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

Chapter 134 My grandson will be the son of the emperor
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xia Ming snapped his right hand sharply!
"boom!"

A terrifying black aura shot up into the sky, and Xia Ming's dantian was crushed like this.

The power of Shura Dao returned to heaven and earth, and the originally clear sky suddenly became dark.

Countless black clouds condensed, and in the black clouds, there were countless purgatory ghosts roaring and struggling.

Xia Tian stared blankly at everything in the sky, he lowered his head blankly and looked at his hands.

"How... maybe, you ruined me?"

Feeling the crazy loss of power in his body, he looked at Xia Ming in disbelief, and murmured.

"Can't accept it?"

What responded to him was Xia Ming's emotionless words.

"Compared to what you did to me, I'm not too much."

"My strength, my realm...!"

"Ahhh!"

"Xia Ming! Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Scarlet blood flowed from Xia Ming's eye sockets, and at this moment, his spirit completely collapsed.

The position of Emperor Xia, the strength of Emperor Wu, the supreme power, and thousands of years of planning.

At this moment, because of Xia Ming, all these things disappeared.

"Heh, it won't work when you're alive. Could it be that you can threaten me when you're dead?"

Xia Ming crushed the dantian fragments in his hand into powder.

Xia Ming, whose dantian was taken out, was already seriously injured, he couldn't hold on any longer, and fell backwards directly.

"Father!"

At this moment, Xia Naiwu rushed from behind, and he hugged Xia Ming quickly, which prevented him from falling to the ground.

His eyes were already filled with hatred and anger.

"Xia Ming, you have such a vicious heart!"

He raised his head and roared at Xia Ming angrily.

"Vicious?" Xia Ming also looked at him and sneered.

"Compared to your father, I'm afraid I can't be one-tenth of his viciousness."

"Let's take him down quickly, but you have to be careful, his current body is not even as good as a warrior's. If you use more force, you might die."

Hearing Xia Ming's words, Xia Naiwu was taken aback for a moment, and then he quickly suppressed the aura in his body, for fear of causing Xia Ming's fragile body to collapse.

"Xia Ming...you won the position of Emperor Xia." Xia Naiwu took a deep breath, and he looked at him with eyes full of resentment and hatred.

"But I swear, I will definitely take back this position of Emperor Xia!"

Xia Naiwu, the second emperor of the Huang rank, uttered these words viciously in front of the top ten Xia emperors and their officials.

Xia Donghai's expression was a little unnatural.

The position of Emperor Xia is not a child's play. If Xia Naiwu is not from the direct line of the Xia family, he will definitely rebel if he says this.

But even if he is of the direct line of the Xia family, he said in front of everyone that he would take back the throne...

He showed his attitude, and he wanted to fight to the death with Xia Ming's clan.

Originally, Xia Tian's life was abolished, if their line died down, Xia Ming would not bother them.

Xia Naiwu's approach could easily lead him to death.

Sure enough, a cold light flashed in Xia Ming's eyes when he heard these words.

"Xia Naiwu, I feel that with your current strength, you are not worthy to be the emperor of the Great Xia Empire."

"Xiaofeng is younger than you, and his talent is much stronger than you. You should give up the position of emperor!"

As soon as these words came out, Xia Ming, who was almost in a coma, suddenly became angry and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

He supported Xia Naiwu's shoulders to barely stand still, then pointed at Xia Ming and said angrily, "Xia Ming, don't go too far!"

"My son was born with an imperial body from birth, which is recognized by everyone in the empire!"

"Your grandson, Xia Feng, is obviously a mortal body, and his emperor body doesn't have the characteristics of a natural emperor body at all!"

The top ten Xia emperors also nodded.

Although Xia Feng didn't make a move after he came to the imperial capital, these thousand-year-old foxes already knew about Xia Feng when they saw him for the first time.

The Heaven Rank Martial Emperor can even understand dozens of the essence of the Dao Rules, let alone the warriors whose realm is lower than them.

The characteristic of the natural emperor body is that from the time of birth, there is no need to condense to have the body of the emperor.

As for Xia Feng's imperial body, it does not have the simple and domineering aura that has been around for a long time, and it is clearly condensed by himself recently.

"Well, you're right."

Xia Ming nodded, then continued to sneer.

"Xiaofeng is the same as me, relying on a mortal body to reach the present state step by step. When he was in his 20s, Xia Ming was only a Xuan-rank Martial Saint, right?"

"Compared with this, wouldn't Xia Naiwu, who has the body of a great emperor, be even more unworthy of being an emperor's son?"

Xia Ming was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Xia Ming to be able to pull out such a truth, which made him a little speechless for a while.

But soon, he gritted his teeth and reprimanded angrily.

"Stop farting here!"

"Since the first Emperor Xia, the empire has had rules. The emperor can only be the Xia family who has a natural emperor body!"

"No matter how outstanding your grandson's talent is, he is still a mortal, and he can't be an emperor's son at all!"

"Or, in order to let your grandson take the position of the Son of God, you have to use forbidden techniques to deprive my son of the Emperor Body, and then pass it on to Xia Feng?!"

Facing Xia Ming's questioning, Xia Ming had no expression on his face.

"You... the winner is the king and the loser Kou, I admit that I have done a lot of excessive things to you before, but you have won now, haven't you?"

"Even if you hate me, it's between you and me, there's no need to involve my son!"

Facing Xia Ming's roar, Xia Ming remained expressionless throughout.

Sensing the gazes of other ancestors, Xia Ming slowly sat down on the sill of Dilong Terrace, and waved to Xia Feng.

"Xiaofeng, come here."

Xia Feng nodded and walked quickly to Xia Ming's side.

"Xiaofeng, what do you think of the current emperor of the Great Xia Empire?" Xia Ming asked.

"In my opinion, it's just a bunch of defenses." Xia Feng shrugged, waved his hands and said disdainfully.

Xia Feng looked quite unbeatable, he looked at Xia Naiwu with a very disdainful expression, and didn't take him seriously at all.

The grandson and grandson sang together, instantly angering Xia Naiwu.

His eyes froze, he stood up abruptly, and pressed towards Xia Feng with an extremely powerful aura.

"What did you say? You trash who is not even Emperor Wu, tell me again?!"

According to his assumption, Xia Feng, a half-emperor, would definitely tremble under his aura, and even fall to the ground.

But unexpectedly, Xia Naiwu's burst of Emperor Wu's aura came to Xia Feng's side, like a mud cow entering the sea, Xia Feng did not make any movement

"I said you are rubbish, why, you are not convinced?"

(End of this chapter)