Misread the number _1

"You guys ... Who are they?" The dying old man pointed at them with a trembling finger.

As the only moon realm cultivator left behind to guard Lao clan's residence, he could deal with an Army of thousands with ease, but this thousand-man battle team was truly strange.

They were proficient in a joint attack technique that allowed them to jump into the air, and it was very powerful.

In just a moment, he was seriously injured to the point of near death!

How could such a powerful battle team be bandits?

With such unparalleled combat power, he would be a trump card among the elites in Liangzhou city and would definitely be valued by the cool territory. Why would he need to become a Bandit?

They were definitely not bandits, but an extremely powerful regular army!

"It's whoever you think it is." "Let's go!" The middle-aged woman said indifferently.

Hualala-