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Ye Wudao nodded: "Okay, call them over."

The young bandit said: "I have to communicate with them with the sound of the flute. My flute is on the shed..."

Ye Wudao waved his hand casually, and the flute dozens of meters away automatically "flew" into Ye Wudao's palm.

Ye Wudao threw the flute to the young bandit.

The young bandit was stunned.

What's going on? He waved his hand and could command the flute to "fly" over.

What kind of mysterious secret method is this.

It seems that this is a master. It is estimated that all the people in the stronghold will not be his opponent.

He hesitated, hesitating whether to call others over.

Calling others is probably also sending them to death.

As he hesitated, the lone wolf kicked him in the face: "Hurry up and call people. If you don't call people, I will kill you first."

The young bandit had no choice but to play the flute.

The flute sound was melodious and long, which was very different from the flute sound that just controlled the villagers.

Not long after, several figures came from all directions.

They were dressed exactly like the young bandit, and they must be other bandits in the stronghold.

Seeing the scene in front of them, the other bandits in the stronghold were furious and attacked Ye Wudao.

"Asshole, who do you think you are? How dare you hurt my bandit clan."

"This is my bandit forbidden land. You dare to set foot in it. You are unforgivable!"

"Leave quickly, otherwise you will be killed without mercy."

Ye Wudao smiled coldly and kicked the young bandit at his feet casually. The young bandit flew into the bandit group and knocked down several bandits.

"You are not qualified to threaten me."

Damn it!

The bandits looked stern and their eyes were fierce.

They dared to be so arrogant in their own territory. It seems that this tough battle is inevitable.

The team leader said in a deep voice: "Quick battle, so as to avoid complications."

Got it!

The other bandits responded one after another.

A big battle began.

They rushed towards Ye Wudao like crazy.

Without Ye Wudao's order, Dulang took the lead to meet several bandits.

These bandits were ordinary people, not even warriors, how could they be opponents of Dulang.

Dulang almost didn't do anything, and knocked several bandits away with his physical strength alone.

This made these bandits feel desperate and saw the gap between their own strength and their opponents.

Today they met a master, no, a master among masters, and they were no match for the opponent alone.

What to do, what to do?

The bandits looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on the team leader.

The team leader gritted his teeth: "Ten thousand people formation."

Got it!

The bandits didn't care about the pain in their bodies, and they stood up with difficulty, took out their flutes and played them.

Not long after, a group of shadowy figures slowly emerged from the darkness and surrounded Ye Wudao and Dulang.

They were the villagers of Donglai Village.

The villagers of Donglai Village were still stiff, but now they began to attack Ye Wudao and Lone Wolf.

Lone Wolf subconsciously wanted to fight back, but was stopped by Ye Wudao.

"Lone Wolf, don't fight back, they are just a group of innocent people."

"Leave it to me."

Yeah.

Lone Wolf was unwilling to attack ordinary people, so he stopped attacking and let the villagers' fists and feet hit him.

The villagers' fists and feet attacks were not much better than tickling for Lone Wolf.

Ye Wudao released a stream of Qi and directly imprisoned the group of bandits.

The bandits immediately turned into statues, unable to move, let alone play the flute.

Without the flute sound to command, the villagers also froze in place, motionless.

The group of bandits was a little collapsed at this moment.

Damn, what's going on? Why can't we move for no reason?

It feels like my body is firmly embedded in a solid big stone.

This is 100% the work of the two people on the opposite side.

The strength of these two people is far beyond their imagination.

This is the end.