"Quiet, quiet, no one can see your ......"

Ye Qingxuan muttered in a low voice, hugged his head and lay on the ground, and crawled forward cautiously.

Bearing the dual effects of 'flowing' and 'hazy' at the same time, and having to perform precise operations, his face was about to be suffocated.

After running around a corner and making sure that no one found him, Ye Qingxuan instantly collapsed to the ground.

The 'flow' and 'haze' were lifted at the same time, and sweat seeped out from under the clothes as if there was a faucet, leaving a wet human mark in place in an instant.

On the ground, he looked at the big pumpkin he had forgotten to throw in his arms, and threw it to the corner in a dazed and irritated way:

"What the hell is going on!"

In broad daylight, it is bright and clear. If you go out on the street to buy marbles and vegetables by the way, you will be chased and cut down by a large group of people!

Ye Qingxuan touched all over his body, and the most valuable thing was a cowhide wallet on his body! This wallet could be bought back for a few dozen yuan on the street corner...... What are they trying to do?!

After thinking about it for a long time, Ye Qingxuan thought of a headache, which could only be attributed to the fact that these guys were not nervous......

"It's really unlucky. ”

Ye Qingxuan sighed and got up from the ground. He didn't plan to buy marbles anymore, he just wanted to get back to the academy as soon as possible. Why do you encounter such a strange thing every time you leave the academy?!

As soon as I got up, I felt a gust of wind above my head. He immediately felt his scalp tingle, and he rolled on the spot without thinking about it, and he heard a bang behind him!

The stone slab on the ground cracked under the slash of the flame-shaped sword.

"Sure enough, you ran out!"

Werner, who was covered in blood, gasped, his eyes under the horned helmet widened, staring at Ye Qingxuan with ecstasy: "It's my luck...... Hand over the treasure!"

"Treasure, you big-headed ghost!"

Ye Qingxuan flew up and kicked the pumpkin under his feet towards Werner, but saw Werner raise his flame-shaped sword and sweep! The pumpkin was split in the air, and it was easy.

The juice and debris flew out, and Ye Qingxuan only felt a chill at the base of his neck.

The flame-shaped sword, this kind of heavy sword that needs to hold the handle on the blade is itself a kind of heavy weapon, and most of its power is not actually the blade, but its own weight.

Only Werner, who was also a natural monster among the Asgardians, could play it so smoothly, and once he used it, it was like a big windmill, slashing at it with a sword, leaving sword marks all over the ground.

Ye Qingxuan staggered back, but was chased by Werner.

Originally, he was a short man, but now his pace was so fast that it was hard to see.

This kind of wide-open swordsmanship originally paid great attention to its own stability, in addition to the rock-solid downplay kung fu, it also needed to be matched with that kind of swift footwork.

Just looking at his footsteps a few staggered, his short body protruding several feet forward as if it were panning.

The blade of the sword is slashed down!

Ye Qingxuan jumped back decisively at the last moment, feeling the blade of the flame-shaped sword flying past his forehead, cutting off his two hairs.

Werner raised his heavy sword and sneered: "Since you have a hard mouth for dead caviar, then I will search your corpse!"

"What dead fish roe? Is it a dead duck?"

Ye Qingxuan subconsciously sneered at each other in a panic: "I look down on you gangsters the most, I don't have any culture at all!"

Werner was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly turned red, and then turned into an angry bruise: "You are looking for death!"

After speaking, the heavy sword slashed over as if it didn't need money, and it was full of dangers.

"Hey, there's something to discuss! Don't be angry, okay?!"

Ye Qingxuan wanted to cry without tears: "It's better to do this, I'll teach you grammar, can you let me go?"

"Dreaming!"

Werner sneered: "Now the gangs in the whole Downtown want your dog's life! ”

"What are you trying to do?"

Ye Qingxuan was furious: "I'm just one, isn't it okay for a group of you people to cut me to death?

"Pretend to be stupid, isn't the treasure that entered the Shadow of Avalon on you!"

"Do you think I have some kind of treasure on me?"

"No matter, let's hack to death first!

Werner grinned, and the flaming sword slashed down at the head. Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth, feeling the mania and anger that he had not seen for a long time.

"You guys, how do you open your brain circuits? Can't understand people's speech! Can't you understand people's words? Every day, your mind is to cut people, cut people, and cut people, so that your mother won't be sad to know!"

In a fit of rage, he intensified the 'flowing' effect on his body to the maximum.

This time, instead of dodging or dodging, he took two steps forward, squeezed his sword into Werner's arms, and suddenly reached out and punched his nose, the only one exposed outside his helmet!

Boom!

The fist slammed into the horn helmet, and Werner screamed in pain. The flame-shaped sword came out of his hand, and he couldn't help but want to reach out and cover his nose. But Ye Qingxuan wouldn't let him feel better, kicked on his turtle shell, crushed him to the ground, and then angrily smashed his fist on his nose one by one, until the bridge of his nose made a cracking sound and his hands were dripping with blood, and he didn't stop.

