"Damn it, damn, these miscellaneous people!" Xia Zuo became even more irritable. He felt his body was getting hot. He couldn't control his anger. He stood up with a low curse, put on a hat and hid his body completely in his robe, and ran down the sand dune.

"Old guy, leave all the goods and women, and get out of here. Don't say I didn't remind you, I haven't killed anyone for a day, and my hands are still itchy!" In front of the caravan, the leader of the sand bandit shook the scimitar in his hand and shouted.

"Dear heroes, they are all seeking life in the same desert, why force people to death? This is ten gold, please accept it with a smile, please let us pass by!" Amuti stood in front of the camel, complaining secretly in his heart.

"Stop talking nonsense. Money must be kept, goods must be kept, women must be kept, hurry up, keep them all, men get out of here!" The leader of the sand bandit shouted sharply, and did not take the money bag in Amuti's hand.

"Be careful!" A few reminder screams suddenly came from around the leader of the sand bandit.

"Stay you uncle!" The leader of the sand bandit was alert for a moment, but before he could fully react, a loud shout with anger and childish voice sounded in his ear. With this sound, the tall leader of the sand bandit felt a severe pain under his ribs, as if he was hit by a train, and his body flew out in an instant.

He didn't see who was attacking him, but people who stood farther could see clearly.

A thin figure wrapped in a dirty windbreaker robe passed by several sand bandits at an extremely fast and flexible speed. When he came to the leader of the sand bandits, he jumped up and put his foot on him.

The leader of the sand bandit flew out like this, crossing more than ten meters in the air before falling heavily on the sand dune beside him, blurting out blood.

It was dead quiet.

But after just a moment, all the bandits started to clamor and rushed towards the figure with a yelling and waving their swords.

"This is the territory of the Celsa people. Who gave you the courage to come here?" Xia Zuo roared and raised his thin arm.

In an instant, all the sand bandits who rushed towards the Celsa stopped, slowly lowered their arms holding the knife, their eyes flashed with fear, and they slowly retreated a little, because Xia Zuo raised his arm, and a gap was revealed between the gloves and the sleeves, and the navy blue linen strap representing the Celsa was exposed, and all the sand bands saw it.

Xia Zuo slowly lowered his arm, turned his back to the caravan, and his thin body slowly turned, looking around at the sand bandits who were taller than him.

"Are you from Atamu?" Xia Zuo's eyes squinted in his robe, and his voice turned plain.

Each sand bandit organization in the desert has its own mark. Atamu is a group of sand bandit forces with a strength in the middle of the river. The total number is more than 2,000. The mark is tattoos, lizard dragon tattoos, and the tattoos are all on the right wrist of the body. They were just far away, and Xia Zuo couldn't see clearly, but it was approaching. Just now, some sand bandits holding swords slid down, and Xia Zuo saw those lizard dragon tattoos.

As Xia Zuo said, many sand bandits subconsciously covered their wrists and pulled their sleeves down a little. A hint of panic appeared in their expressions. They all looked at each other and finally looked at the tall sand bandit who had just been kicked out by Xia Zuo. He was the little leader of these sand bandits.

This group of sand bandits was obviously suppressed by Xia Zuo. They are now in an extremely embarrassing state. They go up and kill them but dare not kill them. If they retreat like this, the Celsa boy would definitely not be able to leave before he could speak.

For a moment, everyone looked at Xia Zuo.

"You guys go!" Xia Zuo pondered for a moment and sighed.

He decided to let these people go. It was not worth killing for this matter. He was passionate, but he hated killing.

Xia Zuo had already let them go, but the sand bandits did not retreat immediately, but hesitated and left like that. Then what? Will the Celsa people take revenge on this matter?

The injured leader of the sand bandit showed a look of struggle on his face. After hesitating for a while, his face finally became vicious and he shouted: "Damn it, kill him for me. This matter cannot be spread. Kill him... Cough cough cough!"

"Kill!"

The words of the leader of the sand bandits shocked all the sand bandits, and then they shouted and rushed towards Xia Zuo with a knife. The scene was extremely chaotic for a moment. They all understood that if this matter really spread, the Celsa people might take revenge, and many people would die.

Xia Zuo stood there without moving, allowing the sand bandits to approach him.

And just as the first sand bandit rushed to him and the knife was about to cut him on his head, he pulled off the hat on his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked up at the sand bandit in front of him.

