Xiao Yan, the emperor's son who fights against the sky

The moment Xiao Yan's voice fell, not only did the smile on Xiao Shengwang's face froze, but even Xiao Shaobei was slightly startled.

"Xiao Yan, although he has become a Fighting Saint now, he is still a young man after all. It seems that his journey has been a little too smooth. He dared to fight against Xiao Saint King just after he became a Fighting Saint. It’s time for the old fighting saints to fight.”

Xiao Shaobei looked at Xiao Yan beside him and couldn't help but smile.

The gap between the one-star fighting saint and the five-star fighting saint is like a chasm. No matter how strong Xiao Yan is, it is impossible to make up for such a huge gap.

Compared to what Xiao Shaobei was thinking, Xiao Shengwang, who was standing opposite Xiao Yan, was staring at Xiao Yan with an ugly expression.

"Your Highness, the Emperor, I admit that you are indeed the most talented person in our clan for countless years, but talent is one thing, but strength is another. If the Emperor cannot let go of this face, then I, King Xiao Sheng, will also If I don’t bully you, the worst I can do is give you three years.”

After that, his eyes were fixed on Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan, a little guy who had just joined the Fighting Saint, actually said so brazenly that he could fight with him now. If he fought now, then Wouldn't it be bullying a boy who is new to Dou Sheng?

Not to mention how many strong men in the clan will discuss and criticize him, even if Xiao Yan is defeated, I am afraid that the one he will beat is not Xiao Yan, but the face of the ancestor of the clan. ah.

No matter how talented and arrogant he is, King Xiao Sheng, if he offends the clan ancestor, the consequences may not be that simple.

"Really, King Xiao Sheng, three years, this is what you said."

Regarding Xiao Shengwang's statement, Xiao Yan just smiled slightly, but there was a bit of amusement in his eyes.

With his current strength, if he were to fight against Xiao Shengwang, the winning rate would be really horribly low, probably only a 10% winning rate at most.

After all, in addition to possessing the strength of a five-star fighting saint, the Xiao Sheng King is also a genius in the clan. He definitely has no shortage of high-level martial arts and fighting skills. The heaven-level skills and fighting skills are very powerful for the fighting saints of the Xiao clan. For readers, it can be said to be standard equipment.

If they really faced each other, apart from Xiao Yan being able to cast a seven-color fire lotus, there might really be nothing else that could threaten Xiao Shengwang.

But if you give him three years.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Xiao Yan's lips. Three years was enough for him to refine the Pure Lotus Demon Fire. By then, his strength would have increased horribly again.

Not only the cultivation level, but also the skills and strange fire will skyrocket to a level, and even the three mysterious changes of sky fire will have a huge improvement.

When the time comes, when he fights against King Xiao Sheng again, he won't risk his life to fight, but will suppress the opponent.

"I'm afraid that in three years, I will beat you into a pig's head!"

Xiao Yan is in a good mood. Although Xiao Shengwang is relatively unruly, he is indeed very talented. If he can take such a person under his command, he will get a huge advantage.

"I didn't expect that the Emperor would be so confident, but if we make an agreement today, I hope that in three years, His Highness the Emperor will not regret it."

Hearing Xiao Yan's determination to fight in three years, Xiao Shengwang also had a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"Even though you have unparalleled talent, every level you cross between Fighting Saints is like crossing a chasm. After three years, you must not regret losing the position of the emperor's son."

Xiao Shengwang was also secretly happy in his heart. Although he was extremely confident in himself, he had to admit that Xiao Yan's talent really put a lot of pressure on him. If Xiao Yan was given ten or a hundred years, Xiao Shengwang would still be There would really be some pressure, but in just three years, he could not imagine how Xiao Yan could defy the odds.

"It's a deal, double happiness!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yan also had a smile on his face.

Just when both of them had their own thoughts, Xiao Xuan, who was in the center of the crowd, slowly spoke again at this moment.

"Everyone has almost arrived, and next is the ceremony for the emperor's son to be enthroned."

Xiao Xuan's voice was not loud, but it rang in the ears of many fighting saints.

Hearing this, the originally lively crowd suddenly became quiet at this moment.

At this moment, each Fighting Saint quickly found his position and stood in order, arranging in order according to their respective formations.

In front of Xiao Xuan, no matter how tyrannical these fighting saints were, they were all honest and respectful at this moment. Even Xiao Shengwang stood in his position obediently.

Behind him, there are also extremely young Dou Sheng warriors, all of whom are looking forward to seeing him at this moment.

Xiao Yan didn't care about this. After he defeated Xiao Shengwang, these people would also become his followers.

At this moment, the ten emperor vein masters were divided into two rows and stood on both sides of Xiao Xuan. Behind them were the True Saints of the Four Seas, the Saints of the Five Sacred Mountains, the Twelve Golden Saints and so on.

But at this moment, the fighting saint warriors of many legions soared into the sky and each returned to their own legions.

And with the integration of these fighting saints, these legions seemed to be infused with souls, making the originally extremely murderous aura become even more powerful at this moment, and the terrifying murderous aura shot straight into the sky, making the entire Xiao world feel overwhelmed. Shocked by it.

At this moment, Xiao Xuan finally took a step forward. With this step, the whole world suddenly changed color at this moment.

I saw a breath burst out from Xiao Xuan's body, and it filled the entire Xiao Realm in the blink of an eye. Under this breath, the entire Xiao Realm was trembling slightly, and all the members of the Xiao Clan, whether Xiao Yan or Shi The pulse masters of the Great Imperial Vein, even the two emperors and Xiao Shaobei and others who had reached the peak of the Nine-Star Fighting Saint, felt a kind of coercion originating from their bloodline at this moment.

In the face of this bloodline pressure, no one could resist, and their eyes were full of infinite fanaticism.

Because the person who exudes this endless coercion is their clan ancestor, the person who brought the entire Xiao clan from glory to incomparable glory, and is the only powerful Dou Emperor in the entire Dou Qi Continent.

He is, Emperor Xuan Xiao Xuan!

"Ancestor!"

"Ancestor!"

The next moment, countless roars came from the mouths of each Xiao clan member, with incomparable fanaticism and reverence.

Nearly a thousand powerful Dou Sheng, tens of thousands of Dou Zun, plus Dou Wang, Dou Emperor and Dou Zong add up to millions. The figures of countless powerful people are superimposed at this moment, and their momentum is like a rainbow, soaring into the sky!

The sound resounded throughout the Xiao Realm, causing many members of the Xiao clan who had not come here to raise their heads, with fanatical looks on their faces, and some even shed tears.

Many powerful monsters in the Xiao clan couldn't help but crawl on the ground and tremble slightly after hearing this earth-shattering cry.

The power of the Xiao clan is so terrifying!

In the center of this endless momentum, Xiao Xuan looked solemn and spoke calmly, and his voice spread throughout the Xiao world like the power of heaven.

"Xiao Yan of the Xiao clan, come here to hear the seal!"