Xia Yiming was deeply hurt by Feng Jinghong's indifferent attitude. Since he was a child, he had a noble status and great talent, and was respected by all major forces.
Even if the dynasty is destroyed, he is still one of the strongest people of his generation, and now he is an extremely powerful leader, with the most powerful fighting force in the world. Has he ever been so despised?
But he knew that now he was outnumbered and had no choice but to make his own choice.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said to the Nine-Headed Jiao King:
"Since you are looking for death, then I will help you first. A fight outside Yaochi!"
Before the grand event even started, the human race and the ancient race were facing each other.
One side is the remnant of the Great Xia Dynasty, and the other is the divine general of the Ziwei tribe in Heaven. Both sides have extraordinary origins and superb cultivation.
This battle aroused the interest of many people, and soon many onlookers gathered outside Yaochi.
Feng Jinghong looked around and saw many familiar figures, including the Ji family and Big Moon, Ye Fan and Li Heishui, and some young people from the ancient tribe.
"Boom!" The Nine-Headed Jiao King took the lead, piercing the air with the Blood-Diamond Nine-Dragon Spear, and instantly arrived in front of Xia Yiming. The blood-colored electric light crackled, accompanied by a violent sonic boom, like an ancient dragon leaving the sea, with an astonishing momentum.
Xia Yiming's eyes narrowed, and an expert would know if he was there as soon as he made a move. He was definitely a top expert.
"Roar!" A deep dragon roar sounded, and Xia Yiming's blood boiled. Each strand of blood was like a small dragon rising into the sky.
He swung his fist and swung his right arm out like a dragon waving its tail, avoiding the tip of the spear and hitting the spear body.
"Dang~" The fists and spears intersected, making a sound like the collision of divine weapons.
The blood-diamond Nine-Dragon Spear kept attacking, and the shadow of the spear was like a forest, covering Xia Yiming's whole body. Xia Yiming's arms turned into golden dragons, flying up and down, and he beat the Nine-Headed Dragon King with a pair of fists.
After a fierce confrontation, the two separated.
The Nine-Headed Jiao King grinned: "Emperor Dragon Fist? Not bad. But it's still far from challenging His Highness!"
Xia Yiming's eyes were cold, and the loss of his inheritance was an eternal pain in his heart. The words of the Nine-Headed Jiao King made him murderous.
"Keng!" A golden dragon sword appeared in his hand, the treasure light shimmering, and the golden dragon shape could be vaguely seen wrapped around the sword body, which was so powerful!
"That's an imitation of Taihuang's sword, mixed with some immortal gold!" The knowledgeable elders in the crowd exclaimed.
Feng Jinghong then turned her attention to the scene: "What a sword!"
He originally didn't take Xia Yiming seriously, but now he has changed his mind. This person must stay today!
The fierce battle started again. With the blessing of the dragon sword, Xia Yiming became more and more courageous as he fought. He used his true dragon body to its extreme, and the Nine-Headed Jiao King was actually suppressed.
"The Dragon Qi of the Imperial Dao is truly extraordinary! It is indeed a holy attack technique that can be compared with the Taoist supreme word secret of 'Dou'!"
Some people in the crowd of onlookers praised it.
"Hmph!" The Nine-Headed Jiao King obviously heard these sounds and sneered.
"Boom!" He stabbed out with a spear, and nine bloody dragon shadows surrounded the spear tip. When they collided with the dragon sword, both sides collapsed at the same time.
Xia Yiming looked in disbelief. He turned his head sharply and glared at Feng Jinghong:
"You actually taught the Taihuang Sutra to a servant?"
Feng Jinghong still looked calm: "All the gods and generals in heaven can choose an emperor's sutra to practice. The Taihuang Sutra is just one of them. Is there any problem?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.
Everyone in the world knew about the Emperor's son, but no one expected him to be so powerful!
You must know that even if you are from a family that has a great emperor, not just any clan member can practice the Emperor's Scripture. Only a few direct descendants with outstanding talents are qualified to learn it.
And any god general in heaven can actually rest. According to the words of the emperor, there may be more than one, and he can choose on his own!
For a time, many people's thoughts were surging and they were asking how to join the Heavenly Family.
Xia Yiming's eyes were bloodshot, and he felt like his heart was burning with anger.
Anyone who sees the inheritance that they regard as their foundation will be used to reward their subordinates will go crazy.
