Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 685
"Jian Fengyun, do you think that we can trap the members of our Nan family in this way? You killed the elders of the clan. Today, even if you die, I will kill you!" Nan Jinyu fought profusely with her sword. dripping, but still did not forget to roar at Jian Fengyun.

The members of the Nan family were also led by Nan Jinyu to attack the wall of sword energy.

However, regarding these disturbing actions, Jian Fengyun's face was always calm, and he didn't even glance away.

"You, what are you going to do!" Seeing that Jian Fengyun was going to touch Nanlong's cementite, Nanfeng immediately shouted.

The next moment, Nanfeng stood in front of Jian Fengyun, saying: "Although the clan elder has fallen, his body is very noble, so don't move around!"

Nan Feng had seen Jian Fengyun's methods just now, and knew that Jian Fengyun's strength was far beyond what he had imagined before, but before he had time to hesitate, he saw that Jian Fengyun was going to get close to the old corpse of the Nanlong Clan, thinking that Jian Fengyun was going to fight against the clan. The old body was unfavorable, so it rushed over immediately.

Seeing Nanfeng's serious expression, Jian Fengyun couldn't help but smile, and said: "Your clan elder is not dead, I want to save him, but if it's too late, there's really no way to save him."

"The clan elder is not dead!" Nan Feng's body shook when he heard this, his eyes froze, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

When Nan Feng was shocked, Jian Fengyun's figure flashed, activated by the power of space law, and appeared in front of Nan Long's withered body in the next moment.

Jian Fengyun flipped his hand and took out a bottle of medicinal liquid, stretched out his hand, and twelve silver illusory spirit needles suddenly condensed in the void to form, and with a wave of his hand, the jade bottle containing the medicinal liquid shattered open, and suddenly, the surging The breath of life surged out, and the aroma of the intoxicating medicinal liquid burst out instantly, and the dark green medicinal liquid dripped directly on the twelve spiritual needles, soaking the twelve spiritual needles so that they exude a strong vitality .

"The magic needle kills!"

Jian Fengyun pinched the magic formula in the palm of his hand, and twelve spiritual needles glowing with dark green vitality sank into Nanlong's withered body in an instant.

The twelve spiritual needles blocked twelve key air pockets in Nanlong's body from beginning to end.

The next moment, Jian Fengyun's fingers moved, and the twelve spiritual needles were pulled up and down on Nanlong's body rapidly.

Nan Feng just came back to his senses at this time, turned around abruptly, and saw a scene that he will never forget.

I saw a white-robed young man's breath surging, and the spiritual needles in his hands kept flying up and down. The twelve spiritual needles were like a mysterious palm. In the flesh.

Nan Feng couldn't see Jian Fengyun's acupuncture movements at all, he could barely see some phantoms of the movements.

After about ten breaths, twelve transparent spirit needles appeared in Jian Fengyun's hands, and the power of the medicinal liquid had been completely absorbed by Nanlong's body.

Seeing that Jian Fengyun's technique stopped, Nan Feng immediately opened his eyes wide, wanting to see any changes in the clan elder's body.

However, he was disappointed in an instant, Nanlong's body was still lifeless, no different from before the needle application.

Just when Nanfeng was about to sigh, an incredible scene appeared.

Nanlong's body suddenly emitted a dazzling turquoise light, and a surge of vitality burst out from Nanlong's withered body.

In an instant, Nanlong's skin became smoother at a speed visible to the naked eye, his white hair gradually turned black, and the skin on his wrinkled old face began to become bloody and elastic.

"How come, rejuvenate?" Nan Feng froze in place, his eyes widened, and his mind was blank.

Under Nan Feng's hopeful eyes, the motionless body moved slightly, then raised its head, exuding a vitality that belonged to a living person.

"Thank you sir."

Nanlong's eyes slowly opened, with a look of gratitude on his face, he nodded slightly to Jian Fengyun.

"You don't need to thank me, you blocked the god-killed killer for me, and it's my duty to repay you," Jian Fengyun swept his eyes lightly, and he didn't take Nanlong's thanks at all.

"Young master, I'm serious. This old man is a dying person. Even without those two killers, he can't live for a month. My young master took action to remove all the injuries on my body, so that the old man's physical body can be reborn. How can I not thank you?" What!" Nan Long looked at Jian Fengyun meaningfully, and insisted on clapping his hands.

To be able to use such a heaven-defying technique to pull out a man who had stepped half a foot into the gate of hell, it can be seen that the identity of the young man in front of him must be extraordinary.

Whether it's based on his life-saving grace or Jian Fengyun's identity, Nanlong feels the need to be respectful.

"I just repaired your physical injuries, but didn't renew your life. Your lifespan is still only one year." Jian Fengyun's eyes moved slightly, and said calmly.

"No matter what, I still want to thank you son. If it weren't for you, I would only live for a month at most. Now that I am lucky enough to live to the end of my life, I am very satisfied." Nanlong also said with a respectful smile on his face.

Seeing Nanlong's respectful expression, Jian Fengyun couldn't help but change his face, and said: "Forget it, for the sake of your Nanjia Nanfeng, you can come to Fengyunzong of Yinyue Sanctuary to find me within a year, and I will help you Live for a hundred years."

Hearing Jian Fengyun's words, Nanlong immediately showed joy, and said quickly: "Thank you, my lord!"

Sure enough, his guess was right, Jian Fengyun is not an ordinary person, who can extend a person's life for a hundred years just by opening his mouth, such a person is absolutely extraordinary.

Nanlong secretly rejoiced in his heart.

"Clan elder, is it really you, clan elder!" Nan Feng stepped forward, looking at Fengshen's handsome Nanlong who was several years younger, his body trembled slightly.

"Of course it's me, silly boy!" Nan Long looked at Nan Feng with a look of excitement, and there was a hint of relief on his old face.

The child Nanfeng was kind since he was a child, and he liked it very much. Sure enough, in the end, only Nanfeng did not disappoint him the most.

"Clan elder, you're fine, you're fine, it's really great!" Nan Feng wept with joy, his hands trembling a little.

At this moment, with a thought in Jian Fengyun's mind, he slightly twitched the magic formula in his hand, withdrawing all the magical powers of the sword in the surrounding space.

All of a sudden, members of the Nan family rushed over.

After finishing all this, Jian Fengyun turned slightly, and said lightly to Nanfeng who was behind him: "I will stay in Wanbao Inn temporarily for a few days, if you want to make achievements in martial arts, you can come to me!"

Leaving such a sentence, the next moment, Jian Fengyun's figure flashed, urged by the law of space, and disappeared into the void in an instant, without a trace, as if he had never appeared before.

(End of this chapter)