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Chapter 433 Su Bai returns!

The reason why Tarot, the God of Death in the Western world, is so famous is that, in addition to his ability to disguise himself, which is difficult to distinguish, the most frightening thing is his powerful and strange mental power.

Mental power is famous for being weird and deadly. Unknowingly, you may be guided or even hypnotized by mental masters. At the same time, people with strong mental power will naturally have a strange charm lingering on them, relying on their handsome appearance. , identity and special abilities, Tarot has been played by many noble ladies and celebrities from big families in the Western world.

As a spiritual master, although his actual frontal combat strength is not high, his strange and powerful mental power has made his reputation not inferior to those of the top powerhouses, and even better than the hidden ace killer Sabretooth Tiger Moss Even better!

These are also what he relies on to deal with Su Bai.

Nowadays, it is definitely easy to deal with a Chinese boy who has not even entered the sub-god realm.

In fact, facing Tarot's spiritual attack, Tang Qiubai really had no power to fight back. Although the Qingyuan Sword Technique he practiced was very powerful, his strength was far different from Tarot after all. Even if he had the Qingyuan Sword Technique, The blessing is hard to resist.

"you dare!"

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Tianhu was extremely angry. While roaring, the real energy in his body was violent to the extreme. A blue sword energy storm formed directly behind him, and he rushed towards Tarot in a mad manner!

"die!"

Boom boom boom!

Countless rays of transparent sword energy, controlled by Zhuo Tianhu, instantly submerged Tarot's body.

"Give up, there's nothing you can do about me!"

A chuckle came, and Tarot's figure appeared directly behind Zhuo Tianhu, and beside him, the pale Tang Qiubai stood there with dull eyes, as if he had lost his mind.

"W-what did you do to him?"

Zhuo Tianhu's face was extremely ugly, and he stared at Tang Qiubai, his eyes full of frustration.

The opponent's movements are so weird that even if he manipulates the formation, it will be difficult to cause any harm to him.

"he?"

Tarot smiled lightly and said: "He has become my loyal servant now!"

"Not only him!" Tarot looked at Zhuo Tianhu with a bright smile and said with great confidence: "All of you will become my servants, including that Su Bai!"

"presumptuous!"

"How can you insult Master's name at will?"

Behind Zhuo Tianhu, a huge blue sword energy steamed up. The terrifying sword energy seemed to be able to tear the sky apart, making the entire formation space seem to tremble.

At this moment, Zhuo Tianhu had veins popping out on his forehead. It would be very difficult for him to control this giant sword with his strength.

"give up!"

"You are no match for me!"

Tarot's eyes turned completely black again, like two black holes.

Zhuo Tianhu's eyes instantly glazed over, and the huge blue sword above his head began to tremble, as if it was about to disintegrate.

But at this moment, Zhuo Tianhu suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood. His face suddenly turned pale, but he roared crazily.

"Get out of here!"

"Huh?"

Death God Tarot glanced at Zhuo Tianhu, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "You can actually break free from my 'mind-binding technique', and your mind is firm! Yes, you surprised me a little. Kneel down and be my servant, I can forgive you. Your life!"

"Fuck you, go to hell!"

Zhuo Tianhu's face turned red, the veins on his forehead popped out, and his face was extremely ferocious. He seemed to be suffering from pain in his mind. He gritted his teeth and cursed, his fist seal was like lightning, and he suddenly shot out an astonishing green light, and smashed it towards Tarot with a roar.

Down.

“If you don’t eat the toast, you’ll be fined with alcohol!”

Tarot's eyes were cold, looking at Zhuo Tianhu as if he were looking at a dead person, "In that case, you can die!"

Buzz!

The void suddenly trembled, and in Tarot's eyes, black light suddenly surged. In an instant, two jet-black light blades crossed out, indescribably fast, as if they transcended the limitations of space, and struck directly on Zhuo Tianhu's head as if teleporting.

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"An overestimating ant!"

After doing all this, Tarot looked at Zhuo Tianhu, who was frozen in mid-air with a dull look on his face, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

In his opinion, although Zhuo Tianhu's strength is good, his mental power is far behind him. In addition, his body skills are extremely fast, and the opponent can't get close to him at all.

He will definitely die under his beheading!"

But the next moment.

The scene he imagined did not happen.

Zhuo Tianhu, who should have been completely extinguished, suddenly became excited for some reason.

His mental strength is not damaged at all!

"How can this be?"

Tarot's pupils shrank slightly, "The only explanation is that someone saved him!"

But under his divine will, no one can save people silently. Who is it?

next moment.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

The dark night seemed to have been lifted open, and a young man in black, with a green light under his feet, was slowly approaching.

His expression was indifferent, there was green light surging in his eyes, and there seemed to be thunder and lightning traveling around him. Although he did not burst out with momentum, the moment he appeared, he was like the master of the entire world, suppressing the entire world with great oppression.

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Powerful, domineering, terrifying!

This was Tarot's first impression when he saw Su Bai.

"Are you the God of Death Tarot?"

Su Bai glanced at the extremely handsome blond young man in front of him, his voice was cold and without any warmth.

When his eyes glanced at Tang Qiubai, who was standing behind Tarot as if he was sluggish, there was finally a trace of anger in his eyes.

"Mental confinement?"

"You---are very good!"

Whoosh!

A dazzling cyan air blade instantly tore through the air and slashed towards Tarot, the God of Death.

This air blade was more than one foot long. Wherever it passed, the tiles on the ground were directly torn apart by the terrifying energy. The speed was so fast that Tarot had no chance to dodge and had to fight hard.

Tarot's face suddenly became serious at this moment. Without any time to think about it, his figure suddenly twisted, as if it were made of rubber. His body suddenly twisted to the left, and he escaped this terrifying air blade in a thrilling way!

"Are you Su Bai?"

"It's really powerful!"

Tarot stared at Su Bai for a few seconds, and suddenly a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Is this the right thing? Otherwise, I will beat you to death. Then wouldn't all the arrangements I made have been in vain?"

Su Bai ignored him and glanced at Zhuo Tianhu. After confirming that he was fine, he ordered: "Go wake up Lian Jinglun and leave the affairs here to me."

"Yes, Master!"

"This person's spiritual skills are very powerful, please be careful!"

Su Bai nodded: "Go!"

After doing all this, he looked at the Death Tarot and said coldly: "You should be the last of this batch of killers!"

"After killing you, I should be able to be clean for a while!"


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