Wula Zhitao and others came around the corner one after another, and when they saw two people lying on the ground, they walked away from each other.

Wula Zhitao asked Alayanzong, "These two people..."

Ala Yanzong replied: "There is still one alive."

The young mother couldn't help crying when she saw the short and thin robber covering his mouth.

Ala Yanzong stepped forward and asked: "Is he this bandit?"

The young mother nodded.

"He is already dead," Alayanzong said.

The young mother knelt down in front of Ala Yanzong and said with a tearful voice: "Thank you, little hero, for avenging my daughter." Then she burst into tears.

Alayanzong pointed at Yeluha and said, "It's the bandit who was killed by this righteous man."

The young mother kowtowed to Yeluha again.

Yeluha said quickly: "I don't dare to do it, I don't dare to do it!" He stretched out his hand to help the young mother up, but felt that it was not appropriate.

Upon seeing this, Wula Zhitao quickly helped the young mother up and comforted her while her crying gradually became weaker.

Everyone bowed their heads and remained silent.

The sun in the west was no longer so warm, and a few white clouds occasionally drifted in the clear blue sky. The mountain wind blew by, with a hint of chill in the coolness, and some people tightened their tight-fitting shirts.

After about a cup of tea, I couldn't bear the temper anymore. With an anxious look on my face, I said to Ala Yanzong: "Young hero, do they not want to let him go?"

Ala Yanzong muttered: "No, there are still their people here. It seems that this robber has a high status in the mountains, and they will not let it go. Uncle Bonebreaker, please wait patiently."

DaGuJiKi frowned and muttered: "I...I'm anxious! What if they really won't let me go?"

While the bones were being dried up like ants on a hot pot, a group of people descended from the mountain.

Walking in front was a middle-aged man about forty years old, with long curly hair tied into a ponytail and a short black beard on his chin. He looked older than his actual age.

His face is fair, his blue eyes are very bright, and the right corner of his mouth is turned up from time to time.

Walking on the downhill mountain path, my body was shaking as I walked. I was wearing a gray gown, looking very casual.

He is of medium height, about the same height as Alayanzong, and does not look very strong, but he is carrying a mace in his hand, which is as easy as a toy in his hand.

Behind him were a dozen or so men, carrying swords, guns, clubs and various weapons in their hands. They were all dressed in a variety of colors. They all had sullen faces, and the atmosphere was a bit depressing.

When they reached the bottom of the mountain, about ten steps away from Ala Yanzong and others, the bandits stopped.

The leader of the bandits glanced at the crowd, then looked at the two bandits lying on the ground, and finally fixed his eyes on Ala Yanzong, looked up and down, and said:

"It must have been this little hero who hit me. One person was killed and four others were injured. The attack was quite cruel."

The leader of the bandits had a look of disdain on his face. The right corner of his mouth was still upturned, but he appeared to be relaxed, weighing the mace in his hand.

Ala Yanzong also looked up and down. He was not intimidated by the bandits and remained calm.

"It seems that you are the leader." Ala Yanzong pointed to the two robbers lying on the ground and said, "Your people are here, where are our people?"

The leader of the bandits narrowed his eyes slightly, the mace still tossing around in his hand.

"Your people are safe, but our people are no longer safe. In addition to the injured, there are also dead. How to settle this account?"

When Ala Yanzong heard that he wanted to settle accounts, he became furious. "You robbed our property. If you hadn't kicked the child to death," he pointed at the dead bandit on the ground, "he wouldn't have died."

The leader of the bandits still looked disdainful and said: "How can we, as bandits, survive without robbing property? How can I manage everyone if my subordinates die without revenge? There must be an explanation."

Ala Yanzong had already noticed that the person who came here was unkind, and he would not let him go easily, so he said, "What do you want to say?"

"I heard from some of my brothers that the little hero has good skills, so let's give it a try. If you beat the mace in my hand, I will release you immediately. I will return everything in full, and I won't care if your men are injured or die.

, it’s settled.”

"What if?"

"Otherwise, you will pay with your life for my men. You don't have to worry about other things, and you can't control them."

Now that the road has been drawn, Alayanzong felt that it was pointless to reason with the bandit, so he said: "Then let's clear it!"

After that, he stood there with his arms open and his palms exposed, in a stance, waiting for the leader of the bandits to attack.

The leader of the bandits laughed when he saw it, "Young hero, you better show off your weapons, your mortal body cannot withstand my blow."

Ala Yanzong remained motionless and only said: "Then you must be able to hit me with a stick first."

Seeing that Ala Yanzong despised him so much, the leader said: "You will regret it!"

Having said that, he changed his careless attitude before, and quickly exerted force with his feet, like a whirlwind, and hit Ala Yanzong with the stick.

Ala Yanzong was shocked when he saw the other party was so fast and thought: He underestimated the enemy!

The mace came with the sound of wind, and when it was less than a foot away from the head, Alayanzong twisted to the right and narrowly avoided it.

The leader of the bandits was also shocked, but the mace did not stop, and then swept through the army and hit Alayanzong's waist.

Alayanzong once again escaped the mace with an iron bridge.

But the mace then turned back and hit Alayanzong diagonally, who had not yet gotten up.

The people standing behind and watching screamed in surprise, and Wula Zhitao couldn't help shouting: "Be careful!"

The fate of everyone is tied to one person, Ala Yanzong, and he is very concerned about the current struggle.

Ala Yanzong twisted and rolled out of the circle, and the mace was empty again.

The bandit leader was even more surprised. Ala Yanzong just dodged and dodged these three powerful moves and resolved them.

So he waved the mace again, only to hear the sound of whining through the air.

Ala Yanzong was still jumping around to avoid the attack of the mace. He had not yet found a chance to attack the bandit leader.

The bandit leader became more and more courageous as he fought, and there was no sign of his strength fading away at all.

Although Alayanzong was dexterous in movement, he blindly avoided and could not cause any threat or harm to the bandit leader.

The situation is very unfavorable for Alayanzong!

Wula Zhitao and the others were so anxious that they even beat the bones to make them dry and muttered: "How long will it take for you to be jumping around? My nephew is copying me!"

Ala Yanzong knew that his dagger could not collide with the mace, and it would fly away as soon as it touched.

When the mace came again, Ala Yanzong flipped out and fell right in front of the iron rod thrown by the tall robber who had previously fought against him.

Ala Yanzong picked up the iron rod.

The big iron rod was longer than the mace. Seeing that Ala Yanzong had a weapon in his hand, the bandit leader swung the mace even more fiercely.

The mace hit him head-on. Ala Yanzong raised the iron rod with both hands, and heard a sound. The bandit leader couldn't hold it anymore. There was a pain and numbness in the tiger's mouth, and he let go of the mace.

The mace "Sun" flew to the mountain.

The bandit leader was stunned there.

At this time, Ala Yanzong was not feeling well either. There was already a bend in the middle of the big iron rod. The force spread from his arms to his whole body, and his whole body was numb and his bones felt like they were broken.

After knocking the mace away, he still held up the iron rod.

The two figures were frozen, and neither of them moved again.

A few seconds later, Ala Yanzong put down his stick and poked it on the ground, causing the stone under his feet to fall apart.

He stared straight at the bandit leader, "Keep your promise!"
Chapter completed!