After running for hours, A Lu finally reached his limit. Breathing heavily, he gritted his teeth and reached into the leather bag, only to realize that he had used up all his hidden weapons.
Left with no choice, he could only draw his sword and turn around to face the soldiers of the Yuezhi Tribe.
Without giving the enemies a chance to react, A Lu circulated his internal energy, kicked the ground, and rushed toward the soldiers.
Startled by his sudden move, the soldiers were late to react.
In the next second, A Lu had already appeared in front of them and wiped their necks with his sword.
"Argh!"
"Ugh!"
Coughing up blood, the soldiers' eyes widened in disbelief as they fell to the ground.
Thud! Thud!
After killing two more of the Yuezhi Tribe's soldiers, A Lu turned his attention to the other soldiers. However, before he could attack, his legs lost their strength.
Thud!
Kneeling on the ground, A Lu gritted his teeth and used his sword as support.