"Ah!" Xia Yiming roared, his black hair flying wildly. He really had murderous intentions at this moment.
In anger, he struck out ninety-nine eighty-one swords in a row, each sword was a golden dragon, as thick as a mountain, with dense scales and ferocious claws.
The strong dragon power was so overwhelming that some people with lower strength could not even stand.
The Nine-Headed Jiao King looked solemn, and he could see that his opponent was trying his best.
Silently, sky after sky spread out behind him, some surging with chaos, and some sparkling with stars.
Twenty-four heavens!
After coming to Beidou, this is the first time that the Nine-Headed Jiao King has used this method of suppressing the bottom of the box.
The divine dragon roared, the sky and the earth were in chaos, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and the heavens were in turmoil.
Violent energy surged, the heavens were shattered, and the dragon died.
Xia Yiming merged his body and sword into one, transforming his body into a dragon.
The true form of the nine-headed dragon king appears and is blessed on the edge of the blood diamond spear.
One gold, one blood, one dragon and one dragon, collided repeatedly, sonic booms were like thunder, and terrifying energy waves scattered the clouds in the sky.
The battle has not yet gained the upper hand at this level. Xia Yiming couldn't help but become anxious. He had already tried all his means. Could it be that he couldn't even defeat one of his subordinates?
A sharp look flashed across his eyes, and when the two collided again, Xia Yiming's sword pointed directly at the Nine-Headed Jiao King's forehead, ignoring the bloody spear.
The Nine-Headed Jiao King sneered in his heart, fight to the death with me?
Faced with Xia Yiming's desperate move, he never flinched.
Phew! The bloody spear point directly pierced Xia Yiming's head, and the dragon sword in Xia Yiming's hand also cut off half of the Nine-Headed Jiao King's head.
Plop!
The two bodies fell heavily to the ground.
There was silence all around, no one expected such a result.
The two of them were actually so strong-willed that they would rather die than retreat and fight to the death together. This was beyond everyone's expectations!
Many people looked at Feng Jinghong and Taoist Shencan. One was Xia Yiming's companion, and the other was the master of the person involved. They didn't know how these two would deal with it.
However, to everyone's disappointment, neither of them responded. Feng Jinghong was in a daze, while Taoist Shencan was lying drunkenly on a hill, almost falling asleep.
These are two extremely powerful leader-level warriors, and they are both so young and have a bright future. Do these two people really feel no pain at all?
People couldn't help but think so, but at this moment, the situation in the field suddenly changed.
A golden divine light suddenly lit up in Xia Yiming's pierced forehead bone, wrapping his body. Rich vitality filled the air, and Xia Yiming's injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"The death talisman refined by the Great Emperor!" someone screamed.
On the other side, gray mist surged around the Nine-headed Dragon King, engulfing his entire body. A huge nine-headed monster could be vaguely seen rolling and roaring, one of its heads shattered into blood mist.
When the fog dissipated, people saw that the Nine-Headed Jiao King had completely recovered from his injuries, and his tyrannical aura was surging.
"How did he come back to life? Did he also have a scapegoat?" People were surprised.
"It's not like that. The phantom that appeared behind him just now seems to be a kind of alien species recorded in ancient books..." A gray-haired old leader said with some uncertainty.
At this time, the words of the Nine-Headed Dragon King also confirmed the speculation of the person who spoke before.
He stared at Xia Yiming coldly: "I have nine lives in total. I don't know how many times your talisman can save you!"
Xia Yiming had no expression on his face and slowly raised his sword: "It's enough to kill you!"
Just when the Nine-Headed Jiao King was about to take action again, Feng Jinghong spoke:
“Lao Jiu, that’s it!”
The Nine-Headed Jiao King was stunned for a moment, and then said anxiously: "Your Highness, I can kill him!"
"I believe it!" Feng Jinghong said with a smile.
"But you are about to kill Dao. Spending too much life will affect your Dao fruit. He is not worth the high price you pay. Let me do it!"
The Nine-Headed Jiao King heard this and did not object again. He did have nine lives, but this did not mean that he would not be damaged once he died. The exchange of lives cost his essence, and he was indeed afraid that it would affect his way of killing.
So he bowed and said: "Yes, Your Highness!"
Seeing Feng Jinghong slowly approaching, Xia Yiming couldn't help but feel excited:
"You finally dare to come down!"
Different from his excitement, Feng Jinghong looked calm:
"Go ahead and end it quickly, I have something else to do!"