Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 62
"[-]% chance, enough!"

To Ye Feng's surprise, Yan Nantian agreed without hesitation.

Once it fails, the price is death. In the face of life and death, the probability of [-]% is undoubtedly very low. I believe that most people will hesitate or even refuse when faced with the same choice.

After all, even if the toxin cannot be eliminated, one can continue to linger on, but as long as one is alive, there is always hope.

But what kind of person is Yan Nantian? He is an invincible general who has experienced hundreds of battles and can frighten tens of thousands of enemy troops with just one name. Let alone a [-]% chance of success, even if it is only [-]%, he will not hesitate. strive for.

Sensing Yan Nantian's firm determination, Ye Feng stopped talking, bowed and said, "Senior's courage is admirable!"

These words came from his true inner feelings. Even though he was imprisoned, Yan Nantian still showed unparalleled courage and vigor. That haggard body, in Ye Feng's eyes, was incomparably tall and majestic.

"Let's start when you're ready." Yan Nantian said.

"Senior, the flames entered the body and caused great pain, your current physical condition"

"It's okay, just use your skills, the old man has never seen any scene, the pain of the mere flame entering the body, the old bone of the old man can still bear it."

"Then the junior will start, senior, please relax and don't resist."

Ye Feng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and began to concentrate his mental strength and adjust his state.

"Xiao Hei, help me." Ye Feng communicated with Xiao Hei in his consciousness. The Qijue cold poison in Yan Nantian's body has existed for more than ten years. It has already penetrated into every limb and every meridian. It would definitely require a lot of undead spirit flames, which Ye Feng couldn't afford with his current spiritual power.

What's more, he had to consume a huge amount of mental power to control the undead spirit flames that entered Yan Nantian's body.

Xiao Hei's eyes full of spirituality also revealed a serious look. As a divine beast, although it is in its infancy, its eyes are more vicious than Ye Feng's.

It has already seen the depth of Yan Nantian's poisoning, and this action will not be easy for it.

When Ye Feng opened his eyes again, two silver lights shot out from his pupils, which was the expression of his mental strength concentrated to the extreme. He straightened Yan Nantian's body and sat cross-legged behind him.

Putting his hands against Yan Nantian's back, the mental power penetrated in, and the situation in Yan Nantian's body was presented in Ye Feng's mind incomparably.

His veins are broad, like a great river, and it can be inferred that his spiritual power must have been extremely powerful in its heyday, but what is happening now makes Ye Feng secretly startled.

Old dark wounds can be seen everywhere in Yan Nantian's body, which cannot be recovered due to the lack of spiritual power to repair them. Several viscera have even begun to rot, and many meridians are also stagnant, with many black poisons clogging them.

In his body, there was an extremely thick and extremely cold air, which was constantly eroding all parts of his body. If Yan Nantian's physical body was not strong, he might have died already.

As soon as Ye Feng's mental power came into contact with it, he felt an extremely chilly energy that seemed to freeze his will.

Looking at Yan Nantian's thin back, Ye Feng felt very sad.

When his mental power came into contact with the Qijue cold poison, his consciousness was almost eroded, and there were bursts of tingling pain in his mind. The pain Yan Nantian had to endure must be thousands of times stronger than this. If he had to use one word to describe it, That is life is worse than death.

And he persisted in this torture for more than ten years.

What a tenacious will is needed to do this. If it were someone else, I'm afraid he would have chosen to kill himself and die.

Now, Ye Feng didn't have time to think more. Yan Nantian's situation was worse than he expected, but he had no choice but to shoot. Before Ye Feng wanted to save Yan Nantian, it was because of him to save Mu Yufei, but now, he just wanted to To relieve Yan Nantian's pain.

After finding out the situation, Ye Feng said: "The junior is about to start."

"Just do it." Yan Nantian said.

"Xiao Hei, fire."

With Ye Feng's order, Xiao Hei flew into the air, and crimson flames ignited on its pitch-black feathers, its wings vibrated, and undead flames gushed out continuously.

Ye Feng stretched out his hand, and the undead flames flew into his hands like an obedient child. Under Ye Feng's control, the undead flames continuously poured into Yan Nantian's body.

The moment the flame entered his body, Yan Nantian's body trembled, he could only feel an extremely violent and scorching energy raging in his body, as if it wanted to burn all internal organs.

Out of trust in Ye Feng, Yan Nantian gritted his teeth, endured the pain of the flames burning in his body, and did not even utter a word.

Ye Feng concentrated on controlling the undead spirit flames, launching a tentative attack on the toxins in Yan Nantian's body.

The black toxin seemed to feel threatened, and a cold energy hit like a storm, trying to swallow the intruder.

If it is an ordinary flame, it must be swallowed and become the nourishment of Qijue cold poison, but what Ye Feng controls is the master of all fires, the immortal spirit flame.

As the emperor in the fire, the undead spirit flame immediately showed its extremely strong strength. As soon as the cold energy approached, the undead spirit flame turned into a divine bird, and the blazing high temperature quickly drove out the toxins that had eroded.

Although he won the first tentative fight, Ye Feng frowned tightly. Then he increased the output of undead flames and tried a few more times, and finally discovered an astonishing fact.

The Undead Spirit Flame did not completely refine the Qijue Cold Poison, it could only expel it.

"Xiao Hei, what's going on? Can't the Undead Spirit Flame refine Qijue Cold Poison?" Ye Feng asked.

Xiao Hei said helplessly: "This toxin is indeed a bit strong. If I were in adult form, I would be able to easily catch it, but now my strength is not even one percent of what it was at the peak, so the power of the undead flame has also dropped a lot. "

"Moreover, the Qijue Cold Poison in his body has fused all of his spiritual power over the past ten years, and its power is a hundred times stronger than itself. Therefore, it seems that we can't refine the Qijue Cold Poison in his body for the time being."

How to do?
After Ye Feng tried a few times, he withdrew the undead spirit flame from Yan Nantian's body.

Yan Nantian was already sweating profusely, obviously enduring tremendous pain, he naturally knew what was going on in his body.

All this seemed to be in his expectation, Yan Nantian's face was neither sad nor happy, he said: "If you are stronger, you may be able to save the old man, but you can't do it now, don't waste your efforts."

But Ye Feng didn't answer him, but fell into thinking on the sidelines.

It's all here, if he doesn't rescue Yan Nantian, how can he give up.

Although the Qijue Cold Poison cannot be completely refined, at least the Undead Spirit Flame can expel it. In theory, Ye Feng can completely expel the Qijue Cold Poison from Yan Nantian's body.

It's just that the Qijue cold poison has existed in Yan Nantian's body for a long time, and it has also fused with his spiritual power. Knowing Yan Nantian's breath, it has almost become a part of his body. If it is simply expelled, the poison will still quickly Return to Yan Nantian's body.

Unless, there is a container that can lock Qijue cold poison.

(End of this chapter)