"Don't say more, hurry up and retreat. I will destroy Chen Yang with my own hands today." Du Rizeng said as he walked down the platform, with a large group of masters following closely, and the 100,000-person formation on the periphery also activated, surrounding the square with an iron barrel.

"Don't hurt the great hero, protect the great hero." The Ma family roared in unison and surrounded Chen Yang even closer.

Kou, a huge figure came over and said with a breath: "Chen Yang, I'm here, how can you miss me if you have something to do?" It was Zhao Dabao.

A big fat man next to Han Zhan on the platform suddenly changed his face, and he stood up and shouted in a hurry: "Come back soon, what are you causing trouble?"

He is Wu Dali, the lord of Turtle Peak. Since he got Zhao Dabao's disciple, he has treated him as his most proud disciple to teach him. Not only is Zhao Dabao's superpowers too excellent, but the two have their personalities, just like a natural father and son.

Originally, he felt that he had nothing to do with today's affairs, but he didn't expect that Zhao Dabao suddenly jumped out and wanted to support Chen Yang. How could he not scream in a hurry?

Today, Chen Yang is bound to die. Zhao Dabao goes up to die, so how could he bear to die?

"Master, I'm sorry, Chen Yang is my brother. At this time, I must advance and retreat with him. If I die here, my disciple will be unfilial. Forgive me." Zhao Dabao had never been so serious. He knelt on the ground at Wu Dali, kowtowed three times in a row and said loudly.

"You...you bastard..." Wu Dali was so anxious that his throat was smoking. He turned three times in place and asked Han Zhan: "Brother, you can't help but stop talking about this, my disciple..."

Han Zhan's face had actually changed. Du Rizeng's evil deeds were still in the dark before, but today this has seriously violated the ancestral teachings of Lingquan Sect.

He punished Liandan Peak for no reason and framed the Ma family. Chen Yang was obviously the sect's hope for a great hero, but he wanted to suppress it vigorously.

"Hmph..." Han Zhan snorted coldly, and he wanted to express his opinion. He didn't say that it was to give in to Du Rizeng before, but it was related to the foundation of the sect, so he could no longer compromise.

"It's useless to stop anyone today. Chen Yang must die. Whoever defends him is to be an enemy of me. Kill him!" Du Rizeng announced loudly, but the gloomy murderous aura made the whole audience feel cold, and the peak strength of the Nascent Soul was fully demonstrated.

He was not a sect leader for nothing, he was the number one master of the sect. Although Han Zhan was at the same level as him, he was seven or eight hundred years older than him, and his skills were still slightly inferior. The difference between the two was very obvious.

Du Rizeng completely showed a hideous face, and he had to consider it. If he wanted to stand up, it would be a sect war. Lingquan Sect would immediately split. Is it worth it for Chen Yang?

Just as Han Zhan and the others were hesitating, Du Rizeng had already brought people to Chen Yang and surrounded them. Even if they went to rescue them, they had to break through to more than a dozen encirclements. Han Zhan had no chance to attack with all his strength.
Chapter completed!