Dou Po: Xuan Emperor Xiao Xuan

Chapter 282 Battle of Saints

Author: Wonton City Lord

Chapter 282 Battle of Saints

For Xiao Yan, this may be just a flash of 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 in that they involve the most elusive soul in human life.

Most of the people who can create soul skills are strong Saint Fighters who are good at souls. Even those who are strong Fighting Emperor warriors cannot create soul skills just by creating them.

Xiao Yan's true strength now seems to be that of the Nine-Star Douzong. To be able to create a soul skill at such an age and strength, Xiao Yan's talent must be so incredible.

In the hidden space, the civil and military saints looked at each other. Only now did they really understand why Xiao Yan was chosen as the emperor's son by his clan ancestors at such a young age.

Although the Civil and Military Saints were amazed by the fact that a seventeen-year-old could possess the cultivation level of the Nine-Star Dou Sect, they were not too surprised.

After all, they were from the Xiao clan and had seen too many geniuses. What's more, the reason why Xiao Yan could become the Nine Star Douzong so quickly was because of the Burning Technique.

Being able to create such a terrifying fighting skill as the Buddha's Angry Fire Lotus, the two saints of civil and martial arts were still not too shocked. However, when Xiao Yan created a soul skill of his own, the two finally discovered that the emperor's son they had been following...

Truly an amazing genius.

Compared with the shock of the two civil and military saints, Han Feng in the distance was shocked, but his evil face showed a trace of absolute ferocity.

"I really didn't expect that such methods could not get rid of you, and even allowed you to create a soul skill."

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

He knew very well in his heart that the confrontation between him and Xiao Yan just now seemed ordinary, but the dangers in it were only known to the two of them.

If it were someone else, even a five-star fighting master might not be able to escape the harm of the soul-destroying demonic light.

After all, it was a direct attack on the soul.

"But everything ends here. I thought that I could be resurrected again, but now that I have met you, it is worth replacing you."

Under Xiao Yan's surprised gaze, Han Feng suddenly exploded with a 'bang' sound. In an instant, black demonic energy that could not be seen appeared again at the bottom of Chunshen Stream where he could already see clearly.

Of course, similarly, there is a water-blue flame burning in the distance.

"It's Hai Xinyan!"

After seeing this scene, Xiao Yan showed a smile on his face, but he did not go to get it immediately.

Instead, he cautiously looked at the dark demonic energy. After a moment, the demonic energy surged rapidly in one direction.

Soon, the Luoshen Stream became extremely clean, with no trace of demonic energy present. Only Hai Xinyan remained in place, slowly releasing the scorching heat.

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

As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, there will be a monster.

Sure enough, just a moment later, the ground of Chunshen Stream began to tremble violently.

Bursts of brilliance erupted from deep underground, and a large array of light was faintly flashing.

And beneath this formation, something extremely terrifying seemed to be about to break out of the ground.

After seeing this scene, Xiao Yan stopped showing off, quietly put away Hai Xinyan, and then summoned the two saints, civil and military.

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

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

Following this, boundless demonic energy surged out again.

Compared to the current demonic energy, the demonic energy that appeared in Luoshen Stream before was simply a drop in the bucket.

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

"If you allow me to use the last source of the devil to kill you, boy, your death is worth it!"

The voice of the black demonic figure was like thunder from the sky, and the aura it released with every movement of its hands and feet could make the whole world tremble.

And such a powerful aura instantly caused all the creatures within a thousand miles around to tremble.

"Really? But I don't think it's worth it. What kind of status do you, a little demon king, dare to discuss your identity with this emperor's son?"

Looking at this huge demonic shadow, Xiao Yan didn't panic at all, but turned around and glanced at the two civil and military saints beside him.

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Wu, this guy has the real power of fighting saint, are you two rivals?"

While he was speaking, he was still holding the jade talisman that contacted Xiao Shaobei. If you were unsure about something, you could ask Shaobei.

If both civil and military saints are no match for this guy, then he will have no choice but to sway him.

Looking at the huge black shadow in the sky, the faces of the Civil and Military Saints also showed a trace of solemnity, but they did not shake their heads.

"If this guy was in his prime, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to get out of three rounds even if we joined forces, but now that I've been sealed for a thousand years, I'm afraid it's long since exhausted.

Now this last source can only prevent another burst of fighting saint power."

"It shouldn't be a big problem if the two of us join forces. Young Master should find a place to hide first. In this battle between saints, even if Young Master already has the combat power of Douzun level, if it is affected, I'm afraid it will be...

It doesn’t feel good either.”

Seeing that the Civil and Military Saints did not look afraid, Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the clan leader's favors are not valuable, he can't always do it for nothing. Since the civil and military sages are somewhat confident, he doesn't need to sway people for the time being.

With this thought in his mind, Xiao Yan nodded slightly to the two saints of civility and martial arts and said, "In that case, I'll help you two."

After saying that, he suddenly fled towards the distance.

Even the aftermath of this kind of battle between saints is something he can't bear.

"It is our duty to protect the young master, so what's the point?"

Xiao Wen chuckled, but the thousand-foot-long demonic figure had already stretched out its huge right hand.

"Boy, want to run away? Even if the Fighting Saint comes today, you will die!"

But just as he finished speaking, two rays of light, one red and one blue, burst out in the Spring God Stream. The next moment, the two silhouettes were slightly smaller, but the same towering figure of thousands of feet appeared in the Spring God.

In the stream.

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

"You want to kill me, the Xiao Clan's emperor, just because you, the demon king, are still half alive?"

Xiao Wu snorted coldly.

Seeing the two huge figures suddenly appearing in front of them, a hint of rage appeared in the eyes of the black demonic figure.

