Holy Son is so arrogant

Chapter 54

"Jiang Taixu! Help me!"

Facing Su Ping who was approaching him step by step, Nangong Bei tore and roared loudly, spreading throughout the Fuyao Sect.

He no longer had the demeanor of a god king before, and there was only panic in his eyes.

At this moment, his white clothes were in tatters, his hair was disheveled, and half of his body was smashed into pieces. All he had was supported by his invincible belief in the past, keeping himself in a standing posture.

He was full of resentment and resentment.

I just feel that God is unfair to him!

He had just recovered his memory, but he encountered such a perverted opponent, was ruthlessly suppressed by him, and suffered the first defeat in his life.

Even if he was only given half a year to digest this rebirth, he would not have ended up in such a mess in this confrontation.

Unfortunately, there is no if in the world.

Everything has become a foregone conclusion.

The most urgent task is not to complain, but how to survive in the hands of this stupefied young man in front of him.

He wasn't afraid to face those terrifying old antiques of the Fuyao Sect, because the other party knew the seriousness and would not do anything to him.

I'm afraid of being as stupefied as the peerless young man in front of me.

I don't know anything, if I really kill him, I will be unlucky.

"Idiot in white, who do you think is barking?"

Su Ping joked at the condescending Nangong Monument with a playful look on his face.

"Is the status of the former god king amazing?"

"If it's really amazing, why don't you die in the first place, and don't lose this competition."

Su Ping's mouth twitched into a sneer.

If you don't have that ability, you dare to put on a show in front of him. Isn't that just bringing shame on yourself?

"Look at your embarrassment now. You really embarrass the older generation, and you really look down on the younger generation."

"To say that you are a waste of white clothes is to praise you."

The corners of the mouths of countless senior members of the Zongmen couldn't help twitching slightly when they saw this scene. The mouth of my holy son must have gone too far.

After all, this is a generation of god kings!

How did it get into the mouth of the Holy Son, it seemed to be useless.

"You" listening to Su Ping's ruthless ridicule, Nangong Bei's chest was full of blood. If he hadn't experienced vicissitudes of life, he would have been vomiting blood at this moment.

Even so, his heart was still filled with anger, wishing to have Su Ping skinned and cramped.

"Don't stare, hurry up, what are you doing in a daze, keep calling for help."

Su Ping glanced at the Nangong Monument whose eyeballs were about to burst with anger, and said indifferently with a relaxed expression.

"I'll give you three more chances, if you still can't summon my master."

A trace of coldness flashed in Su Ping's eyes.

"Then I'm sorry, today, I can only do what I can, and let you die again."

His words are plain, but the killing intent in them is as real as it is.

As long as my master doesn't change his mind, Nangong Bei will die no matter what.

Not only does it involve Emperor Zang, but it also involves the battle for the Dao in the future.

The means of a generation of white-clothed god kings cannot be underestimated after all. As long as you give the other party time, the other party is likely to become your strong enemy in the future.

"you"

Nangong Bei was trembling with anger, almost passed out, it was so insulting!

When did he, the king of the gods and the invincible power who suppressed for a lifetime, suffer this kind of anger!
"Jiang Taixu, how long are you going to hide!"

He roared angrily, with a look of madness on his face.

In words, there is not much politeness.

Because he used to look down on all the arrogance of heaven at that time, including Jiang Taixu, he has the right to be arrogant.

It's just that the world is silent, no one responds at all, only his voice echoes back and forth in the sect.

"There are two more chances." Su Ping tightened his sleeves as if nothing had happened, and said calmly.

Nangong Monument: "."

"Jiang Taixu, accept your fate! You dare not kill me."

Not only did Nangong Bei not panic at all, but he laughed out loud, his long hair was disheveled, and he looked like he was possessed by a demon.

In his opinion, if he didn't answer, he was hesitating and didn't make up his mind, which showed that the other party was still very afraid of his identity.

The Nangong Bei tore and roared loudly: "I put down the darkness and turmoil, and I have great merit. If you kill me, you will become the public enemy of the entire human race."

