V2.Chapter 433

"Patriarch, we have searched all over the second son's property in Mingdu City, but we haven't found any trace of the second son!"

In Sikong's study room, a confidant guard reported to Sikong's family the result of an hour's search.

The head of the Sikong family had a solemn expression, and the eldest son Sikong Changfeng was with him in the study.

Sikong Changfeng has always been an air-like existence in Sikong's house. No one cares about his life or death, nor does he interfere with the general affairs of Sikong's family.

Patriarch Sikong glanced at his eldest son and asked the guard, "Where are those fireworks places? Have you looked for them?"

The guard cupped his hands and said, "I have searched for the master's words. I have not spared a single one of the places the Second Young Master frequents and may go to."

"Where's the Sang family?" Sikong Changfeng asked.

Patriarch Sikong frowned and looked at the guard coldly, as if waiting for his answer.

The guard said: "Without the order of the head of the family, the subordinates dare not rashly search the Sang family."

"That seems to be at the Sang family." Sikong Changfeng said.

Patriarch Sikong's expression became more and more solemn.

Sikong Changfeng had a panoramic view of his father's expression, and said lightly, "Second brother is the grandson of the Sang family after all, and is guarded by Mrs. Sang. I think it will not be affected for the time being."

As for the tearing of the faces of the two in the future, that is another matter. Perhaps Sikong Yun will become a bargaining chip used by the Sang family to restrain the Sikong family, but there are also preconditions for doing so, that is, the Sang family can't beat the Sikong family.

From the current point of view, this possibility is unlikely. The Sang family first had Yin Gu, and then the seventh-rank Asura King. Their strength is no longer under the Sikong family. The only one who can defeat them in the Sikong family is the ancestor. It's a pity that the ancestors have retreated. Whether they can break through has to be said.

"If I were the Sang family, I probably wouldn't have given the ancestor a chance to break through." Sikong Changfeng pondered.

Patriarch Sikong didn't say anything, because he agreed with the eldest son's statement. He has been sitting in this position for so many years, and he understands the importance of timing better than anyone else. As the saying goes, when the opportunity cannot be missed, it is the best for the Sang family. Opportunity, the Sang family's ambitions have already been exposed, and it is useless to stay low and be small. It is better to take advantage of the ancestors to retreat and control the initiative in their own hands.

As long as the ancestors of Sikong are gone, then the Sikong family will no longer have the ability to deal with them.

"I knew the Sang family was not simple, but I didn't expect it to be so simple. I thought they, like the Lan family, just wanted to be a first-class noble..." Patriarch Sikong paused and said with a self-deprecating expression, "Yin Yang Gu, the Asura King... It seems that they want to replace the Sikong family and become the new generation of the Ming capital royal family."

Sikong Changfeng did not discuss the ambitions of the Sang family, but said: "Father, the news of the ancestor's retreat will not be hidden for too long, and we should all take care of it."

The head of the Sikong family nodded: "Bring all the masters of the Sikong family to the Chaoyang Hall of Mingshan, and be sure to protect the ancestors well."

Sikong Changfeng saluted expressionlessly and turned away.

Watching the eldest son's retreating back, Patriarch Sikong sighed in disappointment.

Mingshan suddenly came to many masters, and the atmosphere of Chaoyang Hall became tense.

The disciples who went to Soushan came back. Knowing that something happened to Chaoyang Palace, they were all on guard.

Yu Wan looked at the number of guards who were obviously several times larger, sighed softly, closed the window, and said to Yan Jiuchao, who was carving wooden daggers for a few little guys, "Your skill hasn't recovered yet, no matter what happens in a while, You don't even come out."

Yan Jiuchao snorted lightly.

Yu Wan thought for a while, then turned her head to look at Yan Jiuchao and said, "You said... Are the people from the Sang family really coming tonight?"

"Come!"

Xiaobao's crunchy voice came from the yard, he was calling his two brothers.

Yu Wan's mouth twitched, and she said, "We have quite a few experts, so we should be able to fight, right?"

"Can't beat it!"

Xiaobao's voice came from the yard again, Erbao and Dabao were fighting Gu Gu, asking Xiaobao if he could beat him, Xiaobao decisively poured Erbao a basin of cold water.

Yu Wan took a deep breath and continued to say to Yan Jiuchao: "If the situation goes wrong in a while, let's run away."

