Chapter 259: Zhu Zhuyun's Helplessness.

"The thief...infatuated...delusional."

At this time, the sixth elder at Dai Mubai's feet was the first to speak.

Although there are disputes within the family, the major issues are unanimous.

Someone wants to make them slaves, how is that possible.

"Is it your part to speak? Did I let you speak?"

Saying that, Dai Mubai gave a wicked smile, and poured his strength and soul power into his feet.

Just hear a bang.

The sixth elder directly turned into a blood mist.

"Sixth brother..."

"Six elders..."

"Dai Mubai, you are courting death!"

No one would have thought that Dai Mubai's attack would be so vicious.

"It's finally quiet, and now you only have three minutes to think about it. It's late, but there's no chance."

Dai Mubai said, stretched out three fingers and shook it.

"Don't take three minutes, now we want you to pay the price to take down this thief and avenge the third brother."

The fourth elder's eyes were red, and the anger in his eyes almost turned into reality.

He could not wait to tear Dai Mubai into eight pieces immediately.

"Several elders, take action together."

The Grand Duke Nether and the Great Elder looked at each other, and nodded lightly in an extremely tacit understanding.

They know a lot of secrets. Thinking about it now, there is no mistake in the information sent back before.

It was true that Dai Mubai obtained the inheritance of the Holy King.

Otherwise, how could it suddenly skyrocket so many cultivation realms, and there may even be other adventures.

But no matter what, at this moment, Dai Mubai's strength was undoubtedly formidable.

put them under a lot of pressure.

"Ha ha,

Good to come! "

He heard Dai Mubai laughing ferociously, as if the death of the sixth elder had further aroused his ferocity.

He no longer hides his strength, and the eight spirit rings slowly rhythm around him.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black....red!

"Eight-ring spirit douluo...wait...the red spirit ring...his eighth spirit ring is actually a 100,000-year spirit ring!"

"One hundred thousand year spirit ring! No wonder he was able to kill the sixth elder!"

The hearts of the many elders of the Youming clan trembled. They never thought that Dai Mubai would still have such a support.

"White Tiger Holy Sword!"

"White Tiger Sacred Armor!"

The White Tiger is the main slasher, and Dai Mubai is even more eager for unrivaled attacking power.

Therefore, combined with the divinely bestowed spirit ring bestowed by Tang San, the lethal attack and defense of Dai Mubai's Hundred Thousand Years Spirit Skill were extremely powerful.

At this time, he was dressed in heavy white armor and had a two-meter-long giant sword in his hand.

In this state alone, he can match the Nether Grand Duke or the Great Elder alone.

But don't forget that he still has the power of a holy king.

I saw that his pupils turned into different colors, blessed by the power of the Holy King.

His momentum rose again. He was no longer a powerhouse that ordinary Titled Douluo could compare to.

"A native chicken and a dog, dare to be arrogant!?"

Dai Mubai snorted coldly, not paying much attention to the two Soul Douluo-level elders who rushed over.

For him, people below the Title Douluo level are absolutely crushing.

With a flick of his wrist, a sword light more than ten meters long erupted from the White Tiger Sacred Sword.

Just a face-to-face, let the blood of the two elders splatter on the spot.

Although they are not dead.

But he was also seriously injured and was unable to fight anymore.

Immediately afterwards, amid the sound of metal clashes, the Nether Grand Duke and the Great Elder were forced to retreat.

The Grand Duke Nether's chest was stained with blood, and the elder's left arm was almost cut off.

There was a look of horror in their eyes.

Although there is a certain pre-judgment of Dai Mubai's strength.

But it was only after the real fight, that Dai Mubai's strength was known... terrifying.

"Three minutes are coming soon, and you have no chance if you don't decide. Either surrender or die. There is no other way to go."

Dai Mubai's murderous intent was cold.

If it weren't for the Nether Clan and their White Tiger Martial Soul being able to activate the martial soul fusion technique Nether White Tiger, he would be too lazy to talk nonsense.

Those who dared to resist stubbornly directly killed them.

"Delusion, I want our nether clan to surrender to you! Dreaming!"

At this moment, a ghostly shadow appeared behind Dai Mubai, a pair of sharp claws shining with cold light, and stabbed at the back of Dai Mubai's head fiercely.

This person is extremely experienced, and it is the fourth elder.

"Haha. I expected you to sneak attack."

Dai Mubai had a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

Be prepared.

The incomparably sharp White Tiger Divine Sword directly cut off the sharp claws that attacked him at a tricky angle.

With his left hand, he grabbed the Fourth Elder's neck.

"Now, I'm asking you once. Will you surrender to me? If you don't, I'll kill him!"

Dai Mubai was very playful.

"Let go of the Fourth Elder!"

"us...."

"shut up!"

Not waiting for the Nether Grand Duke to speak. The four elders' scolding interrupted the words of the Nether Grand Duke.

"Hehe, the patriarch, please stop being shy, we have been opponents for so many years, and you don't need to tell me about the kinship of the clan.

I don't need you to plead for me either.

Now, my old bones are worthless, and it is not a loss to drag Dai Mubai, hahaha. "

The fourth elder suddenly laughed, and the terrifying soul power exploded like a tsunami.

"It actually blew up, really TM is a lunatic."

Dai Mubai's reaction was extremely fast, and he threw the hot potato, the fourth elder, out, and used all his soul power to protect his body,

But it was too late.

"boom."

The self-destruction of an eighty-ninth-level Soul Douluo is extremely terrifying, when the smoke and dust dissipate.

Everyone saw blood spilling from the corners of Dai Mubai's mouth.

But, that's all.

This time, he was really angry.

"You make me so angry..."

Dai Mubai's gaze swept across the crowd again.

"Now I announce that the Nether family has lost the qualifications to be attached. From now on, you Nether family, men are slaves, women are maids, and you will serve our Xingluo royal family forever. You will always be slaves!"

Dai Mubai's pair of different pupils shone with soul-stirring light, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"you!"

"wishful thinking!"

"Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!"

At this time, many people in the mansion were disturbed and came here.

With a glance, Dai Mubai found a familiar figure.

He laughed.

"Then let's start with you."

He reached out and grabbed it, and the soul power in his palm surged, forming a terrifying suction force. He directly took the angry Zhu Zhuyun over.

"Is it wishful thinking, I will show it to you now."

"Let go of Bamboo Cloud!"

The Grand Duke of Nether gritted his teeth and attacked again.

However, he was already seriously injured, and he was no match for Dai Mubai at all.

With a wave of the long sword in Dai Mubai's hand, he was repelled.

"There are not many things left for you, choose quickly, or I will start to enjoy it."

Seeing that everyone still hesitated, Dai Mubai started.

"Tear."

He tore off Zhu Zhuyun's sleeves, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

Zhu Zhuyun was crying silently.

There is helplessness, there is humiliation.

"Hehehe, if I don't decide, I will really enjoy my spoils."

Dai Mubai's smile was cruel, even perverted.

He raised his hand and stretched out a hand to lift Zhu Zhuyun's chin.

"Tsk tsk, what a beautiful face. This skin can be called a blast,"

"Enough, stop!"

Dai Mubai looked for the voice, and the surprise was directly on his face.

"Zhu Zhuqing, I didn't expect you to be here too?"

"Treading through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort to get it, hahaha."