"Clan leader, don't listen to him."
A sudden voice sounded, and Duanmu Huachang walked out of the crowd and sneered: "You are not a member of my Duanmu clan. Who knows if you are from the Necromancer clan or an outsider pretending to be treating the Supreme Elder? In fact, he wanted to harm them."
"Duanmu Huachang, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Duanmu Qingling frowned and scolded with a cold face: "Mu Yu is my friend, a friend of our Duanmu tribe, you can't slander me!"
Duanmu Huachang raised the corner of his mouth and said with a careless smile: "Qing Ling, don't be deceived by him. This person has ulterior motives and bad intentions."
"Everyone, listen to me. As long as we catch this person, we will be able to force out his accomplices. By then, the crisis of our Duanmu clan will naturally be resolved."
For a moment, other tribesmen also expressed doubts, and what Duanmu Huachang said was reasonable.
If Mu Yu really attacked the three Supreme Elders, they would not be able to resist in their current coma.
"You..." Duanmu Qingling was angry and stamped his feet fiercely. Just as he was about to step forward to defend, his palm was grabbed by Mu Yu.
Touching the warmth in Mu Yu's palm, Duanmu Qingling's face turned red, but she also calmed down.
She believed that Mu Yu would have a solution on his own.
Mu Yu's feet took a gentle step on the ground, and his body instantly turned into a phantom and appeared next to Duanmu Huachang, grabbing his arm and clasping it.
"What are you doing? Are you ready to jump over the wall after being exposed by me?"
Duanmu Huachang's face didn't show much fear, but she raised her voice and said, "Did you see that he attacked me? Doesn't it mean that he has a guilty conscience?"
"Everyone, come together and take this person down!"
"Let go of Hua Chang!"
"How can we, the Duanmu Clan, allow an outsider like you to act arrogantly? If you don't let him go, don't blame us for being rude!"
When the other tribesmen saw this scene, they all looked unkind, and some even started to gear up.
"Young Master Mu, don't be impulsive. Let's talk it over nicely. I believe you!"
Duanmu Fenghua still believed in Mu Yu's character, but Duanmu Huachang was a member of the Duanmu clan after all. As the clan leader, he really couldn't just sit back and watch.
Mu Yu did not let go. He looked around the crowd and said loudly, "Do you really think he is one of your tribesmen?"
"What's the meaning?"
No one understood what Mu Yu meant.
Duanmu Huachang's expression turned gloomy, and a cold force emitted from his body, breaking away from Mu Yu's palm.
Feeling this cold power, everyone changed their colors.
This power definitely does not come from the Duanmu clan's skills. Is this Duanmu Huachang... fake
"Did you see it? This is the 'people' you just wanted to protect. They can even control the power of the Necrons."
Mu Yu crossed his arms and looked at Duanmu Huachang indifferently.
"Duanmu Huachang is from the Undead Clan?"
Many Duanmu clan members couldn't believe Mu Yu's words at first. Many of them had grown up watching Duanmu Huachang, how could they suddenly become a Necromancer
"Are you going to keep pretending?"
Mu Yu did not answer them, but stared at Duanmu Huachang closely.
'Duanmu Huachang' grinned with a sinister smile: "Unexpectedly, you saw through me!"
"Yes, I am the leader of the seventy-two kings of the Undead Tribe, King Xiaolin. As for the Duanmu Huachang you are talking about, he has died in my hands."
As he spoke, King Xiaolin released a cold and terrifying power, covering the entire surrounding area.
The Duanmu clan members were frightened and pushed back dozens of steps.