Chapter 499

Playing cards in reverse is the most fatal.

Bai Jiarong thought he had seen through everything and rushed forward with hope to expose Tian Buqi's true face. He was almost scared to pee by these bastards in front of him just now.

result.

The realistic little hand slapped him in the face again.

"Pa!!"

Tian Buqi showed no mercy and directly called the strongest power after becoming a puppet king. He slapped Bai Jiarong on the face.

Very porcelain.

Bai Jiarong was directly fanned more than 30 meters away, and half of his face was fanned rotten.

This is not over, Tian Buqi waved, captured and sucked back Bai Jiarong who had not yet landed, and then slapped him hard on the other side of his face.

This time, Tian Buqi grabbed Bai Jiarong's collar in his left hand, and his right hand didn't stop. He kept popping!

"Give face, don't you want face?!"

"Pa!"

"Magic, isn't it?"

"Pa!"

"Cultivation is fake, isn't it?"

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

At first, Tian Buqi was still in the mood to complain. Later, he didn't feel very interesting, so he began to fan wildly.

If you can move your hand, you won't beep blindly.

Bai Jiarong is the king level peak. He is resistant to exercise and beating. Although Tian Buqi broke most of the bones on his face, he looked miserable. In fact, this Ya's vitality is still very tenacious.

However, Tian Buqi's hands were very black. As soon as he shot, he directly shouted Bai Jiarong's mouth, and didn't give others a chance to beg for mercy at all.

It seems that he is determined to kill Bai Jiarong and no longer return to the image of a kind, weak and deceptive honest man.

"Why?"

Bai Jiarong was completely stunned and forced. He looked at Tian Buqi like the God of heaven. He couldn't think of his sister.

"What about the promised dreamland?"

"Just now I clearly sensed that all these people have the breath fluctuation of magic array. Why do all those magic tricks become true now?"

It should have been because of the psychedelic effect of magic that Tian Buqi seemed to have the strength of the fake king in the secret realm. All this should be false. Are they deliberately bluffing?

But now, because Mao Tian doesn't have weapons, he has real king level strength?

Not only Tian Buqi, Bai Jiarong felt that the other seven people around him were the same when he was beaten and had no power to fight back. All of them had the real strength of the fake king in the secret land!

This is unscientific!

This is totally different from what he expected!

Bai Jiarong was speechless, and his heart roared with grief and anger.

If at this time he doesn't realize that he is likely to be cheated, he will really be a fool.

"Damn it! Which bastard is deliberately biting me?!"

Bai Jiarong was very upset and remorseful. He used to do the routine. Unexpectedly, he was given the reverse routine by others today!

The magic array division in the northwest guard house team deliberately revealed the fluctuation of magic, successfully misled them and underestimated the enemy, and launched an attack on Tian Buqi and others in advance. Now they are all passive and can't help themselves.

This is a trap!

If it weren't for the existence of the fluctuation of magic, no matter how stupid he is, he would never go down with a gang of eight strong men who have successfully promoted to King in the secret realm.

This is all for death!

Pop!

Bai Jiarong's eyes were beaten violently, and the severe pain went deep into the bone marrow. Now, his whole face has been blasted by Tian Buqi, and his facial features are completely gone.

"Wait! Mr. Tian, this is a misunderstanding!"

"Pa!"

"Really, I have always respected elder Tian. Just now I was just joking with elder Tian!"

"Pa!"

"Stop fighting! Mr. Tian, just listen to me. You can't do this even if you don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face!"

Bai Jiarong kept on preaching to Tian Buqi for mercy. However, Tian Buqi was always merciless when waiting for him.

Misunderstood you, Ma, misunderstood!

Do you really think I'm stupid? How could these people be joking about their killing just now?

make love!

Tian Buqi continued to fan wildly. He was about to beat Bai Jiarong's brains out. He didn't see that he wanted to swallow his breath.

The vitality of King level's peak was not blown. If Bai Jiarong's cultivation was not limited in the secret realm of martial arts, he could recover completely in seconds.

But now, being so strongly suppressed by tianbuqi, before long, no matter how powerful the vitality is, it will be consumed for a moment.

Bai Jiarong is already beginning to be afraid, because his subordinates are already dying one after another. None of these puppet kings around are good stubble. When he makes a move, it is a fatal opportunity to kill without mercy.

Just now there was a team of 23 people. In a few seconds, seven of them had died. Except for Tian Buqi, almost everyone took away a master in their team at the moment of shooting.

"We surrender!" Bai Jiarong suddenly shouted to everyone: "we are willing to give up the opportunity in the secret land, and swear to the spirit that we will never cherish hatred and recover after going out!"

