Fight Break: Family Ancestor Xuan Emperor Xiao Xuan

Chapter 282 Battle of the Saints

For Xiao Yan, this might just be a flash of his inspiration, but for 'Han Feng' and the black and white elders who have been hiding behind Xiao Yan, this is a very terrifying thing.

Soul skills are different from fighting skills, they involve the most illusory soul in human life.

Most of the people who can create soul skills are fighting saints who are good at souls, even if they are fighting emperors, it doesn't mean that they can create soul skills.

As for Xiao Yan's current real strength, it seems that only the Nine Star Douzong is the only one. To be able to create a soul skill at such an age and strength, this Xiao Yan's talent should be against the sky.

In the hidden space, the two sages, civil and military, looked at each other, and only now did they really understand why Xiao Yan was chosen as the emperor by the ancestors at a young age.

Although the two sages of civil and martial arts were amazed at being able to possess the cultivation base of the Nine Star Douzong at the age of 17, they were not too surprised.

After all, they were from the Xiao Clan and had seen too many geniuses, not to mention that Xiao Yan was able to become the Nine Star Douzong so quickly because of the Fen Jue reason.

Being able to create a terrifying fighting skill like the Buddha's Fury Lotus, the two saints of civil and martial arts were still not too shocked, but when Xiao Yan created a soul skill of their own, the two finally discovered that the emperor they had been following all along, Truly an amazing talent.

Compared with the shock of the two sages of civil and martial arts, Han Feng in the distance was shocked, but there was a trace of absolute ferocity on his evil face.

"I really didn't expect that such means would not be able to get rid of you, and even let you create a soul skill."

Han Feng sneered: "If you were placed in the Dou Qi Continent where the origin qi of heaven and earth had not completely disappeared, you might really be able to become a new emperor-level powerhouse."

He knew very well in his heart that his confrontation with Xiao Yan just now seemed ordinary, but only the two of them knew about the dangers that filled it.

If someone else came over, even a five-star Dou Zun might not be able to escape the damage of that soul-destroying demonic light.

After all, it was an attack directly aimed at the soul.

"But everything is over here. I thought this king could be resurrected again, but since I met you, it is worthwhile to replace you."

Under Xiao Yan's astonishing gaze, Han Feng suddenly exploded with a 'bang', and in an instant, the bottom of the Spring God Stream, which could be seen clearly, reappeared black devilish energy that could not be seen with his hands.

Of course, at the same time, there is also a water-blue flame burning blazingly in the distance.

"It's Haixinyan!"

After seeing this scene, a smile appeared on Xiao Yan's face, but he didn't take it immediately.

Instead, he cautiously looked at the pitch-black devilish energy, and after a while, the devilish energy rushed towards one direction rapidly.

Soon, Luoshenjian became extremely clean, and there was no trace of magic energy, only Hai Xinyan was left in place, slowly releasing the scorching heat.

But instead of being happy, Xiao Yan became more cautious.

As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Sure enough, after only a moment, the ground of the Chunshenjian began to tremble violently.

Bursts of brilliance erupted from the depths of the ground, and a large burst of light shone indistinctly.

And under this large formation, there seems to be something extremely terrifying about to break out of the ground.

And after seeing this scene, Xiao Yan stopped being brave, quietly put away Hai Xinyan, and then summoned the two saints of civil and martial arts.

The things under this big formation may not be something he can contend with at all.

Sure enough, as a broken sound sounded from the ground, the original large formation suddenly dimmed at this moment.

What followed was the boundless devilish energy surging out again.

Compared with the current demonic energy, the demonic energy that appeared in Luoshenjian before is simply a drop in the bucket.

Soon, the monstrous demonic energy gathered again, and a huge specter with a height of more than a thousand feet, which almost approached the depth of the entire Spring God Stream, appeared in Xiao Yan's eyes.

"I can use the last demon king's origin to kill you, boy, your death is worth it!"

The voice of the black phantom is like thunder, and the aura released by every gesture can make the world tremble.

And such a powerful aura instantly made the surrounding creatures tremble for thousands of miles.

"Really? But I don't think it's worth it. What kind of class are you, a little devil king, who dare to discuss your status with this emperor."

Looking at this huge specter, Xiao Yan didn't show any panic on his face, but turned around and glanced at the two saints of civil and martial arts beside him.

