The black shadow flew back dozens of feet... In an instant, the body was swept out of the mountain gate like a black wind, and then mysteriously disappeared in front of everyone!

Nalan Ruoyu glanced coldly at Ping An and the other three, but had no intention of greeting them. Instead, she transformed into a clear light and flew towards the mountain peak where she was in the stream of light!

Wang Qiang, who fell to the ground, looked at Yu Zun who was walking away, sighed and said: "Li Xiuyuan, thank you."

Li Xiuyuan turned around and patted Ping An gently and said, "Don't be afraid, brother is here!"

The headmaster and the sword master appeared on the square in front of the hall at the same time, looking at the direction where the black shadow disappeared and shaking their heads, their faces unusually gloomy.

The sword master looked at the injured disciple on the ground, his eyes full of anger.

Looking at the headmaster, he said: "We need to strengthen the magic circle here at the mountain gate, and we can no longer let anyone break in!"

The headmaster looked at him and nodded, saying: "I'll leave it to the Sword Master to take care of this matter. The injured disciples must also be treated as soon as possible. No more mistakes can be made!"

Sword Master looked at him and sighed: "I'll go back and discuss it with the old man. The injured disciple has Yao Master!"

The headmaster nodded, turned around and walked up the mountain silently.

For a while, the disciples on the mountain were cleaning up the battlefield silently, discussing how to settle the injured disciples first, and then go and have a look with Yaozun on the mountain.

Li Xiuyuan was just a handyman disciple, and it was not his turn to worry about these things. When he saw everyone leaving, he quietly left with Wang Qiang and Ping An.
Chapter completed!