As Mu Yi shouted, Li Cong let out a scream and was sent flying by Wan Qingteng.
At the same time, Wan Qingteng darted behind Xu Yan Yun. He raised a palm high and struck viciously at the center of her back.
Although Xu Yan Yun sensed the threat behind her, she had no time to react.
Just as Wan Qingteng's heavy blow was about to land and send her to the Yellow Springs, Mu Yi lunged forward, putting himself directly behind her.
His face twisted savagely, Wan Qingteng roared, "Die!"
With no time to think, Mu Yi thrust a palm out against Wan Qingteng's.
With a bang, blood gushed violently from Mu Yi's mouth.
He had already suffered severe injuries in his earlier fight with Fang Chongyi, and this time, he had intercepted Wan Qingteng in haste. His Palm Force carried little power.
The consequences of pitting such Palm Force against Wan Qingteng's fierce, fully gathered Palm Force were easy to imagine.
But Wan Qingteng gave Mu Yi no chance to catch his breath. The instant Mu Yi was knocked back, he planted a vicious kick against Wan Qingteng's chest before steadying himself.
"Senior Brother!!" Xu Yan Yun hurriedly caught Mu Yi as he crashed heavily into her, then swiftly retreated several yards.
"Senior Brother!!" Xu Yan Yun suddenly let out an anguished cry, shaking Mu Yi over and over.
"Senior Brother! Hold on!" Li Cong dragged his severely injured body over to the two of them.
"Junior Sister, don't waste your internal power. The meridians in my chest have been shattered. There's nothing... nothing that can turn this back now!" Mu Yi said laboriously.
"No, no, I can save you. I can. Hold on! The Founding Patriarch will be here any moment. He'll surely have a way. Hold