"Old Man, Old Man Wu, this guy has the real power of fighting saints, are you two rivals?"

While speaking, he was still holding the jade talisman that contacted Xiao Shaobei in his hand, if he was in doubt, he could ask Shaobei.

If the combination of civil and military saints is not this guy's opponent, then he can only shake people.

Looking at the huge black shadow in the sky, the two sages of civil and martial arts showed a trace of solemnity on their faces, but they did not shake their heads.

"If this guy was in his prime, even if the two of us teamed up, we probably wouldn't be able to make it out of three rounds, but now that we've gone through a thousand-year seal, I'm afraid he's already exhausted.

Today's last source can only prevent another outbreak of the power of fighting saints. "

"It shouldn't be a big problem for the two of us to join hands. The young master should find a place to hide first. Even if the young master already has the combat power of the Dou Zun level in the battle between the holy ranks, if it is affected It's not good either."

Seeing that the two sages of civil and martial arts did not show any fear, Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the patriarch's favor is not expensive, he can't always go whoring like this for nothing. Since the two saints of civil and military are somewhat sure, he doesn't have to shake people for the time being.

Thinking this way in his heart, Xiao Yan nodded slightly to the two sages of civil and martial arts: "In this case, then I will be in trouble."

After all, he suddenly fled towards the distance.

This kind of battle between saints, even if it is a aftermath, he can't bear it.

"Protecting the young master is the duty of the two of us, so what can we do?"

Xiao Wen chuckled, but the thousand-foot phantom had stretched out its huge right hand.

"Boy, do you want to run? Today is the battle of Saints, and you have to die!"

It's just that as soon as his words fell, two rays of light, one red and one blue, erupted in the Chunshen stream. The next moment, the two Tiyings were slightly smaller, but the same majestic figure of thousands of feet appeared in the Chunshen stream. Among the streams.

And that big hand was already blocked by Xiao Wu's fighting spirit at this moment.

"If you want to kill my son of the Xiao Clan, do you rely on you, the half-breathed demon king?"

Xiao Wu snorted coldly.

Seeing the two huge figures suddenly appearing in front of him, there was a trace of fury in the eyes of the black phantom.

"Damn it! How can a small Nine Star Douzong have so many hole cards!"

"The two half-sages also want to stop me, and they want to die!"

The phantom roared angrily, and the monstrous demonic flames burned from his body, bursting out with such power that the two sages of civil and martial arts felt their souls stinging.

Facing this phantom comparable to a fighting saint, the two saints, civil and military, did not dare to be careless, and immediately joined forces to fight against this phantom.

"Boom!"

Compared to the battle between the three saint-level powerhouses, the battle between Xiao Yan and 'Han Feng' just now was like a joke.

I saw that every time the three of them collided, the terrain of the entire Chunshenjian had undergone huge changes.

Every fight between saint-level masters is enough to shatter the sky, and the fluctuations generated by each collision are even greater than the power of Xiao Yan's four-color fire lotus.

Three huge figures as high as a thousand feet stood in the Chunshen Stream, which seemed huge to ordinary people, but it was like three ordinary people standing in an alley.

At this moment, half of the people in the Black Horn Region felt the earth tremble slightly.

In Spring Lake City, Han Yue and his group looked at the direction of the Spring God Stream in the distance, and they also showed blank expressions on each other's faces.

It seems that even a Nine Star Fighting Sect cannot create such fluctuations.

Even if it is the legendary Dou Zun strongman, a full blow may not be able to make the ground thousands of miles away tremble slightly.

This kind of combat power has already surpassed their knowledge and imagination.

But at this moment, Xiao Yan, who was not far from the Spring God Stream, was watching the battle here excitedly.

"Well done, give him another punch!"

At the beginning of the battle, the civil and military saints were almost suppressed and beaten. After all, the gap between the semi-sage and the fighting saint is still very large. .

But with the passage of time, a little bit of background in that phantom has already been used up.

He is rootless water, and his power is almost getting less and less the more he uses it, but the two sages of civil and military are full of serious sources.

Fighting and fighting, the two sages of civil and military began to gain the upper hand slowly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The black phantom suddenly roared.The sound waves turned the surrounding gravel into powder again.

He never imagined that this Xiao Clan's Tianjiao was accompanied by two semi-saint powerhouses, and these two old things could barely withstand the attack of the Fighting Saint level together.

