I'm really not a crow's mouth

Chapter 44 With Qin Feng here, my True Demon Cult will surely prosper

The middle-aged man couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, my sword is a magic weapon at the top of the earth, you think it's a wild flower on the roadside, and you can break it if you say it?

Click!A crisp cracking sound reached his ears, and the smile on the middle-aged man's face froze instantly.

Looking down at the broken sword in his hand with disbelief, the middle-aged man immediately petrified on the spot.

Could it be that I took the wrong sword and brought the sword that I usually use to scrape my feet?But that's not right either.

Yang Dilei breathed a sigh of relief, and finally healed. When he turns around, he will reward you with a 648.

The middle-aged man beckoned to the people behind, and a big man who looked very strong came out.

His bronze-colored skin shimmered, his footsteps were steady, and he could step on the ground with a single step.

This person seemed to be a cultivator who refined his body, the muscles all over his body seemed to contain explosive power, and the veins on the surface of his skin were bulging.

Yang Dilei raised his eyebrows as he watched from the side. He would definitely be a good helper if he sent him to do landscaping. He would step on his left foot and bury his right foot, unbutton his pants and let the water come out.

"Qin Feng Demon Envoy, you specialize in the physical body, come here and let me try to see if this sword is a fake."

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Qin Feng patted his chest hard twice, and made a sound of gold and iron intersecting.

Then he walked up to the middle-aged man confidently, pointed to his abs and said, "Master, stab here, use more force."

He had seen it all just now, the leader's sword was just lightly placed on that person's shoulder and it broke by itself, let alone a person like himself who has been using iron for hundreds of years.

The leader of the True Demon Cult was also shocked and confused. This sword was obviously his sword. Why did it break so easily? Could it be that a traitor gave it to me?

We have a traitor in our midst? !

With a tentative heart, the leader of the True Demon Cult purposely increased his strength and stabbed fiercely towards Qin Feng's abdomen.

Qin Feng gathers Qi and his abdomen, and his abdominal muscles are tightly stretched, like steel. The perfect curve simply blows away those bodybuilders.

"As for this junk, I guess the leader bought it from a street stall. I have already said that it is unreliable to pick up leaks, but you just don't listen."

Qin Feng didn't care about the broken sword at all. Not to mention piercing him, this sword didn't even scratch.

He looked at Yang Dilei with a provocative look on his face. Did you see that, with your physique, it would be no problem to bend ten of you.

But why is his eyes so strange, as if there is a trace of sympathy and pity?

Qin Feng suddenly felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and then a warm current rushed out.

He stared wide-eyed at the broken sword inserted below him, and the intense pain reminded him that this was not a hallucination.

Why?Isn't this just a waste of goods, why can it penetrate my armor?Are you enchanted?
The leader of the True Demon Sect also looked confused, what's going on, my sword seems to be fine.

Unbelievably, he pulled out the sword with a puff, bringing out a cloud of blood.

Qin Feng's face twitched a few times, and the veins on his forehead twitched, but he didn't cry out.

It's nothing, I don't feel any pain at all, it's just a little more force. . . .hiss!

Seeing the leader of the True Demon Cult inserting the sword in from the other side, Qin Feng gasped, his body trembled slightly, and his teeth were clenched.

Seeing this, Yang Dilei couldn't help applauding him in his heart, this is a real man, a real man who bleeds but does not shed tears!
"Qin Feng, you should put in some effort. Did you not eat?"

The leader of the True Demon Sect said in an unhappy tone, you are still acting here, you are the actor invited by that person!

Pretend that you can't bear it, let everyone think that there is no problem with this sword, and then think that Yang Dilei is a peerless powerhouse?
With your dedicated acting skills, I wouldn't watch the Oscar statuette without you!

Qin Feng wants to cry but has no tears. I have exhausted all my breastfeeding strength, no matter when I was a child or now.

Can this be my fault?It's obvious that you didn't use any strength on that person just now, but when you came to me, you killed me.

Are you the true leader of the Demon Cult or the Holy Land's Holy Land? Are you here to lurk?You're not called Yu Zecheng either.

"Hold on! I'll try again!"

After hearing the words of the leader of the True Demon Sect, Qin Feng waved his hands in panic, "Don't come, don't come, I really can't stand it anymore."

Then he looked at the broken sword that had been pulled out and the bleeding hole with a look of despair on his face, and tears of regret shed on his face.

Why do I have to pretend to be this cool? I pretended to be this cool, and now my face was completely confused.

He straightened his chest against the leader of the True Demon Cult again, stab it, stab it several times anyway, I still care about those two holes.

Seeing his appearance, the leader of the True Demon Cult was moved.

Your fearless devotion should be known to more people. I didn't expect such a righteous person to exist in this perverted concentration camp.

This matter must be well publicized, so that the world knows that there are such characters in my True Devil Sect.

I want to make you the image ambassador of the True Devil Sect, so as to change the impression that the True Devil Sect is all brutal, bloodthirsty, and unrighteous in the eyes of the world.

With you, Qin Feng, my True Demon Sect will flourish!

Originally, he couldn't bear to see Qin Feng in such a miserable state, so he decided to stop.

But this is clearly an insult to our hero!
The leader of the True Demon Cult was moved and thrust his sword into Qin Feng's waist. Since you are so enlightened, I have to help you.

Qin Feng originally saw the unbearable look in the eyes of the leader of the True Demon Sect, and thought that he could avoid this sword.

Who knew that just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he felt that his waist had been stabbed.

I didn't want to buy a mobile phone, why did you stab me in the back?
You know, he didn't gather energy this time, the sword stabbed so hard that his waist was almost cut off.

The leader of the True Demon Cult looked at Qin Feng in shock. Even his vitality had disappeared. This was already taking away all his life.

Unexpectedly, I never expected that such a person would come out of our true demon sect.This is infinitely better than those snarky hypocrites in the Holy Land.

As long as Qin Feng's role model is pushed out, Naxin will no longer have to go out and grab it by himself in the future, and a lot of people will run here.

This not only increased the number of disciples that the True Devil Sect could absorb, but also saved a lot of manpower and material resources for the True Devil Sect.

The leader of the True Demon Sect grabbed Qin Feng's hand with a moved face, and then said to him earnestly:

"You are the hero of our True Demon Sect and a role model for all of us. With you, our True Demon Sect will surely prosper!"

The expression on Qin Feng's face was still distorted by the pain, but he was stunned when he heard this, and then looked down at himself.

The several blood holes on the abdomen are still bleeding, and there is a shining sword stuck in the waist. Is this a role model?Is this what heroes are treated for?

Does the True Demon Sect rely on self-mutilation to prosper?
Yang Dilei was completely dumbfounded by the operations of the two of them.

I didn't do anything, just said a word, Qin Feng, one of the twelve demon envoys of the True Demon Cult, was seriously injured?

Not only that, but the waist was almost cut off?The person who did it or their leader?

This world is so crazy. Not only can mice be bridesmaids for cats, but people can also poke their own waists off.

(End of this chapter)