Furious, Werner didn't care about the wound, and suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it on Ye Qingxuan's arm. Ye Qingxuan quickly retreated when he saw him draw his knife, but another cut was made on his arm that had not healed.

Ever since I got to Avalon, it's not good!

Ye Qingxuan was furious, and quickly recited the basic syllables in his mouth - speed up the chanting!

According to the interpretation that Abraham taught him, he directly omitted the sound by half, but a real chill enveloped his hands, and fell with his palms!

This was the last time Edmund had come to hit his note—the Frost Festival!

The hand pressed down and landed on his face, and the ether in it would completely explode, freezing half of his eyes and half of his brain into ice bumps.

But at the last moment, Ye Qingxuan hesitated, moved his palm down an inch, and pressed it on his hand.

Werner let out a cry of pain, his arm suddenly numb, and he couldn't feel the presence of his palm.

"Don't move!" Ye Qingxuan clenched his fist and aimed it at his palm: "Otherwise, if I knock this punch, your right hand will be broken! If you don't move, go back to the church and find a chanter, and you can cure ......."

"Hey, hey, you're gone...... Defeated in the hands of a little imp who didn't even dare to kill. ”

Werner was on the ground, laughing self-deprecatingly, a hideous smile on his bleeding face: "Do you think it's useful to let me go? spare my life and I'll let you go? Don't be naïve...... Now everyone in the whole Lower Town wants your life!"

"I'm innocent!" Ye Qingxuan roared angrily.

Werner sneered, "Can't innocent people die?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

"I've heard you countless times. Those who are not willing to pay, those who break the rules, those who are bought their lives...... They all said a lot of nice things before they died, but good words didn't help them. Where do you think this is? This is Avalon!"

Werner cracked his mouth, licked his own blood, and laughed out loud: "As long as that thing is still on you for a day, you will never be able to escape." ”

"You lunatic. ”

Ye Qingxuan smashed his fist in the face and got up from the ground. The sound of shouting in the distance had already entered, and he didn't want to waste any more time on this neurotic.

But right behind him, Werner, whose hand was frozen, looked at his back and sneered. With his left hand, he silently pulled out a short throwing knife from the shaft of his boot, and aimed it at the back of the boy's heart.

Quenching poison is not something that only Tianzhu people can do.

But at this moment, a roar came from a distance.

Werner was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that the sky and earth were dark, and the wall next to him suddenly collapsed, and he didn't have time to scream, he was buried by the wall that suddenly collapsed.

The loud noise startled Ye Qingxuan, and when he looked back, he only saw a piece of blood red. And a blood-red monster......

Just behind the collapsed walls, the entire road was covered with mutilated corpses.

There are wreckage all over the body, and countless broken hands and legs.

Just above the collapsed bricks was a furious figure covered in blood, crimson - the Flesh Butcher!

It was as if he had followed the breath of a young man, setting off pure slaughter along the way, staining the road red.

To this day, there are several fragments of the water hanging from his blood-soaked apron.

In his right hand he carried a bone saw, which was now covered with notches...... Ye Qingxuan didn't want to know what those gaps were left behind. On the left hand, there is a full head.

It's like it was plucked from someone at random, with a half of the spine on it-

In the silence, he threw his head to the ground and let out a hoarse roar!

Immediately after, a faint chant suddenly sounded in the air, like a strange wraith screaming. In his ** arms, the muscles that arched high beat like a heart, and a faint note lit up.

The notes flickered and flickered, attracting a massive amount of aether to converge and burrow into his body from the hundreds of limbs, turning it into a pure monster!

Then the heart became the beat of the drum, the sound of the rushing blood turned into chanting, the scream in the void was the beat, and the sound of breathing gathered in the chorus of the hundred limbs and bones, and turned into a chorus of madness:

"O God, please give me mercy, I fall on my knees in the river of souls, trying to wash away the filth!

O God, please give me salvation, the curse is over my loins, can you hear my cry?

O God, please give me a gift, the blood has flowed down my neck, and I cry out for deliverance......"

Countless blood and qi surged, turning into a vaguely hideous face, and in response to the singing, they let out a childlike cheer: "Lalala! la!"

Sing praises to the gods, please take me back to heaven!!"-

"This ...... What kind of monster the hell!"

Ye Qingxuan muttered, staggering back in disbelief, only to feel a burst of creepy.

- This guy turned himself into alchemy equipment and tattooed an entire sheet of music on his body!

Only a body that is strong enough to this inhuman level can use ** to bear the consumption of a musical score. The kind of transformation implanted with a large number of artificial organs in the ghost mother's body is simply no match for him.

Now, the aether flowed through his veins, and it had become something more violent than blood, hotter than fire, that had transformed him from a human shell into such a terrible form.

He wasn't a demon, but that crazy killing intent made him more terrifying and purer than a demon...... Killing Machine!

In the midst of this crazy and cruel song, the butcher raised his head, and stared at the boy through the mask, his blood-red eyes.

Bone saw, raised high.

When it's time to hunt, have you prayed?

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I recommend the song engraved on the butcher's body: "Bartholomew", please use it as BGM, super feeling. (To be continued.) )