The butcher's body is already tall, and the attributes of the body have been improved. All form skills can be used.

I brought Olein's pig head hood. Regardless of the terrain and the situation of the opponent, the butcher form now should be when Jiang Ye is the strongest. Some skills can only be effective when they transform into the butcher form.

For example, the tyrannical butcher knife in the form of a butcher, uses butcher knife skills to cause more damage to the enemy and suppress the opponent's repair.

With the bloody pig head, Jiang Ye's height has reached about two meters and three meters, with a body of flesh. His skin is abnormally scarlet, and there are scarlet nails pierced in flesh and blood on his shoulders. The nails are surrounded by dark red blood clots.

Lift up the serrated butcher knife in his hand. The butcher knife is one meter and two meters overall, and the width of the knife surface is at least thirty centimeters. It feels heavy when holding it in his hand, which is very important.

There are black and dirty things on the handle of the butcher knife and the knife surface.

Perhaps the serrations on the back of the knife were sharp, but they were obviously dull. The black flesh and blood residue was stuck together, and the scarlet blood spots gradually changed color.

Heavy rubber shoes were walking on the corpse, surrounded by bloody aprons. Now Jiang Ye is a pig-headed butcher, the thing that could feel violent in his face as soon as he glanced at him.

Jiang Ye moved very quickly, and his scarlet eyes emitted a faint red light.

Jiang Ye looked down at himself. He had never felt comfortable like he was now. The pig's head on his body was like a layer of breathable skin that wrapped him up.

Jiang Ye clenched the serrated butcher knife in his hand and murmured in his heart: "Manke O'Lian? Maybe we will meet again."

...

"Five seconds real man lv1."

The Ghost King of Ghosts for some reason, he always felt that the person in black armor in front of him was very annoying, so annoying that he forgot the scar on his left face. He was already disgusted as if he had eaten a wriggling bug, squirming in his throat, making him feel vomiting.

"Take a life!"

The Ghost King of Gungmeng suddenly opened his arms, and a white shadow with his back facing everyone appeared behind him. The shadow covered his hair and could not tell whether it was a front or a reverse.

Accompanied by the actions of the Ghost King, the shadows broke into pieces. Each small shadow turned into a pale-faced ghost staring at Fei Xiong. In an instant, he had already arrived in front of Fei Xiong, stretched out his arm, as if he wanted to strangle him to death.

The flying bear riding the thunder roar was like a fierce general. The long halberd in his hand suddenly turned into a huge shield. The white shadow disappeared when it hit, but the flying bear's face also turned pale, and a woman with her back was reflected in her black pupils.

The woman walked over with her back, and Fei Xiong looked at it. It was the woman's back, without charm or grace. After that, it was hard and stiff, and the black strangled hair was scattered on the woman's shoulders.

The other party stood there, but Feixiong would get closer and closer to him in just blinking.

The woman's feet are aimed at the outside with her toes and her heels are aimed at the flying bear.

Feixiong didn't want to blink, but he couldn't control the fear in his heart. The fear would be nervous, and the nervousness would be blinking, and the woman on his back would get closer and closer to him.

Until the other party's black head was pressed in front of him, it seemed to have been pressed in front of his nose.

The black strands of hair were swaying in front of Fei Xiong's eyes, and he could ask for a faint smell of stench, a corpse smell.

Feixiong thought that the ghost army who faced this kind of existence would not experience such terrifying things, but obviously he was wrong. Ghost is ghost, synonymous with terror.

Feixiong felt something hidden behind the strangled hair. Perhaps because it was not clear, Feixiong wanted to take a closer look.

A dead face suddenly appeared.

It was a woman's face, she found her head hiding in her shattered head, scarlet blood flowing out of her eye sockets.

Fei Xiong's throat moved slightly, and the cold sweat on his forehead dripped off. His already pale face suddenly became bloodless. His palm was tightly pinching the shield. Because he used too much force, he could even see the white joints.

He saw it very clearly that the woman clearly pointed her heel at him, but what was hidden in her hair was the woman's face, which means that the other party was actually hiding in her hair and staring at him with ghost eyes.

"Puff!" Fei Xiong immediately bit his tongue to pieces, and a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue squirted on the female ghost's face.

A shrill scream rang out, and the woman in front of him suddenly turned into a pool of pus.

"Bang." The fist of the Ghost King of Ghost fell on his shield, and the shield was immediately sunk and even reversed to Feixiong.

