"Shangguan Xue'er!" was exposed on the spot, and the Holy Monarch no longer wore that disguised face, he looked at Shangguan Xue'er fiercely, and there was only one thought in his head, that is, to refine her as soon as possible!

But he also understood that even if he really wanted to do something to Shangguan Xue'er, he would never be able to do it in front of his son, so he turned his head and yelled at the several spirit masters who were pressing Su Wenkang: "Don't take people away for me yet!" ”

Rumble!

With a crisp voice, Su Wenkang looked at the Holy Monarch with red eyes, "Father, you really disappointed me!" ”

He thought that his father had been satisfied with his rule for so many years, but now it seems that his father's thoughts are far more than what he is now.

"This Holy Monarch doesn't need your fingers to do things!" The Holy Monarch couldn't wait, stretched out his hand and went straight towards Su Wenkang.

If this son is not used by him, then he does not mind destroying him with his own hands!

Facing the straight palm, Su Wenkang did not retreat at all, and he didn't even move his eyelids.

"If this can offset your grace in raising me, I will accept this palm today!" Su Wenkang didn't speak loudly, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

What kind of sorrow can make a prince who is only seventeen or eighteen years old show such a sad appearance.

With a merciless slap, Su Wenkang slammed into the pillar next to the entrance of the main hall in the dark silver spiritual power, and spit out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Old Seven, you still have a chance to leave now, otherwise don't blame Ben Shengjun for being polite!" The Holy Monarch looked at Su Wenkang without a trace of pity in his eyes, as if the person in front of him at this moment was not his son, but his enemy.

Shangguan Xue'er quietly looked at the scene in front of her, she knew the purpose of Su Wenkang's move, and she also understood that this palm had broken off the father-son relationship between them, just like the whip that Shangguan Lianchen had whipped on her chest back then.

"Dreaming!" Supporting the floor, Su Wenkang struggled several times before he could barely stand up, but the corners of his mouth that were dripping with blood continued to overflow with blood, "As long as I live, I won't let you do anything wrong again!" ”

"Want to stop me? Then we have to see if you have the ability! The Holy Monarch was furious, and waved his palm towards Su Wenkang again.

This time, his purpose was not achieved.

I saw that the spiritual power in his palm turned into ashes under another spiritual power, under the stunned eyes of everyone and the speed at which they had no time to react.

"Who!" The Saint Monarch didn't expect his attack to fail, and his red eyes roared in the direction of the crowd.

"I dare to kill my own son, I really feel sorry for the people of the East China Sea Continent, how can they have a king like you." Shangguan Xue'er patted the non-existent dust in her palm, and then slowly walked forward with everyone's surprised expressions.

Those spirit masters who originally planned to make a move on Shangguan Xue'er, after witnessing Shangguan Xue'er's attack defeating the Holy Monarch with one blow, also began to silently insert three incense sticks for themselves.

It's good that I didn't get started just now, otherwise I would have burped a long time ago.

The Holy Monarch looked at Shangguan Xue'er who was advancing step by step, his face was still majestic and dignified, but his heart had already begun to feel uneasy.

This little girl was promoted so quickly!

If he keeps her in captivity for a period of time and then refines it, then won't his strength be able to reach the sky in one step!

His greed was written on his face, and Shangguan Xue'er looked at him with a sneer and smiled: "It seems that the Holy Monarch is ready to refine me?" ”