The Nangong family guards no longer hesitated and took action one after another. Soon, the tombstone slowly collapsed under Su Hun's increasingly scarlet eyes.
ah!
A sound like a wounded beast, roaring with tears of blood, came out, and everyone was moved when they heard it.
Su Hun stared at Nangong Jiu and spurted out another mouthful of blood. His eyes were extremely scarlet, like a beast about to eat people.
Nangong Jiu's slender eyebrows frowned slightly: "Don't force me to do it."
"I'll force you to die." Su Hun roared, stood up suddenly, and rushed towards Nangong Jiu again. His aura increased sharply, and he instantly entered the realm of a senior spiritual master.
In humiliating despair, Su Hun advanced again.
He held the Nine Tribulations Sword with both hands and used the Nine Tribulations Sword Technique to the extreme. The sky thundered continuously. Visible to the naked eye, a bolt of lightning landed and connected to the edge of the Nine Tribulations Sword.
For a moment, the sky and the earth were dark, with lightning and thunder, strong winds, and energy surging in all directions, which was extremely breathtaking.
"Thunder Sword Intent!"
Su Hun slashed down at Nangong Jiu angrily.
The latter just shook his head and reached out his hand again. His white and tender jade hands gently grasped the blade of the Nine Tribulations Sword.
As a result, the Nine Tribulations Sword, which contained terrifying power and vibrated violently, froze, and all its power was instantly shaken away.
There was blood overflowing from the corner of Su Hun's mouth again.
"With your strength, you are still no match for me." Nangong Jiuyi waved his hand and knocked Su Hun away.
This time, it took a long time for Su Hun to get up from the ground with difficulty.
But as soon as he stood up, his legs went weak. If the Nine Tribulations Sword hadn't supported his body, he might not have been able to stand up. Obviously, Su Hun was seriously injured this time.
His scarlet gaze was firmly locked on Nangong Jiu.
"Why bother." Nangong Jiu sighed and said expressionlessly: "It seems pretentious to talk to you about fairness, so let's talk about something else."
"When it comes to financial resources, your Su family cannot compare with my royal family. When it comes to strength and background, the Su family is as insignificant as ants in front of my Nangong family. When it comes to our strength, I have not even used half of my real strength, but you are
I can no longer stand up. No matter what we compare, there is a huge gap between us."
"If you enter Tailan College, you may have good achievements in the future, but now, what do you want to compare with me and what do you want to argue with me for." Nangong Jiu looked at Su Hun indifferently and said, "If you don't accept it,
I'll give you a fair fight, beat me, and I won't move here."
Su Hun gritted his teeth and walked towards Nangong Jiu step by step.
The latter shook his head slightly, waved his hand, and Su Hun flew out again.
Everyone in the Su family clenched their fists tightly, Nangong Jiutai was bullying others.
If the third elder and other senior officials hadn't stopped them, many disciples would have been unable to help but take action.
The excavation continued, and soon a fine sandalwood coffin was revealed.
Su Hun rushed over, jumped into the pit, and hugged the coffin.
This time Nangong Jiu did not send anyone to stop him.
"Sister, my brother is incompetent. Even after you die, you have to suffer such humiliation." Su Hun lay on the coffin and cried, heartbreakingly, and many people who watched it had sore noses.
It’s not that men don’t shed tears, it’s just that they don’t reach the point of sadness and despair.
The eyes of the Su family were all red. When had they ever seen Su Hun so fragile and collapsed? Even in the years of waste, they had never seen Su Hun like this.
"Why bother to insult people like this? There is no deep hatred." Someone sighed, but did not dare to say anything for Su Hun.
"Su Hun, no matter how much you hate, this is also reality. You can hate God for being unfair and unmerciful, but you have to accept this reality. You have no strength and can't protect you. You can only blame yourself for your incompetence. If you blame God and earth, it also means that
You are a coward." Nangong Jiu said in a calm voice.
"Stop stopping me and delaying my mother's burial. Don't blame me for depriving you of your last dignity."
Just when someone was about to jump into the pit and smash the coffin, Su Hun stood up and said, "Wait!"
Nangong Jiu waved his hand and said: "Recognizing the reality is a smart move."
Su Hun gently opened the coffin, took out the urn of Su Yanjing's ashes, and walked out without saying a word. Suddenly, he stopped, turned around, and lowered his head slightly.
"Nangong Jiu, you bullied me too much!" A hoarse voice with no emotion came out of Su Hun's mouth slowly.
Then, he raised his head, and everyone looked at him with shocked expressions on their faces.
Su Hun's eyes actually shed tears of blood.
Even Nangong Jiu's pupils shrank slightly.
He tore off a piece of cloth from his body and wrote a declaration of war in blood.
"Today, I use my blood to sign a blood contract. One year later, in the capital, you and I will fight to the death."
Su Hun took the blood cloth and handed it to Nangong Jiu: "Nangong Jiu, do you dare to challenge me?"
Nangong Jiu stared at Su Hun. The crazy hatred surging deep in her eyes made her slightly moved. After a moment, she took the blood cloth and said: "Okay, one year later, as long as you dare to come to Beijing to challenge, I will
Then accept it.”
"One year later, the capital city...will fight until death!"
After that, Su Hun didn't hesitate, hugged the urn, and strode away.
"Buried." Nangong Jiu's voice came from behind, followed by the coffin lowering and sacrificial prayers.
The corners of Su Hun's mouth gradually curved into an extremely ferocious arc.
"Nangong Jiu, I want you to pay back all the humiliation you gave me and my sister today. One year later."
Everyone in the Su family looked helpless and bitter. Su Hun endured this humiliation mostly because of the Su family.
After returning to his family, Su Hun walked straight towards his small courtyard.
"Hey, where have you all been? Why is there no one in this family that I can talk to?" Suddenly, a little lolita with a ponytail came up to her.
Su Hun walked forward without even looking.
"You are Su Hun!" Little Loli immediately stood in front of Su Hun and said, "Do you know who I am? How dare you ignore me like this."
"You are the King of Heaven, don't mess with me now." Su Hun looked at the little Lolita.
For a moment, the little Loli took a step back with a frightened look on her face. Her eyes could only shed tears, so why were they bleeding?
But soon she felt that she couldn't lose face, and blocked Su Hun's way again, saying: "Su Hun, I am Su Xiaoxiao, do you know..."
She paused before she finished speaking, because Su Hun reached out a hand, grasped her throat, and lifted her up.
"Su Hun, let go, she is your cousin." Su Yu and others who arrived were shocked and quickly stepped forward to stop her.
But Su Hun remained unmoved and still held Su Xiaoxiao's neck captive.
"Su Hun, let go!" Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and a blood mark appeared on Su Hun's arm. A woman stared at Su Hun with a cold face.
Su Hun seemed to feel no pain and did not even turn his head.
"Su Hun, I want you to let go." The sword edge was pressed against Su Hun's throat, and the woman's voice came out again.
Su Hun's body swayed, and he turned to look at the woman, with some memories seeming to flash through his eyes.
Then, he let go of Su Xiaoxiao and walked towards his small courtyard.