Chapter 380: The ancestor Xiao Xuan begged for nine blows!
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The Eternal Heavenly Dao System of Ten Thousand Realms
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- 2021-01-30 10:43:12
Xiao Xuan looked at the Xiao Clan member in front of him, with a lot of thoughts of wanting to burst his head, full of black lines, coughing: "Boy, the saint of Xunfeng is a subordinate of this seat, let him go."
"You said you let it go? You call yourself Xiao Xuan, how do I know you are Xiao Xuan?" Xiao Tian curled his lips.
Xiao Xuan was really dumbfounded at the moment, he really couldn't prove that he was Xiao Xuan.
"How do you say I should prove it?"
Xiao Tian's eyes were bright, he rubbed his hands, and said with a smile: "There is a very good way. You can be beaten to death by me for nine times. Then you are my ancestor of the Xiao family."
Xiao Xuan's face turned dark, is this kid talking human words! Unfilial descendants say such things to their ancestors. They really don’t put God in their eyes and are not afraid of thunder and thunder!
"Okay, let you hit nine times! Give full play to your strongest state!" Xiao Xuan carried his hands on his back and was very confident. As a powerful fighting saint, he had enough confidence.
"Hehehe, how embarrassed." In fact, Xiao Tian was already sure when he saw the mark of the Xiao Clan in the center of Xiao Xuan's eyebrows, but it was not very pleasant to earn points from the ancestors.
"Senior! Offended!"
Xiao Tian made nine frantic combos. Facing Dousheng's refusal to fight back, his system points exploded 200 million!
"This is too cool!"
Xiao Tian laughed, and Xiao Xuan couldn't help covering his face. How could he meet such a junior from the Xiao Clan? He began to regret it.
"Now Xiaoye is a big money! I just don't know how many system points are needed to attack Dousheng!"
Suddenly, the system gave a prompt, and Xiao Tian couldn't help jumping up, calling out vulgar words.
"Damn!"
It only needs 500 million system points!
Xiao Yan saw the kid in front of him jumping and jumping, his face was full of excitement, as if he was immersed in the vanity, superiority and refreshment brought by beating Dou Sheng, he secretly shook his head, regretting even more.
"Senior! Let me hit you again!"
Seeing the extremely hopeful eyes of the kid in front of him, Xiao Xuan's face turned dark. This kid is looking for death with his bones!
Xiao Xuan took a deep breath and reminded himself that this was the first time he had seen a member of the Xiao Clan in countless years, and his talent was terrifying! Without relying on the blood of the emperor of the Xiao Clan, he has come to the present and cannot be killed! Can't kill!
"Okay, one last time!"
"No problem!" Xiao Tian was excited and began to thwart the fire.
"Four kinds of different fires? Five kinds!"
Xiao Xuan's scalp numb and said: "What are you doing! Five kinds of strange fires! You want to blew yourself up!"
Xiao Tian gave Xiao Xuan a disdainful and insightful look, and continued to thwart the fire.
"My little master doesn't believe that the five different fires can't be merged this time! That ancestor Xiao Xuan, leave me alone, I'm fine if I die, there is still my brother outside."
"What! Do you still have a younger brother?" Xiao Xuan was madly surprised, as he waved his hand quickly, the power of space swept across.
"You said it earlier!"
"Damn! What are you doing, ancestor! You are killing me!" Xiao Tian, who had merged five different fires, almost exploded the fire.
Soon, Xiao Yan appeared here.
"Here...Big Brother!" Seeing that Big Brother was actually frustrating the five-color fire, Xiao Yan couldn't help but stare at Xiao Xuan as if he was facing a big enemy.
"Boy! This is Xiao Xuan!"
"Xiao Xuan? My ancestor of the Xiao family? But who are you stupefied?" Xiao Yan looked cold.
Xiao Xuan couldn't help vomiting blood, why the two brothers didn't believe him.
"The second fire let go! I succeeded in fusing the five-color different fires! Ahahaha! Old ancestor Xiao Xuan, eat my five-color super Buddha anger lotus!"
Xiao Yan is dumbfounded, brother, are you crazy! Fried ancestor?