The counterfeiter almost blew up.


    Yang Xuan was so angry that he couldn''t help rubbing him on the ground.


    But in fact, for some unspeakable reason, he had to bear Yang Xuan''s attacks again and again with his own noumenon, and he had to carefully absorb the scattered energy and prevent it from spreading out.


    The problem is that Yang Xuan''s own strength is no longer under him. With each passing day, the counterfeiters soon fell into complete passivity.


    The end is doomed. When Yang Xuan''s another attack exceeded the absorption limit of the counterfeiter, the energy from the violent diffusion finally dissipated the already precarious space barrier.


    Click!


    After a light sound, the last straw that overwhelmed the camel finally appeared, and the space barrier broke up after a short pause.


    "No!" the counterfeiter shouted wildly. Then he turned around and ran away. Even Yang Xuan couldn''t care.


    But where would Yang Xuan let him slip away again? Yang Xuan, who had been paying attention to his trend at any time, turned the world into a hand at the first time, and directly went to counterfeiting, which shrouded the past.


    Boom!


    The big hand of mixing the power of rules fell on the back of the fake''s flocculent body, almost patting him directly.


    The counterfeiter snorted, as if he had been badly hurt.


    But strangely, he never tried to fight back. After taking Yang Xuan''s full blow, he still wanted to escape and didn''t even dare to return.


    Yang Xuan was very strange in his heart, but naturally he couldn''t let him go, so he waved his hand and prepared to strike again.


    Just then, a terrible breath suddenly came.


    Yang Xuan shuddered, and all his movements stopped. He even had an impulse to run away immediately in his mind.


    The smell was terrible, terrible.


    When Yang Xuan faced it, he was like an ant standing in front of a high mountain, so small that he almost ignored calculation.


    "No!!!"


    The counterfeiter uttered a scream of despair, and the body that had condensed suddenly dispersed and fled in different directions.


    But the terrible smell did not intend to escape from the holiday, and still came down along the same track.


    The next moment, the flocculent energy that had just scattered and escaped strangely regressed back, and involuntarily formed the appearance of the counterfeiter again.


    "No! No!!" cried the counterfeiter madly.


    But it didn''t help at all. The terrible smell was like a ruthless executioner, waving an invisible knife and falling gently.


    Poof!


    After a light sound, the voice of the counterfeiter suddenly stopped.


    He stared at the nothingness in front of him. His mouth formed by fog was wide open. He seemed to want to say something, but he didn''t say anything.


    Then he dissipated like a melted Snowman into the void and disappeared.


    Yang Xuan shuddered.


    He could feel that if that terrible breath fell on him, I''m afraid his end would be no better than that of the counterfeiter.


    After eliminating the counterfeiters, the smell of terror seemed to be interested in Yang Xuan and slowly filled him.


    Yang Xuanli stayed where he was and dared not move. He was afraid that moving would cause the misunderstanding of the terrible atmosphere and dissolve him.


    Fortunately, the terrible smell seemed to be only aimed at the counterfeiters. After three rounds around Yang Xuan, he slowly retreated and disappeared into the invisible.


    The large and small light groups of zero point world are still floating leisurely. Under the reflection of all kinds of brilliance, Yang Xuan found that his clothes had been soaked with cold sweat.


    Never for a moment did he feel so close to death.


    I don''t know how long later, a figure suddenly fell out of the place where the counterfeiter dissolved.


    Yang Xuan was awakened. After looking at it, he found that it was Ziyun who had been missing for a long time.


    At this time, Ziyun''s eyes were closed, his whole body had no breath, his body was empty and had no strength, leaving only a skin bag and a soul about to dissipate.


    Yang Xuan rushed over and took Ziyun into his arms. His aura was sent into Ziyun''s body along his palm to protect her soul.


    A moment later, Ziyun gave a cry and slowly opened his eyes.


    When Yang Xuan''s big face first entered his eyes, Ziyun''s first reaction was to puff and laugh.


    Yang Xuan was puzzled by her smile and said angrily, "what are you laughing at?"


    Ziyun smiled and said in a weak voice, "I imagined you to save me, but I didn''t think it was possible, but I really saw you when I just opened my eyes."


    Yang Xuan said silently, "that''s it?"


    "That''s it!" Ziyun struggled to stand up, but she really became a weak woman who had lost all her strength. She didn''t have the strength to stand up for a long time. She had to laugh at herself: "OK, you can hold it first."


    Yang Xuan wanted to spank her and asked, "what''s going on?"


    Ziyun glanced around, his face changed and said, "go, leave here first and go back."


    In view of the terrible smell, Yang Xuan didn''t want to stay here for a long time. Wen Yan held Ziyun and returned directly along the original way.


    When he returned to the Ji family and watched the channel close, Yang Xuan found that Ji Yun, the great emperor of the Ji family, had fallen into a coma and collapsed on the ground.


    With a slight sweep of his mind, he knew that he was ok, and the flocculent energy in his brain disappeared.


    His coma is probably related to the disappearance of the energy.


    After sending out a aura and awakening Ji Yun, Yang Xuan said to him with a blank face: "arrange a quiet room for me."


    Ji Yun was still immersed in confusion. When she heard the speech, she reacted and immediately said, "there is a quiet room behind the great emperor palace, which is used for my daily meditation. I don''t know..."


    Yang Xuan interrupted him: "yes!"


    Ji Yun breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly led Yang Xuan back, and secretly looked at Ziyun in his arms.


    Ziyun smiled at him narrowly, which frightened Ji Yun to restrain her mind and dare not look again.


    Walking out of the hall, I found that the former royal family members were unconscious. Some just woke up and some were still lying on the ground.


    Looking at Ji Yun''s pale face, Yang Xuan said faintly, "they are all right. There is an evil spirit living in your body. I just killed the evil spirit body. It''s all right."


    With his explanation, Ji Yun immediately thought of Yang Xuan''s question about practicing other skills, and her heart moved.


    However, he didn''t dare not believe Yang Xuan''s words. At the moment, he solemnly saluted and said, "thank you for saving your life."


    He doesn''t know if it''s a life-saving grace. Anyway, it must be right to flatter first.


    Yang Xuan didn''t deny that the counterfeiters pretended to be Ji Zu and spread power in their bodies. They must have no good intention. They said it was a life-saving grace, which is almost the same.


    When the secret room arrived, it was really quiet and spacious. Yang Xuan was satisfied.


    After Ji Yun left by himself, Yang Xuan carefully put Ziyun on the bed in the quiet room.


    As soon as Ziyun got into bed, he narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "why, can''t wait?"