In the desolate city, the streets felt strangely muddy.
Trampled rotten flesh and internal organs could be seen everywhere, filling the air with a stomach-churning stench.
The scattered pedestrians seemed to be invisible and inaudible, stepping numbly through the mud, making a snapping sound.
They are outcasts.
As the main city of a county, Nanyue City no longer belongs to the Great Qian Dynasty and is no longer under the protection of the Demon Suppressing Division.
The leopard general under the red-eyed god smashed the plaque of the Demon-Suppressing General's Mansion, beheaded the old man wearing broken black armor, and hung his glaring head on a spear at the gate.
At this point, there is an additional demon master in Nanyue City.
Reciting the name of the Akame God day and night, and going to the temple to worship the god every three days, is the only way to save one's life. Of course, while reciting, one must also pray that he is not the one chosen to attend the banquet.
The demon master has the habit of giving big feasts.
The people attending the banquet have gradually changed from those high-ranking masters of aristocratic families to ordinary people like them.
Bless the people of a place and enjoy all their desires.
This is the reward given by the God Lord to the demon master for his diligence. It is an honor for the blessed ones to be chosen to attend the banquet and become the delicacies on the plate.
"..."
A thin man in patchwork linen clothes was walking down the street when he was suddenly stopped by two people.
He looked up and the two of them nodded towards him.
The man's palms slowly loosened, and the incense candles he held were scattered all over the floor. He did not struggle to beg for mercy. His legs just softened, and he was immediately supported by two people.
Regarding the drawing of lots, one can only blame bad luck or lack of sincerity when worshiping the god.
He was half-dragged and half-carried to the most conspicuous compound in the city.
The Demon-Suppressing General's Mansion.
The man's legs slipped and he knelt on the ground. He looked at the head that was covered with only a layer of waxy skin on the spear, and then looked at the people around him who had also been hit. Until he was sent to the kitchen, he still couldn't help but raise his head to the sky. Take a look at it.
"The Lord God is a demon."
If there really is a god, why not punish him?
The sky is clear and translucent, but there is nothing there.
The roof of the mansion was violently demolished, and the meeting hall was converted into a dining hall.
The eight-foot-tall figure sat at the main seat with a high back and was wearing a soft and smooth satin dress. Even the wide gown specially made by someone was bulging with muscles all over his body, as if it was about to burst.
The leopard places its palms on the table and won't move its chopsticks until all the dishes are served.
He is already a general under the command of the Divine Lord, so naturally he can no longer be as unruly as that demon.
The large wooden trays, which required several people to carry, were carried onto the wide table one by one. Everything was stewed, roasted, and cooked. Today was a small banquet, and thirty-six items had to be prepared.
"Where's the main course?"
Hua Bao waited for a moment, looked at the empty table in front of him, and looked sideways.
Just ordinary people cannot satisfy its appetite.
Even if it is a small banquet, a martial arts treasure medicine that is above the Jade Liquid realm must be arranged.
"The rest of the cities can't be delivered today, so I should be the one to prepare."
The middle-aged man standing next to him was once a famous sect master. At this moment, he casually unbuttoned his coat and was only wearing clean plain clothes. He seemed to be well prepared and turned around to walk towards the kitchen.
"Hurry up."
Hua Leopard nodded and urged him softly.
"..."
The middle-aged master's steps were slightly stagnant, and he wanted to clench his lowered palms tightly, but found that he had forgotten how to use the boxing technique that he was once familiar with and proud of.
On the day the city was destroyed, everyone with blood was already dead.
The rest are all hesitant people.
He could turn around and punch him, and die with more dignity, but the price of this dignity is the lingering lives of his people.
Boil the frog in warm water and it will stop jumping.
The middle-aged master took another step and walked out of the dining hall.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but a long knife quietly appeared in his sight.
Hanging quietly in the sky.
The slender blade has tooth-like scales on it, glowing with a faint light, and black mist rising from it.
"..."
The middle-aged master suddenly lost his strength, his whole body was crumbling, and he almost fell to his knees.
He tried his best to hold himself up to avoid being spotted by the leopard.
A knife does not appear in the sky for no reason, it must be held by someone...
The commander is here!
The Demon Suppressor, unable to protect the remaining four counties, finally returned.
But there is no longer any incense and willpower in this place.
"laugh."
The leopard looked up to the sky. The luxurious gown on his body was suddenly torn by the bulging muscles. He reached out to get the weapon next to him.
Logically speaking, Wu Xian has the power to crush the Bao Dan Realm Demon King, but without the general soldiers of the four counties, and without the help of Xiang Huo, it is still confident that it can block a sword.
"Old man, you don't want Songzhou anymore, do you?"
With a roar, the leopard suddenly stood up.
In an instant, the long knife in the air was inserted vertically.
There is no vast momentum.
Before the leopard raised its weapon, the long knife penetrated the top of its head, passed out from its chin, and firmly nailed its huge head to the only empty tabletop.
The powerful incense and willpower overflowed inside his head.
The leopard made a vague sound of "whoosh" from its throat, and blood spurted out from its eyes, nose and ears, like a fat fish nailed to the chopping board, leaving only the habitual twitching of its body.
In the midst of a banquet filled with limbs and limbs, the main course was finally served.
…
Outside the city gate.
Zhang Xuan watched Lord Shen close his eyes and saw the long knife on his waist unsheathed and flying away into the air.
It took him a breath to realize that the other party had directly sacrificed the Yin God.
No, do you believe in yourself so much?
Zhang Xuan swallowed, jumped off the horse in an instant, and tensed up to protect the opponent.
Before he could stand firm.
I saw a stream of light passing by from the sky, and then a huge figure crashed down from the sky.
It returned to the sheath with a loud sound.
Before the huge figure landed, Shen Yi opened her eyes and put it into her waist pocket with a wave of her hand.
"Let's go."
Shen Yi pulled the reins and rode the horse into the city.
He just wanted to try before. The Yin Shen was his own, but under the control of Qinghua, whether he could capture the demon's longevity.
[Behead the leopard in the Dan Bao realm, have a total lifespan of 8,700 years, and have a remaining lifespan of 2,900 years, and the absorption is complete]
"..."
Zhang Xuan looked at the demon horse, and the demon horse looked at Zhang Xuan, and then snorted.
When the Yin Shen leaves the body, he becomes a real martial arts immortal.
It is consistent with his status as a disciple of the martial arts temple.
The problem is, it's not like he has never seen Wu Xian before. How can he be so vigorous and resolute without the power of incense and aspiration?
From the time Master Shen closed his eyes until the sword came back, the total time did not exceed sixty breaths.
Except for the time on the road, that means the leopard demon didn't even survive a single move?!
"Master Shen, wait for your humble position!"
After a moment's hesitation, Zhang Xuan realized that the other party was gone and quickly got on his horse to chase after him.
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Chapter completed!