"Puff!" Another mouthful of blood, but this time it was not what Fei Xiong wanted to vomit, but was beaten to vomit blood. At the same time, Fei Xiong's eyes also showed a look of horror: "How could this ghost be so strong?"

Although Hyacinth shot knocked out half of the face of the Ghost King Gunmeng, the one did not hurt his strength at all.

"Firepower suppression." Sun Dasheng screamed strangely, holding the black Gatlin in his hand.

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The little ghosts jumped out of the black skeleton. They burst out from Gatlin excitedly and climbed onto the monkey-faced mask Sun Dasheng.

The little ghost is very small, only as big as a fist, but the little ghost is actually gnawing on his flesh and blood. Although the speed is very slow, it is even more terrifying than being cut into pieces.

"Three fragrant flowers gather together, please support me."

The way back was a man who was not good at speaking. He didn't speak much normally. He took out three incense sticks from his backpack and activated his skills.

"Please God?" The Ghost King of Gungmeng was a little interested in the way back, but the other party still had the look of disdain on his face: "With your Taoism, can you still invite the righteous gods in the sky? They are just lonely ghosts and homeless immortals."

"I will destroy your backer first."

"Die to the Lone!"

The battlefield situation was already in full swing, but the players gradually fell into a disadvantage. The seven of them were inadequate in terms of cooperation. Even though they were all players of good level, the Ghost King was stronger.

In just a moment, not only did he lose the backer he invited to return, but he also beat the assassin-type ghost Wu and Xie Yue Zhengsu to his body.

Feixiong could not hold back the output of the Ghost King, and Sun Dasheng's output needed to rest. Otherwise, before he could beat the Ghost King to death, he would be bitten to death by the little ghost running out of his weapon.

After the Ghost King was prepared for defense, Hyacinth's spiritual heavy artillery could only hit one of three shots. Although it delayed the Ghost King's offensive, it did not harm the Ghost King.

As for Lu Shisan, he is a battlefield assistant and his combat ability is the weakest among the seven people.

"The boss's strength has been half weakened, butcher, it's time for us to take action." The old man smoking a dry tobacco stood up, and beside him was a big man wearing a hockey mask and a butcher knife.

"I can't wait." The butcher laughed, stood up and rushed to the battlefield with the old man.

"Is that also a monster produced in the plot dungeon?" Seeing Jiang Ye rushing towards Xie Yue Zhengsu, he showed a look of surprise. He felt that such a thing should not appear in this kind of battlefield, and it seemed that it was out of place with the entire battlefield.

"What?"

"Look at that thing." Lu Shisan, who was paying attention to the battle situation, showed a look of surprise on his face. He pointed his finger at Jiang Ye's direction.

The things that appeared in his vision were so amazing that there was an abnormal feeling that the pig-headed butcher appeared on the ancient battlefield.

"Player, or ghost?" The way back home, who was vomiting blood, glanced at Jiang Ye and said in surprise.

"It should be a player. Such things should not appear in this kind of battlefield." Fei Xiong shook his head and stood up with his shield. He needed to resist the Ghost King and could not fall yet.

The Ghost King did not get any advantage at all. Most of the crown on the Ghost King's head was broken, making the Ghost King's disheveled hair and the human skin on his body shattered in the bombardment of the players, revealing the rotten body inside.

Jiang Ye walked past the way home, and without even looking at the way home, he walked straight past.

After passing the player, Jiang Ye finally walked to the front of the Ghost King.

"What are you?" The Ghost King Ghost looked at Jiang Ye less than ten meters away from him, and even the attack in his hand stopped. The thing in front of him was a bit strange, and he couldn't tell what it was.

Jiang Ye didn't say a word, and suddenly rushed out. His strong body made a loud noise whenever he fell to the ground. The dust on the ground splashed, and the broken arms of the remaining limbs and broken arms of the ghosts were trampled by Jiang Ye, and his forehead was overflowing with anger.

Jiang Ye had already appeared in front of the Ghost King's Ghost King, and the butcher knife in his hand rushed straight to the Ghost King's neck. Jiang Ye's scarlet ghost eyes were extremely crazy about to overflow.

"Eye of Evil Spirit, Aura of Fear."

The silent opening was opened. Jiang Ye in the butcher state did not like to talk, he liked this silent horror even more.

【Judgement failed…】

Jiang Ye was not surprised, "After all, it is not a form with wisdom attributes, and it is understandable that the judgment failed."