"Several eldest brothers, we are all Terrans and compatriots. Why kill them all?"

Bai Jiarong was unable to break free from the shackles of Tian Buqi, so he had to fight passively and plead for mercy: "I am the king level peak, I have shed blood for the Terran, I am the Terran and the hero of the Federation! You can't do this to me!"

"And most of my disciples are half step kings and masters who make books in the Federation. They are also the future of the Terran. They keep us and do nothing harm to the Terran and the Federation!"

make love!

In response, Tian Buqi slapped continuously.

Tian Buqi seems to have a special liking for slapping people in the face. From the beginning, he basically didn't stop. He had already beaten Bai Jiarong's face and was not willing to stop to have a rest.

"I'm tired of stealing my lines!"

Tian Buqi was a little angry. He felt that Bai Jiarong was beating his old face.

After all, more than two hours ago, someone in his field said this in front of Fu Zhengqing and Qu Hongde in order to survive.

Tian Buqi even saw a funny smile on the faces of Fu Zhengqing and Qu Hongde. It's so embarrassing!

make love!

Tian Buqi fought harder and said hello to Bai Jiarong. Even if his jaw had been completely broken and his tongue had become a mass of rotten meat, he would not stop.

Let you talk!

Bai Jiarong looked confused.

What's the situation?

I have begged for mercy in such a low voice. Why did I fight harder? Is Tian Buqi an old man determined to kill people and kill them all here?

"Tian Buqi! I'm a disciple of the devil emperor. Do you really want to completely tear your face with Bai?"

Bai Jia looked fierce and asked Tian Buqi in a loud voice: "have you ever thought that if Bai died in your hands, my master would easily let you go and your Nanjiang Tian family?"

"You are bringing disaster to yourself and the family behind you!"

"Now if you stop, Bai can think that nothing has happened, just a few irrelevant disciples have died. It's not a deep hatred. After going out, everyone can still live in peace!"

"Tian Buqi, you have to think clearly. It's still time to stop now!"

With that, Bai Jiarong also shouted to Fu Zhengqing and Qu Hongde: "Fu Zhengqing! And you are the same. It's still time to stop now, otherwise your Northwest Garrison will never bear my master's anger!"

"You should think clearly. The Northwest Garrison is no better than the Tian family in Nanjiang. Once my master gets angry, you will definitely be the first to be destroyed!"

Bai Jiarong's meaning is very clear. Even if he can't persuade Tian Buqi, he should also frighten these steamed stuffed buns in the Northwest Garrison. As long as these people under him can free up their hands, Rao Shitian Buqi has become a puppet king, and he can't stand the siege of a group of Masters at the peak.

Fu Zhengqing disdained to kiss his mouth. Until this time, he still wanted to play tricks with them. Did he think they were three-year-old children?

From the very beginning, both sides have no room to ease. At this time, stop and let the tiger go back to the mountain. In the future, they will only die worse!

make love!

Tian Buqi's slap continued, the people of the demon emperor continued, and some people continued to die. The 23 people brought by Bai Jiarong had died, leaving only 12. In such a few seconds, 11 people had completely died.

"Ah!!"

Bai Jiarong is unwilling to roar. What is this for? He just wanted to bring his subordinates to play in the autumn wind and be a fisherman. Why is he now in such a situation that he has to be destroyed by the regiment?

"Ah Qiu! Ah Sheng! Don't love war. Now listen to my command and flee immediately! No matter what method you use, you must go out alive for me! Go to find the master and ask the master to avenge me!"

At the last minute, Bai Jiarong finally stopped expecting that he could escape. He was cruel. Knowing that these people wanted to leave them all and kill them, he directly ordered everyone to escape. Even if he died, he couldn't let these bastards succeed in their plan!

"Lead with blood and sacrifice with soul! Blood spirit array, get up!"

Bai Jiarong shouted, directly sacrificed most of his blood and soul, and instantly activated the blood spirit array that had just been silent.

He was under the door of Shen Tu Junfeng, the soul devouring demon emperor. Naturally, he was no stranger to the blood spirit array that Shen Tu Junfeng was most proud of. Once the array was activated, several imprisoned forces gushed out, directly imprisoning all eight puppet kings such as Tian Buqi and Fu Zhengqing.

"Go!"

Without saying a word, Bai Jiarong took advantage of the opportunity to directly rush to the sky and take the lead to escape.

Little curly and the remaining eleven companions were the same, and got up in fear.

however.

As soon as their bodies flew up more than ten meters above the ground, they felt their bodies sink and their weight increased more than a hundred times in an instant.

Whoosh.

Thirteen people, like dumplings, fell vertically from the sky to the ground one after another, stirring up a piece of dust.