"I can't escape!" Xiaobao said seriously.

Yu Wan was furious and pushed open the window lattice: "Yan Xiaobao! Who can't escape?!"

Xiaobao looked at his mother in confusion, pointed to Erbao's Gu worm that was escaping and said, "Gu, Gu Gu..."

...

The three little black eggs were tired from playing and fell asleep with their heads tilted halfway through the bath. Yan Jiuchao wiped the little guys, dressed them, and carried them to the soft bed, which Yu Wan had already made. After taking off the quilt, he patted the side of the bed and said, "You can sleep too."

Yan Jiuchao hummed, flicking his sleeves and planning to turn off the lamp on the candlestick, but when he moved his sleeves, he remembered that he had lost all his martial arts skills. He walked to the table with a dark face and put out the candle.

The family stopped.

Outside Chaoyang Hall, Sikong Changfeng put down his long sword and sat down with his legs crossed.

He closed his eyes quietly, the night wind was blowing, and his plain white robe moved with the wind, rustling in the silent Mt.

After I don't know how long, his ears moved, he suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes, and then he grabbed the long sword beside him, pulled out a slash, and fell into the sky. 's hidden weapon!

However, it was only cut off.

You must know that this sword was given to him by his grandfather when he was alive. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an heirloom of the Sikong family. However, facing the weapons of the Sang family, they failed to cut them off. .

The sound of the collision of weapons opened the prelude to the night.

Sikong Changfeng rose into the sky and stabbed the killer in the dark night with a sword. The killer quickly blocked the sword with his red spear.

The red spear is designed to restrain the long sword. The Sang family really came prepared. However, the first young master in Mingdu did not rely on his mouth to blow it out. Even though the killer had an advantage in the weapon, he lost his internal strength and moves. More than a dozen moves Later, he died under the sword of Sikong Changfeng.

But everything didn't end because of this. The killer was just throwing stones to ask for directions. The real assassination is about to begin now.

In the dark night, a few incomparably powerful breaths suddenly poured in, and Sikong Changfeng's eyes narrowed, and he summoned the masters of the Sikong family.

Twenty Asura Kings and fifty Asuras came out of their nests and surrounded the auras.

Even if the realm is not as good as the masters of the Sang family, the victory is due to the large number of people. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like you have no chance of winning. Unfortunately, what no one expected is that those few breaths are too overbearing, and they will kill a hole in an instant. It flew towards Chaoyang Hall with murderous aura!

Sikong Changfeng said sternly, "Stop them!"

The disciples of Chaoyang Hall showed their swords one after another.

The eldest disciple headed: "Form formation! Protect the ancestors!"

The realm of Chaoyang Hall's disciples is not high, but after the formation, they actually stopped two sixth-order Asura kings!

It just didn't stop for too long, the seventh-order Asura King appeared, and he almost broke the disciples' formation with overwhelming strength.

The disciple of Chaoyang Hall vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The seventh-order Asura Dynasty swept away in the direction of the secret room.

When it was too late, then too fast, a coercion from the King of Ten Thousand Gus ran over heavily.

The seventh-order Asura King snorted loudly, released a huge internal force, and confronted the Ten Thousand Gu King fiercely.

The two sixth-order Asura kings took the opportunity to fly into Sikong Ye's yard. Sikong Changfeng and several masters of the Sikong family chased after them, trying to kill them. Can drag one of them, and the other sixth-order Asura searched from room to room.

He was going to kill the ancestor, but when he passed a room, he suddenly felt an unusual aura.

Not only did he feel it, but even the seventh-order Asura King who confronted the Ten Thousand Gu King also felt it.

That is the breath of the Holy King.

Here is the Holy King!

The blood of all the Shura kings of the Sang family is boiling. The holy king is a better sacrifice than the Yin Gu. As long as they get the holy king, they can refine the most powerful power in the Underworld. At that time, even the ancestors of Sikong will not be able to. It will be the opponent of the Sang family!

The thought flashed, and the sixth-order Asura King immediately changed his plan, no longer going to assassinate Sikong Ye, but to arrest the holy king!

He kicked open Yan Jiuchao and Yu Wan's house.

There was a man, a woman, and three children lying in the room, and he sensed the breath of the Holy King on the woman.

The sixth-order Asura King grabbed Yu Wan without saying a word!

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