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

Chapter 291: Self-destruction, sanctimonious and irritating Xia Feng

Xia Feng couldn't help but sneered in the camp.

He couldn't figure out what the White Tiger Emperor was doing, and even at this time, he was still trying to drive a wedge between him and Feng Yu.

Sure enough, although Feng Yu has a naughty temper, he sometimes seems to be quite dishonest.

But his thoughts towards Xia Feng were very pure, and he had always admired Xia Feng since he surrendered.

Xia Feng could even feel that the power of faith he conveyed was much richer than others.

Seeing the White Tiger Emperor say this, Feng Yu almost exploded.

The originally thin Dao of Wind in his hand became much richer, and then he flicked it hard at the White Tiger Emperor.

A jade pendant in front of the White Tiger Emperor shattered in response, and a transparent protective shield protected him.

Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, the wind whispers had already swept over him with the Avenue of Wind.

Xia Feng opened the tent and watched the two men chasing each other in the air with great interest.

The White Tiger Emperor had quite a lot of interesting things in his hands. He dodged twice in a row and his speed increased instead of decreasing.

In the end, the holy power of Qidian began to linger around him.

Xia Feng was stunned for a moment.

He has always felt that the entire Western Continent is a world of dark warriors such as demons and death.

But I didn't expect that the weak White Tiger Empire in the middle was practicing the Holy Avenue.

Feng Yu knew it well and had no qualms about hitting the White Tiger Emperor.

The two of them fought more like a hand-to-hand fight in the end, and the soldiers below didn't even fight and started to look up.

Xia Feng looked at the two people who were so inseparable, and was afraid that the fight wouldn't be over for a while.

He is still waiting to finish cleaning up here and go to Dreamland Pearl to accompany the girls.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng coughed twice.

These two sounds could not be heard by the people below, but they sounded like thunder in the ears of Feng Yu and White Tiger Emperor.

Feng Yu paused, quickly backed away, then glanced around and saw Xia Feng's figure, landing next to him.

The White Tiger Emperor only felt that these two coughs made his energy and blood surge. If the other party had not spared his hand, he was afraid that these coughs would have killed him.

He suppressed the blood that was about to overflow from his chest, gritted his teeth and asked: "This is a battle between me and Feng Yu, the emperor wants to intervene?"

Feng's tone was about to say something, but Xia Feng raised his hand to signal him to wait.

A faint mist condensed under his feet and brought him directly into the air.

"The two sides in this war are Daxia and Baihu. Do you think you are only worthy of fighting with him?"

There was a teasing smile on Xia Feng's lips, and Feng Yu behind him answered appropriately: "That's right, I'm just a guard beside the emperor."

"The majestic White Tiger Emperor, wouldn't you dare not fight against the emperor's son?"

"Tsk, tsk, he's even worse than Li Fire Emperor."

If Feng Yu hadn't said the last sentence, the White Tiger Emperor was really considering whether Xia Feng should surrender.

But when he heard Feng Yu saying that he was worse than Li Huo Emperor, the White Tiger Emperor was so angry that he started to tremble a little.

He had been trembling all his life, trying to lead these subjects to find a way out in the middle of the Empire of Death and the Empire of Demons.

What he cared about most was his reputation, so when the Great Xia came, he told his soldiers that even if they were defeated, they must lose with courage.

It cannot be like the Lihuo Empire, which has become a joke in the mouths of all empires across the continent.

Now Feng Yu said that he might as well be Li Huo Emperor, directly poking at his Achilles heel.The White Tiger Emperor was trembling with anger, the holy power on his body was lingering crazily, and he was about to self-destruct.

Feng Yu didn't expect that the White Tiger Emperor, who was so excited by his words, would have such a big reaction. He was stunned for a moment and looked at Xia Feng subconsciously.

If he was willing to take action, he would definitely be able to save the White Tiger Emperor.

But Xia Feng didn't react at all, and even looked a little cold.

He watched the White Tiger Emperor self-destruct in front of him, and then waved his hand easily to disperse the aerosol caused by the explosion.

It seemed like nothing happened in mid-air, and the soldiers below were confused for a moment, not knowing whether to fight or not.

In such a moment of hesitation, the successive White Tiger Emperors had already emerged from various retreats and glared at Xia Feng.

"My son is such a good emperor, but you actually drove him to death."

Xia Feng's expression became even colder: "He blew himself up himself."

The person on the other side looked even angrier: "If I hadn't forced him, how could he have died?"

Seeing those people pretending one by one, they wanted to make Xia Feng's reputation stinky, but they didn't dare to surround him and do something to him. They would only accuse him sanctimoniously from the highest point of morality.

The darkness in Xia Feng's eyes became more and more obvious.

The person on the other side hadn't noticed yet, but Feng Yu, who had been following him, had noticed something and looked at Xia Feng worriedly.

After following Di Zi for such a long time, Feng Yu also knew that he was actually a very talkative person.

Why are you so angry this time?
Before he could figure it out, the successive White Tiger Emperors on the opposite side had already begun to die.

A ball of fire inexplicably began to burn from the body of the White Tiger Emperor who spoke first.

The intensity is not very strong, unlike before in Dali, where the sky full of ice and snow and the ice sculptures that instantly condensed to death had a little artistic sense of death.

This kind of burning occurs without any conscription and suddenly starts burning within one's own body.

It cannot be extinguished, nor can it be held back.

With the half-dead dragging on like this, no one knows which White Tiger Emperor this fire will ignite in the next moment.

The White Tiger Emperor, who was not affected, still managed to keep his face and refused to bow his head, even insulting Xia Feng.

Those affected White Tiger Emperors have already begun to beg Xia Feng for mercy.

But Xia Feng didn't want to keep any of them.

He stood in mid-air, staring at the White Tiger Emperors in front of him with an almost indifferent gaze, as if he wanted to engrave in his heart the embarrassment they looked like before they died.

Feng Yu pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

"My son, this..."

Xia Feng suddenly interrupted him: "Have you seen these people in front of you?"

"You are sanctimonious and think your reputation is more important than your life, but when it comes to a real crisis, you will still beg for mercy."

There was a smile on his lips: "It's a pity that there are no photos, otherwise I really want to spread the news about their current appearance."

Feng Yu trembled, wondering why the emperor came with such hostility and malice.

The expressions on the faces of the White Tiger Emperors in front of them were also stunned. This Li Huo was like a dull knife grinding flesh. It prevented them from dying immediately, but it also made them unable to resist.

After the White Tiger Emperor who spoke first was burnt into dry black coals and fell to the ground, the soldiers below did not know when they started to drop their weapons.

They knelt on the ground, looking a little panicked, as if they were worried that Xia Feng's next target would be them, and they began to surrender and beg for mercy.

(End of this chapter)