1279 Fervently Approaching Death!

"Mu Ling Lan!" Behind Old Ancestor Xue Hu, Wei Ling Yang shouted angrily.

Mu Ling Lan was already resolved, he gritted his teeth, moving even more quickly than Zhao Lian Yun, he pushed the weak Zhao Lian Yun into Ma Hong Yun's arms.

"You have to live well!"

Saying this, he turned around and grabbed Old Ancestor Xue Hu's waist.

Old Ancestor Xue Hu struggled intensely, but he still stop moving forward and was pushed away by the river.

The danger for Ma Hong Yun and Zhao Lian Yun was averted.

"Quick, quickly go!" Ma Hong Yun held onto Zhao Lian Yun as his heart beat rapidly.

"Meddlesome fool!" Old Ancestor Xue Hu hated Mu Ling Lan to the core, he kicked Mu Ling Lan's chest several times in the water.

His dao marks far surpassed Mu Ling Lan's.

Mu Ling Lan was rank seven, how could he possible match him?

Soon, his bones were broken, he was spitting out blood, dying the water red.