Let you be a good grandson, you raise a group of banshees?

The light on Lu Yuan became brighter and brighter. He slowly stood up, his eyes revealing determination and indomitable spirit.

"Li Yunfeng, I told you that it's not easy for you to defeat me." Although Lu Yuan's voice was a little weak, it was full of strength.

Li Yunfeng looked at Lu Yuan, and a strong feeling of unwillingness surged in his heart. He never thought that when he had such a big advantage, he would be counterattacked by Lu Yuan.

"Lu Yuan, don't be so complacent. I will definitely kill you today." Li Yunfeng roared and raised his long sword again and rushed forward.

Lu Yuan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a confident smile. He mobilized the strength in his body and prepared to meet Li Yunfeng's attack.

Just as the two were about to fight again, a roar suddenly came from the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw a brilliant light falling from the sky and landing on the ring.

The light faded away, and an old man appeared in front of everyone.

The old man was wearing a white robe and had white hair, but his eyes revealed endless majesty.

"Stop!" The old man shouted softly, and his voice rang in everyone's ears like a loud bell.

Li Yunfeng and Lu Yuan stopped what they were doing at the same time and looked at the old man.

"You two are both the best of the younger generation. Why are you fighting to the death here?" The old man looked at the two of them and said slowly.

Li Yunfeng looked at the old man, feeling somewhat unconvinced. "Senior, this man and I have a deep hatred, and I must kill him today."

Lu Yuan bowed slightly and said, "Senior, it's not that I intend to fight him, but he was aggressive, so I had to fight back."

The old man nodded slightly and said, "I don't want to interfere too much in the grudges between you, but let's end this match today."

Li Yunfeng wanted to say something, but when he saw the old man's majestic eyes, he finally held back.

The old man turned to look at Lu Yuan, with a hint of admiration in his eyes. "You are quite good. You can still burst out such a powerful force despite being so seriously injured. Which sect are you from?"

Lu Yuan replied respectfully: "Senior, I am Lu Yuan, the Holy Son."

The old man was slightly surprised, "Holy Son? No wonder you are so powerful. But what's the matter with the Black Demon Gate curse on you?"

Lu Yuan's face darkened and he said, "Senior, I was accidentally cursed by the Black Demon Sect during one of my training sessions and I have not yet found a way to remove it."

The old man pondered for a moment and said, "The curse of the Black Demon Sect is extremely difficult, but it is not impossible to remove. If you have the chance, you can go find a senior named Lingxuzi. He may be able to help you remove the curse."

Lu Yuan was delighted and quickly thanked him: "Thank you for your guidance, senior."

The old man waved his hand and said, "Okay, all of you go down. This game is over."

After saying this, the old man disappeared in front of everyone in a flash.

Li Yunfeng glared at Lu Yuan fiercely, then turned around and walked off the stage.

Under the gaze of everyone, Lu Yuan slowly walked down the stage.

When Ye Ling'er saw that Lu Yuan was safe and sound, she ran over excitedly and hugged Lu Yuan.

"Brother Lu Yuan, I'm so glad you're okay. I was so worried about you."

There was a cry in Ye Ling'er's voice.

Lu Yuan gently patted Ye Ling'er on the back and said, "Ling'er, I'm fine. Sorry to have made you worry."

Ye Ling'er let go of Lu Yuan, looked at the wounds on his body, and said distressedly: "Brother Lu Yuan, how are your injuries? Let's find a place to heal." Lu Yuan nodded and said, "Okay, let's leave here first."

The two were about to leave when they were blocked by a group of people. The leader was a man in a gorgeous robe with a hint of arrogance on his face.

"Lu Yuan, do you think you can leave so easily today?" The man looked at Lu Yuan and said coldly.

Lu Yuan frowned and said, "Who are you? Why are you stopping me?"

The man snorted coldly and said, "You don't need to know who I am. You just need to know that you offended someone you shouldn't have offended today."

Lu Yuan's heart trembled. He knew that today's game would definitely bring him some trouble, but he didn't expect someone to come to him so soon.

"What do you want?" Lu Yuan looked at the man warily.

The man raised his lips slightly, revealing a sinister smile. "It's simple. Just come with me. I can guarantee your safety."

Of course Lu Yuan would not easily believe the man's words. He shook his head and said, "I won't go with you. Let's talk about it here."

The man's face darkened and he said, "If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished. Since you don't know how to appreciate my kindness, don't blame me for being rude."

After saying that, the man waved his hand, and a group of people behind him immediately rushed towards Lu Yuan and Ye Ling'er.

Lu Yuan's eyes turned cold, and he protected Ye Ling'er behind him, ready to fight. At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Who dares to touch them?" a cold voice sounded.

When everyone looked closely, they saw a man in a black robe standing there. The man had a stern face and his eyes revealed a strong murderous intent.

The man looked at the man in the gorgeous robe who was leading the group and said, "If you dare to touch the Holy Son, you will be the enemy of the entire sect."

The man in the gorgeous robe's expression changed. He obviously didn't expect Lu Yuan's identity to be so special.

"Who are you?" asked the man in the gorgeous robe.

The man in the black robe said coldly, "You don't need to know who I am. You just need to know that if you dare to touch a hair on their head today, I will make sure you die without a burial place."

The man in the gorgeous robe hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to retreat. He knew that he could not afford to offend the sect behind the Holy Son.

"Let's go." The man in the gorgeous robe waved his hand and turned away with everyone.

The man in the black robe looked at Lu Yuan, bowed slightly, and said, "Son, I am sorry for being late and frightening you."

Lu Yuan waved his hand and said, "You came at the right time. Thank you very much."

The man in the black robe said, "Holy Son, it is not suitable to stay here for long. Let's leave here first."

Lu Yuan shook his head: "The curse of the Black Demon Sect on me can only be solved by the Xuanyuan Sword, which is a pure object. Nothing else can help."

Now, only the finals were left in the alliance leader competition. As long as he won, he would be able to obtain the Xuan-Yuan Sword.

The man in the black robe frowned slightly and said, "Holy Son, the curse of the Black Demon Sect is extremely dangerous and should not be underestimated. If you insist on participating in the Alliance Leader Competition, your life may be in danger."

Lu Yuan's eyes were firm, and he said, "I have made up my mind. I must get this Xuanyuan Sword. Only it can remove the curse on me. I cannot miss this opportunity."

Ye Ling'er looked at Lu Yuan worriedly and said, "Brother Lu Yuan, your injury hasn't healed yet. This is too risky." (End of this chapter)