Nine Dragons War Sovereign

Outside the Xia Family.

Xia Feng pretended to be a good person, making people uncomfortable.

It was laughable, but Xia Feng did not know that the current Ye Ling could no longer be compared to the past. What ancestor or ancestor, they would all be the same in front of him.

Behind Ye Ling were Ye Xiong and the Sword Saint. Which one of them was not a powerful warrior that had lived for ten thousand years?

Nie Hun and Emperor Huang were two heads as well. With their identity and status, they had to follow Ye Ling as the leader. How could he, Ye Ling, be afraid to find out about a Xia Family Patriarch?

Moreover, Ye Ling had come for Xia Huai, he helped out out out out of good intentions, but was played around by Xia Huai. Although it did not cause him any losses, Xia Huai's actions, made his teeth go cold.

"I say, brother-in-law, you must not go in. Otherwise, if you are missing an arm or a leg, I won't be able to explain myself to my sister, right?"

Seeing Ye Ling's weird expression, Xia Feng was actually still reminding Ye Ling, and in his heart, he couldn't wait to see the scene of Ye Ling being repaired by the ancestor.

Tell the truth.

Xia Feng couldn't bear to see Ye Ling being so arrogant. After all, he was Ye Ling's first uncle, so he naturally didn't want to bow to Ye Ling every day.

Ye Ling frowned, he touched his nose and looked strangely at Xia Feng in front of him. Hearing Xia Feng's unsincere words, he really wanted to give Xia Feng a slap.

The Sword Saint and Ye Xiong, who were standing behind Ye Ling, could not help but twitch their mouths. To call the Xia Family Ancestor by his name, what did they count as?

Nie Hun cut his eyebrows and smiled sinisterly. Seeing Xia Feng's blind look, he truly felt pity for him.

Emperor Huang's expression was odd, his face was a mix of green and red. Facing Xia Feng's attitude, he also really wanted to give him a few pointers.

"Are you done talking?"

Seeing that Xia Feng did not finish speaking, and had exaggerated everything, Ancestor Xia Huai talked like no one else was his match, yet got annoyed listening to him.

"Huh?"

Xia Feng, who was in the middle of speaking excitedly, was suddenly interrupted by Ye Ling. Instead, he was slightly dissatisfied, as if he was not satisfied with the result.

Without waiting for another word, Ye Ling directly walked towards the palace gate, ignoring him, Xia Feng.

"Brat, what are you pulling at?"

"When you enter the hall, you will definitely feel good!"

Seeing that Ye Ling was really heading towards the palace, Xia Feng laughed coldly to himself, as if he had seen Ye Ling's swollen face, and was kneeling down and begging for mercy.

Ye Ling arrived at the front of the hall and sensed that there were still a few unfamiliar auras in the hall. Their cultivations were all around the 7th level of the Star Martial Realm.

"When did the Xia Family gain so many experts?"

Ye Ling, who was standing right in front of the door, was surprised. The strange Qi in the hall were all the experts of the Star Martial Realm, which made him curious.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Ling stepped into the hall with the Sword Saint and the rest following behind him.

The moment Ye Ling and the rest stepped into the palace, the originally noisy palace suddenly became silent.

Inside the palace, there were a total of eight people, one of them was Xia Family's patriarch Xia Huai.

The Xia Huai currently still looked sickly, but the aura he gave off was extremely strong. His cultivation was at the eighth level of the Immortal Realm, equivalent to the strength of the eighth level of the Heavenly Honorable Stage.

Other than Xia Huai, there were also some familiar faces that Ye Ling knew. He was the master of the Xia Family, Xia Qingsong.

The current Xia Qingsong only had the cultivation of the first stage of the Heaven realm to the Honorable Stage, it was insignificant, and did not enter Ye Ling's eyes at all.

Of the remaining six people, one was a woman and the rest were all men. Their expressions were all serious and their cultivations were all around the 7th level of the Star realm.

The woman could be considered pretty. She wore a red dress, but her figure was extremely sexy.

Of the five men, two of them looked young, while the other three were around the middle of the year. They all wore the same blue colored clothes, seeming to be from some powerful force.

Ye Ling and the rest entered the hall immediately, only to see Xia Qingsong suddenly standing up, his eyes wide open as he looked at Ye Ling who had entered.

"Why did you come?"

Xia Qingsong suddenly visiting Xia Family seemed to be abnormal. According to Ye Ling's personality, if there was nothing going on, how would he come?

Xia Huai, who was sitting on top of the palace, had a strange expression. His eyes that looked at Ye Ling clearly showed that he was shocked and fearful.

"What are you saying?"

"I am your son-in-law, do I need to pass the knowledge down to you in advance?"

Facing Xia Qingsong's question, Ye Ling scoffed. He raised his hand to rub his nose as he looked at the few strangers in the hall and asked Xia Qingsong directly.

Hearing that, Xia Qingsong's old face immediately flushed red, he glanced at the people on both sides of the hall, as though he was afraid of them.

"You … "You go out first."

"Wait, I have something to settle with you!"

Xia Qingsong's face darkened, looking at Ye Ling, he instantly shouted, as though he did not wish for Ye Ling and the rest to appear in the palace.

Ye Ling frowned, he had a strange expression, but looking at Xia Qingsong's guilty conscience, he felt that there was something fishy about it.

"Ancestor, Senior Sword Saint, do as you please. This place is your own home, there's no need to be courteous."

