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

Chapter 130 Xia Ming vs. the Seventh Emperor Xia
Unfortunately, what they expected didn't happen.

I saw Xia Ming suddenly scattered to the side, and Xia Ming, who waved his arms to drive away the smoke, appeared indifferently in front of everyone.

"Not dead?" Xia Donghai's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Xia Ming in disbelief.

Tianlei Zhazhu was condensed with his blood essence, even if it was him, he would not dare to say that he could take three blows with his full strength.

But Xia Ming not only caught it, but also behaved calmly, as if it was not worth mentioning at all.

"Are you really the Ninth Heaven Rank Martial Emperor?" Xia Qingyang narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced up and down at Xia Ming, then put his hand on his chin, lost in thought.

"It's only been a few years, and your breakthrough speed is too fast... Could it be that when your imperial body was taken out, you didn't lose your realm?"

"No, it's impossible, and it doesn't make sense. It's impossible to lose the emperor's body and still retain the strength of the ninth level of the heavenly rank. You and I all know it!" No. 12 Emperor Ren Xia also said in amazement.

The expressions of the top ten successive Xia Emperors all changed. They never expected that Xia Ming's realm was actually real.

Xia Donghai was short of breath, he turned his head secretly, his whole face became contorted.

Why, this abandoned son who was abandoned by him, still has such great potential?

At this moment, he regretted it, Xia Ming's performance was really excellent.

Back then, he really shouldn't have been blinded by immediate interests and chose Xia Ming.

Look at Xia Ming again.

When everyone confirmed Xia Ming's strength at the ninth level tomorrow, he seemed to have lost his soul, sitting on the ground, looking blankly at Xia Ming, how could he still have the majesty of being Emperor Xia before.

"Old Ancestor, artifacts are of great importance to the empire. We also agreed that among the previous emperors of Xia, those who are capable will live there."

"If you want to take the Void Cauldron, please defeat me."

Xia Ming slowly landed on the ground, he walked up to Xia Qingyang, bowed slightly and clasped his fists.

He kept his posture very low, giving Xia Qingyang a lot of face.

Xia Qingyang took a deep breath, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

After several battles, Ben was full of joy and prepared to take the artifact, but Xia Ming did not expect Xia Ming to throw out this trick again.

He took a few deep breaths, looked at Xia Ming's resolute look, and knew that if he refused to fight, Xia Ming would not hand over the Void Cauldron no matter what.

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

"I can tell you, I will not show mercy in this battle!"

Xia Qingyang said angrily.

Xia Ming lowered his head slightly, noncommittal.

The expressions of the rest of Emperor Xia also became strange. Even they didn't expect things to turn out like this.

"Please Patriarch rest for an hour."

Xia Ming left these words, and then walked back to Xia Feng's side.

Xia Qingyang snorted coldly. The battle with Xia Haiwei just now consumed a lot of spiritual power in his body, and it did take time to recover.

He sat down cross-legged, threw the eighth-order elixir into his mouth, closed his eyes and meditated, swallowing a large amount of spiritual energy around him.

Soon, an hour passed.

Xia Qingyang, who had recovered his spiritual power, opened his eyes suddenly. He didn't say much, and flew directly into the Emperor Dragon Terrace with a little violence.

"Grandpa, be careful."

Seeing Xia Qingyang's unkind expression, Xia Feng was a little worried, and he expressed concern for Xia Ming beside him.

"Don't worry, the ancestor is strong, but your grandfather is not weak."

Xia Ming reached out and rubbed Xia Feng's head, then stepped into the Emperor Dragon Terrace with a smile.

The two confronted each other on both sides of the Emperor Dragon Terrace. Just like the previous battle between Xia Qingyang and Xia Haiwei, neither of them was in a hurry to make a move, but silently observed each other, looking for flaws.

Xia Qingyang will not take it lightly just because the concentration of the divine body in Xia Ming's body is only 5.00%.

The monstrous talent of the Martial Emperor who broke through to the ninth level of heaven twice is enough to shock anyone.

"Hidden dust."

Suddenly, Xia Ming started to move.

He whispered two words, and then his whole figure suddenly became unreal until it disappeared completely.

"Escape into space?" Xia Qingyang raised his eyebrows slightly, then he looked up at the sky, then turned to look at his side.

Afterwards, he sneered and said, "Emperor Wu, who practiced the Dao of Space, is indeed difficult to deal with, but don't forget, my ancestor, I practiced the Dao of Gale Wind!"

"Nine thousand wind blades!"

With a roar, a gust of wind erupted instantly in the space of the Emperor Dragon Terrace, and these gusts turned into tiny wind blades, constantly sweeping the surrounding space.

Soon, all the space in Dilong Terrace was filled with wind blades, and Xia Ming's figure slowly appeared on Xia Qingyang's right side.

He sighed, and once again burst out a force of space, isolating the wind blades around him.

"As expected of an ancestor, he has rich combat experience. It seems that reclusion is useless to you."

"Heh, in front of me, you don't even want to play a sneak attack. The Space Martial Emperor I am fighting against has not one hundred, but eighty."

Xia Qingyang sneered.

"Also, I said that I will not show mercy to you!"

Suddenly, Xia Qingyang's expression became extremely cold and severe. As he swung the long sword in his hand, a huge wave of wind and waves swept towards Xia Ming in an instant. Bursts of sonic booms!

Looking from the outside of the Dilong Terrace, in front of Xia Ming's body, the hundreds of meters around are all green. Although his power of space is powerful, it can't resist these gusts of wind at all!

The physical space condensed in front of him is now shattered inch by inch, and is about to reach him!

The all-out attack of the seventh Emperor Xia was truly terrifying!
Xia Ming's complexion instantly became solemn, and his reaction was not slow. He immediately mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, and a silvery liquid-like power of the great way of space immediately gushed out of his body, and then solidified a streak on his body. Armor of Space!
This space armor contains his fifty avenue rules, and its defense power far exceeds the space shield wall that was randomly fabricated before.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying gust of wind swirled in the air, violently bombarding the armor on his body!

The two collided, and the terrifying power even loosened the seal on the outside of the Dilongtai!

After being hit hard by this blow, Xia Ming felt his body tossed, he gritted his teeth, bursts of silver light came out from his feet, and his body flew away like a fish!

Seeing that Xia Ming had dodged his ultimate move, Xia Qingyang sneered again.

This time, instead of making up the attack, he took several steps back.

When Xia Ming roared and approached, Xia Qingyang immediately showed a triumphant smile.

He raised his head and shouted: "If you let me come here, you really came here, Xia Ming, you are still a little too young!"

Then, the long sword held by Xia Qingyang behind him suddenly burst into a blue light, and the long sword exuded a little divine power, and slashed at Xia Ming's neck!

(End of this chapter)