Chapter Forty-Eight: Deming Suppressed Mu Bai with One Hand

"Who? Who spoiled my good deeds! ”

Dai Mubai suddenly turned his head and looked around, wondering who was bad for his good deeds, and finally found that Dai Ming was looking at him coldly.

The corners of Dai Mubai's mouth showed a cruel smile: "Oh? I didn't expect you to dare to shoot with a small bamboo pole? ”

Dai Ming ignored Dai Mubai, his right hand was weakly grasped, and the Minghong knife flew from Zhu Zhuqing's front to his hand.

Bite~

Deming's left index finger tapped the blade, ignoring Dai Mubai's taunt.

He whispered, "Minghong Shadow." ”

The red light flashed under his feet, and there was a roar, and the dust on the ground was splashed up by the powerful kinetic energy.

Deming disappeared in place, and in the next second, he appeared in front of Dai Mubai's eyes, the long knife in his hand glowed with blood-red light, tearing through the air, making a slight sonic boom, and heading straight for Dai Mubai's neck.

Dai Mubai's pupils shrank, and he sensed that this knife contained an incomparably terrifying power. wanted to dodge, but found that it was too late, just like Zhu Zhuqing just now, he could only watch the long knife attack, and shouted in a panic: "White Tiger, possessed!" ”

A layer of intense pale light suddenly erupted from his body, Dai Mubai's arms quickly stretched out, his chest stood up, the bones of his whole body crackled, and his muscles suddenly expanded, supporting the clothes on his body.

While! While! While!

Sparks flew up, and two pale arms barely blocked the slash of the Ming Hung Knife. But his arm was instantly covered with scars by the powerful impact, and it was obvious that Dai Mubai's panicked response could not stop Deming's attack at all.

Taking advantage of Dai Mubai's ability to parry, Deming kicked straight again, hitting Dai Mubai's abdomen.

Dai Mubai's waist bent instantly, and the whole person began to fly into the distance with the force of the impact.

Rumble!

Dai Mubai was kicked straight into a big tree, splashing a large amount of dust and leaves.

Dai Ming glanced at Dai Mubai, who was lying on the ground and twitching, his figure flashed, and he came to Zhu Zhuqing, who was stunned, and instinctively wanted to hug her, but in the end he held back, turned his face sideways, and whispered to her: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." No one will be able to hurt you. ”

After Zhu Zhuqing heard Deming's voice, there was a buzz in his head, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Deming, and hallucinations appeared in his eyes, only to feel that the Deming in his fantasy and the person in front of him gradually merged, and muttered in his mouth: "Brother Ming, is it you......"

Deming forcibly grimaced and did not answer her question, nor could he say that he did not answer, but he could not answer.

For the safety of the three of them, they must not recognize each other in the field of vision of the Wuhun Palace.

Deming shifted his gaze to Dai Mubai again, and found that he was struggling to get up, and at the same time, his soul power flickered, and his appearance also changed.

The blonde hair instantly became black and white, but white predominated, and a few strands of black hair were particularly noticeable in it. Four faint lines appeared on the forehead, three horizontal and one vertical, which just formed a king character.

And his muscles are also exaggeratedly bulging, the clothes on his upper body are completely bursting, revealing the terrifying muscle outline, and the most bizarre thing is that black horizontal stripes appear on his skin.

The originally scarred tiger palm was also rejuvenated at this moment, and the sharp blades that popped out of it turned bright silver. His whole body was enveloped in an intense layer of golden light, as if he had gilded himself. His blood-red eyes shone with a bloodthirsty glow, and his whole body had the domineering spirit of the king of beasts.

Dai Mubai slowly straightened up, and the four pupils of his eyes turned into a deep dark blue, giving people the feeling of being like a killing machine.

Under his feet, four shining auras rose one after another, quietly rising, one yellow, two purple and one black, and between the flow of soul rings, the surging soul power ran around his body.

"Dai Mubai, Martial Soul: White Tiger, Forty-Nine Battle Soul Sect. Please advise. Dai Mubai looked at Deming fiercely, and reported his martial soul and level, which represented the meaning of the formal challenge.

Damn boy, let me be embarrassed in front of so many people, and sneak up on me, see if I don't crush you head-on!

Looking at Dai Mubai's annoyed and angry appearance, the corners of Dai Ming's mouth showed a bit of sarcasm, and he said softly: "Xiao Ming, Martial Soul: Ming Hong Sword, Forty-eighth Rank Battle Soul Sect." ”

One purple, three black, and four soul rings rose from Deming's feet at the same time, hovering above his body.

The crowd of onlookers around them exclaimed again, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that such a peerless genius would appear.

