It looks like a smile but not a smile, like a madman.

When he spoke again, Chen Feng heard another voice from Sikong Hao's mouth.

A voice that did not belong to Sikong Hao at all.

"You are not a disciple of Tianquan Sword Sect, but you actually know me."

"Boy, which sword sect are you from?"

Chen Feng held the broken knife tightly in his hand.

"Tianshu Sword Sect."

"Oh yes."

"In this boy's memory, you are indeed connected with the Tianshu Sword Sect."

Hearing Li Wenxuan mention Sikong Hao, Chen Feng's face darkened again.

It seemed that Sikong Hao was completely devastated.

Is it possible to just give up?

Although, Chen Feng's feelings towards Sikong Hao were pretty good.

But not to the point of revenge for him.

But at this moment, Li Wenxuan suddenly stared at Chen Feng.

He said "Huh" in his mouth.

"Your body, and your blood..."

“So special!”

“It’s like it was tailor-made for me!”

In an instant, Chen Feng's hair stood on end.

Li Wenxuan's eyes were like a cold and poisonous tongue, staring at him.

There is no concealment of greed in his eyes!

Chen Feng's eyes became deeper and deeper.

He snorted coldly.

"Why, with your current strength, you still want to take away my body?"

Before he finished speaking, a violent hurricane rose in his ears.

It was closely followed by the sound of wild laughter that almost pierced the eardrums.

Chen Feng only felt that his vision went dark.

The next moment, Li Wenxuan's cold voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"With such a loud tone, it looks a bit like the old man's demeanor."

"Very good, I appreciate it."

"From now on, I will use your body to prove the truth for you."

"Give up the struggle..."
Chapter completed!