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

Chapter 333: Pretending to surrender and letting go of guard, Xia Feng kills two Martial Gods in succession

Caron looked worried, turned around and left in a hurry.

The two Xuan-level first-level Martial Gods were left looking at each other, with a little greedy smile on their faces.

"How are you going to ask your grandson to hand over the ancient artifact?"

One of them picked up a set of torture instruments and started gesturing at Xia Ming's body.

They sneered and said: "Since you are ready to tell the secret, it doesn't make any difference if you tell it sooner or later."

"That is, isn't it the same thing to tell the clan leader or us, and then let us convey it to the clan leader?"

"Speaking out earlier can save you some physical pain."

The torture instrument in the man's hand kept getting closer to Xia Ming, causing his body to tense up reflexively.

The guard opposite looked at his posture and laughed: "Stop struggling, tell me now, I can still give you a good time."

Xia Ming rolled his eyes and showed a subtle smile.

"Then, there is only one secret. Who among you will listen to it?"

The two guards paused for a moment, and then began to look at the companion opposite. Their eyes began to narrow unconsciously, as if they were on guard.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, the two of them snorted softly: "Don't waste your time, we won't be provoked by you."

"The credit will be shared equally between the two of us. All you have to do is tell the secret."

Xia Ming felt a little regretful in his heart. During this period, he knew that Xia Feng was making breakthroughs, but he didn't have a clear idea of ​​how far he had progressed.

I originally thought of inciting these two people to kill each other, which would also reduce some trouble for my grandson.

However, these two clever people did not fall for the trick, which made Xia Ming feel a little regretful.

The guard's patience gradually began to decrease. After a while, the owner of the house came over and the two of them had not yet come out with the results, so the credit for their work was reduced by more than half.

Thinking of this, they said with a cold expression: "Tell me, you don't want to suffer another criminal punishment, right?"

Xia Ming showed a little bitter smile: "Then come over, I tell you..."

The two guards approached Xia Ming in unison, and then they saw stars flickering on Xia Ming's bound body.

The weak light was not dazzling, but it seemed to be faintly affecting a certain star in the sky.

The guard was even stunned for a moment. You must know that all the torture instruments here are specially made, and the most important function is to isolate all divine energy.

What's going on with Xia Ming now?
But now Xia Feng, who was busy on his way, suddenly felt the stars in the mid-air being faintly moved.

He stopped and then started sensing the star.

After a moment, a subtle smile appeared on his lips: "Found it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a space tunnel was torn open in front of his eyes. With a shake of his body, he passed through the tunnel.

The two guards were still wondering about Xia Ming's anomaly and did not notice the danger at all.

A space crack suddenly appeared behind Xia Ming, and then Xia Feng's body easily emerged from it.

The guard paused, and then a look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face.

"You are Xia..."

Before he finished speaking, he covered his neck in confusion, as if he couldn't believe what was happening.The Heavenly Burial Sword in Xia Feng's hand was curled up with a sword flower. The guard's lips trembled slightly before he finished speaking, and blood began to ooze from his neck.

He didn't understand what happened until his death. It was just a sword, how on earth it broke through his divine body and killed him easily.

The other guard was already shaking with fear.

"No, it's none of our business. This is what the Dongfang clan chief asked us to do."

"This is what the patriarch asked us to do, no, don't kill me!"

He looked panicked and knelt on the ground to beg Xia Feng for mercy. He kept shaking his head wildly, as if he wanted to beg Xia Feng for mercy.

After all, Xia Feng looks young, and when he is young, he might become soft-hearted...

Xia Feng held the Heavenly Burial Sword and stabbed him lightly.

The guard's body began to surge wildly, trying to block the divine body in front of him to protect him.

After all, the body of the one who had been hit by the sword was already cold as he lay on the ground.

But these avenues were like a layer of fragile paper in front of the Sky Burial Sword, easily torn to pieces.

The guard looked down at the sword on his chest and opened his mouth to say something, but Xia Feng had already pulled out the sword.

His body paused for a moment, then slowly fell to the ground. Before he died, he stared at Xia Ming's position unwillingly, as if he didn't understand why all this happened.

It was obvious that Xia Ming had relented, and it was obvious that the two of them would get a lot of credit right away, and then leave this disgusting cell and go somewhere else.

Why has it become like this?
Xia Feng took two steps forward and took out a key from one of them.

Xia Ming has not come back to his senses yet. Even though he knew that Xia Feng was very powerful, he never thought that it would be easier for him to kill a first-level Xuan-level Martial God than to chop vegetables and melons.

"Feng'er, you..."

Xia Feng turned to look at his grandfather in confusion: "How do you use this key? I don't seem to see the keyhole."

Xia Ming paused and forgot about the topic just now: "Just give me the key."

Xia Feng handed over the key obediently, and then saw the key in Xia Ming's hand starting to emit a little bit of pitch black light.

Soon this layer of pitch-black light covered his whole body. The black light locked in each joint and Dantian merged into the pitch-black light of the key, making Xia Feng feel a little relaxed for a long time.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, with a look of excitement on his face: "I can finally get out of this hellish place!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xia Feng hand over the Void Cauldron.

"Grandpa, you specialize in the Dao of Space and are much more proficient in using the Void Cauldron than I am, so you can continue to hold the Void Cauldron."

Xia Ming was just about to refuse. He was not a fledgling boy now.

Dongfang Changming attaches so much importance to this ancient artifact. It must be an extremely precious thing. He might as well let Xia Feng hold it because it would be more useful.

Xia Feng saw Xia Ming's thoughts and waved the Heaven Burial Sword in his hand.

"Grandpa, don't worry. I have an ancient artifact that suits me better. I don't have that much need for the Void Cauldron. It's easier for grandpa to hold it."

Xia Ming glanced at the Heavenly Burial Sword that had just slashed two martial gods in succession. He hesitated for a moment and then refused.

(End of this chapter)