The Strongest Medical Immortal in the City

"Brother Huang, are you going to see him?" Nan Feilong looked at Nan Feiyu with some shock.

He was shocked by Yuan Jing's progress.

Dongsheng's strength is not as good as him, but he is also the pillar of the country and the star of the southern country.

After half a year, he has advanced to this point by leaps and bounds. How could he not be shocked?

However, what was puzzled was that his emperor brother was the emperor of the Southern Kingdom, the sovereign of a country, and his cultivation base was unfathomable and still above him.

If he went to meet Fang Chuan in person, he would shock the whole country.

The dignity of the royal family may also be damaged.

"I won't go for now."

Nan Feiyu waved his hand and waved his hand, a small sword glowing with light flew in front of Nan Feilong.

Floating out of thin air.

"This is a flying sword that my ancestor and ancestor Baimei gave me. It contains a blow from him that can kill anyone below the top ten of the Immortal Dao Heaven Ranking."

Nan Feiyu looked at Nan Feilong and said with a wink.

Nan Feilong also trembled.

This flying sword can be said to be Nan Feiyu's treasure at the bottom of the box. It can be seen that he also plans to fight for the dignity of the royal family.

Nan Feiyu said again, "You bring this flying sword to the past, and only use the formation in it to inspire it, throw it into the enchantment, and drive it to kill Fang Chuan."

"Brother Emperor!"

Nan Feilong hurriedly shouted, "This Baimei Feijian was rewarded by the Baimei ancestor after we made a great contribution to the Shushan Sword Sect at the time. It is the treasure of our Nanguo Town. Is it just used?"

"At this time, I have to use it." Nan Feiyu shook his head.

"What about our offerings?"

Nan Feilong said quickly, "They usually take their salary, now it's time for them to pay back. With so many enshrines and attacking them in groups, I can't break the barrier, and I can't kill a nasty kid!"

"you are too naive."

Nan Feiyu waved his hand, "In fact, this is also a game. Then, you will understand, go."

"Yes!"

Nan Feilong wanted to persuade him again, but the other party was his elder brother and his emperor. He was afraid of offending Tianwei, so he had to kowtow and said, "My minister is here."

After he finished speaking, with a move, Baimei Feijian fell into his sleeve.

He looked at General Dongsheng, "Go!"

Soon, they rode horses, quickly left the palace, rushing all the way, and after a short while, they had already arrived outside the Yuelai Inn.

At this time, they saw the people who had heard the news. With so many people, they also understood better that this time it was about the face of the Southern Kingdom's royal family and had reached a critical juncture.

"I have seen King Zhennan and General Dongsheng."

At this time, Yuan Jing came out again. When the King of Zhennan arrived, he was like an unknown prophet, smiling to greet them.

"I've seen you."

Nan Feilong looked at Yuan Jing and snorted coldly, "However, you are not qualified enough to let your master come out to see me."

"Sorry."

Yuan Jing smiled and waved his hand, "Master said, the presence of King Zhennan is not bad, but not qualified enough."

He said again, "Furthermore, the master also said that if the emperor does not come, no one will come."

"presumptuous!"

The king of Zhennan was furious, his eyes burning.

Looking at so many people, the other party was so presumptuous, which was already a great offense to their royal family.

He almost broke out.

Yuan Jing smiled again: "Although the flying sword of the ancestor Baimei is powerful, let alone it is effective for him, even this barrier may not be broken. You can try it."

"What?" Zhennan Wang's heart trembled. He didn't know how the other party knew that he was carrying a white-browed flying sword.

General Dongsheng also felt a sense of helplessness.

Yuan Jing said again: "Master also said, you have to think clearly, Baimei Feijian, once you use it, it won't be there anymore."

"you……"

The King of Zhennan suddenly felt like he was in desperation and oppressed.

Yuan Jing was right, once the Baimei Feijian was gone, there would be no more, and their royal family's hole cards would be gone.

In fact, when Nan Feiyu took out the Baimei Feijian, he felt uncomfortable, because he felt it was unnecessary to use the country's heavy weapon for a newly emerging school.

However, at this time, he was in a dilemma.

At this time, Yuan Jing said again: "My master, I just want to have a chat with your Majesty. As a leader of the immortal Dao, it is understandable for your Majesty to come over."

"Humph!"

Nan Feilong still couldn't accept Fang Chuan's overriding them. He calculated it secretly, shook his head and said, "The emperor's fate must not be violated!"

He said, waving his hand.

With a hum, a dazzling light burst out from his hand, and like a meteor, it blasted directly in front of Yuan Jing.

At that moment, everyone felt the sharp sword aura rushing towards them.

The sharp and unmatched feeling made them feel a great crisis.

Everyone has an urge to kneel down.

However, Yuan Jing was very calm.

He faintly looked at the white-browed flying sword. Although he knew in his heart that the flying sword was very powerful, he was even more confident in his master.

These days, he had known for a long time that Fang Chuan's strength was almost comparable to the ancestor Baimei.

And the flying sword of the ancestor Baimei couldn't make them shrink back.

when--

Sure enough, when the powerful and incomparable white-browed flying sword flew over and slashed above the barrier, a golden flame meandered out of the room.

With a boom, the flame merged into the enchantment.

Then, the flying sword of the white-browed ancestor burst out with brilliant light and infinite sword energy, poured into the barrier.

The two forces fought for about ten breaths.

Clang.

The Baimei Feijian fell on the ground and turned into an ordinary flying sword, without the power of Baimei.

Obviously, Fang Chuan won.

This barrier alone cannot withstand the blow of Baimei Feijian.

However, Fang Chuan's power was integrated into the barrier, and the situation was different.

"what?"

Zhennan Wang Nanfeilong's face was so ugly that he was shaking all over.

For them, the ancestor Baimei is an invincible existence, an existence that is infinitely close to God.

There are not many people who can take his blow.

They took this flying sword, they could kill almost anyone they wanted to kill!

The emperor of the Southern Kingdom asked him to use the white-browed flying sword. He had never thought of defeating it, but it was a pity and a waste.

but--

The fact was before them, they lost, and Baimei Feijian couldn't break this person's barrier.

You can imagine how powerful this person is.

"Ugh."

Yuan Jing shook his head and looked at Nan Feilong, "Master, you should listen to my advice. It's a pity, this flying sword is worth half of the South China!"

Nanfeilong's heart is bleeding.

"Your Majesty, come here!" At this moment, a high-pitched and sharp voice came from not far away. The Emperor of the Southern Kingdom is here!