Chapter 789

This is Huameng's gift and her bait. Yan Shan doesn't want to be manipulated. But looking at the Jianmu seed on Nanmen maple, I can't give up. As a matter of fact, even Yan Shan can't enter the Centennial pass.

At the moment, Yan Shan is also very anxious. He even blames his son Yan Hong for so many years. Not only are the demons in the mountains around the domineering villa, even his own people, Yan Shan can't bear the anger in his heart. He treats each other harshly and kills at will. He really yearns for strength.

Yan Shan knows the ability of Huameng very well, and naturally understands that the emergence of Nanmen Maple will not be accidental. Huameng is in the domineering villa, and Nanmen Maple also happens to appear when he leaves the pass. All this is too coincidental.

Perhaps Huameng has had this plan since a hundred years ago, waiting to send the seed of Jianmu to his mouth, hoping to see whether he can become the Lord of the world or be eaten by wolves like duanmuxing in those years.

In a trance, Yan Shan seems to see Huameng laughing again, but the next moment Yan Shan's calm face also shows a trace of smile.

"You know... Today is different from the past."

Domineering villa, in the wing room.

Hua Meng waved casually, but he called the white bear. The next moment, he didn't know how to sit on the white bear's back, "come on, little guy, let's start to find something fun."

The white bear heard the speech and looked at the distance. Just now, there was a loud noise in the domineering villa. There is only one mountain road leading to the overbearing villa. Even the white bear knows that this sound is only related to Nanmen maple.

"You don't want to go?" Hua Meng said casually holding Shi Qing.

Although it is ordinary, the white bear is cold in his heart. He can't control anything else and walks away.

Smoke filled the air, and a man bent and gasped in the smoke.

"... very strong." Nanmen Maple slowly calmed down his Qi and blood, tried to open his eyes, but his hands trembled.

Nanmen Feng had been fighting with Yan Hong, but Yan Shan suddenly shot. Under one blow, he flew out together with Yan Hong. Then he shot quickly. Although Nanmen Feng wanted to dodge, he was unable to escape. After several fights, he was completely defeated.

Even if the South Gate Maple calls out the seed of Jianmu, the body is covered with dark wood armor, which is still unable to resist. At the moment, even the red arm armor is directly broken, and there are many scars on the body.

It's too strong. Even if you add your fists and feet, it's still completely crushed.

"If you are at this level... You can die."

Outside the smoke, Yan Shan approached slowly. There was no difference between his nose and breath. His steps were as usual and his expression was as old. It seemed that the person who had just shot had nothing to do with himself.

Nanmen Feng grinned, but a mouthful of blood poured into his throat unconsciously. For a moment, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of blood.

"Bah..."

Nanmen Feng spits out all the blood in his mouth, but he doesn't care so much, "I don't know your name yet. Do you mind talking about it?"

Yan Shan smelled the speech and looked at the maple at the south gate. His face was flat and said, "Yan Shan."

Nanmen Feng straightened up, but his back suddenly hurt and his body bent. Yan Shan's moves just now were powerful and heavy. Now he still has some stamina after so long.

"Give me a cup of tea and I'll show you."

Nanmen Feng said a simple word, but he didn't care about Yan Shan's actions. He just sat down straight and slowly adjusted his breath.

Yan Shan looked at Nanmen maple, but he didn't do it. He vaguely felt that Huameng seemed to have left the domineering villa. Although he didn't know whether Huameng acquiesced in taking the seed of Jianmu, Yan Shan didn't feel so anxious at present.

Yan Shan didn't make a move, and Nanmen Feng didn't see the slightest joy on his face. In fact, even if he didn't speak, Nanmen Feng couldn't stand still now.

Nanmen maple is not familiar with the names of Yan Mountain and domineering mountain villa, but according to Bai Xiong, there are many demon families who have practiced for thousands of years in this domineering mountain villa. Nanmenfeng had expected that the mountain road would lead directly to the domineering villa. In addition, there was no other place around the mountains. For a moment, he also walked into the domineering villa.

In addition, the stone tablet decoration in front of the domineering villa is not strange, and there is no guard, but it gives Nanmen Maple some chances.

Now it seems to be a little hard to say, but since nanmenfeng dares to enter this domineering villa, he must take care of it, but this move takes some time. At present, although Nanmen Maple looks as old as before, in fact, he is somewhat anxious. Even vaguely, if Yan Shan didn't keep his hand, I'm afraid Nanmen Maple should fall at this moment.

But Yan Shan felt Huameng's departure. At the moment, he also wanted to see how much Jianmu seed had been in the hands of Nanmen maple, but he didn't do it.

It's too late to celebrate.

Nanmen Feng slowly closed his eyes, regardless of his surroundings, and sank into the Lingtai knowledge house.

In Lingtai's house, Nanmen Maple slowly approached Jianmu seed, hesitated for a moment, and slowly stretched out his hand on Jianmu seed. The seed of Jianmu is surrounded by green awns, which flow into the maple in the South Gate in an instant.

"Erosion..."

In the three or five days after walking out of the swamp, Nanmen Maple tried countless ways, and naturally watched the seed of Jianmu in Lingtai knowledge house. I just didn't expect to find that the Jianmu seed had not been sealed, and even lived a lot.

In those days, nanmenfeng found that if he suppressed his consciousness and introduced the seed of Jianmu into his consciousness, he could have some green vitality.

