At this moment, it depends on whether Chen Yao is willing to gamble, if he has to leave the young man in white, it is very likely that he will offend a saint emperor-level figure, if he does not stay, then today, the face of the Danyang faction can be regarded as a loss.

Chen Yao fell into deep thought, obviously weighing the pros and cons of this matter.

"Do you think that with you saints, you can stop me? If you don't let people go, don't blame me for being polite!"

As he spoke, Wang Ying's dark eyes swept through a cold chill, but when his words fell, he saw that in all directions of the square, there were powerful figures stepping towards the void here, and the two figures headed by him were all flowing with a bright saint aura, obviously a saint-level figure.

In the eyes of one of the black-robed old men, substantial flames burst out, and the anger in his chest made his whole person almost explode, and the whole person was like an angry lion!

"Will you kill him?"

The black-robed old man's face was hideous, and his expression was terrifying, which made Wang Ying's eyebrows raise slightly, judging from the reaction of the black-robed old man and his own strength, he should be the great elder of the Danyang faction, Jiang Yang's grandfather Jiang Beihe.

"Don't crane, don't be impulsive!"

But when Jiang Beihe, who was also in anger, was about to fight Wang Yingda, Chen Yao stopped him in time, which made the anger in Jiang Beihe's heart even stronger.

"Master, this kid has bullied us, if we don't say that he will be killed, then how can we have the face of the Danyang faction? Not to mention that he also killed Yang'er, this revenge will not be avenged, I Jiang Beihe swears not to be a man!"

You must know that Jiang Beihe's sons and daughters are all talented, but none of them can reach the realm of saints, and finally his eldest grandson has a little sign and wants to win glory for him, but he didn't expect to die a little inexplicably today, which makes Jiang Beihe, who loves Jiang Yang very much, how can he swallow the evil breath in his heart.

Even if you kill the young man in white right away, it won't be enough to vent your anger!

At the same time, a powerful coercion erupted from Jiang Beihe's body and pressed towards Wang Ying, but Wang Ying was expressionless, and his eyes did not have the slightest wave, although this Jiang Beihe was the great elder of the Danyang faction, his realm was only a middle-level saint. This oppression, as far as he is concerned, is not a coercion at all.

"Yo, so arrogant?" Looking at the angry Jiang Beihe, Wang Ying couldn't help but smile and said, "I'll clean you up later, Master Chen, let people go." ”

"Nameless, don't deceive people too much!" Chen Yao snorted coldly and said: "Obviously, Wei Cailing and Wei Shen are guilty first, and these two people are disciples of my Danyang faction, what do you want to do with these two, it seems that you don't need to be an outsider to ask!"

"What Sect Master Chen said is not wrong at all, the disciples of the Danyang Sect should be dealt with by the Danyang Sect, it doesn't seem appropriate for you as an outsider to talk about this matter, right?"

At this time, an old man in ink robe from other forces couldn't help but stand up and say a fair word for the Danyang faction, and the aura on his body was not weak, he was also a saint with the holy light lingering.

"That's a lot of nonsense!"

However, the old man in the ink robe, who was an outsider and a saint, was coldly drunk by the young man in white, and then, when people saw his figure, he suddenly disappeared from the spot, flew out of the square, and disappeared from everyone's sight, which made everyone stunned on the spot.

The strength of the young man in white was so strong that he kicked a saint away with a simple kick?

Although he was only a beginner saint, in the eyes of the people in the lower realm, he was also a very terrifying existence, and he was kicked away by the young man in white.

It was precisely because of the kick of the young man in white that Jiang Beihe, who was furious, calmed down slightly, and only then did he really face up to the young man in white.

Although he is a middle-level saint, but the old man in the ink robe, he knows it, if it was him just now, it would definitely be impossible to win so easily, and it can also be seen that there is still a gap between him and the young man in white, if he fights alone, I am afraid that he is really not an opponent.

Therefore, it can only be decided by the door master, and the door master will definitely not stand on the side of the young man in white, there is absolutely no doubt about this.

"You!"

The faces of the powerhouses of the same force as the ink-robed old man were very ugly, but they dared not speak out.

Their sect masters were defeated so easily, what else did they dare to say?

The weak can only suffer dumb losses!

"I don't care what grievances there are between the Danyang faction and Xiao Cailing, I just want you to release people, as long as you say, let them go or not!"

According to Wang Ying's temperament, if it were to change to the past, there would definitely be a big fuss if he didn't let people go, but now Wang Ying has gradually matured and understands the priorities of things.

And Wang Ying's surprise to everyone present, but one after another, at this moment, they realized that they had always underestimated the true strength of the young man in white, even if they knew that he was a strong person in the Saint Realm, they still underestimated it.

With the strength to kill low-level saints in seconds, the young man in white does have the qualifications to argue with Chen Yao.

"Nameless, although you are a saint, but, don't forget, this is my Danyang faction, not a place for you to go wild!" The corners of Chen Yao's mouth twitched slightly, since he took office as the head of the Danyang faction, except for the Saint King figure, there was hardly any saint who dared to talk to him with that attitude, but today it was again, and he was still a young man!

"Let go!"

Wang Ying shouted, and while speaking, his palm slowly stretched out to the sword of the king in front of him, and the fierce sword qi swept wildly in the void, as if a fatal blow would break out at any time, in the face of the entire Danyang faction, the young man in white was fearless, and there was no need to be afraid!

A strong coercion permeated from Wang Ying's body, causing the martial artists under the saint to breathe sluggishly, and their expressions were shocked, this coercion seemed to have reached the level of a middle-level saint, right?

Such a young mid-level saint, if he did not have the support of the Holy Emperor-level forces, it would be almost impossible for an ordinary Tianjiao to grow up so fast, which also made people believe even more that behind him, there was the Yuanyang Holy Emperor.

This made Chen Yao's eyes finally show a little jealousy, if he really wanted to take down this white-clothed young man today, the risk faced by the Danyang faction was too great, and he didn't dare to try it easily as the master of the sect, but if he was released, what would the face of the Danyang faction have!

(End of chapter)