272: C272 Tiger King of the Twelve Lives Xiao Guarding Gods

C272 Tiger King of the Twelve Lives Xiao Guarding Gods

Nezha stared at the person in front of him with a serious expression. There was no fear in his eyes. It was a kind of feverish passion.1

However, at this moment, a violent gust of wind appeared out of nowhere. A peerless aura suddenly appeared.

"Bastards of the Four Sacred Halls, don't you know that I have taken a fancy to Xu Haotian?"

An indifferent and ice-cold voice resounded, and it entered the ears of everyone present in an extremely clear voice.

"Your Highness, this person is so powerful, I can't sense his cultivation."

Yang Jian and the others, who had rushed over afterwards, looked in shock at a middle-aged man who had just appeared, wearing a golden robe but with a tiger's head engraved on it.

The Nine Spirit Essence Saint beside Xu Haotian said that word by word.

When everyone heard this, they became even more uneasy. The Nine Spirit Yuan Saint was the strongest out of everyone here. A cultivator that even he could not see through. What kind of existence would that be? Everyone knew the result just by thinking about it with their toes.

"System, can I now forcefully summon a super powerful fighter without any rewards?"

Xu Haotian's face turned cold. He asked in his heart.

"Not theoretically. However, if the host was truly in a crisis, the system would risk the chaos to summon a savior for the host. However, the consequence was that not only would the System fall into a deep sleep, it might even remain unconscious forever. "That's why I have to think carefully."

The System's voice was never solemn. It was clear how great the consequences would be if he used a forceful summoning technique.

"The guardian of the Twelve Lives Xiao Dynasty, Tiger King? Why are you here? Wasn't it said that the Protector of the Fateways had fled far away to a higher realm? Furthermore, can't this interface even hold you experts who have surpassed the power of the interface? "

The expert from the Four Sacred Halls noticed the old man that had suddenly appeared. His eyes revealed a look of disbelief. At this moment, his voice trembled as he spoke.

"Hehe, those bastards still dare to question us. Since that is the case, we shall stay here forever. "

After the cold laughter of the old man known as the Life Xiao Shou Shou Shou, he suddenly threw a palm strike towards the experts of the Four Temples.

The people from the Four Temples saw that the situation was not looking good and ran far away. Unfortunately, they missed the best opportunity to escape. An invincible demonic qi instantly appeared in front of everyone. In the blink of an eye, the crowd was engulfed by them.

At the same time, the demonic energy turned into countless tiny threads and entered everyone's body.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Everyone cried out in pain. In the blink of an eye, it had completely vanished.

This situation made Xu Haotian and the others' scalps tingle, and they began to sweat profusely.

They weren't even able to see how the demonic energy had entered the cultivator's body. At the same time, the tyranny of this demonic energy caused them to feel endless fear.

At this time, the other cultivators also began to scream miserably. And soon it was gone. Disperse the world.

In less than a moment, dozens of experts had been reduced to ashes.

"This old man's strength is too terrifying. It's very likely he's an existence at the peak of the Emperor Realm. Perhaps he has already surpassed it."

Damn it, how could there be such a powerful existence in the capital? Most likely, even the powerful expert summoned by the system would not be able to defeat this tiger-headed elder.

The old man stood in the middle of the road and looked at everyone with a cold gaze. Finally, his gaze fell on Xu Haotian.

Xu Haotian did not dodge, but looked straight into his eyes.

Roar!

But just at this moment, Xu Haotian frowned and a black hole suddenly appeared above his head. At the same time, a deafening tiger roar resounded from deep within the black hole.

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