Now, it is indeed impossible for Zhou Ao to turn back. Although there is still a certain hope for Lin Mengjie in his heart, the Zhou family is not allowed to be defeated, otherwise, it will be like the Ouyang family, and it will disappear.

His eyes were firmly fixed on Lin Mengjie, Zhou Ao was still expecting the latter to suddenly say those two words, however, as the air flow outside his body became more and more intense, Lin Mengjie always looked at him quietly. At this moment, his heart seemed to be dead silent, and he couldn't afford to make a ripple.

Suddenly, the bronze 'colored' long sword suddenly picked up, and a red light flew away towards Lin Mengjie in an instant, and at the same time, Zhou Ao's figure flashed, and he flew towards Lin Mengjie quickly, the long sword was like a shadow, and the sword qi was like a flood. The brilliant sword qi suddenly changed the surrounding air to 'color', there was no amazing sound, but there was a shocking splendor.

Looking at the sword qi that was getting closer and closer, Lin Mengjie shook her head helplessly, and a snow-white long sword was like a curved willow leaf, slashing lightly in front of her. A red-purple 'colored' air flow instantly solidified in front of him, turning into a solid wall of qi. At the same time, his figure retreated, avoiding Zhou Ao's sword aura.

When the blow failed, Zhou Ao was not in a hurry, on the contrary, he was calm, trying to control every sword to produce results. But Lin Mengjie is like a beautiful white swan, dancing in the sky, leaving a snow-white figure.

A touch of red light kept passing by the white shadow, but it never got to be next to each other. In the sky, there was also a deafening sound that continued to sound, spreading far, far away, and finally disappearing. However, the energy left behind has always been tyrannically 'chaotic' everywhere, fusing with the sword qi from time to time, making a sizzling sound.

"Absolute zero!" Zhou Ao let out a deep sigh in his throat, only to see that the space around him suddenly turned into a white man, motionless. The thick white fog continued to linger, making it even more cold and desolate. After not seeing Lin Mengjie make a move for a long time, Zhou Ao's arrogant heart was naturally a little anxious, and he had to use the ultimate sword technique of the Cold Ice Sword Technique.

Whoop...... ......Shh

Zhou Ao's 'essence' divine power climbed all the way, and everywhere he passed, all turned into dense ice crystals, solidifying the space. However, Lin Mengjie frowned slightly, and in an instant, she saw the white 'colored' long sword swing forward suddenly, and an invisible air flow surged forward in an instant. The ice crystals encountered suddenly turned into nothingness, and even the water vapor did not leave a trace of it.

Although Zhou Xiaohang's absolute zero was not as strong as Zhou Ao's, it put a lot of pressure on Andes. And when a white 'colored' figure flashed, absolute zero became fragmented, thus giving Andes a good chance.

Andes snorted, and the red 'colored' figure expanded its range again, moving towards Zhou Xiaohang in an instant, trying to pull the latter into his domain. The huge 'essence' divine power tightly locked Zhou Xiaohang's figure, and then with a wave of the long sword, a huge red light instantly crossed the sky and shrouded Zhou Xiaohang, looking at that appearance, it should be able to devour the latter in the blink of an eye.

Although Zhou Xiaohang was shocked and miserable, there was no one to help him at this time, so he had to resist. There was no time to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, so he did not retreat but advanced, holding a long sword, and kept slashing towards Andes. Although he couldn't feel where the real Andes was hiding, with his amazing 'spirit' divine power, he still controlled his own domain and had a hard time with Andes.

Boom......

In the sky, streams of dazzling red light continued to emerge, mixed with icy cold air, and continued to spread to the surroundings. The Song Sheng brothers and Fang Haoting in the distance looked at them quietly, and no one went to help.

"You guys go back first!" Andes's voice suddenly sounded from the blood shadow, and a huge air flow continued to flash through it. Zhou Xiaohang in the distance was even more anxious, but he didn't expect that he was alone, but he was trapped. Feeling the attack of Andes with a sword higher than a sword, he couldn't help but retreat in his heart.

The Song Sheng brothers and Fang Haoting had long wanted to leave, because they knew that staying here would not help at all. The three of them immediately glanced at each other and hurriedly flew in the direction of the palace.

"Yan'er, what's wrong?" As soon as Fang He landed in front of the palace, he was discovered by Liu Yun, who was guarding the palace, and when he saw the figures in Fang He's hands, he couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart, and hurriedly greeted him, and asked in surprise.

"Sect Master, let's find a place first, and then call Uncle Wang. Yang Yan's situation is not optimistic!" Fang He** said with a calm face, and walked towards the inside of the palace.

Looking at Fang He's rapidly disappearing back, Liu Yun was anxious, and hurriedly found Wang Chong, and the two of them hurriedly entered the palace and arrived at Yang Yan's location at this time.

In a spacious room, Yang Yan was lying on the 'bed', his face was as pale as paper, without a trace of 'color'. There was still a faint trace of blood at the corner of the mouth, which slowly disappeared under the wiping of a maid ring. Next to Yang Yan, there was a white tiger that was half shorter than him, and behind the white tiger, there were four shocking wounds, although the wounds had scarred, but the appearance was still a little scary.

