"Villain... you are infatuating and are living in a delusion."
At this time, the sixth elder at Dai Mubai's feet took the lead to speak out.
Although there are disputes within the family, major issues are unanimous to the outside world.
He want them to be slaves, how is this possible?
"Is this the time for you to speak? Did I let you speak?"
As he said, Dai Mubai smiled grimly, exerting force and soul power under his feet.
Bang!
The Sixth Elders directly turned into a mist of blood.
"Sixth brother..."
"Sixth Elder..."
"Dai Mubai, you are looking for death!"
No one thought that Dai Mubai's attack would be so vicious.
"It's finally quiet, now you only have three minutes to think about it. If you are too late, there will be no other chance."
As Dai Mubai said, he stretched out three fingers and shook.
"We don't need to take three minutes, we need you to pay the price, take down this thief, and avenge the sixth brother."
The eyes of the fourth elder were red, and the anger in the eyes almost turned into substance.
He couldn't wait to sack Dai Mubai immediately.
"Elders, let's take action together."
Grand Duke of the Underworld and Grand Elder glanced at each other, nodding their heads in an extremely tacit understanding.
They know a lot of secrets, and now that they think about it, the message returned before is correct.
The fact that Dai Mubai obtained the inheritance of the Saint King is true.
Otherwise, how could his cultivation level suddenly rise to sky, and there might even be other opportunities that he gained in his adventures.
But no matter what, Dai Mubai's strength at this moment is undoubtedly strong.
It let them feel a lot of pressure.
"Haha, good!"
Dai Mubai grim laugh, after the death of the Sixth Elder had added a lot of fierceness.
He no longer hid his strength, and eight spirit rings slowly move around him.
Yellow yellow purple purple black black black... Red!
"An eight ringed Spirit Douluo... wait... the red soul ring... his eighth soul ring is actually a one hundred thousand year soul ring!"
"One hundred thousand year spirit ring! No wonder he can kill the Sixth Elder in a second!"
The hearts of elders of the Underworld clan trembled, as they didn't expect Dai Mubai to have such a ring.
"White Tiger Sacred Sword!"
"White Tiger Sacred Armor!"
Dai Mubai desperately wanted unmatched attack power.
So with the God bestowed spirit ring given by Tang San, Dai Mubai's hundred thousand year old spirit ring's ability's lethal attack and defense were extremely powerful.
At this time, he was wearing heavy white armor and a two meter long giant sword in his hand.
In this state alone, he can rival the Grand Duke of the Underworld or the Grand Elder.
But don't forget that he still has the power of a holy king.
Everyone suddenly saw his pupils turning into different colors, due to him being blessed by the power of the Holy King.
His momentum climbed again. Now an ordinary Titled Douluo can't even compare with him.
"You servants, dare to be arrogant!?"
Dai Mubai snorted coldly, and didn't pay much attention to the two Spirit Douluo level elders who rushed over.
For him, people below the Titled Douluo level will be absolutely crushed.
With a flick of his wrist, a sword beam of more than ten meters long burst out from the White Tiger Sacred Sword.
The two elders splattered blood on the spot with just one exchange.
Although they are not dead, they were seriously injured and were already unable to fight again.
Immediately afterwards, amidst waves of metal clashes, the Grand Duke of the Underworld and the Great Elder were forced to retreat.
The Grand Duke of the Underworld's chest was stained with blood, and the Grand Elder's left arm was almost cut off.
There was a look of horror in their eyes.
Although they had a certain prediction of Dai Mubai's strength.
But only after the real fight, did they know Dai Mubai's strength...horror.
"Three minutes will be over soon, and you will have no chance if you don't decide. There is no other way to live but to surrender or die."
Dai Mubai's voice was murderous and cold.
Had it not been for the Underworld Clan and their White Tiger Martial Spirits to activate the martial soul fusion skill Underworld White Tiger, he would not bother to talk nonsense.
He would have directly killed them.
"Fool, If you want our Underworld clan to surrender to you! You are dreaming!"
At this moment, a ghostly black figure appeared behind Dai Mubai and a pair of sharp claws shining with cold light pierced the back of Dai Mubai's head fiercely.
This person is extremely experienced in his actions, and it is the fourth elders.
"Haha. I expected you to sneak attack."
A cold smile hung from the corner of Dai Mubai's mouth.
He was already prepared.
The extremely sharp White Tiger Divine Sword, with a tricky angle, directly cut off the sharp claws that hit him.
His left hand grabbed the fourth elder's neck.
"Now, I'm asking you once. Do you surrender to me? If you don't surrender, I will kill him!"
Dai Mubai's voice was very playful.
