Chapter 654: Even slapping, you are human

Who will believe this word?
The dignified Duke-level blood race, the fierce French blood was slapped.
This has not happened in France or even in European history.
"My God, slapped him!"
"Is Jiang Taichu's strength so terrible?"
Outside, many dark powerhouses who watched the battle turned wild, and their hearts were trembling with shock.
Only when they reach this level will they understand what Jiang Tian's play means!
This shows that in the battle with Battle, Jiang Tian completely occupied the dominant position, completely suppressing Battle's terrorist power and many blood race secret methods, so that he did not have the slightest resistance to resist or even dodge.
Otherwise, if you want to slap others, how is it possible!
This is not a street fight, but a life-and-death battle that ruins the world!
Not only is Bartel strong, but he is also extremely proud, and was slap-slapped in public. Where can I stand?
If the rumors go out, he will become the laughingstock of the dark world, unable to lift his head for a lifetime.
For a moment, Butler's eyes were red, and his anger almost blew his chest.
His teeth were clear, his blue blood vessels flew, and he shouted, "I want you--"
Snapped!
Jiang Tian slaps again, hits Bartel with a stature, and almost falls to the ground.
"It's pretty fancy, heroic in a rooster costume? Is it a wedding emcee? It's all human beings!"
Bartle was beaten with Venus, bleeding from his mouth, and his cheeks broken.
But he was shocked to find out that in front of Jiang Tian, ​​his various blood clans could not be cast at all.
He was completely imprisoned, like an ordinary man, with no power to fight back.
Butler couldn't help horrifying, he hadn't responded yet, and another slap in the face.
"So handsome, show me handsome!" Jiang Tian slapped again.
"You can't slap me!" Butler burst into tears.
"Just hit your face! Who makes you handsomer than me!"
Jiang Tian slapped again, slapping Bartle's fangs.
"Blood God, huh, you deserve to be called" God "! You show me God!"
Snapped!
Jiang Tian grinned and slapped another, and Bartle's nostrils bleed.
Everyone was stunned, and Bartel was stunned, turning in circles, dizzy.
Nathan felt that everything in front of him was like a nightmare, very unreal.
This is incredible!
The Duke Dangdang Black, in front of Jiang Taichu, turned out to be an ordinary person without the power of a chicken, and was slammed by Jiang Taichu with a slap in the east!
"Aren't you handsome?"
Snapped!
Jiang Tian slaps down.
"Isn't that arrogant?"
Another slap!
At this time, Bartel finally reacted, and was so angry that he stood up like a hedgehog.
"Oh, Duke Black? Blood God?"
Jiang Tian was full of ridicule, and slap again.
He was too lazy to say anything, everyone knew that this was not a level of crushing at all.
Barth Duke, the dignified black, was beaten like a dog, without the slightest effort to fight back.
In front of Jiang Tian, ​​he said nothing to fight back, even without dignity.
Snapped!
The final slap was almost as powerful as the destruction of the world.
Butler flew tens of meters away as if whirled by a whip, and smashed into the ruins of the castle with a grey face.
It took a long time for Bart, the Black Duke to crawl out, and growled in anger: "Tang Jiang, you completely anger me!"
"Today, even if I abandon the blood of three hundred years, I will break you to pieces!"
Butler was so angry that his eyes were red.
Even when facing the Holy See, the Temple of the Gods, and the tens of thousands of European troops, he could calmly cope and escape.
Today, Jiang Tian was so slap-slapped by himself that he was so angry that he wanted to cry.
"Blood fire!"
Butler roared.
The whole body's essence and blood were burned, turned into a pillar of sky fire, and emptied.
"Battle, you are too risky!"
Dracula's face changed, exclaiming, trying to stop it.
This "bloom and fire" is a trick of Battle.
Burn the essence of life and get ten times more powerful than the original, but once this trick is used, it is also equivalent to his half life lost.
This is a desperate move!
"Don't stop anyone. Today, I will kill this uncle!"
Butler's nails and fangs skyrocketed, his pupils shrunk to the tip of his needles, and his eyes were as if they were snake eyes.
Hey!
Two spur-filled wings, like bats, broke through clothing and emerged from the back, about ten meters long.
His body was full of blood, as the tide surged, a fierce fierce breath came into the sky.
The momentum composed of blood, belching, and murderous gas rushed into the sky, as if a cannonball blasted a cloud of mushrooms.
auzw.com Jiang Tian is so humiliated today. If he doesn't kill Jiang Tian, ​​he won't be able to clean up this humiliation.
Suddenly, between heaven and earth, dark clouds rolled and covered the sky, and blood was permeated. As if boiling, red light filled every inch of space, as if any taboo power had been triggered.
"I like a warrior with a heart, but I will never let him expire!"
