In the Blade

Constable Tian was already dead, but things had to go on.

With a sigh, Du Chengfeng broke free from Constable Tian's hand, and with only the broken sword, he flew to the pedestal not far away - his body was there, and he had to get back some of his limbs as soon as possible.

A moment later, a broken silver-white foot appeared in front of Du Chengfeng.

"Just a foot... but it's enough."

The broken sword flying in the air lifted the broken foot.

Although strictly speaking, the broken palm and the broken foot can't be put together, it's not a problem for Du Chengfeng - after all, his body has become metal, and metals can naturally fuse with each other. There is no distinction between parts. Even if the parts found are not adjacent to each other, they can fuse into a new piece of metal.

"Maybe it needs a little fire to calcine... huh?"

Du Chengfeng, who was about to fuse this piece of metal, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The broken foot in front of him was indeed his body, but when he tried to merge it, it failed to merge for a while.

It was as if the broken foot had been out of his control.

"What's going on?"

Du Chengfeng was confused for a while. He could confirm that he was not mistaken. This was definitely his body. He could even feel a familiar breath from it - but this body, which originally belonged to him, seemed to be half dead at this moment, and could not be merged at all.

"Is there something wrong?"

Du Chengfeng was puzzled.

Before coming here, Du Chengfeng had thought about what problems he would encounter and what battles he would encounter - he even made several plans for failure, and thought about how to search for the next body after success, but he never thought that things would get stuck here.

It was obviously his body, but he couldn't merge it back.

This...

"What's going on?"

Du Chengfeng began to try various methods.

The first thing he did was to stab the broken sword into his foot. They were made of the same metal, so perhaps they could be fused together under his will. But the fact proved that this attempt did not work. Even though he had tried hard to stab the foot, the broken sword and the foot were still two distinct pieces of metal.

"How about lighting another fire..."

Du Chengfeng tried to ignite the fire again and forge it with the fire, but the sword on his side had been roasted red, but the foot still had no reaction.

The normal method of melting metal was not working either.

Could it be that the power of will was needed?

"Melt it for me!"

Du Chengfeng began to try to strengthen his will.

But this attempt still failed. His will still could not affect the foot, no matter how determined it was. The foot seemed to be resisting his will.

"What's going on!"

After several attempts, Du Chengfeng was a little angry.

With his Qi-cultivation skills, this failure should not be a big deal. After all, as long as he has enough time, he can always try to find the right way - but the problem is here. He just doesn't have much time to waste.

The powerful person guarding this broken body is unfamiliar, which means that this broken body was actually assigned here. Those powerful people who took his broken body may have formed an organization. They may notice the situation here at any time and then attack it.

The powerful person who came must be in his prime, there is no need to think about it. On the contrary, Du Chengfeng not only failed to merge into his broken body, but also lost the most critical thing, the sword holder.

Without the sword holder, he could not rely on the power of equality of all beings to kill with one blow. With only a broken palm left, he had no chance of winning against the powerful person with full firepower.

"Forget it! If it doesn't work, fight!"

After another attempt, Du Chengfeng simply threw away his foot and broke the pot.

"When the time comes, you need to be bold!"

Yes, if he only thought that there was no possibility of winning, then he would really lose. In this world where will determines everything, instead of comparing the combat power, it is better to just burn the boats and fight to the death!

Anyway, he never lacked the courage to fight to the death. After all, he has always been like this.

As for the sole of the foot, the worst that can happen is...

"Hmm?"

When his senses brushed against the sole of the foot that he threw out, Du Chengfeng suddenly noticed something wrong.

Because the broken sword was too short, it could not be thrown far. At this moment, the sole of the foot that was thrown out rolled directly to the body of Constable Tian - but this sole of the foot that was useless in Du Chengfeng's eyes suddenly turned into a pool of molten iron when it touched Constable Tian's body!

The molten iron spread wantonly, burning Constable Tian's bones. Seeing that Constable Tian's bones were about to dissolve into the molten iron.

"What's going on!"

Du Chengfeng quickly flew his sword over, he didn't want anything to happen to Constable Tian's body.

Even if Constable Tian was unreliable before, he still helped him get the body, and he even promised Constable Tian that he would escort him out alive. Now, it is reasonable to let Constable Tian leave at least a complete body.

But when the sword blade touched Constable Tian's body and was about to pick it out of the molten iron, the broken sword carrying Du Chengfeng's will suddenly froze.

Just because at this moment, Du Chengfeng suddenly felt a trace of regret.

"He's already dead, why did you save him?"

It was as if another self was talking to him, and Du Chengfeng was speechless for a while.

"Don't you want to think about the reason? Didn't you bring him in? Now you want to be a good person, who are you trying to show it to?"

"I..."

Du Chengfeng was speechless for a long time.

Regret! Regret! Regret!

Endless regrets circled in his mind.

Why can't everything be done? Why can't everything be done well? He also laughed at the constable Tian for not understanding the ways of the world, but when has he ever done anything well? Every time he fought desperately, every time he was self-righteous and tried his best, and then he boasted that he won by his own ability. Isn't this a win by luck?

Just like when fighting with the Yaoguang Star Lord, didn't this point appear? Didn't the battle just now also expose this problem?

Why can't you practice more! Why can't you be more hardworking! Why didn't you work hard! Why do we have to wait until everything happens to know that it is too late!

Just like now, because of this moment of hesitation, the body of Constable Tian has almost all melted into the molten iron.

If it weren't for your stubbornness, Constable Tian would not have died!

