"Saint Master!"
When she saw that, Diana was extremely worried. Her heart almost jumped up to her throat. She shouted, "This is a misunderstanding, he is not—"
Diana wanted to say that it was Darryl, but Alan interrupted her.
"Altar Master Olsen, you don't have to speak on behalf of Darryl." Alan looked hideous with an evil cold grin. "Everyone knows that Darryl is your disciple, but he had abducted Chang Er; there is no forgiving his crime!"
"This guy is his accomplice; we cannot let him go!"
Alan's eyes were locked onto Darryl. He chuckled inwardly.
'With Saint Master here, even if he survives this, Darryl will definitely suffer serious injuries. However, that guy had managed to take a hit from Saint Master, so he is not a simple person either.'
"You—"
Diana frowned; she was furious as she looked at Alan. She was so angry that she could not speak.
'What is wrong with Alan? It is obvious that the person is Darryl; how can he not see that?'
Diana did not know that Alan had already figured that out. He wanted the opportunity to get rid of Darryl.
Sigh!
Lu Dongbin hovered quietly in mid-air; there were no changes on his face.
"I can't imagine that a follower of Darryl would have such good skills that he could withstand my attack." Lu Dongbin observed Darryl tightly.
Whoosh!
With a loud sound, a Buddhist Whisk appeared on Lu Dongbin's hand.
The Buddhist Whisk was Lu Dongbin's weapon. It was made from 10,000-year-old cold iron and 1000-year-old ice silk thread. Just like Chang Er's Star and Moon Sword, its power exceeded the purple rank; it was a weapon as close as a grand weapon.
Sigh!
Diana's body trembled when she saw Lu Dongbin's Buddhist Whisk. Her gentle fingers were locked into fists; she was worried for Darryl.
'Sh*t, Saint Master is serious. Darryl is in trouble!'
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