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

Chapter 91 Emperor Wu made a move, and the Seventh Flying General of Great Xia captured and killed Xia Feng!

But it's still too scary to dispatch a Martial Emperor of the Empire's High Heaven Pavilion for one person.

Shadow sighed in the air, although he felt that what Xia Naiwu did was a bit too high-profile, but he was just a servant and had no place to speak.

"This time, those adults surnamed Xia don't know how to deal with the emperor..."

He couldn't help shaking his head.

High Heaven Pavilion.

The grandest and tallest tower in the imperial capital rises from the center of the imperial capital, with a total of 24 floors and a height of about 400 meters.

Although he was trained by the Great Xia Empire with a foreign surname, Emperor Wu, the existence of Ling Xiao Pavilion is all people at the peak of martial arts.

They are the strength of the Xia family on the bright side, 24 people, guarding 24 territories of the Great Xia Empire.

The next 12 of them had once fought against the Nixue lineage.

The previous emperor, Xia Ming, was conferred the title of Emperor Zhantian. When the whole family moved to the Zhantian Dynasty, he was still Emperor Wu.

Although deprived of the emperor's body, his realm fell instantly, from the sixth-level Martial Emperor of the Heaven Rank to the ninth-level Martial Emperor of the Huang Rank.

It is an extremely terrible thing for a dynasty to have the cultivation base of Emperor Wu.

At the very beginning, the other dynasties around, such as the three dynasties of Heaven, Earth and Man, were all quite humble against the Zhantian Dynasty, and they went up to worship from time to time. They were also afraid, worried about this former emperor who was once known as the No. 1 emperor of the empire.

Until the previous Emperor Xia retreated again, the worried Xia Ming made another fierce move!
The Lower Twelve Martial Emperors of Ling Xiao Pavilion are called the Twelve Flying Generals of the Empire, and the Upper Twelve Martial Emperors are called Dragon Generals.

Down to the inside, guarding the four directions, and the dragon to the outside, conquering the world.

But this time, Xia Ming mobilized His Excellency Ling Xiao's twelve flying generals at once to go to the Zhantian Dynasty together, and abolished Xia Ming's last cultivation base on the grounds of treason.

Under the joint siege of the Twelve Martial Emperors, Xia Ming's Dao was swallowed up and his dantian exploded. Xia Ming didn't let them stop until his realm fell to King Wu.

On that day, the Zhantian Dynasty was destroyed, and Xia Ming was dying. Due to the clan rules, he dragged his body and took his son and daughter-in-law to the most remote and most declining Xingyu City to survive.

In the blink of an eye, 25 years have passed.

At this time, a figure with a fierce scar on his face and a fierce aura was standing on the tower on the seventh floor.

Liao Changfei looked into the distance, his eyes gradually turned cold.

"I didn't expect that 25 years later, I would do the same thing." He said with a blank face, holding a large sword in both hands.

"A heaven-ranked ninth-level martial saint who has mastered 490 rules can at most be equal to a half-emperor. Xia Ming is dead, and Xia Naiwen is only a hundred years old. After more than 20 years, he has cultivated to the level of a martial master at most."

"With such an opponent, did the emperor arrange for me to fight?"

In front of him, the shadow of the eighth-level Martial Saint knelt on the ground on one knee, cupped his fists and respectfully said: "This person has become a serious problem for the Emperor. As a powerful Martial Emperor of the Emperor's lineage, only you can take it!" Get this person down."

"To tell you the truth, General Liao, Xia Ming's grandson is really too weird. When he just broke through to the Martial Saint, we arranged for people from the middle-grade holy land to take action, but he was lucky. He rushed directly to the middle-grade holy land and exploded. Out of the strength of the earth-level martial saints, kill the Holy Master, Deputy Holy Master and several core elders!"

"We all thought he was hiding his strength at first. Later, the emperor arranged for me to go to the northwest corner of Beizhou, and took the initiative to contact the top ten high-grade holy places in the northwest corner, and asked them to take action and kill this son."

"However, half of the twenty fifth-level martial saints they sent out were beaten to death by that kid in Xingyu City, and the rest also fled and returned to the Holy Land in a state of embarrassment."

"They all said that without knowing what happened, Xia Feng's realm suddenly broke through to the Heaven Rank Martial Saint, and there are many methods, very difficult to deal with!"

Liao Changfei listened quietly without saying a word.

"About a month later, the top ten top-rank holy land sages gathered together again, and the final discussion was to make a move together to avoid any accidents."

"They were swearing in the Xuanwu Terrace, and when they were finally preparing for Qichen, that kid appeared on his own initiative. He hid in the thundercloud. After he appeared for the first time, he exploded with the aura of a heaven-ranked ninth-level martial saint, and even cast ten times in a row. The ability of the Dao of Great Elements!"

"He is a natural emperor body, and he has the qualifications to condense the emperor body, so instead of going, he practiced ten ways of elements?"

Hearing this, Liao Changfei couldn't help frowning and asked.

"This, I don't even think about it." Shadow shook his head, "But this guy is too weird, he doesn't play cards according to the routine at all, as if you are stronger, he is stronger than you!"

"Master Dizi is also a little bit impatient, so he asked me to come to you, General." Shadow complimented again, "Only an existence like you can completely avoid those accidents!"

"It's not impossible for an evildoer in his 20s to cultivate to the ninth level of the heavenly rank Martial Saint, with a natural emperor's body."

Liao Changfei said with a smile: "But if you say that he broke through to Emperor Wu in his 20s, it would be a bit of a dream. It can be seen that the emperor wants to be safe."

"But it doesn't matter, you go back and repay the emperor. As a member of the emperor's lineage, I will naturally take action when the emperor needs it. Let him rest assured that I will set off immediately. After one month, I will personally send Xia Feng's Bring the head back to him."

"Excuse me, my lord!"

Shadow bowed again, and the terrifying figure in front of him picked up the giant sword more than two meters long, stepped forward in one step, turned into a fiery red meteor, and rushed towards the northwest direction with great momentum.

It was this giant meteor that instantly caused an uproar in the imperial capital.

"The Emperor Wu of the Lingxiao Pavilion has made a move, who is it?!"

"The fiery red spiritual power...is the seventh flying general, General Liao!"

"My God, Emperor Wu was dispatched again. What happened? Could it be that a foreign enemy invaded from the southeast of the East China Sea?"

"No, look at the direction Mr. Liao is going, it is clearly the northwest corner of our Great Xia Empire!"

"Northwest corner? What's there, wait a minute, could it be that the limelight is so hot recently..."

"Shut up, you don't want to live anymore? Don't talk nonsense if you shouldn't say it!"

For a while, countless princes, nobles, and vendors in the World Trade Center discussed this matter, which also made Ying sweat a cold sweat.

But fortunately, almost all the old people in the main hall are in seclusion, and they don't care much about worldly things, which also gave Xia Naiwu an opportunity to take advantage of.

Ling Xiao Pavilion 24 Emperor Wu, the seventh flying general Liao Changfei, was ordered by the emperor's son to capture and kill Xia Feng in the fourth year of the Great Xia Empire No. 40.

Many people did not expect that his attack this time directly changed the whole sky of the later imperial capital!
(End of this chapter)