Except for the top figures, anyone who hears these threats will be afraid of being disgusted and will consider the consequences carefully.

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

The sword madman's shoulder shook for a moment, and Chen Feng knew that this was a sign that he was about to turn around and draw the sword.

This action was very fast, but Chen Feng observed it. Chen Feng's words made the sword madman's body stagnate there: "You have been in the mid-stage realm of the Nine Star Martial King for a full seventeen years."

"No one likes to be a lunatic, and no one likes to be regarded as a lunatic by others. Especially the least popular thing is to become a lunatic like a beggar in everyone's eyes."

"You did all this just to break through! I have a way to make you break through now!"

The sword madman suddenly turned around and stared at Chen Feng, with a cold look: "Are you playing tricks on me?"

Obviously, he didn't believe what Chen Feng said at all, and what followed was his belated sword.

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

Chen Feng didn't expect him to believe the other party in one sentence. Chen Feng said that just now just to dismantle the fighting spirit of the sword madman.

Now the sword madman has no desire to fight to the death because he is skeptical.

And he no longer had the will to fight to the death, Chen Feng would be sure to deal with his sword. If the sword madman exchanged his life for his life as he did just now, Chen Feng would not be 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 ruthless aura rushed towards Chen Feng, and in an instant, it shocked Chen Feng, making him unable to move.

This cruel aura is the essence of the sword madman's sword, which is enough to make the opponent lose control in an instant.

However, Chen Feng smiled.

Because this cruel aura lacks the desire to fight for life. If he has the desire to fight for life, Chen Feng would have been shocked for a longer time, but now he has only been shocked for a moment, and then he immediately returned to normal.

So, his figure flashed, and his palm slapped out, directly shaking the long sword.

Then, taking a step forward, King Kong pushed the mountain, directly hit the sword madman with a muffled groan, and took a few steps back.

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

No, it should be said that it was like I was photographed on a giant sword. Not only was it shocked and painful, but it also felt like it was cut in both palms.

He looked down and saw that his palms were bleeding.

He was shocked: "No wonder this sword madman has been famous for a long time. Not only does he really attack the powerful Nine-Star Martial King, but he also has a very good way of practicing body skills in addition to his sword skills!"

"It seems that I'm almost practicing my body into a sword!"

The sword madman was not taking action, but just looked at Chen Feng, with a look of awe on his face.

Chen Feng looked at him and smiled and said, "My strength is not inferior to you. People of my level do not have the heart to joke with you, so you can believe 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 sword madman.

As soon as the pill appeared, an extremely strong force filled the smell here, and even the extremely strong medicinal power rushed out of the pills, sweeping into a storm here.

The smell alone, the breath that radiates out, is so terrifying!

It can be seen how powerful this pill is!

After smelling this smell, the sword madman was even more possessed, took a deep breath, exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly shouted: "Really? It's really true? You really didn't lie to me?"

"I felt that this smell could really make me break through!"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "That's right, of course."

The sword madman said without any hesitation, "What do you need me to do?"

Chen Feng smiled: "It's really a quick word. What I need you to do is very simple. On the seventh day of November, kill the Alchemist Association of Tianyuan Imperial City and challenge the strongest person of the Alchemist Association!"

"And, we must make the momentum bigger and let everyone watch!"

The sword madman stared at Chen Feng and said, "Are you trying to seize the treasures from their association?"

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

"Okay, very good!" The sword madman suddenly giggled: "You dare to seize food from a giant force like the royal family like the Alchemist Association. You said I am a madman, but in fact you are also a madman!"

"I like your temper very much!"

"I've done this!"

"November seventh day, right? I remember. If I can survive by then, don't forget your promise today."

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

The sword madman nodded, turned around and left.

Chen Feng sighed softly, November 7th, November 7th!

The seventh day of November is the day after tomorrow. On that day, there are three days left before Han Yuer's life ends!

Every time Uncle Dao has an extra helper, he will make his chances of winning more. Sometimes, between success and failure, it may be just a lack of such a help.

It is very likely that if you lack such a master, or even just a man, you don’t need to be a master!

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

And at this moment, Chen Feng suddenly had infinite enlightenment in his heart, which surged into his heart.

The sword madman's sword just now made Chen Feng make another breakthrough in martial arts in an instant!

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

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

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

As he said that, Chen Feng stood up and slapped the powerful Vajra palm from beginning to end.

His powerful Vajra Palm has long been familiar with his heart, and there is no need to think about it. The memory of the body alone can be extremely accurate and without any stagnation.

Chen Feng was slapped in this small courtyard, and the wind roared.

The Vajra pushes the mountain, the Vajra breaks the stele, the Vajra plays the pipa... etc., in Chen Feng's hands, he beats it out with great skill, and changes over and over again.
Chapter completed!