Even if the copy in front of you is just a copy of a level 30 player, the ghosts inside will live for a long time after all, and it is understandable that the wisdom attributes can surpass Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye turned on the fear aura to clear the field. At least he should keep the guards active around the Ghost King away from him. Of course, it is also great that players can stay away.

Jiang Ye is confident that he will eat the current state of the Ghost King.

The Ghost King Gunmian was not afraid at all. He even just dodged a little, and then his sharp ghost nails stabbed into Jiang Ye's chest like a knife.

The victory smile on the face of the Ghost King Gunmeng was revealed.

But then he turned into a look of surprise. He thought he would easily break the belly of the thing in front of him and even dig out the internal organs, but he found that he could not make any progress.

Jiang Ye's defense has long been greatly improved. When he is in a human form, he can withstand a palm and his skull is broken. Now, in a butcher form, he can even resist one blow and slightly injured and counterattack.

"Thorn." Jiang Ye tore open the arm blocked by the Ghost King with a knife. The black bones in the arm could be seen in the blood and blood, and even the bones had very shallow marks.

"Ah." The Ghost King of Gungmi turned his palm into a fist and punched Jiang Ye's head. Jiang Ye's head fell aside in an abnormal position, and then moved back.

Jiang Ye was not defending, and let the Ghost King attack him. Blood gushed out of his pig's head, mouth and nose, and countless scars on his body. Even the Ghost King always attacked Jiang Ye's chest. Even though the butcher's form had a stronger defense than the human form, the Ghost King still split Jiang Ye's chest with continuous attacks.

The Ghost King and the Pig-Head Butcher were like two violent beasts, biting, beating, and punching the flesh. The sound of bones on their bodies was like firecrackers, but neither of them stopped.

Jiang Ye attacked frantically, whether it was vomiting blood, broken bones or bloody flesh. As long as he could still do things, his broken chest could even see the beating heart, colorful intestines, and the steaming heat inside.

Jiang Ye widened his eyes, and the blood on his forehead had already stained his eyes, turning blood-red in front of him, but there was a crazy smile on his face.

The Ghost King of Gundam showed a look of horror. He had already discovered that the thing in front of him was a complete madman. He was simply a suicide attack. And the more this happened, the Gundam King of Gundam King of Gundam found that he seemed to be gradually suppressed.

"This is..." The players around looked at everything in amazement.

Lu Shisan's open mouth could even put it in his fist. He was so surprised that this terrifying and bloody battle was simply a feast, but he couldn't eat it, especially when he saw the heart beating in the pig-headed butcher's chest, he felt chill.

"Is that really a player?" Lu Shisan asked such a question.

"Yes, is he really a player?"

"My trough, this is too crazy." Sun Dasheng, with the monkey-faced mask, sweared in surprise. He thought he was already a real man. After all, there would be a little ghost in his weapon to eat it first, but it would be like dragging his intestines to fight...

Everyone seemed to be uncertain about the conclusion at the beginning. The wild fighting style, the battle between fist and flesh. If they had told them before that a player could fight against the Ghost King, they would definitely think this person was crazy, but now...

The Ghost King's eyes showed fear. There were so many players around him who were eyeing him. He didn't want to fight with this ghost anymore. This thing was not only rough and thick, but also caused great damage to him. Even his recovery ability was suppressed. He smelled death.

Jiang Ye felt that his sword swing speed was slower, his body was slower, and his thinking ability slowed down. As the Ghost King and Jiang Ye separated, Jiang Ye was gasping heavily, not because he needed to breathe, but because it hurt too much.

The severe pain caused Jiang Ye to kneel on the ground in the middle of the day. The violence in his eyes seemed to be ignited. His mouth was unconsciously opened, and saliva and blood flowed out along the pig's head.

"You should write more about you who helped us make the Ghost King like this. You can go on. Of course, if you still have resurrection events, you might see you again in the future."

"I'll introduce myself. My name is 'Butterfight' Level 32." The big man wearing a hockey mask and an apron showed his white teeth.

Hearing the word "butcher", Jiang Ye's huge body moved, but he still lowered his head, saying in a voice that could not be heard by a man or a woman, as if a ghost was roaring: "You deserve to be called 'butcher'."

"He is the butcher."

Fei Xiong was stunned for a moment. He was not a fool either. Jiang Ye once told them his player nickname.
Chapter completed!