Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 57 Detoxification
It was late at night, and the two guards in charge were drinking and chatting outside the door, talking about some vulgar and boring jokes.

At this time, Yan Shisan suddenly shouted loudly: "Come on, come on quickly."

"What's the noise?" A jailer turned around and scolded impatiently.

Yan Shisan pointed to Yan Xun lying on the ground with his eyes, and said eagerly: "General Yan is dying soon, please come and see him."

I saw Yan Xun's body start to twitch, the twitching was very violent at first, but it gradually stopped after only a moment, spit out some white liquid mixed with fresh blood, his pupils turned white, it seemed that he was going to die.

Although reduced to a prisoner, Yan Xun's identity is not a joke, not to mention that Yan Xiong has not obtained the information he wants from him. If Yan Xun dies here like this, the two of them may be to blame.

Therefore, the two guards did not dare to be careless. One of them took the key from the wall and hurried towards the cell, while the other was more cautious, picked up the waist knife beside him, and stood outside the cell door with full vigilance.

Ye Feng watched the two guards calmly. Their cultivation bases were not high. The one who was guarding with a knife was at the fourth level of smartness, while the one holding the key to open the door was only at the third level of smartness.

Ye Feng could instantly kill these two people with his physical body alone, the key point is not to allow them to send any distress messages.

Ye Feng seemed to be lowering his head, but he was already quietly operating the God of Good Fortune, and he could perceive any disturbance around him.

The jailer walked into the cell, squatted down in front of Yan Xun, and stretched out his hand to test Yan Xun's breathing.

It was too late to say it, but when he squatted down, he suddenly felt a fierce murderous aura rushing towards him.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw a dark golden light shining on the surface of Ye Feng's body. With a shake of his hands, the indestructible chain shattered to the ground.

Next, his chest seemed to be hit by a hammer, and the huge force instantly destroyed the heart veins. Before the jailer could realize what happened, he completely lost consciousness and fell to the ground on his back.

The jailer standing outside the door was horrified when he saw his companion fell down. He couldn't imagine why Ye Feng, who had been poisoned, would suddenly recover his skills.

Shocked, he even forgot to call for help, only his right hand subconsciously wanted to hold the handle of the knife, but because of the violent trembling, he couldn't even touch the knife.

A figure flashed in front of him, and Ye Feng was already standing in front of him. He wanted to ask for help, but he couldn't make a sound.

The dark golden arms gripped his throat like steel pliers, lifting him up like a chicken.

The jailer's legs swayed back and forth in mid-air, his hands tightly grasping Ye Feng's arm, desperately trying to struggle, but under Ye Feng's unshakable strength, everything was in vain.

After finishing off the two guards, Ye Feng tore off the shackles that locked the three of Yan Xun one by one, and said, "General Yan, are you alright?"

"If you don't help me detoxify again, something will really happen."

"Be patient."

After finishing speaking, Ye Feng closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw two dark red flames in his dark pupils.

Stretching his right hand, dark red undead flames rose from his palm. When the undead flames appeared, the flames of the torches on the wall all dimmed, and the burning flames actually hung down.

It's like devout believers worshiping the king.

Ye Feng took a deep breath, concentrated his mental power, and then slapped Yan Xun's back with his palm, and the undead spirit flame poured into his body.

As soon as the undead spirit flame entered his body, Yan Xun felt a high temperature capable of melting everything, his body trembled unconsciously, obviously enduring great pain, even when facing Yan Xiong's inhuman torture, he It didn't feel that painful either.

Yan Shi and Yan Shisan looked at Yan Xun with concern, Yan Xun gritted his teeth and said, "Continue!"

Ye Feng admired it in his heart. Undead Spirit Flame is the king of fire. For him, the user can only feel its powerful repairing ability, but for others, he has to bear its incomparable destructive power.

Ye Feng carefully controlled the undead spirit flame in Yan Xun's body, and it traveled along the meridians. Wherever the flame passed, the Lihunsan toxin that merged into his body could not be resisted even for a moment, and was completely refined.

In less than half a stick of incense, the toxins in Yan Xun's body were cleared away. Ye Feng withdrew his undead spirit flames, and exhaled a long breath. In a short time, his forehead was covered with sweat, and even his breath became weaker. .

Controlling the undead spirit flame consumes too much mental power. Even though Ye Feng's mental power has made great progress, it still cannot last for too long.

"It's a pity that the undead spirit flame can't be used in actual combat for the time being." Ye Feng sighed, if the mental power is strong enough to support the consumption of the undead spirit flame, then it will definitely become a powerful weapon in battle.

"Master, although you can't do it, there is still me, and I can also participate in the battle." Xiao Hei said playfully.

"What do you mean I can't do it!" Ye Feng pretended to be angry and said, "You are my secret weapon, how can you use it so easily."

At this time, Yan Xun's face quickly turned rosy, without the suppression of Lihunsan, Yan Xun's spiritual power rushed out of his dantian and flowed into his limbs and bones.

Like a raptor waking up from a deep sleep, Yan Xun's aura rose steadily, his skin surface had a layer of faint golden light, and the wounds left by the torture healed and scarred at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh how strong his physical body is. Apart from his indestructible golden body, Yan Xun is the fastest recovering monk he has ever seen.

After Yan Xun recovered a bit, he sat down cross-legged and began to adjust his breath. Ye Feng said to Yan Shi and Yan Shisan: "You two, please wait a moment."

Immediately, he also began to practice, and the God of Good Fortune was in operation. The God of Fortune Tree in the Palace of Fate attracted the surrounding spiritual energy and transformed it into wood spiritual power to infiltrate the limbs and bones. Coupled with the recovery ability of the undead spirit flame, Ye Feng's state quickly pick up.

After recovering, Ye Feng used the same method to detoxify Yan Shi and Yan Shisan.

Although the process was extremely painful, Yan Shi and Yan Shisan deserved to be strong men. Even though they were sweating profusely from the pain, they did not even make a sound during the whole process. The willpower of the two made Ye Feng heartbroken. admire.

After finishing everything, the four of them meditated and adjusted their breath together, trying to adjust their state to the peak. They all knew that after the sunrise in the east, what awaited them would be an extremely difficult battle.

In Yan Shi's hand was holding a piece of jet-black jade, on which various mysterious symbols kept showing up.

Yan Xun explained: "This is the magic weapon used by Yanyun Eighteen Riders for communication. They have their own code words."

Not long after, Yan Shi opened his eyes and said: "General, the rest of Yan Yun Shibaqi's brothers have all arrived and assembled with Yan Shiqi outside, please give me your order."

"Okay!" Yan Xun got up, exuding a frightening fighting spirit, he said, "Tell everyone our position, and after an hour, we will cooperate from inside to outside."

(End of this chapter)