"Yan'er, Yan'er......" Liu Yun and Wang Chong called as they ran. As soon as they entered the 'door' and saw the familiar figure, they frowned even more, because they felt that Yang Yan's aura was very weak.

"Your Majesty, ladies and gentlemen. Seeing Liu Yun coming, Fang He said. "According to the words of the old woman, we have to quickly find someone to supply them with sword qi and maintain their breath, otherwise, they will only die quickly. Let's join forces. ”

Only then did Wang Chong and Liu Yun notice that Zhao Yixuan was also here, so they bowed slightly embarrassedly, and hurriedly surrounded Yang Yan and Xiaobai together with the others.

In the room, Zhao Yixuan, Liu Yun, Wang Chong, and Fang Yunan were transporting sword qi to Yang Yan. And Fang He, Lin Mu, Fang Yuetian and Li E conveyed sword qi to Xiaobai. Although at the beginning, Fang Yuetian and Li E were a little disgusted with Xiao Bai, but because it appeared at the same time as Yang Yan, looking at its appearance, it should have a lot to do with Yang Yan, so they could only close their eyes tightly and constantly convey sword qi to Xiao Bai's body.

The sword qi was constantly disappearing, but Yang Yan and Xiaobai never got any better. This also made Zhao Yixuan and the others a little suspicious, but they felt that Yang Yan's life aura had not weakened, and they had to continue to put their pairs on them.

Call......

Three figures appeared outside the palace in an instant, it was Song Sheng and the others, who had just been 'door', but when they saw that all the soldiers were dull, they lost their 'color' in their hearts, and secretly screamed that it was not good. quickly arrested a soldier for questioning, only to know that something happened to Yang Yan. The faces of the three of them sank, and they hurriedly ran to the room where Yang Yan was......

"Brother Yang Yan, Brother Yang Yan, don't go, don't leave Xin'er alone, Brother Yang Yan ......" Wang Xin, who was sleeping, suddenly shouted in panic, although his eyes were not opened, but his delicate face was 'revealed' to make people worry.

"Xin'er, Xin'er, are you awake, ah, I'm my mother......" Zhao Yi's heart was shocked, and his somewhat blurry eyes quickly became clear, and he subconsciously grabbed Wang Xin's arm and shouted excitedly.

However, no matter how Zhao Yihan shouted, Wang Xin never answered anything, only occasionally called Yang Yan's name with a haggard face.

"Xin'er, why are you so bothered?" Looking at Wang Xin's slightly improved face, Zhao Yiyi shook his head helplessly and said.

"Big boss, it's not good. And at this time, Shadow Er also appeared in the room again, half-kneeling, ** said with a calm face.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yihan frowned and hurriedly asked.

"Something happened to Yang Yan. Kageji replied. "Not long after the beginning, Yang Yan was hugged back by Fang He, but there was no breathing, only a faint breath of life, and now His Majesty and others are doing their best to rescue. came back with Yang Yan, and there was also a tiger, judging by its appearance, it should be with Yang Yan. ”

"What you said is true?" Zhao Yilian quickly glanced at Wang Xin, stood up, frowned and said. In his heart, he secretly screamed that it was not good, if Yang Yan was really powerless to return to the sky, with Wang Xin's temper, I am afraid that he would follow. Zhao Yili sighed deeply, waved his hand gently, and motioned for Ying Er to step back first.

"Yang Yandu has been defeated, is the empire really still so impregnable?" Zhao Yilin slowly closed his eyes and muttered.

In the sky, Lin Mengjie and Zhou Ao fought from day to night, and then greeted the dawn at night. Spend the ** dusk together again and usher in a new day. From beginning to end, Lin Mengjie was only on the defensive, and occasionally took the initiative to attack. But Zhou Ao kept sending out the strongest blows, and now, his physical strength is a little unsupportable.

"Give up, Zhou Ao!" Lin Mengjie picked up the bronze 'colored' long sword with a sword and said helplessly.

"Impossible!" Zhou Ao roared in a deep voice. Suddenly, he increased his strength again and slashed towards Lin Mengjie. This world, for him, is already only gray, hopeless, and colorless. He just wanted to keep fighting with Lin Mengjie like this, even if he was finally eaten by the little sword qi left.

Lin Mengjie suddenly dodged and stepped beside Zhou Ao, the snow-white long sword reflected the dazzling sunlight, bringing a touch of red light, and instantly slashed downward. Under the sword body, there was Zhou Ao's neck that had not yet reacted, and on the neck, there were still a few 'flowery' white hairs fluttering gently.

However, when the snow-white long sword was only a few centimeters away from his neck, the red light suddenly disappeared, and the long sword stopped in the air so quietly. made Zhou Ao's surprised heart calm down again. Ignoring the shallow scar on his neck, he slowly turned his head, looked at Lin Mengjie with an angry face, and asked softly. "Mengjie, you still haven't forgotten me, have you?"