The power of the dragon-subduing Arhat in Chen Feng's body surged out wildly, constantly shattering these mysterious yellow stones, turning them into the power of the mysterious yellow, and absorbed into the light pearl beads of the dragon-subduing Arhat.

And as these mysterious yellow forces continued to influx, the third dragon-subduing Arhat Light Pearl is also growing bigger bit by bit.

However, the process of getting bigger is extremely subtle, just like silk threads, and it is even unaware of it!

The Xuanhuang Stone was constantly shattered at an extremely fast rate. If it were placed in the past, these 200,000 Xuanhuang Stones would be enough to make Chen Feng die, and he would not be able to absorb them at all.

But now, for him, these are just minor things.

The time passed for a night. When the morning sun rose, these mysterious yellow stones were broken and absorbed by Chen Feng.

With a bang, the dark golden light rushed wildly inside his body, forming a light curtain behind Chen Feng, covering him, like a glaring Vajra.

The roar of the dragon came one after another, and the momentum was much bigger than before!

After a long time, he opened his eyes, let out a long breath of turbid air, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The level of the General Sutra of the Dragon Subduing Arhat is too high, and the higher the level, the more difficult it is to increase the power of the dragon."

"Even if I absorbed the entire 500,000 pieces of Xuanhuang Stone, I only added 500 dragon power!"

"Originally, I could increase the power of a dragon with a few pieces of Xuanhuang stones, but now it is..."

"Now, my dragon power has reached 3,499! Moreover, now it is just the third level of the Dragon Subduing Arhat True Sutra. It is hard to imagine how huge amount of Xuanhuang Stone will be consumed when I practice to a later level in the future!"

However, that's all for the future.

Chen Feng threw these distracting thoughts behind his mind, stopped thinking about them, and a smile appeared on his face.

"After all, my strength has improved a lot. Now I have reached the power of 3,499 dragons, and my strength has been greatly improved."

At this time, Uncle Dao came back from outside, looked at Chen Feng, and said directly: "Young Master, I have done everything you told me. I went there to check it out, but there was no mistake."

"That old guy didn't lie to us."

Chen Feng nodded slowly: "Okay, Uncle Dao, I'm sorry for you."

Uncle Dao smiled and said, "For the sake of the young grandma's life, why is this called trouble?"

To the north of Tianyuan Imperial City, thousands of miles away, is a barren mountain.

This barren mountain is truly desolate. Not only is there no people, there are not many flowers, birds, fish and insects, and there are not even many trees here.

At first glance, it was just a piece of loess.

A gust of wind came, and the loess swept across it, and nothing could be raised here.

Not to mention dragons, there is not even a single fish here.

At this time, a rustling sound came somewhere in this barren mountain.

This rustling sound is nothing else, it is the sound of a long sword piercing the air.

Someone is practicing sword here!

This man couldn't see his age clearly because his face was covered with dirt and a big beard, even his face was covered.

I don’t know how long it has been since he shaved, so he can be like this.

His head was also very long, and he hadn't washed his head for a long time. It was not an exaggeration to say that he had a undressed face.

He was wearing very torn clothes, and some of them had even had holes, revealing the flesh inside. His body was dirty and had an extremely strong smell.

But there was a place on him that was not dirty at all, and that was his hands.

His body was very dirty, but his hands were very clean. It could even be said that they were very beautiful.

His hands were as white as jade, without a trace of dust, and there was no trace of dirt in his fingernails.

His hands were very slender, powerful, and very stable. At this time, he was holding a sword in his hand.

This sword is even more incompatible with him.

If his man is a beggar, then sword is simply a prince.

The sword is three feet long and about two fingers wide, like a pool of autumn water. When it shakes, it will sprinkle a wave of tranquility.

This sword has no characteristics, but it just gives people a very sharp feeling.

It was so sharp that the blow could be broken. This beggar-like man held the sword and suddenly stopped, motionless.

He stayed here for a full hour. During this time, he was like a sculpture, and even his head was not shaking.

And suddenly, an hour later, he moved.

The long sword in his hand suddenly pierced out, and a huge sword light more than a thousand meters long burst out in the air.

The sword stabbed out and with a bang, it smashed a mountain alive.

In the distance, two people were watching this scene. At this moment, when they saw this sword, they were also moved!

"Very awesome!" a giant man said in a buzzing voice.

The young man next to him nodded and said, "What is most unignorable is not the power in this sword, but the indomitable posture contained in this sword."

"He seemed to inject all his energy into it, as if he could die with peace of mind after stabbing this sword."

"This is a desperate sword!"

Next, the man with a disheveled head and face drew several more swords.

And every sword is like this.

The young man shook his head and said, "Every sword he is a desperate sword, and he uses his own life to exchange for other people's lives. No wonder he is called a sword madman."

The burly man smiled and said, "So, the people in the entire Tianyuan Imperial City are not willing to compete with him, even if they have far better strength than him."

"Because, if you win him, you won't get any benefits. He has no other things, no power, and even no inspection."

"And if you lose to him, you will even give up your life!"

The boy in white smiled and said, "Isn't this the person we are looking for? Sometimes, his deterrent effect is more effective than his strength."

"If a master of the same mid-level Nine-Star Martial King intercepts three pursuers, the three pursuers will attack without hesitation. If the person who intercepts is him, the three pursuers may hesitate for such a moment."

“Many times, a moment is enough.”

The giant man smiled and said, "That's right."

These two are naturally Chen Feng and Uncle Dao.

At this time, the sword madman had stopped his movements, and he didn't look back, his voice was hoarse and low: "Die, or get out!"
Chapter completed!