"I will also face the Nangong clan behind me and the sniper attack from Daluo Academy!"

"You Fuyao Sect will also be entangled in the karma of the Infinite Dao for this!"

"Kill me, and your entire Fuyao Sect will be buried with you!"

This is his reliance, and it is also the reason why he dares to be confident and unscrupulous in Fuyao Sect.

He has great merit.

Not only has a very high prestige in the human race, but also has the reward of great merit and the support of two invincible forces.

Now that he is alive again, no one dares to kill him before the emperor's road is opened!
Otherwise, in addition to becoming the public enemy of the human race, he will also face the great karma and the conquest of the two major forces behind him.

Countless high-level sects were moved.

Suzerain Xing Qinghe frowned even more, looking at the Seventeenth Patriarch, he felt a little worried.

Because what Nangong Bei said is true, a person like him who has great merits and virtues is like being protected by the Dao, and this protection will disappear only when the Emperor's Road is opened.

Moreover, the Nangong Monument itself has a very high prestige, and there are not a few forces behind it.

It would be a very troublesome thing to kill him in advance.

The Seventeenth Patriarch shook his head, his eyes were equally solemn, and he said calmly: "Wait a minute, this matter is beyond our ability to meddle, we just have to watch the play well, such troublesome things, let the taller old guys Go get a headache."

As he said that, his eyes drifted towards the direction of the Dao Protector Hall.

Thinking about it, Jiang Taixu had already paid attention, otherwise it would be impossible for him not to show up until now.

Nangong Bei tried his best to stand upright, and waited for the Fuyao Sect's background to reply without being humble or overbearing.

However, the world was still silent and there was no response.

"One more chance!" Su Ping shrugged, and took a step forward, with a murderous intent on his body, his blood naturally lingered around, and his spiritual power was surging.

"What a Jiang Taixu, what a Fuyao sect, what a young man who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth."

The corner of Nangong Bei's mouth turned cold, and he also took a step forward, puffed up his chest, "Come on, kill me, today, I want to see if you really dare to let him kill me!"

Still silent.

Everyone in the sect held their breath, except for their heart beating violently.

Could it be that today, they will see the legendary mythical figure die on the spot?

"It seems that your face is still not big enough." Su Ping saw that there was still no movement in the Dao Protector Hall, and smiled lightly.

"Die." The gentleman's sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and under the gaze of countless people, it suddenly cut out.

A stream of bright sword energy like a waterfall, like the Milky Way falling from the sky, was extremely gorgeous, rushing towards the Nangong Monument.

"You really dare to let him kill me?" Nangong Bei's face changed drastically, and countless unbelievable horrors flashed in his eyes.

bang.

Just when Su Ping's sword energy touched the body of Nangong Bei, the brilliance of runes shone in the void.

In the next moment, a hole opened in the sky.

Behind the void, there is a faint flame rising, and the fire is surging, and the surrounding temperature suddenly becomes hot, and a colorful fire light hangs down, like a sea of ​​fire falling from the sky, scorching hot on the face.

"Hahaha, karmic fire from heaven!"

Looking at the terrifying changes in the sky, Nangongbei finally had a smile on his face. Nine ancient orders coiled around his side, gritted his teeth to resist Su Ping's offensive, and said coldly:
"It's still too late to stop now, otherwise, the entire Fuyao Sect will be buried with it."

Su Ping looked up at the sky, and saw that the sky was already fiery red, as if the fire was coming again, his brows were slightly frowned, and the offensive in his hands was instinctively weakened by a few percent, he hesitated.

"Just a good-for-nothing in white clothes, is he worthy of being buried with the entire Fuyao Sect?"

Suddenly, an equally vicissitudes and majestic voice sounded.

As soon as these words came out, the sky and the earth rotated, and countless stars went up and down.

A figure descended from the sky, surrounded by flowers on the avenue, carrying the power to destroy the world in every move. It was Jiang Taixu, the guardian of the Fuyao Sect for 13 years.

"A small Nangong Monument is like trash. If you kill it, you will kill it. Why hesitate? I will bear all the consequences for you!"

(End of this chapter)