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

Chapter 345: Capturing Dongfang Bell alive

Xia Feng still had a smile on his face, but this expression looked like a devil in the eyes of the Eastern Divine Guard team.

He did not continue to stare at the Oriental Clock, but let him continue to hit the wall.

Xia Feng thoughtfully cast his gaze on these Xuan-level Martial Gods.

"Grandpa, do you need some practice?"

"If you don't need it, leave it to me to handle it?"

His control over the Divine Burial Art has been perfected in the Dream Bead, but he has not seen its power a few times in real life.

Xia Feng could faintly notice that every time he used all his energy to control the Sky Burial Sword with all his concentration.

It always conveys a sense of communication to itself.

It's like an existence that can't be explained clearly, so Xia Feng still wants to go further.

Xia Ming didn't have any intention to kill anyone, and during this period he was still torturing Dongfang Changming in the Void Cauldron.

So there is no plan to open the Void Cauldron.

Even in the field just now, he relied on the knocking ripples of the tripod body to swing away, without any intention of overturning.

So he shrugged his shoulders and signaled Xia Feng to handle it as he pleased, and then maintained the space seal with all his heart.

But from the corner of his eye, he would glance in the direction of Dongfang Clock from time to time, obviously to be on guard against his sudden escape.

The Heavenly Burying Sword seemed to have sensed Xia Feng's murderous intention and let out a crisp sword cry.

A faint shadow unfolded in front of Xia Feng's eyes, as if telling him how to use this move.

However, Xia Feng had already mastered this move, so he closed his eyes, took a breath and slashed at the remaining nine members of the Dongfang Team.

Strangely enough, the expressions of these people instantly became panicked.

But after being swept away by the sword energy of the Heavenly Burial Sword, his expression became gentler.

The sword energy swept a long distance around, but except for these nine people, no one seemed to feel anything else.

Even Xia Ming, who was standing next to the nine people, didn't feel any sword energy.

He was startled and glanced at Xia Feng subconsciously: "This move is a bit interesting."

Instead, Xia Feng showed a somewhat reserved smile: "It's just a random fumble, not very interesting."

In his mind, he sensed the sword moves that the Heavenly Burial Sword kept sending to him, and he had a clear understanding in his heart.

If he could really completely control the Sky Burial Sword, it would be possible to wipe out a city or even an empire, not to mention destroying the planet with one sword.

The faces of the nine dead team members on the ground did not look painful. Instead, they looked very gentle, as if they had calmly accepted their own deaths.

Now only the Oriental Bell remains.

Xia Ming continued to maintain the space blockade, but he walked to the nine dead people and took off all the storage rings on their bodies.

After looking at two of them, he clicked his tongue with no interest, and then moved the contents of the storage ring to another place.

Compared to the wealth of a branch family in the fourth branch, the things in the ring of this Eastern Divine Guard team can be called shabby.

Xia Feng didn't look much, but grabbed Dongfang Zhong by the collar from behind and lifted him to the entrance of the cave.

Dongfang Zhong's body is a bit tattered now. The mountains here have been washed away by the amethyst essence for so many years. The level of hardness is not something he, an Earth-level Martial God, can break through.There he clashed with the mountains, and other than causing the mountains to lose a few extra pieces of gravel, he had no other impact.

However, after being dragged away by Xia Feng, his somewhat blurred eyes that were swallowed up by the darkness gradually came back to their senses.

After taking a look at his own condition, Dongfang Zhong was still trying to shout: "Damn it, what did you do to me?"

"I advise you to let me go as soon as possible, otherwise the entire Divine Guard team will be dispatched and you will have no place to hide."

He shouted with a sullen look, and after he shouted, he felt a little guilty, but he still insisted on lying.

If it weren't for the fact that he was from the Dongfang family, Xia Feng would have praised him for being so good at making people laugh.

Seeing that Dongfang Zhong wanted to continue shouting, Xia Feng kicked his knee: "Stop talking nonsense. If you want to accompany your team members, I don't mind giving you a ride."

What Dongfang Zhong originally wanted to say came to an abrupt end. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the nine people lying next to him who had been cut into pieces.

And Xia Ming, who kept rummaging around on the corpse, felt for a moment that these two people were devils.

Why did the chief patriarch send him to complete this task?
This is not a benefit or reward at all. The patriarch wanted to eliminate dissidents, so he sent him here, right?

But apart from being a little greedy, he has never done anything seriously wrong. Why him?

Just when Dongfang Zhong's eyes were spinning wildly, Xia Feng said coldly: "Hand over all the useful things on you."

Dongfang Zhong's face twitched. For him, who was greedy in the past, this was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Even so, he still slowly took off the storage ring from his hand.

There is also another artifact that is relatively precious to him, and it was cut off by Xia Feng just now.

Xia Feng glanced at it with his consciousness, and there was a bit of disgust in his eyes: "Why are you so poor?"

The expression on Dongfang Zhong's face became even more bitter: "Sir, I am just the captain of the Divine Guard Team. How can I have so many opportunities to come into contact with so many precious things?"

Xia Feng frowned slightly and urged with a bit of impatience: "Then tell me about the Dongfang family."

Dongfang Zhuangzhuang had given him some popular science before, but that man was too stupid, and Xia Feng was always worried that there might be some half-knowledge in what he said.

It would be too troublesome if Xia Feng was misled.

Dongfang Zhong had a calculating look on his face, and his eyes rolled around for a while.

"Sir, if I tell you everything, can you let me live?"

Xia Feng sneered: "Tell me, you are not qualified to bargain."

"If you don't want to talk, go and accompany your team members now."

As he spoke, he raised the Heavenly Burial Sword in his hand, which made Dongfang Zhong's whole body tremble slightly with fear.

He just saw with his own eyes that his ordinary artifact was cut in half by the sword, just like the team members on the ground.

Dongfang Zhong did not dare to test Xia Feng's bottom line anymore and quickly introduced the situation of the Dongfang family.

"The chief patriarch of the Dongfang Family is called Dongfang Haoqiong, and he is a seventh-grade divine king."

Xia Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh? God King? Seventh Rank?"

This time Dongfang Zhong was confused: "Don't you know, sir?"

(End of this chapter)