Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 63 Melting Poison
When Ye Feng was thinking, Xiao Hei lay quietly in his arms without making any sound.

Yan Nantian looked at Ye Feng suspiciously, the confrontation in his body just now, he himself felt the most deeply, although the undead spirit flame is powerful, but with Ye Feng's current state, it can't refine the Qijue cold poison in his body.

In the cave, the flame phoenix transformed from the undead spirit still emitted a faint light. Yan Nantian could clearly see Ye Feng's expression, very focused and serious.

"Even if you hit the south wall, don't you look back?" Yan Nantian thought, with an appreciative smile on his lips, "It's really like when I was young."

Yan Nantian closed his eyes, and the rapid panting gradually calmed down. He also needed to adjust his state in order to cooperate with Ye Feng's next actions.

The passage of time could not be felt in the pitch-black cave, and after an unknown amount of time, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and the undead spirit flames burning in his pupils were like bright stars.

"senior!"

"Are you sure?" Yan Nantian opened his eyes at the same time, seeing Ye Feng's high-spirited expression, he was very surprised, because he really couldn't think of what else Ye Feng could do in this situation.

"The junior has already thought of a way, but if he does this, the senior will have to suffer more, and the process will be longer than the original plan." Ye Feng said calmly.

"It's okay, I also want to see what kind of solution you have come up with." Yan Nantian said boldly, "You can just let it go, this old man's life will be entrusted to you today."

"Thank you senior for your trust, this junior will definitely not let you down."

After finishing speaking, Ye Feng sat down behind Yan Nantian, Xiao Hei soared into the air, and undead spirit flames gushed out from its body continuously.

"Senior, offended!"

Ye Feng pressed forward, and the undead spirit flame was injected into Yan Nantian's body. This time, Ye Feng no longer cautiously probed, but exerted all his strength from the beginning.

Xiao Hei and Ye Feng connected with each other, the moment Ye Feng exerted his strength, Xiao Hei's body turned dark red, and as he spread his wings, undead spirit flames poured out overwhelmingly.

The entire cave was instantly filled with flames, and it looked like a sea of ​​flames from a distance. Ye Feng's hands continued to strike, and the undead spirit flames under his control launched a fierce attack on the energy of Qijue Cold Poison.

In Yan Nantian's body, the energy of the Qijue cold poison seemed to feel a huge threat, and began to condense on its own. Countless black black ice currents gathered to build a solid line of defense.

The undead spirit flames rushed in like a landslide and tsunami, and the majestic heat wave collided with the mysterious ice breath instantly, Yan Nantian's body trembled instinctively.

If there is a third person present, one will find that Yan Nantian's body seems to be divided into two distinct parts.

The skin on the left side of his body turned into a black-glowing black ice color, and the surface was emitting a cold air that could freeze everything, and the sweat stimulated by the pain condensed into golden crystal clear ice beads.

On the other hand, the right half of his body showed a ripe red color, and there was a constant sizzling sound of sweat being evaporated, and the few remaining clothes were instantly burned.

Extreme cold and scorching heat, two diametrically opposed energies took Yan Nantian's body as a battlefield, and launched a life-and-death contest.

However, Undead Flame is clearly superior, the red part is expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Feng stimulated his mental power to the extreme. On the one hand, he controlled the undead spirit flames and launched a fierce attack with all his strength, beating the Qijue Cold Poison to the point of retreating steadily. On the other hand, he carefully avoided the vital parts of Yan Nantian's body and tried his best to Reduce the harm to his old man.

Even though he was very careful, the energy of the undead flames was too violent. Wherever the flames passed, Yan Nantian's meridians and viscera were still in a mess, and some slightly fragile blood vessels even exploded directly.

However, Ye Feng didn't pay attention to these, he still controlled the Undead Spirit Flame to charge forward.

"One go at a time, exhaust again, and decline three times, that's right, that's it!" Yan Nantian said with difficulty, "Hahahaha, boy, you are very appetizing to this old man."

Yan Nantian has been in the army all his life and is known for his bravery and domineering on the battlefield. Ye Feng's display of courage at this moment makes him feel as if he has returned to a familiar battlefield, leading a million soldiers and berating Fang Qiu.

Thinking of this, even the pain in his body seemed to decrease a bit.

Ye Feng admired Yan Nantian for being able to speak and express his appreciation for him under such circumstances, but he didn't have the extra energy to pay attention to it.

In Yan Nantian's body, all the toxins were forced into the meridians of his right arm. Because the undead spirit flames could not refine them, a large amount of toxins were concentrated together, and the density reached a terrifying level.

The right arm, which was originally thin and skinny, bulged strangely at this moment, and the skin was stretched to the limit, as if it was only about to explode.

"Master, hurry up, I'm reaching my limit." At this time, Xiao Hei's voice came.

The phoenix was originally born from the undead flames, and Xiao Hei's entire body was made up of the undead flames. This time, in order to help Yan Nantian detoxify, Xiao Hei also tried his best, but the undead flames are limited after all. It is still in its infancy and cannot be squandered without limit.

If it continues, it will consume its original energy. Although it will not be fatal, it will also make Xiao Hei fall into a long sleep, and even re-nirvana.

Ye Feng's clothes were already soaked with sweat, his face was very pale, and the consumption of mental power brought by maintaining the limit state was more terrifying than imagined, but after hearing Xiao Hei's voice, Ye Feng gritted his teeth and said, "No more!" Hold on, I'll help you share some."

After finishing speaking, Ye Feng's spiritual power gushed out from his dantian, turning into undead spirit flames and gathering together with Xiao Hei's undead spirit flames. With Ye Feng's input, Xiao Hei's pressure suddenly eased.

"Success or failure depends on one stroke!" As soon as he started to use his spiritual power, Ye Feng felt a sharp pain in his brain and almost passed out, but he remained awake with his steely will.

Ye Feng controlled the undead spirit flames to surround the Qijue cold poison clusters gathered together, compressing and compressing again.

Under constant compression, the black airflow gradually became smaller, then smaller, and finally condensed into a small black crystal.

"Get me out!"

Ye Feng increased his strength suddenly, and the black crystal was shot out from Yan Nantian's palm under the undead flame.

As soon as it was exposed to the air, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, the black crystal circled in mid-air, and flew towards Yan Nantian again.

Ye Feng had been prepared for a long time, and he held his left hand in the air, and the endless undead flames turned into a phoenix of flames, swallowing the black crystal into his stomach in one gulp.

Then, under Yan Nantian's astonished gaze, the flame phoenix flew straight towards Ye Feng, sinking into the palm of his left hand.

After doing this, Ye Feng and Xiao Hei reached the limit almost at the same time, and couldn't hold on any longer, Xiao Hei let out a cry, turned into a flame and charged into Ye Feng's body, entering the Palace of Fate.

The surrounding undead spirit flames instantly dissipated, and the entire cave fell into darkness again. Ye Feng just wanted to get up to check Yan Nantian's situation, but finally couldn't resist the feeling of weakness coming from his body, and fell straight backwards, passing out.

(End of this chapter)