After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

Chapter 109 The Martial Emperor's Pavilion Besieged by Eleven Martial Emperors

The 24 Martial Emperors of Ling Xiao Pavilion, to be precise, the 23rd Martial Emperors, all followed Xia Naiwu to this commercial street.

They were all suspended in the air, looking down at Xia Ming from a high position, and Xia Naiwu's eyes seemed to have a cold blade.

The residents below the imperial capital saw the 24 Emperor Wu gathered in the Ling Xiao Pavilion, and they knelt down one after another, worshiping these supreme beings who guarded the Great Xia Empire.

"The subordinates reported that someone was causing trouble in the imperial capital. I never thought that it was my uncle and my nephew, but I missed it."

"Unexpectedly, Uncle, with your mortal body, you broke through to Earth-rank Martial Emperor again, and my nephew, who is in his 20s, is also a half-emperor at a young age. The future is really limitless."

Xia Naiwu's eyes were cold, but his words were very polite.

But Xia Ming didn't appreciate it, and neither did Xia Feng.

The grandfather and grandson sneered, and looked straight at Xia Naiwu expressionlessly.

Xia Naiwu repeatedly found someone to attack and kill him. If Xia Feng hadn't had the dream bead to help him practice, he would have died already.

"Well, it's alright."

Xia Tian said lightly.

"I also feel that the future of my grandson and I is limitless. The current Emperor Xia of the Great Xia Empire is really too useless, which is not conducive to the development of the empire. Therefore, according to the ancestor's precept, I want to take over this position for him."

"Is uncle serious?"

When Xia Naiwu heard this, he was immediately furious, but he still held back the tone and said expressionlessly.

"If necessary, you, the emperor's son, can also be replaced by my grandson."

Xia Mingyu was not astonishing and kept dying, as soon as these two words were uttered, all the 24 emperors in the High Heaven Pavilion changed their expressions.

As soon as he said this, he had no way out for himself at all.

If you want to become the king of the Great Xia Empire, then form a death feud with Xia Naiwu's lineage!
Therefore, it was rare for Xia Naiwu to pretend, he stopped being polite and said angrily.

"You old bastard, you are really shameless, you want me and my father's position, do you deserve it?!"

"After so many years, I think you have healed your scars and forgot the pain. When the Zhantian Dynasty was destroyed, you were just a dog in the water!"

"Do you think that today, you can turn the world around by rebuilding Emperor Martial Emperor? Old man, you are a fucking idiot dreaming!"

"Ling Xiao Pavilion Martial Emperor is here, my father could destroy you 20 years ago, and I can destroy you today!"

He raised his arm and slashed down fiercely.

With a swish, 23 of the 11 Martial Emperors stood in front of Xia Naiwu. They looked at Xia Ming coldly, mobilizing their spiritual power.

These 11 people are none other than Emperor Wu who ordered Xia Tian to destroy the Zhantian Dynasty.

Xia Ming looked up at them with an indescribably cold expression.

Most of the eleven Martial Emperors are flying generals, and only three are dragon generals.

And the remaining twelve Martial Emperors in Ling Xiao Pavilion also had complicated expressions.

They also used to be under the leadership of Xia Ming, towns and territories, fighting for the country.

Before Xia Ming's body was deprived, they were all loyal to Xia Ming's lineage.

It's just that after Xia Ming was named Emperor Zhan, and they left the imperial capital, they could only sigh with regret.

But now that Xia Ming returned, the remaining twelve Martial Emperors immediately made a choice.

That is, wait and see.

They will not help the current emperor to deal with Xia Ming, nor will they help Xia Ming. For them, this is the best way.

"Eleven Martial Emperors, six of the ninth level of the yellow rank, three of the fifth rank of the mysterious rank, one of the first rank of the earth rank, and one of the third rank of the earth rank..."

Xia Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, scanning the crowd.

"After so many years, your realm is still stagnant."

he sneered.

"The Ninth Dragon General, Meng Jiang."

Afterwards, Xia Ming turned his head to look at the third level Martial Emperor.

"At that time in the Zhantian Dynasty, you contributed a lot. My back still hurts now."

Saying that, Xia Ming rubbed his back.

Meng Jiang's face immediately became gloomy. He knew that Xia Ming was talking about the fact that when he was besieging Xia Ming that day, he tried his best to sneak up on Xia Ming, which led to his defeat.

"Is it useful to talk so much nonsense? Since you are a dead person, you shouldn't come back to life."

Meng Jiang said coldly, he turned the dagger out of his hand, and then pointed at Xia Ming.

"You haven't entered the palace yet, so the competition doesn't count. To rush up like this is just to replay what happened before."

"So confident?" Xia Ming slowly floated into the air, looking at the 11 people with contempt.

"Just you trash who haven't made any progress in 50 years, come and see if you can take me down again!"

Xia Ming raised his head and shouted angrily, breaking the sky, and even the entire imperial capital could hear his voice.

"Fifty years ago, Emperor Xia ordered to kill me and take away my imperial body. Today, I, Xia Ming, return to the imperial capital again, vowing to get back everything I lost!"

A huge sound wave swept across the entire imperial capital, from the princes and nobles to the hawkers in the market, all raised their heads and looked in shock at the direction from which the sound came.

"Xiaming? The last emperor? What did he say, the current emperor body was taken from him?"

"It's him! The supreme war god of the empire, known as the most outstanding emperor throughout the ages. When he was in power, with the strength of the ninth-level emperor Wudi, he defeated the Rizhao Empire. How could he be so rampant now!"

"My God, I said that the fall of the emperor is strange. I didn't expect that there would be such a secret..."

With a loud shout, the imperial capital stirred up a thousand waves.

Xia Naiwu's face was extremely ugly, and he immediately yelled at Meng Jiang: "Hurry up, don't let him continue to confuse people here!"

Meng Jiang nodded, and then he waved, and the ten Martial Emperors immediately followed his figure and attacked Xia Ming fiercely!

Xia Naiwu clenched his fists tightly, his veins bulging.

The scandal of his father's seizure of the emperor's body was blocked by the previous Emperor Xia, but he did not expect it to be exposed by Xia Ming today.

If the world believes that once this matter is imprisoned, then the reputation of him and his father will suffer a huge loss!
The only remedy at this moment is to kill Xia Ming and his grandson here.

Afterwards, he used the energy of the emperor's son to describe this matter as a conspiracy by people with ulterior motives, and it passed.

That's why he was so anxious to let Meng Jiang take action to prevent Xia Ming from continuing to say a few words that were even more detrimental to them.

Meng Jiang and the other Dragon General are both Earth-level Martial Emperors, so facing Xia Ming, a first-level Earth-level Martial Emperor, they will naturally be the main attackers.

The rest of them surrounded them as assistants, finding out Xia Ming's mistakes and carrying out sneak attacks.

But at this time, Xia Ming is different from the past, he walked the emperor's road twice, and his understanding of Emperor Wu far surpassed anyone present!
(End of this chapter)