"Let go of the fourth elders!"
"Uhh...."
"Shut up!"
Not waiting for the Grand Duke of the Underworld to speak. The fourth elder's scolding interrupted the words of the Grand Duke Nether.
"Haha, Lord Patriarch, stop being pretentious. We have been opponents for so many years, so you don't need to tell me any kind of fellowship.
I don't need you to intercede for me.
Now, my old bones are worthless, and I won't lose money if I drag Dai Mubai on, hahaha. "
The fourth elders suddenly laughed, and the terrifying spirit power erupted like a mountain whistling a tsunami.
"You are going to blow yourself up, you're really a lunatic."
Dai Mubai reacted extremely quickly. He threw the hot potato, the fourth elder, and used all his soul power to protect his body.
But it was too late.
"Boom."
The explosion of the eighty ninth level Spirit Douluo was extremely terrifying.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, everyone saw that the corners of Dai Mubai's mouth were overflowing with blood.
Yes, that's all.
This time, he was really angry.
"You made me very angry..."
Dai Mubai's gaze swept across everyone again.
"Now I declare that the Underworld clan has lost the qualifications to be subsidiary clan. From now on, your Underworld clan men will be slaves and women will be maids, and serve our Star Luo Royal clan forever. You will always be slaves!"
Dai Mubai's pair of different pupils gleamed with breathtaking light, and the corners of his mouth showed an evil smile.
"You!"
"Wishful thinking!"
"People can be killed but not humiliated!"
At this time, everyone in the mansion were already alarmed and came here.
With a glance, Dai Mubai found a familiar figure.
He smiled and said.
"I will start with you."
He stretched out his hand and grabbed at the crowd, his soul power surged in his palm, forming a terrifying suction. He directly took Zhu Zhuyun, who has angry on her face, over.
"Is it wishful thinking? I will show it to you now."
"Let go of Zhuyun!"
Grand Duke of the Underworld gritted his teeth and launched another attack.
However, he was already seriously injured, and he was not Dai Mubai's opponent at all.
With a wave of the long sword in Dai Mubai's hand, he repulsed him.
"There are not many things left for you. Choose quickly, or I will start enjoying it."
Seeing that everyone hesitated, Dai Mubai started.
'Tear.'
He tore off Zhu Zhuyun's sleeve to reveal a large area of white skin.
Zhu Zhuyun was crying silently.
There is helplessness and humiliation on her face.
"Hehehe, if you don't decide, I will really enjoy my spoils."
Dai Mubai smiled cruelly, making his face even more abnormal.
He raised his hand and stretched out a hand to lift Zhu Zhuyun's chin.
"Tsk tusk, what a pretty face."
"Enough!"
Dai Mubai looked for the voice, and the surprise was evident on his face when he found the source.
"Zhu Zhuqing, didn't think that you were here?"
"Many tread through the iron shoes and there is nowhere to find it. But it takes me no effort to get it, hahaha."
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SEPTEMBER 19
TALK LIKE A PIRATE DAY
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Brush up your sea-farin' vocab and talk like a pirate for a day. Ahoy, yo-ho-ho, and avast ye matey! To port! To starboard! Bring a spring up on 'er! Whatever that means.
Yo, Ho, Yo, Ho,
It's "Talk Like A Pirate" Day!
When laptops are benches God gave us for wenches,
And a sail ain't a low price to pay!
Talk Like a Pirate Day – Tom Smith
Yar harrr! Ahoy there ye lily livered blaggards! It be Talk Like a Pirate Day, and that means it's time for pillaging and the imbibing of rum!
Pirates have been all the rage in recent years and out of that particular fascination came an insane and completely pirate-oriented idea: that there should be a day dedicated to keeping the piratical language alive and, more importantly, the tradition of all things related to pirates.
So Talk Like a Pirate Day was invented. And now it's time to celebrate with all of the pirate talk that can be mustered in one day!
It was June 6, 1995, and a group of men were playing racquetball at Albany in Oregon. All throughout they were shouting encouragement to each other. On this particular day, for reasons unbeknownst to them, they started shouting piratical slang at each other. From there it just kind of took on a life of its own, and they realized by the end of the game that it was necessary that they establish a holiday to celebrate that encouraged the use of such a fine vernacular. The first thing they needed was a date, and it just so happened that the date selected was the birthday of his ex-wife.
For the next seven years they honored this holiday, in relative obscurity, until they happened upon the email address of one Dave Barry, a syndicated columnist and author of a great number of books. He also happened to be hilarious, like any good pirate should be. From there it's all history, Dave Barry promoted the holiday, and it's been one amazing year after another as people all over the country celebrate this auspicious holiday.