"If this continues, even if I fall here, I'm afraid I won't be able to kill this kid!"

Seeing the arrogant and complacent expression on Xiao Yan's face a hundred miles away, Moying's mood became even more depressed.

Once upon a time, even the real Dou Sheng powerhouses fell in his hands, but now, he can't even pinch a small Dou Zong to death.

"I've said it before, even if Dou Sheng comes, you have to die today!"

The phantom roared again, and its figure shrank suddenly, but the phantom flames on its body became more and more violent, and even radiated a temperature close to that of a strange fire.

When he was reduced to the size of a human head, the terrifying temperature had already surpassed ordinary strange fire.

"The torrential demonic flame burns my demonic soul. It turns into a soul seal, and a demon is planted in the soul heart!"

The last sound came from the black magic flame, and the black magic flame turned into a terrifying streamer, leaving a long black trace in the space, galloping towards Xiao Yan's direction.

With that terrifying power and speed, even the two sages of civil and martial arts couldn't help but change their expressions.

"Young Master!" The two roared, but they were still a step behind.

I saw that terrifying black fireball came not far from Xiao Yan in the blink of an eye, and it probably didn't take half a breath before it could hit Xiao Yan's body.

As for the desperate blow of this holy rank powerhouse, no matter how insanely talented Xiao Yan was, it was impossible for him to survive such an attack.

At this moment, another jade talisman appeared in Xiao Yan's hand, but this one was not the one that summoned Xiao Shaobei.

At the very moment, Xiao Yan quietly crushed the jade talisman, and immediately after that, a fiery red light mask appeared on his body.

This layer of mask is almost as thin as paper, but when the black flame hit it, it only caused ripples, not even a single crack.

"How is it possible, this is impossible, you deserve to die, you really deserve to die!" A ferocious roar came out from the black flames, and they tried their best to make no cracks in the mask.

In the end, amidst the dissatisfaction of the demon king, who was once comparable to the powerhouse of the fighting saint, the black flame finally extinguished helplessly.

"At this level, you still want to assassinate the emperor's son?"

After seeing the demon king completely disappear, Xiao Yan let out a deep breath.

Fortunately, how could my only means of saving my life be the Second Sage of Civil and Martial Arts and Xiao Shaobei's Summoning Talisman.

Don't forget, among the powerful members of the Xiao clan, the one closest to him is his grandfather Xiao Lin.

When chasing and killing the Purple Sky Demon Python last time, Xiao Lin left three jade talismans for himself before leaving.

Every jade talisman can block the full blow of a one-star Dou Sheng.

Although these three jade talismans almost emptied Xiao Lin's family fortune, Xiao Lin didn't care so much when he heard that his precious grandson had a bright future.

After all, ever since Xiao Yan became the emperor, the fighting saints among the Xiao clan were all polite when they saw him, and said, "Yo, isn't this the emperor's grandfather?"

"Young master, young master!"

After the black flame dissipated, the two sages of civil and martial arts also reacted, and looked at Xiao Yan with fear on their faces.

"It scared our brother to death. If something happens to the young master, how should we explain it?"

"It's okay."

Xiao Yan smiled slightly, and comforted him: "This time, I have asked the elders to help."

Although the battle just now was won, but fighting against a strong fighter, even if the opponent is already crippled, it still makes the two saints of civil and military very difficult.

Both of their faces are slightly pale now.

Looking down, the Spring God Stream, which was originally stretching for hundreds of miles and reaching a depth of thousands of feet, has almost disappeared on the map of the Black Horn Region.

Instead, there was a huge deep pit created by the battle of the three saints, like a large basin with a diameter of nearly a hundred miles.

"Two, let's go down and have a look."

Xiao Yan smiled slightly, and looked towards the bottom of the Spring God Stream. There may be some secrets of the evil spirits hidden in it.

Hearing what Xiao Yan said, the two sages of civil and martial arts naturally had no objection.

Xiao Yan smiled slightly, and then removed the light red mask.

However, just when the three of them were about to head down, a sudden change occurred.

Where the black fireball disappeared, a strand of black light comparable to hair suddenly rushed towards Xiao Yan, the speed was so fast that Xiao Yan almost had no time to react.

"Master, be careful!"

Xiao Wu gave a low cry, and stretched out his hand to block the black light.

However, this black ray of light directly penetrated into his hands.

(End of this chapter)