Worship tomorrow

Chapter 44 Broken Knife
"boom!"

A bang!
The monster's body flew out upside down, and a big hole appeared in its chest.

The flesh and blood at the entrance of the hole seemed to have burnt marks.

But soon, the missing flesh and blood began to be quickly repaired again.

The monster stood up from the mud.

As if it had not been hurt in any way, it opened its mouth and grinned hoarsely: "It's useless, even if you punch me a hundred times, it's useless..."

Luo Qingfeng clenched his fists and stood there, breathing heavily, his face turning extremely pale.

The wounds on his stomach and back were torn even bigger due to the constant fighting. Blood kept pouring out, covering his entire robe, and flowed down his legs, falling down. Into the mud underground.

Then, follow the muddy water on the ground and flow everywhere.

The grass where he stood was a pool of blood.

But he still clenched his fists, poured all his strength into his body, and rushed forward.

In his blood-stained sight, the pretty figure in a red dress seemed to appear, smiling innocently at her.

"Brother Afeng..."

She waved her hands and called out loudly.

"boom!"

The bloody fist hit the monster hard, and the monster's sharp claws instantly penetrated his chest.

It only took a moment to capture his heart.

The violent impact sent them flying backwards.

The moment the sharp claws withdrew from the chest, a shower of bright red blood fell on the ground like dots of plum blossoms.

Luo Qingfeng fell heavily into the mud.

Blood surged out of the blood hole in his chest, instantly staining his entire chest and the soil beneath him red.

The pain has gone numb.

Death is fearless.

He trembled and slowly climbed up from the mud, like a bloody man.

A wave of dizziness came over me.

He staggered back a few steps and almost fell down again.

Suddenly, his hand accidentally grabbed something to support his body that was about to fall.

Turning around, he saw that it was a knife.

——A broken knife that was rusty and full of cuts and was discarded in the mud.

The blood on the ground flowed into the soil where the broken blade was inserted and disappeared.

And the blood in his hand was flowing into the handle of the knife.

At this moment, the broken knife seemed to suddenly tremble.

Then, a beating sound of pulse suddenly came from the blade: "Dong...dong...dong..."

In Luo Qingfeng's mansion, the red ball that had been floating there quietly suddenly lit up, and there seemed to be a vague shadow of a sword inside.

Of course, Luo Qingfeng didn't see these.

He only felt that the broken knife in his hand seemed to suddenly become different, as if it suddenly established some kind of connection with him.

When the monster on the opposite side once again raised its flesh-covered claws and rushed toward him, he suddenly tightened his grip on the broken knife on the ground. The star power in his body suddenly flowed unimpeded through his palm and poured into the blade.

"Whoosh!"

The monster's claws were as sharp as blades and it rushed over with a ferocious face.

Luo Qingfeng held the handle of the knife tightly. The moment the monster's claws stabbed him, he pulled out the broken knife in the mud. With a "swish" sound, he passed through the gap between its claws and stabbed it in the chest!

The broken blade of the broken knife was spitting out a snow-white light, still sharp, instantly piercing its flesh and blood and penetrating its chest!
The monster immediately raised its claws and froze in front of him.

But suddenly, it grinned again: "What's the use? In front of you, I am immortal. No matter how many times you stab me, it's useless..."

Just as it finished speaking, it suddenly stiffened and looked down.

"Tsk!" Luo Qingfeng drew out his sword and staggered back a few steps, avoiding its blood-red claws.

The monster froze in place, lowered its head, and looked in disbelief at the wound on its chest made by the broken knife.

This time, the small wound was not repaired, and blood was still flowing out quickly. A spinning strangulation force had entered its body.

"Wow!"

The four stars in Luo Qingfeng's body suddenly shone brightly, and all the star power poured into his arm like a tide, and poured into the broken knife in his hand!

At the same time, the blade of the broken knife was already covered with scarlet blood.

The monster suddenly looked ferocious and crazy, roaring and pounced on him!

"Shh!"

The scarlet sword light flashed across, and the monster's two sharp claws were chopped off at once.

The monster fell to the ground, roaring wildly from its throat.

It jumped up from the ground again!
But at this moment, the broken sword, which had already been filled with power, flashed with scarlet light filled with blood, and suddenly shot out like a sharp arrow, piercing into its heart with a "pop" and piercing through its body. The whole body!

Scarlet thorn, broken knife like an arrow!

The monster's body trembled and froze in place.

A moment of silence.

It suddenly staggered back a few steps, and then fell backwards to the ground with a "pop" sound.

Parasitic demons share the same body with humans.

Whether the head is chopped off or the heart is destroyed, death will occur.

It was lying on the ground, its scarlet eyes wide open, its face full of ferocity and disbelief. Even now, it still did not believe that it would be killed by the person in front of it.

"You... you are obviously just a... scholar... scholar..."

It opened its mouth wide, and a large amount of blood poured out of it. A large mass of black energy suddenly appeared in its heart, sizzling under the strangulation of the blade, and quickly disappearing...

"I'm not willing to give in...I'm not willing to give in..."

It roared feebly from its throat.

Luo Qingfeng, face pale and covered in blood, came to it step by step.

Its round scarlet eyes looked at the boy in front of it, filled with crazy hatred!
But suddenly, the hatred receded quickly like a tide.

Its body suddenly shrank and returned to its original size.

The cracks on its face, the cracked corners of its mouth, and its ferocious face all changed rapidly and became what they once were.

It lost its demonic form and regained its human form.

It turned into her, looking at him with gentle and sad eyes, her eyes gradually filled with crystal tears.

"Cousin...cousin, I'm sorry..."

After saying these last words, she opened her eyes, her pupils dilated, and lost her life.

Luo Qingfeng stood in front of her, motionless like a stone tablet.

The autumn rain fell again, washing away the blood on the ground and washing away the dirt on the body, and also brought a deeper chill.

It gets bright and dark again.

Night falls, and then light returns.

The next day, the rain finally stopped.

Luo Qingfeng walked out of the mountain col, left the village, and walked towards the town.

In the mountain col, the tranquility once again returned.

But in front of the newly raised tomb, there was another new tomb with a bouquet of freshly bloomed flowers placed on it.

The rain has washed away its dusty petals.

The blooming flowers are as beautiful and brilliant as the gentle and kind-hearted woman she once was in a pink dress.

(End of this chapter)