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Chapter four hundred and thirtieth hit you a full head bag

Chapter 430: Beat you

Zhuo Buqun grabbed a jade talisman, and now he can only listen to Yan Yi's words and use the jade talisman to kill the Star Soul Magician.

"Young Master Changsun said, "You can't die too easily, I dare not disobey it, so I will let you die slowly. My star soul is Tian Fei, and you can control plagues and diseases, and you can enjoy it slowly!"

The thin middle-aged man showed a cruel smile, his hands constantly changed his handprints, and a strange sound was made from his mouth.

The originally extremely blurred starry sky above Zhuo Buqun suddenly became clear, with more than a dozen stars emitting a yellow and bleak light, and an extremely evil aura descending.

Zhuo Buqun is in a space, filled with a strange power that can bring about plague and disease.

Zhuo Buqun felt as if he was sick, dizzy, his legs were weak, his breath of life quickly passed, and a layer of nausea pustules appeared on his skin, an evil force of disease penetrated into his body and spread.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man’s smile became brighter and his eyes became colder.

"This person is a Star Soul Magician, Master Zhuo is in danger!" Yan Yi's expression changed drastically, and he was ready to rescue him at any time.

"Star Soul Magi? What is that?"

Yan Yi's explanation made Yuan Luo nervous.

Changsun Qi smiled slightly, as if everything was under control.

Yuan Yingying burst into laughter, feeling extremely happy. Didn’t you let this princess fart in public? Now I am watching you die of a torture caused by the disease.

The people in the stands were numb and they would rather be killed directly than die if they suffered such pain.

"Something interesting!"

Zhuo Buqun smiled and put away the jade talisman in his hand. Now he no longer needs to use the jade talisman.

In the sea of ​​stars in the Dantian, the soul of the Vermilion Bird trembled, and the Dou Qi flowed and rushed in the body.

After encountering Dou Qi, the evil force of disease was quickly refined and dispersed like ice and snow encountered the fiery sun.

Soon, Zhuo Buqun's discomfort disappeared without a trace.

However, on the surface, he still looked cursed, his breath was depressed, and he was in a trance, and he walked towards the middle-aged man in a staggering pace.

"It's not easy to walk around, so it's better, so as not to die too quickly, and Young Master Changsun will be dissatisfied!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and the handprints in his hands changed more frequently.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Buqun, who seemed to be about to fall to the ground and die at any time, staggered over and walked to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man saw Zhuo Buqun's eyes full of mockery and disdain. He became frightened at this time, "Impossible, you are the Seven-Star Douren, how could you bear the curse of disease and epidemic that even Douzong could not bear?"

"It's very unexpected, right? Next, I will give you a bigger surprise!"

Zhuo Buqun smiled slightly, took out a hammer for refining weapons from the Starry Sky Ring, and knocked directly on the middle-aged man's forehead.

Zhuo Buqun hated the middle-aged man's evil methods very much, so he naturally would not kill him easily, so he would suffer a little first.

The Star Soul Magician can release powerful fighting skills, but he does not have any melee ability and his body is even weaker.

The curse of the middle-aged man was not threatening Zhuo Buqun at all. At this time, it was no different from ordinary people. He was hit by a hammer and a big bag immediately appeared on his forehead.

This is because Zhuo Buqun showed mercy and did not use the fighting spirit, otherwise this hammer would have to smash his head alive.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Hammer after hammer, landing on the head of the middle-aged man.

Soon, the middle-aged man's head was as big as a bear's head, and his head was covered with big bags, looking like a swallow's nest on his head.

The middle-aged man who was arrogant just now made people feel like a plague god has arrived, but he was beaten with a hammer and covered in his head. Such a huge contrast makes it difficult for people to accept.

In the stands, thousands of people turned into clay sculptures, with dull faces and wonderful expressions.

Yuan Luo was stunned, and then couldn't help but giggle.

Changsun Qi lost the calmness he had just now, with a layer of frost covering his face, and said coldly: "It's embarrassing to kill me!"

An old man next to him took out a jade slip from the starry sky ring, and the fighting spirit surged out of his hand. The jade slip melted, and a scream that was hard to hear with his ears came from it.

The middle-aged man in the battlefield also screamed and fell to the ground and died immediately.

The fighters from other surnames in the Changsun family are all controlled by the Changsun family. Once the life is broken, the master will die.

"Young Master Changsun is angry?" Zhuo Buqun said loudly below, and a sarcastic voice spread throughout the audience. "Young Master Changsun said he wanted to control my life and death fate. Now it seems that there is no hope!"

"Ant, let you be arrogant for a moment!" Changsun Qi sneered from his nostrils, stood up and walked out of the battlefield.

Zhuo Buqun shouted: "Young Master Changsun, I am willing to accept the loss. Where are the ten thousand achievements?"

"I will give you ten thousand merits. I hope you can live well. Sooner or later, I will take your life away." Changsun Qi said lightly, and then left the battlefield with his followers.

The stands exploded.

"Damn it, how could Changsun Qi have such a waste under him?"

"I was actually covered in a bag after being hammered, which really made the Changsun family look completely embarrassed!"

"Changsun Qi specially sent this person to make fun of it, right?"

"Damn it, I lost a lot!"

Yuan Yingying, the eldest lady of the Wei family, and the children of the aristocratic family who bet heavily on the bet Zhuo Buqun lost, were all very angry. Losing money was small, and losing face was big.

Yuan Luo made another big profit, and what was even more relieved was that Changsun Qi was defeated again. Her mood was naturally very good. Until Zhuo Buqun came up, her mouth could not be closed.

This time, Zhuo Buqun won more than 5 billion low-grade star stones, and such a huge sum of money is enough to match the entire wealth of a miserable family.

In addition to Yuanluo's winnings, no matter how rich and powerful the Yinyue Grand Gambling House is, no matter how strong the backers are, they can't even bring out so many star stones at once.

However, the princess's account must not be lost. The gambling house had no choice but to make a promise to convert elixirs, treasures and other resources, so that Zhuo Buqun and Yuanluo would go to the commercial building under the name of the lord's mansion in the market tomorrow to collect it.

Under the attention of everyone, Zhuo Buqun rode the wild bear and left the gambling house.

"This little thief, this county mainly lets him die!"

Princess Yuan Yingying lost a lot of Star Stone, so she naturally didn't feel very good. She looked at Zhuo Buqun's back and gritted her teeth.

"Princess, the Wei family has a way to let this person die, but there may be some troubles..." The eldest lady of the Wei family came to her and said with a smile.

"As long as you can kill that kid, if something happens, I will take care of your Wei family for you, and I will also give you unimaginable benefits to your Wei family!" Yuan Yingying said hatefully.

"From the future, the Wei family will be protected by the princess!" The eldest lady of the Wei family was immediately overjoyed.

Last time, he sent a dead soldier to kill Zhuo Buqun, but he lost one dead soldier in vain, but Zhuo Buqun was safe and sound.

This time, with the support of the princess, killing Zhuo Buqun can not only relieve his anger, but also get huge benefits. How can the eldest lady of the Wei family not be ecstatic?

Zhuo Buqun returned to the Baoxing Pavilion Master Tower, took out the Vermilion Bird Order, and his consciousness entered the Vermilion Bird Illusion Realm.

Braider's figure quickly transformed, "Sir, you are here!"

"Help me check how many merits are there now."

Zhuo Buqun asked Pian'er to check it out, and sure enough, he had ten thousand more merit points in his name.
Chapter completed!
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