divine beast...... Maybe she can be saved.

"Trust me, I'll save him." Mu Xiaofeng had already taken out a bottle of pill from the storage ring and fed a few to Mo Wei.

Several silver needles were scattered all over Mo Yan's body, sealing the 'acupoints' and preventing blood from flowing out.

The Wind Chasing Horse knew that Mo Yan was dead, but the young man in front of him said that if he could save his master, whether it was true or not, he would give it a try.

"Please save my master." The wind chasing horse lowered his head and saluted Mu Xiaofeng, which was a sincere etiquette, representing the dedication of his most sincere heart.

"I'll give you back an intact master." Mu Xiaofeng's silver needle was 'inserted' into Mo Yan's body and successfully stopped the bleeding.