"Warrior, I will devour you in one sip! Taste your delicious sweet blood carefully!"
Bartle showed his fangs, waved the cloak, raised his hand and volleyed towards Jiang Tian.
With his words came to an end.
The blood between heaven and earth suddenly converged and turned into an extremely viscous, black mist like vinyl, entangled toward Jiang Tian.
This black mist is about 50 meters long, sticky, smooth, and soft, without overflowing at all, sometimes like an octopus, sometimes like a python, and it changes instantly, showing a wonderful and gloomy beauty.
laugh!
Where the black mist passed, the plants withered, the birds fell to the ground, the wild cat stiffened, and in the blink of an eye it turned into bone and fly ash, and all vitality was deprived.
Even the Luo family children who were hundreds of meters away from the black mist died instantly and fell to the ground on their backs.
"Dark Death Curse! Get back!"
Seeing this scene, many of the strong men who watched the game were astonished, as if the mouse exclaimed when they saw the cat.
It is one of the ten most powerful curses in the European vampire world.
It is rumored that this terrible curse was personally imparted to Battle by Cain, the first vampire and the strongest blood ancestor.
Bartle had cursed this. During the British-French war, he had killed 10,000 British troops in a single word, so that they all got the Black Death and died in pain and struggle.
"The handsome guy will definitely win!"
Annalian's eyes were excited, maybe Martell would come back this time, not necessarily.
"I used this curse to kill 37,000 people in one word!"
"Today, I will use your blood to grow my black curse!"
Butler's momentum skyrocketed, and his hands continued to wave, and the power of the curse even split the dark clouds in the sky.
"This curse is big and improper! Trash!"
Jiang Tian dismissed a smile and shook his head gently.
"You're dying, you're still talking hard!"
Bartle growled angrily, pinching his fingers in his hands, and slumping his right foot.
boom!
There was a large deep pit in the ground, and the tremor was as violent as an earthquake, and his mana was triggered to the extreme.
Bang!
Roar!
The black curse is constantly changing, sometimes like a skull, tilting the molars to press and chew wildly.
From time to time, like a demon with horns, his roar moved the sky, dancing steel forks, sweeping in all directions.
That black curse of black death completely wrapped Jiang Tian, ​​constantly pulling and rotating.
Huh!
Several villas were crushed into black powder by the curse of black death, mountains were razed to the ground, and trees and stones were flying around.
The transformation of spiritual power, interference with reality, and possessing such a powerful power, are already shocking.
What's more, this is the most vicious curse in the world, and a drop can kill a master of the realm.
"My seven hundred years of blood and the black curse formed by the death of the Chinese goddess have to die here!"
Bartle was so tired that he squirted the bleeding arrows together, dripping down, making his face even more horrible.
But he smiled triumphantly, with a crazy taste:
"Jiang Taichu, let you know how to master the world and let you be the first master of Huaxia, you also have to die!"
He now burns the essence of blood, increases his combat power ten times, and condenses the black death curse. He is confident that even if the Eastern King of the West is here, he can erase it.
"You dare to offend the authority of Earl Black and challenge the dignity of the blood of France, but death!"
His words have just fallen.
Just listening to a faint voice from the power of the curse of vinyl, "Is it enough?"
This voice made everyone's smile gradually blooming, and instantly stiffened to his face, and he couldn't laugh anymore.
This voice was a little ironic, a little cold, and a little impatient, as if an adult saw a bear child.
Afterwards, everyone suddenly saw Jiang Tian emerge from the group of vinyl curses, innocuous and relaxed.
The next moment, Jiang Tian stepped into the air one step away, straddling hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, and came to Butler in front of him, again with a big ear scraper covering his face.
boom!
Butler was beaten to the ground.
His head smashed the marble floor into a deep hole, and his body fell into it.
Jiang Tian walked to the edge of the deep pit, overlooking Battle, and said, "This is your trick?"
Bartle's head shattered in half of his head, but reunited under the bloodline secret.
"You don't even qualify me to make a point!"
Jiang Tian's words seemed as if a heavy hammer banged on Butler's chest, as if countless slaps were continuously drawn on his face.
"what did you say?"
At this time, he gritted his teeth, his face full of anger and unwillingness, and then gradually turned into endless shock and fear.
"I said that a force like you doesn't even qualify me to move!"
"Just like your level and combat power, but also want to bless the Rothschild family, and also want to punish me? You are too arrogant and narcissistic! Are you troublesome?"
Jiang Tianman was mockingly authentic.
"You! I want to kill you!"
Bartle was red-eared and humiliated, struggling, and growling angrily.
"Really? Repent!"
Jiang Tian sneered, raised his right hand, and then patted it like a fly.
Boom!
A ten-meter-long giant palm with an endless pattern of engravings smashed down like the palm of a giant spirit god.