Fight Break: Family Ancestor Xuan Emperor Xiao Xuan

Chapter 178 The fear of being dominated by the Xiao clan

Looking at the twelve standing figures in the sky, the first generation was shocked at first, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

The Xiao Clan is more powerful than she imagined, but the more powerful the Xiao Clan is, the more benefits it will bring to this generation of Medusa.

At the same time, she also had a clearer understanding of Xiao Yan's status in the Xiao clan.

Just to take revenge on a one-star Fighting Saint, he called twelve Fighting Saints with just one phone call. I really don’t know how much energy this kid has.

Twelve fighting saints, for an ordinary ancient family, they are probably close to all the top combat power.

But looking at this appearance, it seems that these twelve people are just the tip of the iceberg for the Xiao clan.

As for Yue Mei and the others, their faces were no longer shocked, but confused.

In a place like the Northwest Continent, a Dou Zun is a top expert, and a Dou Zun is a legendary figure, which is simply beyond their imagination.

However, at this moment, twelve powerful fighting saints appeared in front of them. This scene was simply a dream for them.

I never dared to dream about it, but it actually appeared in front of me like this.

Only now did they understand how terrifying the forces behind Xiao Yan were.

Xiao Yan looked at the twelve powerful fighting saints in front of him with emotion.

The so-called Twelve Golden Saints are a group composed of twelve younger fighting saints among the Xiao clan.

The strongest among these twelve Fighting Saints is at the level of Five-Star Fighting Saints, but they all have one unified characteristic, and that is youth.

Even the oldest Five-Star Fighting Saint is not more than 500 years old. These twelve Fighting Saints are all people with the potential to challenge the Seven-Star Fighting Saint.

Xiao Yan's grandfather Xiao Lin is the youngest and weakest among the Twelve Golden Saints, but an eighty-year-old Fighting Saint would be a candidate to be the leader of the clan if he were placed in the Medicine Clan and the Stone Clan.

"Grandson, tell grandpa who is the blind person who offended you."

Xiao Lin spoke slowly.

"Grandpa, seniors, it's this guy. He just wants to steal the inheritance from me, but he actually has murderous intentions towards me."

Xiao Yan pointed his finger in the void, and a mirror image appeared in the void, and above it was the phantom of the purple sky demon python Zi Ran.

Looking at Xiao Yan's handwriting, Xiao Lin's face showed a hint of joy.

"Your boy is already a three-star Douzong?"

"It's just a three-star Dou Zong, I still need to be modest and make progress."

Xiao Yan said modestly, with a smile on his lips.

"Okay, you don't want to take advantage and act like a good boy."

Seeing Xiao Yan's appearance, Xiao Lin rolled his eyes and kicked Xiao Yan in the butt.

I still don’t know what kind of virtue my grandson has.

However, Xiao Lin was so casual about Xiao Yan, but the other eleven saints had expressions of emotion on their faces.

Xiao Yan's true age now seems to have just reached sixteen years old.

At the age of sixteen, he reached the three-star Dou Zong. With such a talent, he was ranked among the top three in the Xiao clan's thousand-year history.

These people still have a lot of room for improvement after becoming Douzong. When they were young, they were all talented people, but when they reached the realm of Douzong, most of them were in their early twenties.

"No wonder he was named the Emperor's Son by his clan ancestor. His cultivation speed is indeed no worse or even faster than the previous two Emperor's Sons."

With this thought in their hearts, these eleven saints did not dare to have the slightest contempt for Xiao Yanran.

"Haha, Emperor, just tell me what to do."

The leader of the five-star fighting saint looked at Xiao Yan with a smile.

The ten fighting saints behind him also nodded.

"How to do?"

A sneer curled up at the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth.

"The natural thing is to find him out and let him know what role he is."

Hearing this, these Fighting Saints all had smiles on their faces.

This young emperor is domineering, but shouldn't the Xiao clan be more domineering?

"Next, we have to ask all the seniors to help find this guy." Xiao Yan bowed his hands towards these Fighting Saints.

"The emperor is the highest-ranking person in our clan, why should he be so polite to us."

A fighting saint laughed, but he was very grateful for Xiao Yan's courtesy.

No matter how talented the other party is, they are still a Dou Zong. Although it may not take a hundred years to surpass them, at least they are not yet at a level that makes them awe.

I originally thought that this young man would be very arrogant because of his success at a young age, but I didn't expect that he would be such a good person.

"Don't worry, Emperor. We, the Xiao Clan, have indeed been keeping a low profile for too long, and we dare to provoke even a small one-star Dou Sage. Today, we must shock this group of miscellaneous fishes."

A burly three-star fighting saint said domineeringly.

"If you dare to bully my grandson, let him know how he died today." Xiao Lin also snorted coldly. He was always a person who defended his shortcomings.

Soon, these twelve fighting saints turned into streams of light and flew out in all directions.

At this moment, the northwest continent fell into the fear of being dominated by the Xiao clan.

These twelve fighting saints didn't have the slightest idea of ​​being low-key. They each directly spread their auras and mobilized the vast sea of ​​soul power to launch a carpet-like search in the northwest continent.

And these twelve terrifying auras caused the entire northwest continent to tremble.

"Oh my God, what a terrifying existence that is. Just feeling his breath makes me tremble all over, like an ant facing a giant dragon."

"How do I know, but the owner of this breath is definitely a peak powerhouse, a powerful existence that we may not be able to see in our daily life or even in our lifetime."

A day later, another breath swept by.

"Why is this strong man back again? No, this aura is not the same as yesterday.

Oh my god, what happened to this world? Why did so many powerful auras suddenly appear? "

Many sect empires in the northwest continent have been in extreme panic these past two days, especially some powerful Dou Zun warriors.

They, who were usually at the top of the Northwest Continent, had been inspected back and forth by several Fighting Saints in the past two days. Suddenly seeing so many strong Fighting Saints made their hearts almost collapse.

And when they asked about the identities of these fighting saints, they all received a unified reply.

"Xiao Clan!"

The overwhelming search by the Twelve Golden Saints not only caused countless forces to fall into fear, but also alarmed the powerful Fighting Saints who had been sleeping in seclusion in the northwest continent.

"Who are you guys? They hang around on top of my head every three days and prevent anyone from sleeping!"

A deep roar shook the space, and a black god Xuanwu who had been sleeping for thousands of years stared coldly at the Xiao Clan Fighting Saint in front of him.

This Xuanwu's cultivation has actually reached the level of the Seven-Star Fighting Saint, and he is the most terrifying one among the fighting Saints who are currently hiding in the northwest continent.

Facing this Seven-Star Fighting Saint, even the Xiao Clan Fighting Saint broke into a cold sweat.

"Senior, we are members of the Xiao clan. We wanted to find someone here, but we didn't expect to disturb you."

"Xiao Clan?" Black God Xuanwu's huge pupils turned.

"Thousands of years ago, another strong Emperor Fighter appeared on the mainland. That person seems to be from your Xiao clan?"

"Yes, that person is the ancestor of my family."

"So that's it. Then you can continue to investigate. It doesn't matter if I lose a little sleep."

"Thank you senior!"