The flesh was broken and blood was splattered.

The monster screamed and suddenly lay on the ground, struggling and working hard several times, but was unable to stand up successfully due to damage to his spine. Just now, the cruel aura was directly cut by Yan Feng's sword.

However, just when Yan Feng was about to take advantage of the situation to expand the results of the battle, he suddenly saw the monster's three-petal lips rolling up and spraying a cluster of sour and smelly mucus at him.

"not good."

Fearing that it was poisonous, Yan Feng had to give up the opportunity and took half a step to stop the rushing. He swept out obliquely like a spring installed under his feet, hastily avoiding the injection of mucus.

Hissing ~

But the mucus fell on his car, and the already twisted and deformed front hood was eroded and melted by the naked eye. In just a few seconds, a big hole spread out.

Such a strong corrosiveness?

Yan Feng couldn't help but feel creepy when he saw this. Is this thing so sour?

What's even more terrifying is that he found that the injury on the other party's spine was now healing. The wriggling granulation was like maggots in thatched cottages, with a nauseating tender red color. The tiny wounds scratched by the glass had recovered long ago.

"There is such an operation?" Yan Feng's eyelids trembled slightly. Is this recovery ability certain that it is not a mutated version of Wolverine?

Roar ~

Seeing the monster recovering, he waved his sharp claws to approach him. Yan Feng immediately slashed his sword across the monster's sharp claws, gathering his strength to hit the monster's chin, lifting his knees to push it away.

bass.

The monster suddenly waved his sharp claws, lifted up the broken glass on the ground and sprinkled towards Yan Feng. His eyes were flashing with a fierce light, and his hind limbs kicked at him, as if he was about to attack him.

"interesting."

Yan Feng frowned and turned around quickly. Seeing his other hand raise his other hand to brush away the debris, the sharp sword in his hand was pulled back, accurately holding the monster's sharp claws.

The wrist twisted, the sword edge embedded in the gap between its sharp claws, forcibly removing the monster's momentum as the force trembled.

Crack ~

The strength of the shoulders, back, waist and hips condensed, twisted into a crackling sound, and held the sword with a force of ten thousand pounds, like thunder and rolling from the sky, not only smashing the monster to the ground, but also directly splitting its forelimbs, like chopping wood into two pieces.

Hoho...

The monster's green eyes suddenly lit up, and the forelimbs were scrapped, making it feel in pain. The three ferocious mouths rolled up and opened, making sharp and shrill screams. The tongue popped up and spit out a large stench of stench, with strong corrosive saliva.

In a hurry, Yan Feng had to take a half step, his wrist trembled and swung his sword like a waterfall, bringing out a layered light curtain like water that could not be poured in, and blocking most of the saliva in a hissing sound.

But the Yinliang sword body was already rusty at this time, and the sharp blade was even broken and bumpy, like a piece of rotten wood, with bubbles even on it.

The sharp-clawed beast stood up and waved its arms, and its nails slashed down like blades. It almost tore open the sword curtain by smashing it. With the clanging sound, sparks flew everywhere, slashing the sword strongly.

The tip of the sword flew into the sky, reflecting the stars and moons, refracting a dazzling light.

Only half of the three-foot sword was left, and Yan Feng frowned but did not look panic.

Seeing this, the sharp-clawed beast immediately kicked his hind limbs towards him, and the remaining forelimb poked Yan Feng's face.

"The broken sword can kill you."

Yan Feng took half a step forward, avoiding the sharp claws, and pulled the sword edge across the face. The sharp blade stood up and poked it suddenly, entering the skull along the monster's soft mouth, with the force so great that it penetrated into the handle.

A broken tip suddenly poked out from the back of the monster's head with a tooth-sourcing friction sound, and a stream of white air splashed out. Spotted bone pieces fell to the ground, floating in the pool of blood like snowflakes, which was particularly eye-catching.

The screams came to an abrupt end, the monster's struggled paused, and the light of his eyes became dimmer, until it finally disappeared, and the sour and smelly blood flowed out along the wound, polluting the surrounding air.

Click ~

Yan Feng raised his sword and smashed his spine directly. He looked at the corpse lying on the ground like a dead fish, and then he let out a long sigh and his tight muscles relaxed.

Although a martial arts practitioner like him has much better physical fitness than ordinary people, the continuous use of strength in high-intensity combat will also have an outrageous burden on the body, and it is definitely not as simple as challenging the limit.

The battle depends on his brain. The corpse will be separated by a single move. The fierce battle just now consumed his energy to a greater extent. In just one or two minutes, he was already a little exhausted.

This confirmed that the monster died, Yan Feng could breathe a sigh of relief, and even leaned over and took a closer look: "The little thing looks quite unique."

Humans are very contradictory creatures.

When Yan Feng first saw the monster, he felt fear and curiosity at first, because although this thing looked ugly and a little scary, for him, especially when Yan Feng had weapons, it could not cause any storm.

But when the monster suddenly sprayed out corrosive saliva, Yan Feng instantly raised his vigilance and solemnity. This thing is different from sharp claws and fangs. It will be caught off guard and it will kill people. He has to be vigilant.

Now that the monster has lost its fortune, Yan Feng has begun to think about how to deal with this corpse and maximize the benefits. After all, he got on a car today.

Squatting on the ground, Yan Feng touched his chin and muttered: "Why don't you sell it to the research institute? There is no way. How about hanging on the black market? There is no way. Or make it into a specimen, publish it in the newspaper, and then collect tickets?"

"How does this monster give me a feeling like a human..."

He looked up at the corpse, and his voice stopped abruptly, as if he saw something incredible, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face: "What the hell? What's the matter?"

In his vision, the corpse of this clawed beast was now covered by a layer of faint white fluorescence. It was obvious that it had not been there just now, Yan Feng could swear by Jiefu.

"Is this the rhythm of ascension to immortality?"

Due to curiosity, he carefully reached out his hand and touched it. Wouldn't it be nice if he could get some fairy spirit~~.

A magical thing happened. A vortex seemed to appear in Yan Feng's palm, quickly covering the monster's corpse. He obviously noticed what the vortex was absorbing.

The process does not last long, about a few seconds.

Then, a light curtain suddenly lit up in his field of vision, followed by a prompt box: a new picture book was detected and the collection standard was reached, and it has been included.

Eh?

Illustrations? What does it mean?

As if he noticed Yan Feng's thoughts, the prompt box disappeared, and then the entire interface was revealed in front of him. There were only two modules above, namely [Role Information] and [Illustration Collection].

Thinking of the prompt just now, Yan Feng curiously focused his attention on the module of [Illustration Collection].

The page with a sci-fi atmosphere is expanded, and there are dark and dark cards inside, with a big question mark on the cards. Only the first picture is lit up, and the attention is focused, and the details appear.

Name: Clawed beast

Level:d

Effect: 0.1 adaptation, 0.1 perception
Chapter completed!