"The sounds of fighting have stopped, could it be …" Sikong Qing said with a slight frown. He was immediately aware of Wu Feng's death.
Sikong Lin turned a deaf ear to Sikong Qing's words. At this moment, he was wholeheartedly focused on breaking the array and had no time to pay attention to these things. However, the complexity of this Beast Trapping Array was far beyond his expectations. He had never seen some of the array patterns used. They were very intricate and could not be deduced in a short period of time. In addition, Ling Jin was using the Tree of Life to fight against it. It was not something that could be broken in a short period of time.
All of a sudden, Sikong Lin felt an even more powerful life force swarming towards him, and it actually forcibly pushed out his Wood Elemental Energy.
The moment the wood attribute energy was forced out, Sikong Lin suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Sikong Qing, "Old Wu lost?"
"I don't know, but the sounds of fighting have stopped."
"Just now, this array suddenly erupted with a strong resistance. If I'm not wrong, it should be Lu Xuan who took over, not that little girl. I'm afraid Old Wu has most likely died." Sikong Lin said with a sullen face. He had never encountered such a setback. He thought he was quite accomplished in the Dao of Talisman Arrays, but he did not expect that he could not break Lu Xuan's little array today even with the help of so many people.
Sikong Qing slightly clenched his fists and frowned, "Lu Xuan is actually so strong? Even Elder Wu is no match for him. "
"Send more people to disturb him. As long as I have a little more time, I will definitely break this array!" Sikong Lin gritted his teeth and said.
When Sikong Qing heard this, he immediately looked around. His eyes swept across the martial artists one by one. Even Wu Feng was defeated. Once these people entered, only death awaited them. Then … who should he send to their deaths?
"You, go!"
Sikong Qing casually pointed at a martial artist and said. Since anyone who went was going to die, it did not matter who they sent. As long as they could stall Lu Xuan, their goal would be achieved.
"Me, me, me … me?" The martial artist chosen by Sikong Qing pointed at himself and asked while trembling.
"Of course it's you. Could it be me?" Sikong Qing's brows raised. "Lu Xuan just finished his battle with Elder Wu, and even if he won, it would absolutely be a pyrrhic victory. Such a chance is precisely the best chance to kill him. If you're able to successfully kill Lu Xuan, then the position of Sikong Clan elder will surely be yours."
Finished speaking, Sikong Qing turned to look at the rest of the martial artists and said, "All of you are the same. No matter who it is, if you can capture Lu Xuan today, you will become a Sikong Family Elder!"
When the position of Sikong Family's elder was mentioned, some of the cultivators immediately revealed covetous gazes. Sikong Family's elder was not a member of the Sikong Family, or had outstanding strength, or had made great contributions to the Sikong Family. Once one became an elder of the Sikong Family, the benefits it represented were really hard to resist.
"I … I'll go!" The martial artist who was previously chosen by Sikong Qing steeled his heart and agreed. Perhaps he was moved by the generous reward Sikong Qing had promised, or perhaps he thought that Lu Xuan's strength was indeed insufficient, and that it was worth the risk.
One step, two steps. The martial artist braved the heavy footsteps as he walked towards the passageway of the giant tree. The passageway in front of him was like a bottomless black hole that could swallow a person whole, causing people to subconsciously feel fear in their hearts.
Just as he was halfway there, Sikong Qing's expression suddenly changed, and he loudly shouted, "Come back!"
The martial artist did not understand what was going on, and could not help but turn his head to look at Sikong Qing in confusion. At this moment, the sound of a sword Qi tearing through the air suddenly rang out. Sensing this sharp sword Qi, the martial artist immediately felt his entire body explode. He had never felt such a sense of danger before, and in that instant, he practically erupted with an unprecedented strength, narrowly dodging the attack in the nick of time. Immediately after, a simple and unadorned longsword accurately stabbed into the spot where he had just been standing.
Looking at the longsword that was still faintly trembling, the martial artist's back was drenched in cold sweat. If he had reacted just a little slower, it was likely that the longsword would not have been stabbed into the ground, but into his body instead.
Before he could carefully recall, a wave of figures appeared one after another. There were men and women, young and old, and it was a very diverse group. After seeing this group of people, Sikong Qing subconsciously took a few steps back. He never imagined that the lineup this time would be so luxurious and powerful.
A tall and straight figure slowly walked forward, and casually pulled out the longsword from the ground. Clearly, this sword was shot by him. Putting away the longsword, he glanced at the martial artist who had just narrowly escaped death and said, "Your reaction isn't bad, you didn't die."
How could this cultivator dare to answer? He could clearly sense an unfathomable aura coming from the person in front of him. Not just this person, but the group of people behind him were also not easy to deal with.
Ignoring the insignificant martial artist, the person turned towards the path of the giant tree and shouted, "Xuan 'er, why don't you come out and meet your great-great-uncle?"
This person was Ye Wenjun, and the people who had come with him were naturally Ye Wenyan, Ye Wuhen, and the others.
The path of the giant tree trembled, and Lu Xuan finally walked out, with Ling Jin following closely behind.
When she saw Lu Xuan's familiar and handsome face, Zhao Binger couldn't help but cry tears of joy. She covered her mouth to prevent herself from making a sound. After a year, she finally saw him again.
The other golden figure was not so reserved. With a whoosh, he shot through the air and landed firmly on Lu Xuan's shoulder. He couldn't help but rub his furry face against Lu Xuan's body, wanting nothing more than to vent all of his longing for him.
Lu Xuan stroked Little Tanuki's head and smiled. He took two steps forward and said, "Greetings, great-great-great-uncle, great-great-grandfather, grandfather, father, mother, father …"
Hearing this string of names, the muscles on Sikong Qing's face couldn't help but twitch. What kind of occasion was this? The entire Ye family of the Jiuhua Alliance had come out!
Ye Wenjun had already come to the Sacred Temple of Eight Directions once, but this time, even the true ancestor of the Ye family, Ye Wenyan, had come. Just hearing this kind of lineup was enough to make one's heart tremble.
However, the Ye family had been so rash. If they could capture them all in one fell swoop, the entire Heavenly Sword Continent would be theirs! Sikong Qing couldn't help but think, but then he realized that his thoughts were a little too crazy. None of these people were easy to deal with …
Seeing Lu Xuan greet them one by one, the elders were excited, but with their enemies before them, they didn't show it. Only Lu Yu's eyes were a little red, and he nodded heavily. "It's good that you're back. It's good that you're fine."
Although Lu Xuan wasn't his son, he had raised him since he was a child.
"We'll talk about this later. Right now, the head of the Sikong family is still watching." Ye Wenjun smiled, then looked into the distance. "Old Sikong, if you still don't come out, your Sikong family will have to prepare for a new head!"
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