"Leave something behind? Name your conditions!" So, hearing Ye Feng's words, Chen Xingfeng thought this matter could be resolved easily and asked casually.
"Of course, leave your cultivation base behind." Ye Feng chuckled.
Yet, in the next second, before Chen Xingfeng could react, Ye Feng pierced Chen Xingfeng's Dantian with a sword.
"You..." At this moment, Chen Xingfeng realized he had been tricked.
But, by the time he reacted, it was already too late.
At this moment, Chen Xingfeng's lifelong cultivation base was disappearing at an unimaginable speed, rapidly turning him into a waste.
"I knew it, this guy would certainly not let Chen Xingfeng off easily."
"Chen Xingfeng is truly pitiful, even thinking that guy wouldn't act against him until his death, believing he could solve the trouble easily."
"Isn't it right? Seeing Chen Xingfeng's final reaction, I don't know why I wanted to laugh, it truly cracked me up."
