"So..... Did you choose him?"

Nangong Tian looked at the peerless beauty hiding beside Su Ping and said in a trembling voice.

He knows Dugu Nansheng well.

I knew very early on why Dugu Nansheng, who was high above the sky and the stars and moons, looked at him who was ordinary and even humble at that time.

Not because of love, but because she saw through his talent early on.

saw that he could bring her everything she wanted, such as great power and the position of imperial concubine.

He once thought that he could give her everything she wanted, and he could completely own her, but he didn't expect that it was pure wishful thinking.

It's a sad story.

"Gongzi has supreme talent, and the throne is already in his pocket, if I don't follow him, will I follow you?" Dugu Nansheng pursed his lips and muttered.

"I see. ”

Nangong Tian's expression calmed down, and he couldn't help but want to laugh, but it was more ugly than crying.

He was abandoned.

Because, he can no longer bring her everything she wants.

He took a deep breath and said to Su Ping: "You kill me, it is impossible for me to surrender." ”

The words are full of determination.

Su Ping frowned slightly, and looked at Dugu Nansheng: "You ruined my good deeds?"

He had an intuition that there was definitely a problem between Dugu Nansheng and Nangong Tian.

It wasn't as simple as he saw it.

But, what it is, he can't tell, and he can't guess.

However, he can be sure that Dugu Nansheng ran up specifically to do bad things.

It should be afraid that Nangong Tian will rob her of her credit in the future emperor's collection.

"Please punish the son, I didn't know that he would be interesting to me, at the Jiang family banquet, I thought this person was funny, and he had a good sense, so I smiled at him, who knew that he actually had a misunderstanding. ”

Dugu Nansheng knelt down directly, his face full of panic and apology.

"Slap yourself a hundred times, and then kneel in front of the holy palace until this holy son is angry. Su Ping said coldly.

"Yes!" Dugu Nansheng did not hesitate, and slapped himself in the face one after another.

The force was so great that within two strokes, blood was drawn from the corners of the mouth, and the whole pretty face was red and swollen.

"Hahaha, sad, life is really sad!"

When Nangong Tian saw this scene, he looked up to the sky and laughed.

It's just the grief in his heart, but only he can know.

The person who swore by himself and loved desperately was so humble in front of others.

"I hate myself, I hate myself for being too weak!"

"Ask you again, do you really not surrender?!" Su Ping said coldly, and there was already a trace of killing intent in his words.

Nangong Tian's identity is sensitive, if he doesn't surrender and let him continue to live, his future trip to the emperor's treasure is very likely to cause great accidents.

A great emperor, the means left by the strongest creature in the world, no monk dares to despise it.

"Surrender to your sister!" Nangong Tian spat out blood and cursed.

Su Ping: "......."

Unexpectedly, I also had times when I was spitted on.

You know, this is in the movie, but it's exclusive to villains!

And he's a positive character!

"It seems that it can only kill you, and give you countless opportunities, but you can't take them. ”

Su Ping sighed, drew his long sword, and aimed it at Nangong Tian's head.

"Seventeen Ancestors, what should I do? The Holy Son wants to kill Nangong Tian!" Xing Qinghe, the sect leader who maintained the stability of the battlefield, looked sad and said to the Seventeen Ancestors beside him in a panic, hoping that the Seventeen Ancestors would be able to stop him.

He is the sect master of the sect, and in his opinion, in this life, the Fuyao Sect has produced two supreme holy bodies, one has the ability to dictate the eternals, and the other has the resources of the emperor.

If there is no accident, the Fuyao Sect is destined to be in his hands and carry forward.

As for Nangong Tian, although he is far less talented than the Holy Son, he should not be ruined by internal friction.

"Don't ask me, I'm the Holy Son. The Seventeenth Ancestor stroked his beard, twisted his face to other places, and said ruthlessly.

Xingqinghe: "......."

He set his eyes on the rest of the higher-ups, looking inquiring, hoping for support.

"We are also the Holy Son. Seeing this, the other sect leaders hurriedly shook their heads and replied.

The road to becoming an emperor is destined to be blood-red, and all those who stand in the way will either die or surrender, and there is no other way to compromise.

In the eyes of everyone, Nangong Tian is different from Li Rudao, Teng Renbo and others, he can't pose any threat to the throne of the Holy Son, and it doesn't matter if he kills him or not.

His talent is extremely strong, and he is of the same sect as Su Ping, if he does not die today, he is likely to become Su Ping's fierce rival in the future, or backstab Su Ping at a critical moment, and engage in Su Ping's mentality.

It was a matter of course for Su Ping to kill him.

"Let's wait. ”

The Seventeenth Ancestor shook his head and saw through Xing Qinghe's hesitation, "The rule that Daozi cannot be killed is set by the Divine Father, if the Divine Father doesn't say anything to stop it, there is no need for you and me to interfere." ”

"Don't be too greedy, the Holy Son has given him a chance, in this situation, if Nangong Tian doesn't surrender, if he doesn't die, in the future, he will definitely become a big disaster. "There are high-ranking sect members, and they admonished.

"Then just wait. Xing Qinghe gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and said with difficulty.

"So, the Supreme Holy Body, which is difficult to produce in tens of thousands of years, is about to fall today?"

"Nangong Tian, a mountain that once pressed everyone and couldn't raise their heads, is going to die like this today?"

Everyone in the audience gasped in unison.

They didn't expect that the Holy Son would really kill Nangong Tian, and they even said that they never dared to think about it.

Their thinking still positions the battle between the two as an ordinary competition.

I haven't realized that this is actually a brutal battle for the avenue.

The victor will continue to move forward on the road to becoming an emperor, and the loser will either die or surrender and become a servant.

The loser left the scene gloomily, and the winner generously saw him off, which was just a good expectation for everyone.

"Die, strive to have a good birth in the next life, and don't meet this holy son again. ”

Su Ping's wrist turned slightly, infinite spiritual light flashed, and the gentleman's sword shone brightly, slashing out a shocking sword ray, slashing towards Nangong Tian.

"This frolic, that's it. ”

Just when the sword light was about to touch Nangong Tian, a vicissitudes but majestic voice sounded.

This voice is calm, easy-going, but contains endless power.

As soon as these words came out, the heavens and the earth changed, and the wind and clouds swept through.

A sky-rushing divine power rose from the ground, blocking Su Ping's sword light for Nangong Tian.

At this moment, everyone present showed extremely surprised eyes.

Even the top leaders of the sect looked at each other.

The seventeenth ancestor's brows furrowed tightly.

The abruptness of this voice appeared, as if it had stabbed a hornet's nest.

Countless old antiques of the sect have awakened from their slumber, their divine senses have been revealed, bursts of monstrous coercion are rampant, and the heavens and the earth have changed color, just like Ragnarok.

Dugu Nansheng's eyes widened even more, first in surprise, and then with a cold face, hatred monstrous.