Peerless Martial Soul

Except for the top-notch characters, anyone who hears his threats will be discolored and will think about the consequences.

But Chen Feng seemed to have not heard it at all, instead he walked forward slowly.

The shoulder of the sword lunatic shook, and Chen Feng knew that this was a sign that he was about to turn around and take the sword.

This action was very fast, but Chen Feng was observed by Chen Feng. With a single sentence, Chen Feng made the sword lunatic's figure stagnate: "You have stayed in the middle stage of the Nine Star Martial King for seventeen years."

"No one likes to be a madman, and no one likes to be regarded as a madman, especially the least favorite thing is to be a beggar-like madman in the eyes of everyone."

"You are doing all this for a breakthrough! I now have a way to make you breakthrough!"

The lunatic sword suddenly turned around and stared at Chen Feng, his eyes cold and harsh: "Are you kidding me?"

Obviously, he did not believe what Chen Feng said at all, and what followed was his belated sword.

When Chen Feng saw him stabbing this sword, he immediately laughed.

Chen Feng didn't expect him to convince the other party with a word, Chen Feng just said that word just to break the fighting spirit of the sword lunatic.

Now the sword lunatic has no desperate heart, because he will be suspicious.

And if he didn't have the heart to fight to death, Chen Feng was sure to deal with his sword. If the sword lunatic changed his life for his life like just now, Chen Feng was really not sure to block his sword.

Facing this sword, Chen Feng felt that this piece seemed to fill the world, as if there was nothing else in his eyes except this sword!

At the same time, a fierce air rushed toward Chen Feng, and for an instant, it shocked Chen Feng and made him unable to move.

This brutal spirit is the essence of the sword lunatic, which is enough to make the opponent lose control of his body in an instant.

However, Chen Feng laughed.

Because, there is a lack of life-threatening heart in this vicious atmosphere. If there is that heart-threatening heart, Chen Feng should be deterred for a longer period of time, but now he was only deterred for a moment, and then It immediately returned to normal.

As a result, his figure flashed, a palm shot out, and the long sword was directly shaken.

Then, taking a step forward, King Kong pushed the mountain, directly snorted the sword lunatic, and took a few steps back.

And Chen Feng also felt that his palms were shot on a piece of stainless steel.

No, it should be said that it was like taking a picture of a giant sword. Not only was it faintly painful from the shock, but also the palms were cut.

He looked down, and sure enough, both palms were bleeding.

He sighed in his heart: "This sword lunatic, no wonder he has a long-standing reputation. Not only is he a real nine-star martial king, but he also has a very good set of techniques in addition to swordsmanship!"

"Looking at this, you are actually about to train your body into a sword!"

The sword lunatic was not doing it, just looking at Chen Feng with a touch of awe-inspiring expression on his face.

Chen Feng looked at him and smiled slightly: "My strength is not weaker than you. People like me don't have the intention to make jokes with you, so you can trust me."

"Especially, I can show you that thing first."

Then, a jade box appeared in his hand.

After opening the jade box, a pill appeared in front of the lunatic sword.

This pill had just appeared, an extremely strong power and smell filled it, and even an extremely strong medicinal power rushed out of the pill, swept into a storm here.

This smell alone, just these escaping breaths, are so terrifying!

It can be seen how powerful this pill is!

And after smelling this smell, the sword lunatic was even more like a demon, took a deep breath, let out an exclamation, and hurriedly shouted: "Really? It turned out to be true? You really didn't lie to me? "

"I feel it, this smell can really make me break through!"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Yes, of course."

Without any hesitation, the sword lunatic immediately said, "What do you need me to do?"

Chen Feng smiled: "It's really quick to talk, what I need you to do is simple, that is, on the seventh day of November, kill the Tianyuan Imperial City Alchemist Association and challenge the strongest person in the Alchemist Association!"

"Also, we must make a big noise and let everyone watch!"

The lunatic sword stared at Chen Feng and said, "Are you seeking to seize the treasure in their association?"

Chen Feng did not expect that his thinking was so quick, but he was also very frank and said: "Yes, it's just as you guessed it."

"Okay, very good!" The Sword Madman suddenly giggled, "Dare to **** food from a powerful power like the Royal Family like the Alchemist Association. You say I am a lunatic, but you are also a lunatic!"

"I like your temper!"

"I will do this!"

"Isn't it on the seventh day of November? I remembered it. If I can survive by then, don't forget today's promise."

Chen Feng said: "Don't worry, I will keep this medicine for you."

The lunatic sword nodded, turned around and left.

Chen Feng sighed slightly, the seventh day of November, the seventh day of November!

The seventh day of November is the day after tomorrow, and on that day, there will be three days before the end of Han Yu'er's positive life!

Every time Uncle Dao has a helper, his chances of winning will be bigger. Sometimes, between success and failure, there may be such a lack of assistance.

It is very likely that there is no need to be a master if there is a lack of such a master, or even just such a manpower!

Chen Feng didn't know whether he could fail or succeed, but he would do everything he could.

But at this moment, Chen Feng suddenly had infinite enlightenment in his heart.

The sword lunatic's sword just now made Chen Feng a breakthrough in martial arts for an instant!

At this moment, there seemed to be something quietly cracking in his heart, taking root, germinating, and growing.

Uncle Dao asked: "Little Master, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Feng smiled slightly and took a deep breath: "Uncle Dao, I think you should congratulate me."

With that said, Chen Feng stood up and slapped out from the beginning to the end with the vigorous diamond palm.

His powerful vajra palm has long been familiar to the heart, so he doesn't need to think about it. The memory of his body alone is capable of playing extremely accurately without any lag.

Chen Feng was in this small courtyard, palm after chapter, and the wind howled.

King Kong pushes the mountain, King Kong breaks the tablet, King Kong plays the pipa... etc., in Chen Feng's hands, he beats out with great skill, changing again and again.

Every time, Chen Feng only needs one percent of the instant world.