Douluo's white blood Yihou

Chapter 326 Death of Bai Ye

Everyone looked up and saw King Balak slowly walking up the city wall surrounded by everyone.

"Boom"

Immediately afterwards, only a bang was heard, and the gate of Barak City was slowly pushed open.

A minister in court uniform came out with an attendant. The minister held a jade square plate in his hands, with a lot of miscellaneous things on it.

Seeing this, Bai Ye gave Bai Jiajun a signal and let them in.

"Why did your king ask you to come here?"

Bai Ye sat on the horse and asked condescendingly.

The minister handed the thing in his hand to the attendant, then took out a letter of surrender and handed it to Bai Ye respectfully.

"This is a letter of surrender from our king. The jade plate also contains the city's seal, household registration book, tax book, and official list. My king and all the ministers have decided to surrender to your Kaicheng. I only hope that you can enter After the city of Barak, be kind to the people here.”

The minister looked a little embarrassed. After all, no one would be happy about such a disgraceful thing as surrender.

Bai Ye slowly closed the letter of surrender, looked the messenger up and down, sneered and asked, "Which minister are you?"

"I am Gu Lin, the Prime Minister of the DPRK."

The minister hurriedly replied.

At this time, Soul Map opened a drawing with images of all the powerful figures in Barak City.After comparing back and forth, he nodded and said, "Yes, this man is indeed the prime minister of the Balak Kingdom."

Bai Ye hummed slightly, raised his eyebrows, then looked to the left and right, and asked, "What do you think?"

Things were a bit sudden. There was no detailed work from Snow Clothes Castle in Barak City, so he couldn't be sure whether it was true or not.

Hun Tu looked back and forth at the city gate, paying no attention to everyone's expressions. After thinking again and again, he finally said: "Half truth and half lie. If Elder Bai Ye is really worried, we can take a small number of people in to take a look first. "

"Indeed, the Marquis has said before that Wuhun Palace and Xingluo Empire will not hinder us. The Qibao Glazed Sect and the Blue Lightning Overlord Family are temporarily on friendly terms with us, and the Haotian Sect has also been closed to the public. So let's put it this way After coming down, there are not many other titled Douluo. Even if there is an ambush in the city, the strength of the two elders can still escape unscathed." Feng Xiaotian analyzed.

Bai Ye kept nodding his head when he heard this. He thought so too and gave the Balak Kingdom a chance.

In the end, Bai Ye and Hun Tu led only Feng Xiaotian and the others, as well as five hundred white-armored troops, following Prime Minister Gu Lin and marching towards the city gate in a mighty manner.

Seeing this scene, King Balak Kundla on the tower lowered his head slightly and showed a strange smile from an angle that no one could see.

Bai Ye led everyone into the city gate, and when they were halfway there, suddenly, he and Hun Tu heard a series of clanging sounds coming from the ground. Their mental strength suddenly foresaw the danger, and their expressions suddenly changed.

"There's an ambush, retreat quickly!"

"boom!"

Almost in sync with Bai Ye's voice, a cylinder about a foot long emerged from the ground. A golden lotus rose from the cylinder, and a strange red color burst out instantly.

Ding——, the explosion sound was clear and moving, like the sound produced when gold and jade collide, but Bai Ye was shocked all over.

From this little thing, he felt a sense of crisis.

When the lotus flower fully bloomed, countless long dark silver needles shot out.

All this happened in the blink of an eye. The city gate was not narrow, but it was too much for more than 500 people to pour in all at once, crowding each other.

Hun Tu and Bai Ye can withdraw immediately, but Huo Wu and the others are still here. This is the future of Xueyi Castle.

"Swipe!"

These dark silver long needles were extremely powerful and extremely penetrating. Countless white-armored soldiers were knocked down like candied haws on a stick, unable to react at all.

"Be careful, these silver needles can penetrate the body's protective aura."

Bai Ye stood in the front and roared to remind everyone. He was keenly aware that even ordinary soul masters below level 80 could not resist this silver needle.

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Ye's peripheral vision saw that the few people with low soul power in Xue Wu could no longer withstand it. Gritting his teeth, he and Hun Tu expanded the range of the Gang Qi to a radius of 20 meters. Cover everyone.

However, the consequence of this is that the defense power of Gang Qi is reduced.

"Whoa!"

The two silver needles pierced the Gang Qi mask, and because Bai Ye was at the front, they passed directly through his abdomen.

"Elder Bai Ye, are you okay?"

Fortunately, this attack wave only lasted about five seconds. After it ended, Shui Bing'er, who was nearest to the side, hurried over to help Bai Ye.

Shui Bing'er looked at Bai Ye's face that was slowly turning blue, and then looked at the wound on his abdomen. The blood flowing out was actually purple.

"No, the silver needle is poisonous."

Bai Yeqiang supported his body and said with blood in his mouth: "Quick, get out of here."

"Where to go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in black robe jumped down from the city gate.

In mid-air, the rotating body of the black-robed man stopped suddenly, looking extremely weird.

But the moment he stopped, a string of nine red lights was thrown out of his hand at the same time, like nine oval leaves.

The nine red lights hit only two targets, Bai Ye and Shui Bing'er who were closest to the man in black.

Bai Ye's eyes were a little dull. From these nine blood-red leaves, he felt the crisis of death. His eyes were filled with unwilling light. He pushed Shui Bing'er far away with a strong right hand.

At this critical moment, he left the chance of survival to the future of Snow Clothes Castle.

Amidst nine violent roars in succession, a huge hole was blown out of Bai Ye's chest. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and his body was also knocked backward.

"Elder Baiye!!"

Seeing Bai Ye's miserable state, Hun Tu was shocked by the power of the attack and glared at the man in black robes.

In his perception, the soul power of this black-robed man was only around level 68.

After the man in black robe emitted these nine rays of red light, his body shook violently in the air and barely landed on the ground. His legs and feet suddenly felt weak.

"No, my soul power has been exhausted. As expected, using this move is still too much of a load on my body." The man in black robe secretly said.

His whole body was so weak now that he could no longer exert any strength.

"You die for me!"

Huntu also saw that the man in black robe was weak, and angrily slapped him in the face, vowing to kill this man.

Just when the palm wind was about to hit, another black shadow fell from the sky. He hurriedly sent out a palm, and was instantly forced back several steps by the aftermath of the explosion.

"Come with me."

The stronger black shadow that followed was not willing to fight. He grabbed the man in black robe and flew away.

Huntu wanted to pursue him, but the current situation did not allow him to do so.

"Take Elder Bai Ye and go back quickly!" Hun Tu said hurriedly.

We must not stop here even for a second!

"No, elder." Huo Wu pointed at the city gate sealed by piles of rocks and shouted.

"This must be a trick set by King Balak, get out of my way!"

Hun Tufei also seemed to have come to the front. He charged up his palms and shot out, creating an opening in the upper right corner.

"You guys rush out first, I'll be behind."

The flying rocks continued to fall, but under the cover of the soul map, Huo Wu and the others escaped with dozens of surviving white-armored troops.

Behind them, they could vaguely hear Kundera's wanton laughter.

At the gate of the city, there were hundreds of white-armored corpses lying there. As for Prime Minister Gu Lin, he was also shot into a sieve. Perhaps he never thought until his death that Kundera would use him as bait.

(End of this chapter)