Five and seven chapters

War clouds are basically cloud-like life forms, a large part of which is transformed by water vapor, and they are not afraid of physical impact, but when they encounter fire and high heat, they are greatly restrained, from this point of view, it is really a wrong choice to hand over the war clouds to Lie Chaoxia to take care of.

The round of hurricane just now, in addition to the three human beings who worked extremely hard, the battle clouds below were also under heavy pressure, especially the section that rushed back, and it was the five-fire god bird, and the three-legged golden crow blood was launched, all of which were swept by flames, and the damage to the war clouds was great, and it was still a juvenile, carrying the two masters, without saying a word from beginning to end, bravely sprinting at the highest speed, and falling down the yellow spring, when the maze finally broke, the war clouds could not be supported, and they stalled and fell straight down.

Meng Yan noticed the war clouds under his feet, and suddenly lost motivation, allowing himself and Lie Zhaoxia to fall straight down, only then did he realize his mistake, regret and pain, put away the visual barrier as soon as possible, put an end to the fairy rainbow phantom, and copied the dying little white dog in his left hand.

The support under her feet disappeared, and Lie Chaoxia's body no longer spewed light flames, and after the end of a round of eruptions, she fainted from exhaustion, and was not awake, and was held in her right hand by Meng Yan, along with the rope she had pulled in her hand.

"Yuan ...... Brother Yuan!"

Even if you don't like it, Lao Tzu will not betray his comrades during the battle, no matter what, he will ensure that you land safely. ”

"Thank you ......"

Yi Zhanpeng's voice was weak and extremely weak, because of the blow just now, his vitality was greatly damaged, and he couldn't even move if he wanted to at this moment, so he could only use his stiff hand. Hold on to that life-saving rope or you'll fall out at any moment.

Meng Yan's gaze swept over Yi Zhanpeng, and he really muttered in his heart, and he didn't know whether his weakened face like gold paper was true or false? But whether it was true or not, since the two sides said that they would cooperate, and he did what he should do, he couldn't escape his responsibility until everyone really turned their faces.

"Dang!"

With a loud and clear sound, Meng Yan slapped the four fingers of his right hand on the scabbard. The Red Sun Golden Sword ejected. Complying with the control, it turned into a golden light, and after going around in a circle, it came to Meng Yan's feet.

"Brother Yuan is really versatile. He had no sword on him. But it's a top-notch swordsman. Even secret skills like Edgeworth's flight are possible. ”

"Hmph, it's rare and weird, what's so great about Edgeworth's flight? Wait for the eye-opener!"

What Meng Yan really wanted to say was actually "You wait and regret it", but at this time, he had no intention of begging for a verbal bargain, and with a kick under his feet, the brightness on the golden sword skyrocketed, making it almost impossible for people to face it, and then flew straight out.

Previously, in the library of Duckweed, Meng Yan had roughly seen the exercises of the Imperial Sword Technique, although after the analysis of the dance ugly, the principle of operation can be understood, but understanding and being able to use it are completely different things, at this moment, he is falling from a high altitude, and the war clouds cannot be used, even if he takes risks, he can only rely on this skill to fight it.

Wanhua Qiling urgently calculated, and came up with a simple emergency sword method, with the power of the imperial soldier as the propulsion, what bends and turns, and control it freely, that is all don't think about it, the only advantage is that the propulsion is strong, the sword is like electricity, and the disadvantage is that it is indomitable, except for a straight line, you can't turn back, if this is known by Yi Zhanpeng, will he decisively give up the rope in his hand, Meng Yan is really curious.

The strong light lit up, and the violent impact force took Meng Yan and the three of them to stop falling, and flew out horizontally, but they didn't look back, turned into a strong light, and stared obliquely at a mountain peak below.

In the process, Meng Yan felt that the situation around him was very chaotic, countless birds were circling and flying in the air, some big and some small, chirping passionately, it seemed that a war was going on, and the three of them came at the climax of this war, and they were truly chaotic.

This thought flashed through him, but in the blink of an eye, the high-speed and high-speed Red Sun Golden Sword had already hit the mountain peak below, and the huge impact force sent out a huge explosion, and the top of the entire mountain peak exploded at once, and a piece of the boss's mountain wall was cut off, becoming countless gravel and falling to the ground.

Meng Yan and the three of them, following this earth-shattering sword, crashed into the landslide and were almost buried alive by falling rocks, but fortunately they broke the rocks and jumped out in time, but they were full of pain and injuries, which was inevitable.

There were imperial soldiers breaking through the obstacles in front, and this incidental impact would not have killed the quasi-emperor, and even Meng Yan was not too seriously injured by virtue of his advance preparations, but because he had to protect Lie Chaoxia, he tried his best to protect the surroundings, and he was over-urged, causing a lot of internal injuries.

"Brother Yuan......"

A strong force, sweeping away the falling earth and rocks, but also destroying and clearing the rocks a few meters nearby to ensure the safety of this place, the quasi-emperor swept away, and the one who appeared in front of Meng Yan was naturally Yi Zhanpeng, he looked at Meng Yan and Lie Chaoxia in the gravel pile, his eyes changed for a while, thoughtful.

“...... What's the matter? Do you have any thoughts for us? The battle has ended, and we have also found Qianxue Peak, in other words, what comrades-in-arms and cooperative relations have ended here. ”

Meng Yan snorted: "If you plan to do it to us, just let it go, don't be polite." ”

"Brother Yuan misunderstood. ”

It seemed that in order to avoid arousing Meng Yan's suspicions, Yi Zhanpeng did not approach, and sat down on the spot, with a tired and weak face, "The younger brother has no strength, and he will not do anything to betray his comrades and insult the reputation of the Yi family, but I just want to confirm that Brother Yuan and Miss Lie are safe first......

Yi Zhanpeng's face was defeated, as if he had just been seriously ill, the warrior used his own essence blood to urge the weapon, which was a very damaging move, in order to launch the martial god weapon, he risked his blood sacrifice, and almost fainted when he made a move, barely supporting it until this moment, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

Meng Yan's situation was not much better, he also used his essence and blood to urge the imperial soldiers, the consumption was not light, and there were other internal and external injuries on his body, after landing to save his life, he was only left to breathe, with that unspeakable uneasiness, and Yi Zhanpeng looked at each other from afar.

“...... Over here...... What do you think of the situation......

"It is obvious that the state of war is the same as when the Sword Tower was attacked, but our arrival defeated the main general Long Ying, and the entire attack was also blocked, and the defensive side should be grateful to us. ”

As soon as Yi Zhanpeng's words were finished, there was a commotion of people and horses, and there was a group of people, the number was about dozens, and they were rapidly advancing towards this side, and from the breath, they were all martial artists, and there was also a holy king in it.

Meng Yan looked up at this team of centaurs, but saw a white bone long whip, stretching and contracting, changing as expected, sweeping across the sky, killing dozens of birds in a row, unparalleled in might, and the beauty who held this white bone long whip looked very familiar, but it wasn't Huang Lily, who was it?

“...... You guys...... Who is it?" (To be continued......)

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