Ye Ling laughed sinisterly, he suddenly turned and looked at Sword Saint and the rest, turning his attention back to them. He started to invite Sword Saint and the others to sit, he did not look polite at all.

"You!" Seeing that Ye Ling did not know how to appreciate favors, and was even purposely going against him, immediately flushed red from anger, as she angrily glared at Ye Ling while gnashing her teeth.

The Sword Saint and Ye Xiong naturally understood Ye Ling's intention, the two of them did not hold back and walked out at the same time, heading towards the seats at the front.

The two seats at the front were already taken by the two middle-aged men in blue. However, Ye Xiong and Sword Saint did not even bother with them.

Boom! * Boom! *

The Sword Saint and Ye Xiong stepped forward. Before the two of them could react, the Sword Saint and Ye Xiong had already taken action.

Puff puff!

The two blue-robed men vomited blood and flew into the air at the same time, lying in the middle of the hall.

Before the people in the hall could see clearly, the Sword Saint and Ye Xiong had already sat down. Each of them looked calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.

When Xia Qingsong saw the two blue clothed men being thrown down from their seats due to the severe injuries, he was actually frightened to the point of being at a loss of what to do.

"Scram!"

Not waiting for it to calm down, Nie Hun suddenly stepped forward, looked at the blue clothed man in front of him, and immediately let out a stern shout, her voice moving like thunder.

Puff!

The blue clothed man who was sitting in front of him immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as white as paper as he quickly got up, almost falling to the ground and falling out of the way for Nie Hun.

Boom! *

Emperor Huang didn't waste any words, raised his fist and horizontally punched towards the other man in blue. His attacks were very quick, and the power was even more terrifying.

"Ah …!"

A blood-curdling screech sounded. The blue clothed man that was sitting there flew out along with his chair, heavily smashing into the wall at the back of the hall and fainting on the spot.

This was how overbearing he was.

Xia Qingsong, who was standing on top of the palace, was already so scared that he was trembling. Seeing that Ye Xiong, Emperor Huang and the others were not good people, and could easily send the blue clothed Innates flying while spitting out blood, what qualifications did he have to speak?

Xia Huai, who was sitting on the roof of the palace, was restless. Seeing the scene of Ye Ling and the others, he was obviously trying to show his might.

Ye Ling glanced at the remaining two, only to see that the two were actually trembling in fear, and anxiously stood up and hid at the side.

Seeing that, Ye Ling actually shook his head and sneered, he revealed a look of disdain, and directly stepped into the hall.

"Ye Ling, what are you doing?"

Seeing Ye Ling's actions, Xia Qingsong became anxious and anxiously shouted at him.

Ye Ling did not bother about him. He looked at the Xia Huai who was sitting uneasily, and slowly walked towards him.

Ye Xiong and the others smiled but did not say anything, each of them just sat there waiting for the show to start.

Xia Huai who was seated on top of the palace had a pale face. Seeing Ye Ling's overbearing look, he actually had a sense of unease and fear.

"Ye Ling, let's talk properly."

"You are Xia Family's son-in-law, you must pay attention to your own identity!"

Xia Huai could no longer remain calm, and anxiously warned Ye Ling. In front of this public, if he were to stand up, he would instead be ridiculed by others, and would lose all face.

"You already know that I'm Xia Family's son-in-law after a while?"

"But no matter how I see it, you do not consider me to be one of your family?"

Ye Ling smiled coldly, but the gaze with which he looked at Xia Huai was filled with ill intent.

His tone was even more forceful, full of extreme dissatisfaction and threat towards Xia Huai.

Just as he was about to speak, Ye Ling, who was facing him, took a step forward and appeared in front of him.

Boom!

Ye Ling instantly threw out a punch, only to see that Xia Huai's eyes were wide open, and he actually could not dodge it.

"Ah... "Pfft!" Xia Huai screamed miserably, and when he spat out a mouthful of blood, Ye Ling grabbed his neck, and suddenly threw him down the hall.

Plop!

Xia Huai fell to the ground, his body dragging over ten zhang as blood dripped from his mouth. He immediately became dispirited and almost passed out.

"Patriarch!" When Xia Qingsong saw his ancestor Xia Huai being thrown out of the hall like a decoration in front of Ye Ling, he was shocked.

The Xia Family had never existed, and without the support of the ancestor, one of them had walked out with great difficulty and was now violently beaten up by Ye Ling. How could he possibly remain calm?

Xia Huai, who was below the palace, coughed out blood, and revealed a face full of fear as he looked at Ye Ling. How could he have known that after Ye Ling returned from the Immortal World Ruins, his strength would become so terrifying?

Ye Ling who was atop the palace sat on top of the palace without a trace of politeness, and asked Xia Huai with an ice-cold smile. "How do you feel? I respect you as the ancestor of the Xia Family, and you are even an immortal. That is why I promised to help you, but you schemed against me and almost caused me to die and never return. "

Hearing what Ye Ling said, Xia Qingsong's face showed that he was at a loss. Ye Ling's tone was obviously blaming Ancestor Xia Huai for lying.

As for Xia Huai, his face was flushed red, he looked at Ye Ling and was rendered speechless, he had only wanted to borrow Ye Ling's hand to suppress his clone, who knew that he would anger Ye Ling?

"Who are you?"

When Ye Ling was in the hall questioning Xia Huai, suddenly, the lady in red standing by the side looked up at Ye Ling, and directly spoke to interrogate him!