"Gate, Master, are you still alive?"

At the pavilion in front of the monument, a mountain guard disciple looked at Feng Yuan stepping forward tremblingly, and stood there in shock.

The remaining eleven disciples immediately held long sticks in their hands, looked at each other and formed a row, blocking Feng Yuan and his group outside the mountain gate.

Seeing this, Feng Yuan scolded angrily: "Who gave you the courage to stop me!?"

Although Feng Yuan was seriously injured and had limited strength, the sect leader's aura still made the disciples frightened.

The eleven disciples looked at each other timidly, but none of them retreated and were still in a row.

Just when Feng Yuan was furious and was about to take care of his injuries, the disciple who had spoken before suddenly ran to the other disciples and persuaded him: "Hurry, hurry up and put down the stick quickly. He is not the enemy, he is the sect leader, the sect leader is not dead yet!"

The man, led by the eleven disciples, said with a little timidity: "But the new sect leader has an order. No one can come up the mountain these days!"

Feng Yuan was so angry that his face couldn't stop twitching when he heard the three words "New Sect Master".

The persuasion disciple said again: "All of us come to practice and learn skills. Now it is not an enemy attack, but a dispute between the boss of the mountain gate. There is no need to take his life for it, and let them fight on their own."

Obviously, the disciple not only turned to Feng Yuan in his heart, but also had a very sleek personality. The eleven people were shaken in a few words.

Feng Yuan took the opportunity to speak out: "Put down the stick and retreat to one side. The leader of this sect will not argue with you later!"

All the disciples looked at the leader. Although they all showed timidity and hesitation for a moment, the sticks in their hands were still tightly clenched.

The leader gritted his teeth while hesitating and said to Feng Yuan: "I have the responsibility of my disciple. Please forgive me. Brothers and I don't want to get involved in the dispute between you and Master Ge, and at the same time, neither side dares to offend him."

Compared to the sleek disciple, the leader obviously had to worry more. He understood that if Feng Yuan was allowed to go up the mountain at this moment, and the latter was killed by the new sect leader, they would definitely be held accountable for the unfavorable defense of the mountain. On the contrary, if Feng Yuan was allowed to go up the mountain and ignore the current instructions of the new sect leader, Feng Yuan would definitely not have any good impression in his heart.

The disciple who persuaded him had no choice but to hold the stick and join the ranks of obstacles.

"Elder Ge?" Feng Yuan was furious when he heard the words of the leading disciple and learned the identity of the rebel, but the resentment under this anger was a little less. Ge Jiujiu was not a brother and brother who had been born and died and founded the mountain gate together, but a guest elder who had been invited recently.

Feng Yuan could still accept such an "outsider" who came into the house and took advantage of the situation to rob and usurp his position as the leader.

But even if you accept it, Feng Yuan's anger was already hard to suppress. He has been waiting for Ge Jiujiu for a while and has provided him with many resources for his cultivation, but he did not expect that this person would be a traitor who was traitor who was traitor.

Only Yiqitu, who is the most powerful, showed a little surprise like Lu Feng's face. Compared to Lu Feng's temporary "can't see through", he even said directly: "These stone mounts are a bit strange!"

Lu Feng couldn't help but concentrate when he heard the words. After secretly sensing, he felt a little more in his heart that he hadn't had before, but now he didn't care about exploring the strange things and needed to keep up with Feng Yuan who had already gone away.

When everyone ran around the martial arts field, they suddenly heard a few fierce fighting sounds coming from the corner in the distance.

After rushing to the scene, I suddenly saw a figure trying to attack Feng Yuan further, but when I sensed the arrival of them, I instantly changed my mind and decisively climbed over the many houses and fled to the distance.

Feng Yuan was coughing up blood while leaning on an iron rod in front of the broken house on one side. Obviously, he didn't say anything, but he was injured again. Fortunately, Lu Feng and his group rushed in time, and he had not had time to swallow the Dingding Pills, which did not cause any greater load.
Chapter completed!