In an instant, the sand bandit seemed to have frozen the frame, holding the knife and stopping the blade three inches above Xia Zuo's head, and he didn't dare to cut it down.

His eyes were completely wide open, his face turned pale, and his body was shaking.

The sand bandit, known for its ruthlessness, was trembling!

The other sand bandits were almost the same, their faces turned pale, and some of their bodies were so shaking that they couldn't even hold the knife.

The desert fell into silence again.

"You just want to keep holding it like this?" Xia Zuo breathed a sigh of relief, tilted his head and squinted his eyes and looked at the sweaty bandit in front of him and asked softly.

The sand bandit's body shook violently, began to breathe heavily, slowly took a few steps back, and with a shaking hand, the scimitar fell off his hand and fell on the sand.

Rust!

Then came a series of sounds of weapons falling on the sand. A few sand bandits trembled their hands and didn't hold them off, while more of them took the initiative to throw them away, just like the weapon was hot.

"Bai...Bai...Young Master!" a wailing voice.

Not far away, the leader of the sand bandit threw away his weapons, his body trembling like a sieve. He looked at Xia Zuo and screamed, and knelt on the ground with a thump, sweating like rain.

Mr. Bai, perhaps this name is very strange to the caravans in the past, but for the sand bandits in the desert, this name is known to everyone. Mr. Bai is not his surname Bai, but his white appearance. All desert bandits know that the young patriarch of the Celsa tribe looks more like a European Caucasian because his bloodline is not pure.

Xia Zuo's face is still a little tender, and it is not known to the Sand Bandits, because Xia Zuo is so famous among the Sand Bandits. He has had the "primary natural divine power" since he was born. At the age of seven, he began to fight various ferocious beasts in the desert. He has a shocking sense of smell and can even smell the smell left a few days ago. So, there are too many legends about Xia Zuo in the Sand Bandits. Although he is only twelve years old, no one really regards him as a child.

Other sand bandits are not afraid to kill the Selessa people who are alone. If they are of average identity, it is nothing to kill them, as long as they are not discovered. There are too many terrifying beasts in the desert, and the disappearance of the Selessa people is usually related to this, because they are used to exploring the desert alone.

But Xia Zuo is different. No sand bandit would think that he would die because of wild beasts or weather in the desert, and no one would believe it if he said it.

Not to mention Xia Zuo's strength, even if these sand bandits can kill Xia Zuo, they must be prepared to be exterminated. Xia Zuo's mother Audrey is the patriarch of the Selsa people. She is called the "Snake Queen" of other sand bandit forces. She was the number one beauty in the desert when she was young and can be described as unparalleled beauty, but no man dared to marry her. Therefore, she had to bring back a foreign man as her husband while traveling around the world. Her horror is evident.

In this desert, no sand bandit dares to touch the son of Audrey, the "Serpent and Scorpion Queen". Even the Muron clan, the biggest opponent of the Celsa people, dare not. Xia Zuo is her only son. If she dies, she will go crazy!

If the murderer is not found, she will lead people to flatten the entire desert! No one will doubt this.

"Bai... Master Bai, I'm wrong, I deserve to die, Master Bai... Let us go, we'll leave right away... Master Bai..." With the sound of a slap in the face, the leader of the bandit who had just shouted to kill Xia Zuo was kneeling on the ground, sweating profusely. While slapping himself in the face, he begged Xia Zuo. He was a man in his thirties and forties, and his face was swollen by himself!

"Are you wrong? **You still know you are wrong? You still want to kill me? Damn..." Xia Zuomoto looked at him and suppressed the urge in his heart, but he quickly couldn't control himself and rushed up, scolding the leader of the sand bandit, punching and kicking, just like a child fighting, without any rules, but everyone heard the sound of creepy bone cracks.

The leader of the sand bandit screamed, and with the constant sound of bone cracks, he begged as he became smaller and smaller.

Xia Zuo fought for three minutes, but no other sand bandit dared to come forward to stop him.

Xia Zuo was venting his depression and irritability. He almost broke the bones of the leader of the sand bandit, and finally lifted his fist and pointed it at the leader of the sand bandit.

His movements suddenly stopped, and the leader of the sand bandit was already dying. If he continued to punch, the leader of the sand bandit might be killed.

Xia Zuo looked at the face of the bandit leader, clenched his fists, shook twice, and shook them away.

"Take him with me and get out of here!" Xia Zuo stood up and turned to the bandits, pointing at the bandits leader and shouting angrily.

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Chapter completed!