Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 37 Crimson Fist!

Two days.

In just two days, this kid suddenly advanced from the second level of the Open Heaven Realm to the fourth level!

Even a peerless genius could never achieve that!

While still in shock, Fatty Meng suddenly thought of another possibility!

"Essence! Treasure!"

What could possibly enable a novice cultivator to advance so quickly, besides some rare treasure?

"This kid definitely possesses some incredible treasure!"

Upon thinking of this, his eyes lit up, his heart burned with excitement, and he was filled with joy.

"Whoosh!"

The long sword in his hand suddenly gleamed with an even longer blade of light, and he grinned maliciously, "Boy, hand over your treasures, and I might spare your life!"

Luo Qingfeng's response was a fist that unleashed a burst of energy.

"You think your mere fists can withstand my precious sword? You're asking for death!"

Fatty Meng swung his long sword and slashed at him.

"Bang!"

Against a longsword, the longsword naturally has the advantage.

Luo Qingfeng did not choose to confront it head-on, but constantly adjusted his direction to avoid the blade's edge and attacked from other directions.

However, the long knife in Fatty Meng's hand was both offensive and defensive, making it impossible for him to get close, and the more he wielded it, the more ferocious it became!

Blades flashed all around, and trees fell one after another.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

On one side was a demon hunter with powerful artifacts and rich combat experience, and on the other side was a novice with only a pair of bare fists and no combat experience. The outcome was predictable.

After dozens of moves, Luo Qingfeng was struck by a knife. If he hadn't reacted in time, his entire arm would have been sliced ​​off.

He had no choice but to endure the pain and back away.

They retreated again and again.

After leaving the woods, there was a graveyard behind it.

Fatty Meng brandished his long sword and gave chase relentlessly.

"Whoosh!"

As the blade flashed, dust billowed from graves, which were razed to the ground.

Some coffins and skeletons also flew up.

More wounds soon appeared on Luo Qingfeng's body, and he was covered in blood.

Several times he narrowly escaped death; if he had been just a fraction slower, his arm would have been severed or his head would have been chopped off.

Luo Qingfeng dared not be careless in the slightest. He held his breath, focused his mind, and calmly dealt with the situation, continuing to carefully dodge and slowly deplete the opponent's physical strength and energy.

The opponent's swordsmanship is fierce, and each move consumes a lot of star power and stamina.

He focused on dodging and rarely threw a punch.

As one side gains while the other loses, the longer the situation drags on, the more advantageous it will be for him.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Fatty Meng's moves did indeed begin to slow down.

He panted heavily, a sneer spreading across his face. "Kid, all you can do is cower like a turtle? Useless as you are, how can you satisfy that little slut? If you can't do it, then I'll help you from now on, hahahahaha..."

Luo Qingfeng remained silent, continuing to dodge while silently wiping the blood off his body with his fists, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

"Whoosh!"

Seeing that he had not angered the other party, Fatty Meng unleashed a sweeping slash, stomping heavily on the ground with both feet, his fat jiggling as he prepared to continue his cursing.

But at that moment, the white fist light on Luo Qingfeng's fist suddenly turned scarlet!

"not good!"

Upon seeing this, Fatty Meng's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly swung his knife and retreated.

But it was too late!

Like a cheetah that had been gathering its strength for a long time, Luo Qingfeng suddenly leaped out, his fist instantly becoming as big as a hammer, and the fist light he was breathing turned into a terrifying scarlet color. With a "boom", he smashed the protective blade light in front of him and slammed heavily into his chest!

With his fourth-level Heaven Opening Realm defensive power, even if he were to face a cultivator of the same realm, being hit by their punch would at most only cause him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

So he didn't panic. The instant he was punched, he swung his knife, ready to slash out.

But he never expected that the punch, which was covered in blood, had just struck his chest when an even more terrifying force suddenly spun out and pierced through his body!

"Snap!"

With a crisp crack, his ribs were broken by a single punch!

His raised longsword paused abruptly.

At this moment, Luo Qingfeng's second blood fist, fully charged with power, slammed into his stomach!

"Bang!"

A loud bang!

A terrifying burst of force instantly pierced through the fat on his stomach and reached his dantian!

Fatty Meng's obese body was sent flying backward like a ball, his long sword flying out of his hand. At the same time, the sea of ​​energy trembled violently, and the four stars within it cracked with a "crack"!

He crashed heavily into the large tree behind him.

The immense force caused the large tree to snap instantly and fall backward, and his obese body also tumbled to the ground in a sorry state. But he sprang up from the ground and stood up as fast as he could.

A sharp pain surged through my body!

He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body swayed a few times, and then everything went black. He was on the verge of collapse.

He lowered his head, looking at his sunken chest and ripped belly, stiffened, then raised his head again, staring incredulously at the boy opposite him, his fat face trembling, and hissed, "You...you...what kind of technique is this...?"

"Whoosh!"

An even more unbelievable scene unfolded!

The boy suddenly threw another punch, and the blood-red fist light on his fist suddenly flew out from a distance of several feet, like a hidden weapon, shooting towards him!

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, it struck him squarely in the chest!

A tremendous force exploded in his chest, piercing through his entire body and bursting out from his back!

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a bloody hole exploded in the flesh of his back, and blood and flesh flew everywhere!

Fatty Meng's eyes widened, he staggered backward a few steps, and his obese body suddenly leaned back, falling heavily to the ground with a "thud".

Gushes of blood gushed out from the blood hole!

Luo Qingfeng remained silent, clenching his fists, and walked step by step to him.

Fatty Meng, his face filled with terror, hurriedly raised his trembling hand and said, "Alright, I... I admit defeat... From now on, we're even. As for... as for Nightingale, I, Fatty Meng, also..."

"Bang!"

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Qingfeng had already slammed a heavy punch into his head, causing his forehead to cave in with a "crack".

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Then came several more punches, smashing his brains out and leaving him a bloody mess, unrecognizable as a human.

From that moment on, the demon hunter of Wangxing City was completely dead!

Luo Qingfeng clenched his blood-soaked fists and slowly straightened up. His shoulders, arms, waist, and legs were covered in bloody cuts from the blade, making him look like a blood-soaked figure.

But in the end, he still won.

Crimson Thorn...

He looked at his blood-stained fist, and the blood in his body seemed to still be boiling and flowing.

Suddenly, he looked up and gazed at the woods in front of him.

A tall, slender figure in a black dress stood there, staring at him with wide eyes and a look of shock and astonishment. When she met his murderous gaze, she trembled and turned pale.

The visitor was none other than Nightingale.

She didn't see Fatty Meng in the courtyard, and heard that he might have come to Qingquan Town. She immediately sensed something was wrong and chased after him.

Fatty Meng's attire was extremely conspicuous. After asking around, she immediately left the town and headed in this direction. From afar, she saw the trees swaying and falling down, and at the same time, the sounds of fighting could be heard, so she rushed over immediately.

To everyone's surprise, upon arriving, they immediately witnessed this seemingly frail scholar in his Confucian robe punching Meng the Fat Man right through the chest! Then, without a word, he smashed the man's head...

The shock was immense!

You should know that just two days ago, this guy was only at the second level of the Open Heaven Realm!

And now, the four stars of Kaitian!

—In just two days!

For a moment, her mind was buzzing, and she felt like she was dreaming.

Then, she suddenly woke up!

"This kid... he might go berserk and try to kill me to silence me, right?"

"Um... should we just kill him directly, or... rape him first and then kill him? Or... kill him, and then..."

"Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!"

(End of this chapter)