Chapter 592: The Walking Dead
c_t; The butcher looked strange, expressionless and stiff, standing in front of the table where dog meat was sold during the day, chopping something with a knife. [Ran^Text^Library] []()
Due to the black gas around him, his figure loomed, and the butcher's knife slashed on the desk, and no sound came out.
Xiao Ning had heard Zhou Xuan say that at night, when the demonic qi rises, the temperament of the townspeople here will change greatly, and I am afraid that this butcher will also be eroded by the demonic qi.
However, in the middle of the night, he was here alone, which made Xiao Ning a little surprised.
"Big brother, it's so late, you still ......"
Xiao Ning opened his mouth as he approached, but before he finished speaking, the rest of the body was directly stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.
His eyes were fixed on the butcher's case, or rather, the flesh on it.
"Guest, do you want to buy meat?"
An ugly smile appeared on the butcher's stiff face, and his voice was very different from that of the day, and it felt like it was coming from the Nine Shadows.
He raised his head, held a bloody, hairy ball with a butcher's knife, and handed it to Xiao Ning.
As soon as the butcher's knife turned, the hairs were turned to the back, revealing a face full of fear.
This is the head of a human being, and it is a young man in his twenties!
From the skull and neck, blood dripped down, staining the entire table with a viscous red liquid.
Judging by the color of the blood and the smell of blood in the air, it was clear that the young man's head had been cut off not long ago.
There were pieces of minced flesh on the table, wrapped in a lot of cloth, and it was obvious that it was his body, and even his limbs had been chopped up.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Ning's face immediately became ugly, and his stomach was overturned, and his body couldn't control a slight trembling.
After going through so many things, his heart has already been trained to be extremely firm, and even if Mount Tai collapses, it will not necessarily change color. However, seeing this scene in front of him, his heart could no longer remain calm.
"You ......" He never thought that the eldest brother, who was so enthusiastic and hearty during the day, would now become so hateful that he could even take out the meat of his own kind and sell it.
"Don't you want to buy it?" the butcher flashed a look of disappointment on his face, put the head on the butcher's knife back on the table, and then his face suddenly turned hideous, and he shouted, "Then I will sell you!"
Before Xiao Ning could react, the butcher knife in his hand was immediately raised and slashed towards Xiao Ning.
The butcher's strength is originally very great, otherwise he wouldn't be a butcher, this knife is full of strength, and the sound of breaking the air is sharp, if it is really split, Xiao Ning will be in a different place.
Of course, Xiao Ning is also a golden peak swordsman no matter how he says it, so naturally it is impossible to be easily killed by this kind of civilian, just leaning back, he dodged the butcher's split, raised his right foot, and kicked the opponent's wrist.
However, when the tip of his right foot touched the butcher's wrist, the situation was not at all as he imagined, and it was him, the golden peak swordsman.
Rumble!
The butcher couldn't stop with a knife and slashed directly at the table in front of him.
The *** table case was made of solid green locust wood, almost harder than stone, and its thickness was more than three feet, but under this split, it directly became two halves.
Xiao Ning took a few steps back in a flash, and there was a trace of solemnity on his face. Just a kick on the butcher's wrist, he only felt
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His feet seemed to be kicked on a steel plate, and he was shaken back before he could do anything.
"The demonic qi here is really unusual, and it can make an ordinary person get such power. After a simple engagement, Xiao Ning was already able to roughly estimate the strength of the butcher after his promotion.
This level of strength can already make the Silver Swordsman dignified, no wonder those senior brothers who are walking with Zhou Xuan will encounter great difficulties.
What's more, even if the townspeople in Fang City were eroded by demonic energy, their temperament changed greatly, and their strength increased, in the final analysis, they were still ordinary humans in their bones. Cultivators have strength beyond ordinary people, and they also take it as their duty to defend civilians, so it is impossible for them to do it.
Under one increase and one decrease, the result can be predicted.
A knife smashed the meat case, and the butcher became even more violent, and in the roar, bursts of black gas rose from his body, and with a swing of the knife, it actually brought out a knife qi full of evil energy.
"Night God Society, I, Xiao Ning, swear to stand with you!"
Affected by the environment, Xiao Ning had bursts of blood surging in his heart, and what caused the scene in front of him was the ambition of the Night God Society.
Xiao Ning also roared angrily, the Heavenly Cicada Sword was unsheathed, and he blocked sideways, only to hear the sound of "Zheng", although the sword qi was blocked, his body retreated two steps again because of the anti-shock force.
Seeing the butcher rushing towards him again, his body was black and his face was full of hideous and terrifying, and he wanted to slash him to death.
Xiao Ning should have killed him with a sword, but the picture of the day flashed in his mind from time to time, and the strength in his hand was still weaker after all.
A sword was picked out, and a sword mark was drawn on the butcher's wrist, and bright red blood splashed out and dripped to the ground, causing a trace of unbearability to flash on Xiao Ning's face.
Now he can also understand the psychology of Zhou Xuan and the others, and in the face of the real evil demons, he can directly kill without hesitation, no matter how strong the enemy is, he has never had the psychology of retreating.
But in the face of the butcher in front of him, Xiao Ning couldn't raise a trace of fighting. In any case, the other party was just a civilian, and it was not their intention to be corrupted by demonic energy, let alone their fault.
The wounded butcher did not flinch, but became a little more angry.
Xiao Ning's hand is very measured, if an ordinary person is injured by this, I am afraid that he will not be able to exert his strength in his hand, however, the butcher's knife in the butcher's hand is still tightly clenched, and even in the roar, he rushed towards him again.
"Huh?"
While resisting the butcher's attack, Xiao Ning caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye that the blood dripping from the butcher's hand was contaminated with the demonic qi in the air, making a strange "zizi" sound, and then, the surrounding demonic qi became a little stronger, which was also one of the reasons why the butcher was even more angry.
"I see, the Blood Sacrifice Formation! What a ruthless heart, they are putting me in a dilemma!"
"Kill him, help the Night God Society complete the blood sacrifice. If you don't kill, the butcher himself is dead, like a puppet, and will only kill more innocent civilians. ”
Left unchecked, there will be more and more people in Zhenwu Town who will be corrupted by demonic energy, and then kill each other, and the more they die, fewer and fewer people. Such a situation can only be imagined by people with evil hearts.
Under Xiao Ning's subconscious resistance, there were more and more wounds on the butcher's body, and the blood poured like a pillar, dripping to the ground, making the demonic qi even richer.
And his own momentum is getting stronger and stronger, as the demonic qi gradually thickens, his strength is also improving, it can be said that he is getting braver and stronger.
Xiao Ning knew that if this continued, his advantage would become smaller and smaller, and in desperation, God
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