Chapter 2143: Sword Maniac

The power of the dragon descending arhats in Chen Feng gushes out frantically, breaking these mysterious yellow stones continuously, turning them into the power of the mysterious yellow, and absorbing them into the dragon descending arhat bright beads.
And with the continuous influx of the power of the black and yellow, the third dragon descending Arhat Bright Bead is also getting bigger little by little.
It's just that the process of getting bigger is so subtle that it thickens like a single strand of hair, and it can't even be noticed!
The Xuan Huangshi continued to shatter at a very fast speed. If it were placed in the past, these two hundred thousand Xuan Huangshi would be enough to make Chen Feng die, and he could not absorb it at all.
But now, for him, these are just trivialities,
One night passed, and when the morning sun began to rise, these mysterious yellow stones were all broken and absorbed by Chen Feng.
There was a bang inside him. The dark golden light rushed wildly, forming a light curtain behind Chen Feng, enveloping him like an angry King Kong.
The roar of the dragons one after another, the momentum is much greater than before!
After a long time, he opened his eyes, let out a long suffocating breath, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"The level of the general outline of the Dragon-Dragon Arhat Sutra is too high, and the higher the level, the more difficult it is to increase the power of the dragon."
"Even if I absorbed this whole 500,000 black yellow stones, it would only increase the power of 500 dragons!"
"The original me, a few black yellow stones can increase the power of a dragon, but now it is..."
"Now, my dragon power has reached 3,499! Moreover, now it is only the third heaven of the Dragon-Dragon Arhat Scriptures. It is unimaginable that I will cultivate to a higher level in the future. At that time, what a huge amount of Profound Yellowstone will be consumed!"
However, that's all for the future.
Chen Feng left these distracting thoughts behind, no longer think about it, a smile appeared on his face.
"After all, my strength has improved a lot, and now I have reached the strength of 3,499 dragons, and my strength has been greatly improved."
At this moment, Uncle Dao came back from the outside, looked at Chen Feng, and said directly: "Little Master, I have done everything you ordered. I went there and took a look. As expected, there was no mistake."
"That old thing didn't lie to us."
Chen Feng nodded slowly: "Okay, Uncle Dao, I'm bothering you."
Uncle Dao smiled and said, "For the sake of young grandma's life, why is this troublesome?"
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 human population, but there are not many flowers, birds, fish, and insects. Even here, there are no trees.
At first glance, it was just a piece of loess.
A gust of wind came and the loess swept across. There is nothing to support here.
Not to mention the dragon, there is not even a fish here.
And at this time, somewhere in this barren mountain, rustling voices kept coming.
This rustling sound is nothing but the sound of a sword piercing the air.
Someone is practicing sword here!
This person can't see his age, because his face is covered with mud, and he has a big beard, even his face is hidden.
I don't know how long he hasn't shaved, so that he can be like this.
His hair is also very long, and he doesn't know how long he has not washed his hair. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is unkempt.
He was wearing very tattered clothes, some of the clothes even had holes in them, revealing the flesh inside, his body was dirty, and it exuded a strong smell.
But there is a place on his body that is not dirty at all, that is his hands.
His body is very dirty, but his hands are very clean. It can even be said to be very beautiful.
His hands are as white as jade, without a trace of dust, and there is no trace of mud in his fingernails.
His hand is very slender, strong, and very stable. At this moment, he is holding a sword in his hand.
This sword is even more inconsistent with his whole person.
If his person is a beggar, then the sword is simply a grandson.
The sword is three feet long and about wide, like a stream of autumn water. When it shakes, it casts a wave of tranquility.
This sword has no special qualities, but it feels extremely sharp.
Sharp enough to break the hair, the beggar-like man held the sword, and suddenly stopped, motionless.
He stayed here for a full hour, and for this hour, he was like a sculpture, and his hair didn't even shake.
And suddenly, an hour later, he moved.
The long sword in his hand suddenly pierced out, and a huge sword light over a thousand meters long burst out in the air.
This sword pierced out, and with a thud, a mountain was crushed to pieces.
In the distance, two people were watching this scene. At this moment, seeing this sword, the two of them couldn't help but be shocked!
"Awesome!" said a giant man in a buzzing voice.
And the young man next to him nodded and said: "The most unignorable thing is not the power in this sword, but the indomitable posture contained in this sword."
"He seems to have poured all his energy into it, as if he could die with peace of mind after piercing this sword."
"This is a desperate sword!"
Next, this unkempt person made a few more swords.
And every sword is like this.
The young man shook his head and said: "Every one of his swords is a desperate sword, he uses his own life in exchange for the lives of others, no wonder he is called a sword lunatic."
The burly giant smiled and said, "Therefore, people in the entire Tianyuan Imperial City are not willing to compete with him, even those who are far better than him."
"Because, if you win him, you won't get any benefits. He has nothing to do with him, and he has no influence, and he didn't even check."
"And if you lose to him, you will lose your life!"
The white-clothed boy smiled and said, "Isn't that the one we are looking for? Sometimes, his deterrent effect is more effective than his strength."
"A master of the same mid-level Nine Star Martial King who intercepts three chasing soldiers will launch an offensive without hesitation. If it is him, the three chasing soldiers may hesitate for that moment. time."
"Many times, a moment is enough."
The giant smiled: "That's right."
These two are naturally Chen Feng and Uncle Dao.
At this time, the sword lunatic had stopped his movements. Without looking back, his voice was hoarse and low: "Dead, or go away!"
The threat of sword lunatics cannot be ignored in Tianyuan Imperial City.