In my heart, a door to a new world seemed to have been kicked open by Zhu Zhuyun.
So... it can still be like this?
That little girl Zhu Family just took a step ahead and dared to use this title to declare her sovereignty and gain favor.
She can't call her "Master"?
In terms of appearance, identity, and strength, in what point does she Bibi Dong lose?
On the other side, Hu Liena, who was standing next to the counter, also clenched his clothes tightly, sounding a first-level alarm in his heart.
Sense of crisis!
An unprecedented sense of crisis!
As the first employee, I still politely called "senior", but when that Zhu Zhuyun came, he overtook the car in a corner and started calling "master"!
No!
My veteran status must not be shaken by a newcomer!
It seems that it is time to study higher-level titles.
In the light curtain, the bloody man who was thrown to the ground raised his head with difficulty.
That once handsome face was now filled with twisted pain and bone-deep despair.
"Father... save me..."
Dai Mubai used his last bit of strength to squeeze out these few words, his voice as weak as a candle in the wind.
Zhu Zhuyun looked down at him, with a cruel smile on her beautiful face, full of the joy of revenge.
"Now that you have finished your last words."
"Then Dai Mubai, say goodbye to this world!"
After she finished speaking, she raised her foot, aimed the front half of the high-heeled shoe at Dai Mubai's fragile throat bone, and slowly pressed it down.
No Soul Power.
Pure, slow, sadistic physical pressure.
In the main hall, everyone could clearly hear the heart-wrenching "creak" sound.
It was the sound of the throat bones about to shatter under extreme pressure.
"Presumptuous!!"
The yellow robe on Dai Tianfeng moved automatically without wind, and the terrifying Soul Power wave exploded.
He didn't look at Dai Mubai on the ground. Those bloodshot eyes were locked on Zhu Zhuyun.
Even if his son with the Dai Family blood is a waste, he can only be judged personally by his father or his brother Dai Weisi.
This is Star Luo Imperial Family's ironclad rule!
It is the embodiment of imperial power!
When will it be the turn of a Zhu Family woman to be executed in front of him in the palace hall?
Dai Tianfeng roared, his body turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards Zhu Zhuyun.
However, there is another figure who is faster than him.
"Zhu Yun Stop it!"
The biological father of the Zhu Family head Zhu Chenfei, Zhu Zhuyun, his face was as pale as paper at this moment, and he rushed over desperately.
He looked at the daughter who regarded the imperial power as nothing and was about to crush the prince's throat, with fear in his eyes.
It's a pity that he couldn't pass the test of two people with the title Douluo.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo didn't even move.
Just the release of breath makes the air in the entire Political Affairs Hall as heavy as lead and mercury.
The hundreds of the Star Luo Empire dignitaries in the main hall felt as if they had been poured into concrete, and even moving a finger became a luxury.
The pressure is invisible and intangible, but it is everywhere, penetrating into the bone marrow and crushing their dignity and will.
Because of the Zhu family's daughter, Zhu Chenfei, the head of the Zhu family who had the highest position in the Star Luo Empire, the blood on his face had already faded away at this moment.
He wanted to rush over, push Zhu Zhuyun away, and use every means to stop this crazy farce.
But the body doesn't obey orders.
The pressure from the title Douluo was like an invisible mountain, pinning him to the spot.
He could only watch helplessly as his daughter stepped on the prince's throat with that high-heeled shoe, pushing the entire Zhu family step by step into the abyss.
"Zhu Yun!!"
Zhu Chenfei used all his strength to squeeze out a hoarse roar from his throat.
"Are you crazy! Do you know what you are doing!"
"We cannot afford the price of killing Third Prince!!"
His eyes were red, and he looked embarrassed and frightened, but there was no trace of the majesty of the family master.
He wailed and begged.
"Stop! Dad, please! Stop it!"
This voice was full of despair.
He is not worried about his daughter's safety, he is afraid!
Fear for the entire Zhu Family, for himself, and for this irreversible catastrophe!
Zhu Zhuyun's movements only paused for a moment because of this wailing sound.
She didn't even look back.
But the black high-heeled shoe under her feet continued to exert downward pressure unhurriedly.
"Ho... ho..."
Dai Mubai made a sound like a broken bellows from his mouth, his eyes turned upward due to lack of oxygen, and his limbs... both limbs twitched unconsciously.
He could clearly feel the crushing pressure on his throat that was about to burst.
Dai Tianfeng, the Star Luo Empire supreme monarch, is kneeling on one knee in front of his throne in an extremely humiliating posture.
All the Soul Power in his body were running wildly, golden tiger stripes were looming under his skin, and the veins on his forehead were rising one by one, as ferocious as if they were about to explode.
But it's no use.
His Eight-Ring Soul Douluo peak strength was as fragile as a piece of paper under the combined pressure of those two titled Douluo.
The floor tiles under his feet were cracked and covered with fine spider webs because they could not withstand the reaction force coming from his body.
"Ning! Feng! Zhi!"
Dai Tianfeng bit his back molars, and every word was like ice bursting out from between his teeth.
"You even want to interfere in my Dai Family's housework!"
"You, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, are determined to start a war with me, Star Luo Empire,?!"
His voice made the hall buzz.
This is the emperor's ultimatum.
It is a question that represents an empire.
However, Ning Fengzhi still had that humble posture, with his head lowered and silent, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.
This complete disregard makes Dai Tianfeng crazier than any rebuttal.
His eyes suddenly turned to Zhu Zhuyun, and in those tiger eyes, killing intent and humiliation intertwined into a blood-red color.
"Zhu Zhuyun! I order you in the name of Star Luo Emperor!"
"Stop it!!"
However, the only response he received was an undisguised chuckle from Zhu Zhuyun.
"Stop?"
She was finally willing to turn her head, and with her beautiful peach blossom eyes, she glanced condescendingly at the kneeling emperor.
There was no fear or awe in those eyes, only pure, cat-and-mouse mockery.
"Ha~"
A chuckle.
The power under my feet suddenly increased!
"Crack--Crack!"
An extremely clear sound of bone cracking suddenly sounded in the hall, drowning out all sounds.
Dai Mubai!
Die!
Dai Tianfeng's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip at this moment.
He watched helplessly as his son's throat bone was crushed inch by inch by the woman's heel.
Zhu Zhuyun seems to be still angry.
She raised her toes and crushed her neck, which had turned into a puddle of rotten flesh, with full disgust and pleasure.
She didn't slowly lift her feet until she confirmed that Dai Mubai was dead.
The bright red blood dripped down the slender heel, and a strange flower bloomed on the cold floor tiles.
Zhu Zhuyun Slowly straightened up, closed his eyes, and took a long, comfortable breath.
It looked like he was savoring a supreme delicacy in the world.
The hatred that had been suppressed for more than ten years was finally released at this moment.
Inside the Maple Dye Pavilion, everyone Douluo looked at this bloody and relieving scene in the light curtain, and they just felt comfortable all over.
Zhu Zhuqing, who had been watching this scene silently, was also filled with excitement.
She clenched her pink fists tightly, and she didn't even notice that her nails had pierced her palms.
Until then, the plain voice of Ning Fengzhi, Youyou sounded.
"Dai Tianfeng..."