It's just that the green awn is attached to the body. You must get rid of it very quickly, otherwise you will devour your bones and flesh and even be unconscious.

"There's no way but to take a risk."

In Lingtai's house of knowledge, the maple at the South Gate sat with his eyes closed, drawing Qi and gathering spirit, but drawing green mans into his body.

Between the warm and moist, it was tingling slowly. Nanmen Maple silently recited, "add a little more, a little more..." but I didn't realize that the green awn wrapped Nanmen Maple's body in a moment, and I couldn't distinguish the outline of Nanmen maple in a moment.

In the past, Nanmen Maple once touched the seed of Jianmu, but was stopped by Duanmu bank. Although Duanmu bank is not kind, it also takes good care of Nanmen maple. After all, it is also its own flesh. It is precisely because Duanmu bank knows the seed of Jianmu that it does not want Nanmen maple to touch easily.

But with Duanmu's departure, Nanmen Maple forgot these little things.

The seed of Jianmu is contaminated with chaos, and the human soul is used to test the great righteousness of heaven and earth?

To put it simply, the green awn of this Jianmu seed seems small and difficult to find. At the beginning, the maple at the South Gate dodged. At the moment, calm down and let these green mans go, but it's like a torrent pouring into your body, in which the power is the same for a time. Even vaguely, Nanmen Maple hesitated to indulge these green mans into the body so easily. Will there be any problem.

Just now, nanmenfeng has no spare time to think so much.

Before the hall, Yan Hong naturally saw the action of Nanmen Feng. He wanted to kill him, but when he looked at Yan Shan standing in front of him, he didn't dare to surpass for a moment.

Yan Shan was looking at the green awn on Nanmen maple, and a trace of enthusiasm flashed in his eyes. If there was some hesitation at the beginning, all the doubts dissipated at the moment of seeing the green awn.

Yan Shan is familiar with this green mang. In the past, Duanmu line crossed and crossed Southern Xinjiang and fought against several big demons. At that time, although Yan Shan had never fought against the enemy, he had also seen the power of Qingmang. It's just Duanmu Xingshen's meteorite. Not only the soul of the body, but also the seed of Jianmu in the body disappeared. Since then, although there have been many good people who have explored, after all, the rare treasure of Jianmu has been difficult to find for thousands of years.

Unexpectedly, now, thousands of years later, just when Yan Shan's cultivation stagnated, Nanmen Feng came with this gift. This is what makes Yan Shan so unhappy.

Even many suspicions thought at the beginning faded away, just trying to put the seed of Jianmu into the bag.

Although he was eager to defeat the enemy with one move, Yan Shan also knew the weight of Nanmen maple. At the moment, he also wanted to see how powerful Jianmu seed could be in the hands of this human friar.

The green awn is like a spring, which lasts forever.

In the past, Nanmen Maple slowly opened his eyes and didn't care about Yan Shan in the distance. He just stretched out his hand and clenched the red arm armor in his hand. At the moment, the red arm armor is connected and integrated with the wood armor on the body. There are some corners on the arm, but it is not abrupt. It seems a little messy between green and red spots.

"Reluctantly."

When Nanmen Maple tried to arouse the green awn on the tree seed at the beginning, he didn't dare to let the green awn enter his mind easily. But now, looking at Yan Shan's move, Nanmen Feng didn't dare to hide. He tried his best to fight. Now it seems that the green awn is barely used.

Yan Shan watched Nanmen Feng get up and put on a good posture, but he still didn't make a move. He still had this boldness of spirit when he crossed the southern Xinjiang for thousands of years.

Nanmen Maple looked at Yan Mountain and slowed down the Qi and blood in his heart. At the moment, Qingmang entered the body, but the vitality in Qingmang really made Nanmen Maple unable to suppress.

"Offended."

In a word, Nanmen Maple didn't keep his hand. The green awn in his body kept surging, and even vaguely made Nanmen Maple feel a little hot and urgent.

After a word, the South Gate Maple suddenly disappeared in place. Suddenly, a sharp ginseng came out from the air. The next moment, the South Gate Maple flew out upside down and gently landed ten feet away on Yan Mountain.

In a twinkling, Yan Shan fought against Nanmen maple. Looking at Nanmen maple in green and red wood armor, Yan Hong unconsciously frowned. The fight just now was so fast that Yan Hong didn't react until Nanmen Maple landed.

"What has this boy done? He is much stronger than when he first saw him?"

Yan Hong is still secretly thinking about the means of Nanmen maple, but the eagerness in Yan Shan's eyes is deeper.

"Good! Good! Good! One more move!"

Three cheers, Yan shangao drinks, and takes the lead. Nanmen Maple frowned lightly and pushed his hands, but he didn't dare to neglect it at all. Although there were only two moves to fight with Yan Shan, Nanmen Maple fell behind. Although it was reasonable, Nanmen Maple didn't want to be defeated by Yan Shan.

Yan Shan's step was wrong, and Nanmen Feng concentrated on his hand. When he exerted his strength, his hands suddenly stagnated.

In front of Nanmen maple, Yan Shan struck out with his palm. Nanmen Maple suddenly slapped his hands on Yan Shan's arm. Yan Shan's palm was close to him, but he was pushed away by Nanmen Maple's hands.

He managed to parry with a palm, but Nanmen Maple didn't dare to keep his hand, so he hurried back under his feet. Yan Shan missed one palm and gave another.