If it weren't for your stubbornness, the old blacksmith would not have died!

If it weren't for your stubbornness, Carpenter Li would also...

Regret! Regret! Regret!

"I..."

If he still had a complete body, Du Chengfeng would have burst into tears.

Regret! Regret! Regret!

He had never regretted so much, regretting his actions, regretting everything he had done. His mind, which had been as indestructible as steel, had collapsed at this moment - that regret, that pain, that deep pain in his bones, made him want to commit suicide on the spot to thank the world!

The will of death spread throughout his body, and at this moment Du Chengfeng almost gave up the hope of life directly.

But before he died, he had to do one last thing.

The sword tip was raised, and the head of Constable Tian flew up. That was the last corpse of Constable Tian, ​​and also the last trace of Constable Tian left in this world. So no matter how much he regretted, even if he regretted so much that he wanted to die, he had to leave the last remains of Constable Tian before he died.

Perhaps many things will be regretted after they are done.

But there are always some things that must be done even if you regret.

"Zheng--"

At this time, the fire on the edge of Du Chengfeng's sword became bright.

With this last firm will, the fire of the broken sword became dazzling, and the flaming sword blade seemed to pierce the regret itself, injecting vigorous vitality into Du Chengfeng's will-this also made Du Chengfeng break away from the endless regret, and for a moment it was like waking up from a dream.

"No! Why should I regret it?"

Du Chengfeng suddenly realized that his thoughts just now were simply outrageous to the extreme.

Did he really fail to accomplish everything? Did he really fail to do everything well? Perhaps from now on, he had too many shortcomings and immaturity in his past life - but at that time, for him who had nothing and could only fight for his life, he had survived and had done his best.

He didn't need to regret, nor did he need to blame his past self with his current self.

"Even if it was really wrong, there is no such thing as self-pity."

"Whether it is right or wrong, you must carry this responsibility and keep going."

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng looked at the remaining head of Constable Tian again.

At the end of his life, Constable Tian still chose to believe him.

Then he must at least carry this trust.

He will not fall here, he will continue to go on.

He will be responsible for all his actions.

"Buzz--"

At this time, Du Chengfeng suddenly heard a strange sound.

It was at this time that Du Chengfeng discovered that while he was immersed in regret, the pool of molten iron not only swallowed up the corpse of Constable Tian, ​​but also directly swallowed up the corpse of the giant god, and even the gravel on the ground was completely swallowed up.

Then, the pool of molten iron gradually shrank and deformed, condensing into a long sword.

It was an exaggerated sword, without a hilt for hand protection, only the hilt and the blade. It was obviously made of metal, but it looked as grim as a bone - and on this bone sword, there were countless mottled marks printed on it, just looking at it, it made people regretful.

"Regret! Regret! Regret!"

A strong feeling of regret hit Du Chengfeng's mind.

But at this moment, Du Chengfeng had no more worries in his heart.

"Even if I regret it, so what?"

Du Chengfeng would not say that he would not regret it at all. Such decisive words were more like self-encouragement or self-deception - but no matter how much he regretted, he would carry these regrets all the way.

After all, as a man, he must carry something on his shoulders to be considered a man.

A little regret, but it can only be regarded as the wind and snow falling on his shoulders.

He is not so bad that he can't even bear this little wind and snow.

"Buzz--"

At this time, the long sword wrapped in wind and snow, as if it had its own will, flew all the way and landed on the side of Du Chengfeng.

When the two swords intersected, Du Chengfeng felt the regret again.

And the return of strength.

That was the regret of Constable Tian. He regretted why he couldn't do anything well. That was the regret from the powerful. He regretted why he lost his life because of underestimating the enemy. There was even Du Chengfeng's own regret. Looking back on the past, the stumbling along the way, the rivers he crossed, the roads he walked.

Du Chengfeng shouldered all of this.

He also got strength.

"Is it called... Regret Sword?"

Along with the return of strength, Du Chengfeng also felt the name of this long sword.

The person who forged this long sword was none other than the deceased Constable Tian. Although Constable Tian himself was dead, the endless regret for turning against his allies in the battle still lingered on his body. In addition, the regret of the powerful for underestimating the enemy, the resentment that he could not forgive himself even if he died, this regret was already extreme.

In addition, the metal from Du Chengfeng's body was used as auxiliary material.

A sword of regret was forged under this will.

"This power... is even greater than I expected."

Although the sword of regret has not yet been absorbed by Du Chengfeng, Du Chengfeng at this moment has already felt that he may not need to absorb the sword of regret anymore - just because the huge power he now possesses has already exceeded his expectations, and even exceeded his heyday.

In other words, if he wants now, he can completely rely on this broken palm to grow a stronger body.

And all this is the credit of this sword of regret.

Since regret can be endless, the power brought by regret can naturally be endless.

"But this kind of thing, getting power from regret... regret is a negative emotion, right? Why do I always feel like something is wrong?"

Du Chengfeng suddenly felt that something was wrong. He had always been very upright before, but looking at the path of the source of this power, he seemed to be a villain?

He can't really be some kind of extraterritorial demon, right? He is obviously not...

"Wait!"

Du Chengfeng's face suddenly darkened.

Yes, he might not be considered an extraterritorial demon.

But if thousands of powerful people already think he is an extraterritorial demon, then under the influence of this firm will...

"Hiss!"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when he thought of this.

But now, there is no time for him to think more.

Just because the new enemy has already stepped into this mountain.