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

"Two Half-Saints also want to stop me and seek death!"

The demonic shadow roared angrily, and the monstrous demonic flames ignited from his body, exploding with full power that made the two saints of civil and military circles feel the pain in their souls.

Facing this demonic figure that was 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 demonic figure.

"Boom!"

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

I saw that every collision between the three people caused huge changes in the terrain of the entire Chunshen Stream.

Every fight between saint-level masters was enough to cause the earth to collapse, and the ripples produced by every collision were greater than the power of Xiao Yan's four-color fire lotus.

Three giant figures with a height of thousands of feet stood in the Chunshen Stream, which looked extremely huge to ordinary people, but they looked like three ordinary people standing in an alley.

At this moment, half of the people in the Black Corner Territory felt the earth tremble slightly.

In Spring Lake City, Han Yue and a group of people looked in the direction of Chunshen Stream in the distance, with blank expressions on each other's faces.

It seems that even a Nine-Star Douzong cannot create such fluctuations.

Even for the legendary Dou Zun, a full blow may not be able to cause the earth thousands of miles away to tremble slightly.

Such combat power has long exceeded their knowledge and imagination.

At this moment, Xiao Yan, who was not far from Chunshen Stream, was watching the battle here with excitement.

"Good fight, give him another punch!"

When the battle just started, the Civil and Military Saints were almost beaten. After all, the gap between the Half-Saint and the Fighting Saint was still very large. Even if the Civil and Military Saints joined forces to double their strength, they would only be able to develop insignificantly.

.

But as time went by, the little bit of information in that demonic shadow had already been used up.

He is originally like water without roots, and his power almost becomes less and less the more he uses it, while the two sages of civil and military power have sufficient origins.

Fighting and fighting, the Civil and Military Saints slowly began to gain the upper hand.

"Ahhhhhh!"

The black demonic figure suddenly roared. The sound wave caused the surrounding gravel to turn into powder again.

He never imagined that this genius of the Xiao clan would be accompanied by two strong semi-saints, and that these two old men could barely withstand an attack at the level of a Dou Sage when they teamed up.

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

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

Once upon a time, even the truly powerful Dou Sect fell into his hands, but now, he can't even crush a small Dou Sect to death.

"I told you, even if the Fighting Saint comes, you will die today!"

The demonic shadow roared again, and its figure suddenly shrank, but the demonic flames on its body became more turbulent, even emitting a temperature close to that of a strange fire.

When he turned into the size of a human head, the terrifying temperature had surpassed ordinary strange fire.

"The billowing demonic flames burn my demonic soul. It turns into a soul mark, and a demon is planted in my soul's heart!"

The last sound came from the black magic flame, and the black magic flame turned into a terrifying stream of light, leaving a long black trace in the space and speeding away in the direction of Xiao Yan.

That terrifying power and speed made even the Civil and Military Saints unable to help but change their expressions.

"Young Master!" The two of them roared, but they still took a step slower.

I saw that terrifying black fireball arriving not far from Xiao Yan in the blink of an eye, and it would probably hit Xiao Yan in less than half a breath.

No matter how talented Xiao Yan was, he would not be able to survive such an attack.

At this moment, a jade talisman appeared in Xiao Yan's hand again, but this one was not the one that summoned Xiao Shao's stele.

At the critical moment, Xiao Yan quietly crushed the jade talisman, and then, a fiery red light shield appeared on his body.

This mask was almost as thin as paper, but when the black flames hit it, it only caused ripples, not even a crack.

"How is it possible, this is impossible, you deserve to die, you really deserve to die!" A ferocious roar emanated from the black flames. He tried his best, but never cracked the light shield.

In the end, amidst the reluctance of this demon king who could once rival the mighty Dou Sheng, the black flame finally extinguished helplessly.

"At this level, you still want to assassinate my son?"

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

Fortunately, the only means of saving his life are the Civil and Military Saints and the Xiao Shao Monument summoning talisman.

Don't forget, among the strong men of the Xiao clan, the one closest to you is your grandfather Xiao Lin.

The last time he chased the Purple Sky Demonic Python, Xiao Lin left three jade talismans for himself before leaving.

Each jade talisman can block the full blow of a one-star fighting saint.

Although these three jade charms almost wiped out Xiao Lin's family fortune, Xiao Lin didn't care so much because his precious grandson had a bright future.

After all, ever since Xiao Yan became the emperor's son, the Fighting Saints in the Xiao clan have always been polite to him, saying, "Hey, isn't this the emperor's son's grandfather?"

"Young Master, Young Master!"

After the black flames dissipated, the Civil and Military Saints also reacted and looked at Xiao Yan with fear on their faces.

"We brothers are scared to death. If something happens to the young master, how should we explain it?"

"It doesn't matter."

Xiao Yan smiled slightly and said comfortingly: "This time, I asked the two elders to help."

Although the battle just now was won, fighting against a strong Fighting Saint, even if the opponent was already severely disabled, was still very difficult for the Civil and Military Saints.

Both of their faces are now slightly pale.

And looking down, the Spring God Stream, which originally stretched hundreds of miles across and was as deep as a thousand feet, had almost disappeared on the map of the Black Angle Territory.

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.

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

Xiao Yan smiled slightly and looked at the bottom of Chunshen Stream. There might be some secrets of evil spirits hidden in it.

After hearing what Xiao Yan said, the Civil and Military Saints naturally had no objections.

Xiao Yan smiled slightly and removed the light red mask.

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

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

"Young master, be careful!"

Xiao Wu shouted low and stretched out his hand to block the black light.

However, this black light penetrated directly into his hand.

(End of chapter)