It's a pity that the scene they expected didn't happen.

I saw Xia Ming, who suddenly dispersed to the side and waved his arms to drive away the smoke and dust, indifferently appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Not dead?" Xia Donghai's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Xia Ming in disbelief.

The Heavenly Thunder Explosive Bead was condensed with his essence blood, and even if it was him, he didn't dare to say that he could receive three of his full blows.

But Xia Ming not only caught it, but also behaved lightly, as if it was not worth mentioning at all.

"You are really the Heavenly Rank Ninefold Martial Emperor?" Xia Qingyang narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced up and down at Xia Ming, and then put his hand on his chin and fell into thought.

"It's only been a few years, and you're breaking through too fast...... Could it be that when your emperor body was removed, you didn't lose your realm? ”

"No, it's impossible, it doesn't make sense, it's impossible to retain the strength of the Heavenly Rank Nine Fold without losing the Emperor Body, I all know it!" The twelfth Emperor Xia was also shocked.

The expressions of the top ten successive Xia Emperors have changed, they never expected that Xia Ming's realm is actually real.

Xia Donghai was short of breath, he turned his head secretly, and his whole face became distorted.

Why, this abandoned son who was abandoned by him still has so much potential?

At this moment, he regretted it, Xia Ming's performance was too good.

At the beginning, he really shouldn't have been deceived by his immediate interests and chose his summer life.

Look at the summer life again.

When everyone determined the strength of Xia Ming's ninefold rank, he seemed to have lost his soul, sat on the ground with his buttocks, and looked at Xia Ming blankly, where was there still the majesty of being Emperor Xia before.

"Ancestor, artifacts are of great importance to the empire, and we also said before that among the previous Xia Emperors, there are capable people living in it."

"If you want to take the Void Ding, please defeat me."

Xia Ming slowly fell to the ground, he walked in front of Xia Qingyang, bowed slightly and hugged his fists.

He lowered his posture very low, giving Xia Qingyang a lot of face.

Xia Qingyang took a deep breath, with a faint anger in his eyes.

After several battles, Ben was full of joy and was ready to take the artifact, but he didn't expect Xia Ming to throw out this trick again.

He took several deep breaths, looked at Xia Ming's resolute appearance, and knew that if he didn't fight, Xia Ming would not hand over the Void Ding no matter what.

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

"I can tell you, I will not show mercy in this battle!"

Xia Qingyang said angrily.

Xia Ming bowed his head slightly, noncommittal.

The faces of the rest of the Xia Emperors also became strange, even if it was them, they didn't expect things to turn out like this.

"Please rest for an hour."

Xia Ming dropped this sentence, and then walked back to Xia Feng's side.

Xia Qingyang snorted coldly, fighting against Xia Haiwei just now consumed a lot of spiritual power in his body, and it did take time to recover.

He sat down cross-legged, threw the eighth-order elixir into his mouth, closed his eyes and meditated, swallowing a large area of spiritual energy around him.

Soon, an hour passed.

Xia Qingyang, who had recovered his spiritual power, suddenly opened his eyes, he didn't say much, with a little violence, he flew directly into the Emperor Dragon Terrace.

"Grandpa, be careful."

Xia Feng was a little worried when he saw Xia Qingyang's unkind expression, and he said to Xia Ming beside him.

"Don't worry, the ancestor is strong, but your grandfather is not weak either."

Xia Ming stretched out his hand and rubbed it on Xia Feng's head, and then stepped into the Dilong Platform with a smile.

The two confronted each other on both sides of the Dilong Terrace, just like the previous battle between Xia Qingyang and Xia Haiwei, neither of them was in a hurry to make a move, but silently observed each other and looked for flaws.

Xia Qingyang would not take it lightly just because the degree of condensation of the divine body in Xia Ming's body was only five percent.

The demonic talent of the Nine Martial Emperors who broke through to the Heavenly Rank twice was enough to make anyone frightened.

"Hidden Dust."

Suddenly, Xia Ming began to move.

He spat out two words softly, and then the whole person's form suddenly became illusory, until it completely disappeared.

"Escape into space?" Xia Qingyang raised his eyebrows slightly, then he looked up at the sky, and then turned his head to look at his side.

Then, he sneered: "The Martial Emperor who cultivates the Great Dao of Space is indeed difficult to deal with, but don't forget, Ancestor, I am practicing the Dao of the Wind!" ”

"Nine Thousand Wind Blades!"

With an angry shout, the space of this Emperor Dragon Platform instantly erupted into a gust of wind, and these winds turned into small wind blades, constantly sweeping the surrounding space.

Soon, all the space of the Emperor Dragon Platform was filled with the wind blade, and on the right side of Xia Qingyang, Xia Ming's figure also slowly appeared.

He sighed, and once again erupted with a spatial force, isolating the wind blades around him.

"It's worthy of being an ancestor, and you have a lot of combat experience, so it seems that hiding is useless for you."

"Heh, in front of me, don't think about playing sneak attack, the Space Martial Emperor I am fighting against, there are not a hundred, but also eighty."

Xia Qingyang sneered.

"Also, I said I wouldn't show mercy to your men!"

Suddenly, Xia Qingyang's face became extremely cold, and as the long sword in his hand waved, a huge wind wave instantly swept out towards Xia Ming, and these wind waves emitted countless piercing screams, and everywhere they passed, there were bursts of sonic booms!

Looking from the outside of the Dilong Terrace, in front of Xia Ming's body, a radius of hundreds of meters was all green, and although his spatial power was strong, it couldn't resist these winds at all!

The physical space condensed in front of him was shattered inch by inch at this moment, and it was about to arrive in front of him!

The all-out attack of the seventh Xia Emperor was really terrifying!

Xia Ming's face instantly became solemn, his reaction was not slow, he immediately mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, and a silver liquid space avenue power immediately poured out of his body, and then solidified a space armor on his body!

This spatial armor contained his fifty avenue rules, and its defensive power far exceeded the spatial shield wall that he had fabricated at will before.

Immediately after, a terrifying wind swirled in the air and slammed into the armor on his body!

The two collided, and the terrifying power even loosened the seal on the outside of the Dilong Terrace!

Receiving this heavy blow, Xia Ming felt that his body was overturned, he gritted his teeth, and bursts of silver light appeared under his feet, and his body swept away like a swimming fish!

Xia Qingyang saw that Xia Ming had dodged his killing move, and he sneered again.

This time, instead of making up for the attack, he took a few steps back.

When Xia Ming roared close behind, Xia Qingyang suddenly showed a triumphant smile.

He raised his head and shouted: "Let you come over, you really come over, Xia Ming, you are still a little too tender!" ”

Then, the long sword held behind him by Xia Qingyang suddenly burst out with monstrous blue light, and the long sword exuded a little divine power, slashing towards Xia Ming's neck!

(End of chapter)