Hearing Ye Wenjun's words, Sikong Qing was startled and quickly looked back. Then he saw a figure rising into the sky and coming, followed closely by many strong men from the Sikong family. At first glance, Sikong Qing discovered that many elders from the Sikong family, large and small, had arrived.
The first person in the lead was naturally Sikong Zhengqing, the ancestor of the Sikong family. At this moment, he landed steadily in front of Sikong Qing. He turned his eyes slightly and scanned everyone in the Ye family one by one.
After all, this is the Bafang Temple and the territory of the Sikong family. With so many strong men dispatched by the Ye family, how could they not be discovered by them? Although they got the news a little late and it took some time to summon the strong men, With the help of the teleportation array, just as everyone in the Ye family arrived, Sikong Zhengqing arrived with a group of powerful people.
The corners of Sikong Zhengqing's mouth twitched slightly and he said, "I don't know what day it is, but so many people from the Ye family have arrived thanks to your help. The four leaders of the Jiuhua Alliance, plus a sword demon, really frighten me."
Ye Wenjun laughed and said: "Of course you are scared. Our Ye family specializes in swordsmanship, and everyone has a long life. Unlike your Sikong family, they like to play with bugs. Either they lose too much blood or essence, or they are eaten back by the bugs. Everyone returned to the West after only a few years. In terms of number of people, your Sikong family cannot compare with my Ye family. Speaking of which, you can live for so many years, which really surprises me. If I hadn’t met you last time , I thought you also fell into Jiuquan."
Sikong Zhengqing's face darkened slightly, and he couldn't help but snorted coldly. It was no secret that the Sikong family was good at cultivating voodoos, but almost everyone who raised voodoos would end up badly. Ye Wenjun's words were a prick to Sikong. The sore spot of home.
You must know that there is a gap of two generations between Sikong Zhengqing and Sikong Qing. The head of the family of Sikong Zhengqing's generation was so devoted to raising Gu insects that he consumed too much blood and essence and became pregnant in his early 100s. He died young, and the head of the family of his grandson's generation was killed by the poisonous insects because of his greed for power. Only then did he reach this generation of Sikong Qing. This is also the reason why although there are many strong people in the Sikong family, there are not many veteran strong people in the direct lineage of the Sikong family.
"It's not your turn, Ye Wenjun, to talk too much about the affairs of our Sikong family. I don't know what your intentions are when you put on such a show of force today? Could it be that we, the Sikong family, are vegetarians and can come and leave whenever we want?"
Ye Wenjun chuckled and walked for two steps: "I don't care if you are vegetarian or meat-eating. We are just here to pick up someone. Now that we have picked up someone, it's okay. Let's all disperse. We will go back right now."
Ye Wenjun waved casually to Sikong Zhengqing, then turned to Lu Xuan and said as he walked: "Xuan'er, let's go, let me tell you, I was inspired by you last time, and I have developed a new set of swordsmanship during this time. I will give you a demonstration when I go back, and I guarantee that after you see it, you will definitely be willing to accept my mantle."
Walking to Lu Xuan's side, Ye Wenjun's eyes paused for a few seconds on Ling Jin behind him, then he patted Lu Xuan's shoulder, smiled ambiguously, and said in a low voice: "Little guy, he can be better than your father." ,Ha ha."
Lu Xuan helplessly turned his head and glanced at Ling Jin, shrugged, and was about to explain to Ye Wenjun, but who knew that Ye Wenjun had already walked away, so he could only keep his words in his stomach.
However, Ye Wenjun's unbridled behavior made some people unhappy.
Sikong Zhengqing took a step forward with a sullen face and shouted: "Stop!"
As soon as these words were spoken, there was a sound, and all the warriors from the Sikong family took a step forward, and the sounds of countless weapons being unsheathed were heard.
Hearing this voice, Ye Wenjun paused, raised his eyebrows, and turned around to speak. Unexpectedly, a hand pressed on his shoulder. He turned around and saw that it was Ye Wenyan.
Speaking of which, the sword demon Ye Wenjun was fearless and could not be controlled by anyone, but Ye Wenyan, his elder brother, was the only one who could suppress him.
Being suppressed by Ye Wenyan, Ye Wenjun immediately gave up the idea of quarreling with Sikong Zhengqing and retreated with his sword in hand.
"Brother Sikong, I haven't seen you for many years, but you still look good." Ye Wenyan said with a smile. This is the style of Ye Wenyan, the sword demon Ye Wenjun, the swordsman Ye Wenyan, these were the Ye family who shined in those days. Two brothers.
Facing Ye Wenyan, Sikong Zhengqing was even more cautious than when he was facing Ye Wenjun. He could still treat Ye Wenjun coldly, but he was wary of Ye Wenyan.
Back then, Sikong Zhengqing was also a high-spirited person who wanted to build the Bafang Temple into the largest force in Tianjian Continent. But unfortunately, it was Ye Wenyan who faced him back then. Not only did he fail to achieve his goal, but he also Being suppressed by the Jiuhua Alliance and retreating step by step, that period could almost be regarded as the most declining period of the Bafang Temple in hundreds of years. The Huanshen Sect, which is now divided into one side, has risen in recent years because of the decline of the Bafang Temple.
"It's still not that bright, but it's still tough. I wonder if Brother Ye... has any advice?"
Ye Wenyan's smile did not change, and he still said calmly: "I haven't been out and about for a long time, but I got up today and came to see my old friend. How can I learn anything from you?"
"Old friend? I don't deserve Brother Ye to be called that. It's quite appropriate to call him an old enemy."
"Haha, old friends or old enemies, it doesn't matter. It's just that my great-great-grandson is playful and has been hanging out for a long time. I came here to bring him back to the Jiuhua Alliance. Brother Sikong won't let him go... Could it be that he has some objections?"
Sikong Zhengqing wanted to get angry when he heard this, but he suppressed it forcefully. He just sneered and said: "Let's make a big fuss in my Sikong family, steal my Shi Chong, destroy my Xumi Palace, and ruin the reputation of our Sikong family. Sweeping the floor and just being playful can be explained in two words?"
"Children are not sensible and will inevitably get into trouble. If there is any offence, I can give him a gift."
Sikong Zhengqing finally couldn't hold it anymore. When he saw Ye Wenyan's elegant face, he couldn't help but think of what happened back then and couldn't help but get angry. Now Ye Wenyan wanted to dismiss it with just a few words. It was really hateful.
"Ye Wenyan, don't bully others too much! Last time I gave your Ye family face and asked Ye Wenjun to take away Ye Ruida who had been lurking in our Sikong family for twenty years. This time you came here again. , do you really think that our Bafang Temple is the territory of your Jiuhua Alliance!"
Sikong Zhengqing's angry shouts pointing at Ye Wenyan echoed in the mountains and forests. The smile on Ye Wenyan's face finally gradually faded, he slowly raised his head, raised his chest, put his hands behind his hands, and stared.
"so what?"
As soon as those four words came out, Sikong Zhengqing's momentum was instantly dissipated. Sikong Zhengqing suddenly seemed to see the Ye Wenyan who had always stressed him out back then, and his breathing was stagnant!
If Sikong Dong's heart knot is because he failed to save Si Kong Nan, then Sikong Zhengqing's heart knot is that he was suppressed by Ye Wenyan all the time and never won a victory! (To be continued~^~)