Zhu Zhuqing stood behind Dai Ming, looking at the somewhat familiar back, looking at the four soul rings hovering beside him, with a sad look in his eyes: "It's a pity, Brother Ming, it's not you ......"

Dai Mubai, who originally had a hideous face, his pupils shrank again: Damn, why is it so strong, I originally thought it was a little ghost, not much stronger, but now with this strength, I am afraid that it can be ranked in the top fifty on the soul list.

Made, no matter, try it, run if you can't beat it, as long as I'm not ashamed, it's not me who is ashamed!

Dai Mubai's whole person flew up from the ground in an instant, wanting to catch Deming off guard, but he had already come to the top of Deming in an instant, his limbs stretched out strangely, and it seemed that his whole body was flawed, but his limbs were moving slightly, as if there were infinite moves.

Dai Mubai's blow can be said to be his stunt that he has been practicing for several years, no matter how the opponent blocks or attacks, he has a variety of ways to deal with it, and the seemingly flawed movements contain mysterious attack methods, and the limbs can become sharp weapons.

Dai Ming glanced at Dai Mubai expressionlessly, his left hand was gently behind his back, and his right hand held the Ming Hong knife and waved it gently, and the invisible whirlwind condensed around Dai Ming.

"Minghong, Wanxiang, Kunpengyi."

A tiny Kunpeng phantom flashed behind Deming, converging into the Minghong Knife, which and Deming's body shimmered with cyan light.

Whoosh.

Deming disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he had already appeared around Dai Mubai.

What kind of power is this? A feeling of panic instantly filled Dai Mubai's mind. I wanted to twist my waist to dodge Deming's attack.

But he found that his body was so sticky that he couldn't move at all.

The evil light flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes, and the four pupils seemed to flash at the same time, and the fourth soul ring lit up crazily, trying to break free from Deming's control.

However, Deming was not a fool, so it was naturally impossible for him to successfully perform his soul skills.

"Minghong Interception."

Cyan light shot out from Ming Hong's sword body, bombarding several soul power connection points on Dai Mubai's body.

Burst!

Dai Mubai spurted out a mouthful of blood, the battle intent in his eyes was completely gone, and he wanted to open his mouth in a hurry: "Wait a minute, I'll ......"

Seeing his movements, a sneer flashed in Deming's eyes, and he gently whispered in his ear: "Some people, some things, are not something you can touch." Got it? My dear good brother......"

When Dai Mubai heard Deming's transmission, his eyes flashed with horror, and he said tremblingly: "Impossible, impossible, your breath is completely different from his, and ...... And your martial soul is not the same...... Don't...... You are a twin martial spirit! ”

A hint of ruthlessness and determination flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes, and he suddenly turned his head, wanting to tell Elder Hu the news.

But Deming naturally couldn't let him get his wish: "My stupid Oudoudou, you're stupid again." Even if you say it, will they believe it? Hehe......"

"Minghong Slash!"

The aura around Deming's body instantly changed, becoming extremely dangerous, and the cyan color of the Ming Hong Knife also turned into a deep dark red.

Zheng Zheng Zheng ......

The dense blood-red slash bombarded Dai Mubai's body, and the frequency of the slash was terrifying.

Rumble!

Dai Mubai was bombarded to the ground by the huge energy generated by the slash, and the powerful impact made him scarred, and he couldn't move at all while lying on the ground.

Deming walked up to him gently, his eyes met his eyes for the first time since the two met, and Deming saw resentment, jealousy, and madness in his eyes, but he didn't see guilt.

Deming whispered in his ear: "I don't want to let her see blood in front of Zhuqing, next time, you won't be so easy." ”

Dai Mubai glared angrily, and said viciously in Dai Ming's ear: "Xiao Qi, do you think you are very strong? The world is more dangerous than you think! And...... Zhu Zhuqing is my fiancΓ©e now, what are you, hahaha......"

Deming looked at him expressionlessly, making his sense of superiority disappear, and Deming smiled slightly: "But you just can't beat me...... My dear good brother. Besides, if my father knew that I was still alive, do you think the marriage contract would still exist? ”

After Dai Ming finished speaking, he ignored Dai Mubai, who looked like a defeated dog, and walked straight towards Zhuqing.

And Dai Mubai, who was lying on the ground, thought of Emperor Wu's decision after knowing the truth, and was so angry that a mouthful of blood gushed out and fainted to the ground.

Deming walked up to Zhu Zhuqing, exhaled heavily, showed his most handsome smile, and stretched out his hand: "Hello, my name is Xiao Ming, can I be friends with you?" ”