Xia Haiwei faced the fierce blade, but he didn't dodge or dodge, his resolute face was not moved at all, and in his pupils, there was only the sharp blade in Xia Qingyang's hand!

In just one second, Xia Qingyang slashed out twenty-one swords, each sword carrying a terrifying Wind Dao!

Xia Haiwei turned sideways, and with a speed that did not match his size, he flexibly dodged the twenty-one swords, and then lifted the giant axe from below, and came up with a move!

The violent flames burned violently on the giant axe, Xia Qingyang's face was heavy, he mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body under his feet, and quickly burst back!

The giant axe fell into the air, Xia Haiwei snorted coldly, and continued to pursue forward, one move after another, without giving Xia Qingyang the slightest respite.

"Bang bang bang!"

The long sword and the giant axe continued to clash in the air, and the aura of heaven and earth changed from mild to violent, and countless substantial aura ripples erupted in all directions!

"Your strength has grown a lot!"

Xia Qingyang stepped back sharply, and every time he stepped on the ground, the floor would be cracked.

Xia Haiwei took a deep breath, he used all his strength for the attack just now, although Xia Qingyang looked embarrassed, he hadn't taken the initiative to attack yet.

The heavenly two men wrestled incessantly, then separated, and then wrestled together.

The building material of Dilongtai is red rock diamond, which is known as Emperor Wu and is difficult to break.

This material is extremely rare, and the entire Great Xia Empire only has 100,000 tons of storage.

Under the confrontation between the two, the Dilong Platform gradually became dilapidated, countless debris flew up, and the other Xia Emperors in the audience were distressed.

But they didn't dare to stop the battle between the two rashly, and could only hope that they could decide the outcome quickly.

"Blue Shadow Split!"

Xia Qingyang's roar sounded in the sky, and the long sword in his hand suddenly flew into the sky, and the blue-green sword qi continued to rotate around the sword body, glowing with cold and cold glow!

Xia Haiwei's face changed slightly, he raised the giant axe in his hand high, and roared angrily.

"Raging Spirit Axe, Dragon Flame Breaks the Sky!"

The two stunts exploded, the turquoise and the huge fiery red exploded in the air, and the colors of the sky were rendered, and there was a strange beauty at this moment.

The attacks of the two of them contained extremely sharp edges, and the faces of everyone in the audience were full of solemnity and shock, and the last three Xia Emperors couldn't imagine that the strength of Xia Qingyang and Xia Haiwei was so terrifying.

If the people on the stage were any of them, the aftermath of this move alone would make them spurt blood continuously, and if they were directly hit, they would probably not be far from death.

Both of them did not spare the slightest hand, for the sake of the artifact Void Ding, in order to break through the Martial God, they had done their best.

Everyone looked up at the smoke and dust in the sky and watched closely, not knowing who could be the winner in this terrible battle.

Teal green and fiery red, the two great brilliances reflected in the sky, are deadlocked together, looking quiet and peaceful, but in fact they both want to devour each other madly.

Xia Haiwei's face was a little uglier than Xia Qingyang's, his hand holding the giant axe trembled faintly, Xia Qingyang's divine body condensation seemed to exceed his imagination, judging from the power of the explosion just now, it should have exceeded fifty percent!

"I didn't expect you to break through in battle!" He gritted his teeth and looked at Xia Qingyang incredulously.

Xia Qingyang's face was also a little pale, but in the confrontation just now, he, who was extremely talented, unexpectedly increased the condensation of the divine body to fifty-one percent, and faintly had the momentum of transcendent sanctification.

Gradually, the turquoise light began to invade the fiery red, Xia Qingyang's hands slammed into a seal, and roared: "Break!" ”

With an order, the huge energy fluctuations in the air exploded directly in the eyes of everyone!

The turquoise suppressed the fiery red, although the eighth Xia Emperor was helpless and unwilling, but the divine body was a few points weaker than the opponent after all.

The condensation of the divine body is more than 50 percent, which is a watershed moment that many people will never be able to overcome in their lifetime.

Fifty percent, ninety percent, these are the two biggest obstacles to the condensation of the divine body.

Every breakthrough will bring unparalleled power, and the divinity will be more condensed.

After breaking through 50 percent, until 90 percent, there will be no major obstacles.

And if you break through 90 percent, you will almost certainly be able to break through to at least a demigod.

"It's broken through fifty percent, but I didn't expect that the strength of the seventh ancestor would be so strong."

Xia Ming shook his head slightly and said with emotion.

The eighth Xia Emperor roared angrily, constantly increasing the output of spiritual power, and frantically slashed with a giant axe.

He did not dare to procrastinate, and he had to use all his strength to resolve the battle in the shortest possible time.

If you want to win, you have to do that.

Facing Xia Haiwei, whose momentum was surging, Xia Qingyang was not in a hurry, but was stable and not chaotic, and followed every move he made.

After the half-pillar of incense, Xia Haiwei, who couldn't take Xia Qingyang for a long time, could only sigh helplessly, slowly fell to the ground, and walked out of the Dilong Terrace.

"I throw in the towel."

The outcome of the battle was already doomed, and with a large consumption of spiritual power, he no longer had the capital to defeat Xia Qingyang.

After all, they are all members of the Xia family who belong to the same sect, and it is impossible for him to bombard and kill foreign enemies at all costs like he really treats them.

Xia Qingyang, whose divine body has broken through fifty percent, is no longer on the same track as him, Xia Haiwei knows that his second uncle is terrible, and this is the result of continuing to fight.

Although he lost the artifact, if he wanted to say who was most likely to break through the Martial God Realm, it was only Xia Qingyang.

Instead of fighting with him, it is better to take the initiative to give up the Void Ding, so that there may be a chance to get the personal guidance of the future Martial God.

The winner finally selected by the top ten Xia emperors appeared, and it was the seventh Xia emperor who was the oldest and the oldest, Xia Qingyang.

Xia Qingyang fell to the ground, looking excited, looking at the Void Ding beside Xia Ming with great excitement.

"Tianming, this event has ended, the strongest has already made a decision, according to the promise of you and Xiaofeng, it is time to take out the Void Ding obediently, right?"

Xia Qingyang squinted slightly, locked on the Void Ding, unable to take his eyes off the slightest.

"Of course, we said before that the Void Ding must be ruled by the most powerful existence in Emperor Xia." Xia Feng smiled and nodded.

"Well, that's good."

Xia Qingyang stroked his goatee and nodded with a smile.

"Congratulations to the Seventh Ancestor for his victory, but ......"

His words suddenly provoked Xia Qingyang to turn his head violently, and his expression was not good.

The rest of the Xia Emperors also looked at Xia Feng one after another, and the atmosphere suddenly froze to the freezing point.

They couldn't believe that Xia Feng would break his promise at this time, you must know that anyone here can easily bombard him, what capital does he have to regret it?

"Has the Seventh Ancestor forgotten that there is still a Xia Emperor standing here?"

Xia Feng raised his head kindly, showed a sunny smile, and then pointed to Xia Ming.

(End of chapter)