Zhuang Ding's shout will definitely attract everyone in the Medder Manor, and once there are many people, it will definitely bring difficulties for Alayanzong and the others to leave the manor.

Despite the dagger next to his neck, Dmitry Shanwu laughed, "You're in trouble, you can't get out." ”

Alayanzong sneered, "Don't say that there is you, even if there is no you, no one can stop you." ”

Alayanzong pressed Med Shangwu, and walked out of the Moon Gate of the ancestral hall, with a slight force of the short sword, "Which gate is the fastest to go out?"

"East Gate. ”

Medshanwu felt the weight of the short sword, his stature was short, and he hurriedly replied.

Alayanzong ordered in a deep voice: "Lead the way in front of the head." ”

Dmitry Sanwu limped ahead. I don't know if he is really in pain or pretending, but the speed of travel is not as good as usual. At the urging of Alayanzong, he had to speed up his pace, but he limped even more.

The people of Alayanzong walked along the path of the garden, zigzag and fast.

After walking less than 100 meters, a lot of people poured out from the door of the inner house and the training area, and in an instant, they came behind Alayanzong and the others, about twenty meters apart.

Yeluha, who had been hiding among the flowers and pretending to be lazy, quietly stood up, followed behind the crowd, and followed.

"Bold maniac! Dare to kidnap my son, and if you don't let him go quickly, Rao Er won't die!"

A middle-aged man in his mid-fifties walked at the front of the crowd, drinking as he walked.

This person wears a scarf on his head, is dressed in purple, and embroiders birds and beasts, which looks luxurious**. Thick eyebrows and deep eyes, wide mouth, short beard, with an angry face, fingers Alayanzong shouted sharply.

This person was Mei De Shangwu's father Mei Nanjiu, who heard Zhuang Ding's shout, so he went out of the house, and happened to meet Zhuang Ding running to report to him, and hurriedly went out of the courtyard gate and chased after him.

Zhuang Ding, who ran from the martial arts training ground, followed closely with swords and sticks in his hand.

Alayanzong pressed Medshanwu to turn around, and the others avoided behind him, retreating backwards towards the east gate.

Seeing that his father had brought someone, Dmitry Shangwu shouted, "Father save me!"

That madman doesn't dare to hurt you, if he hurts you by half a penny, he will be broken into pieces!"

Captain Mednan also chased after the general from behind, and when he saw this scene, he hurriedly said: "That strong man, don't be reckless, let go of the little nephew, and let you wait until you get out of the village smoothly." ”

Seeing that the second brother was very different from him, Mednan snorted, glared at him, and said, "It's really hard to be so soft-hearted to such a madman!"

Mednan said in a low voice: "The martial arts are in their hands, and they must not be excessive. ”

Mednanjiu snorted again and ignored him.

Arayanzong ignored the shouts of the Med brothers, and just urged everyone to retreat quickly.

And Mednanjiu led the crowd in hot pursuit.

Soon, Alayanzong and the others retreated to the gate on the east side of the inner house.

The four Zhuang Ding guarding the door, seeing this scene, didn't know what to do, whether the door was open or not, and had no idea.

Alayanzong put the short sword a little hard and said, "Let Zhuang Ding open the door." ”

Medshangwu suddenly felt as if his right shoulder was pressing a small mountain, the pressure was great, and his body was a little shorter, and he bent the lame leg and shouted: "Don't you see the second master here? Quickly open the door!"

Si Zhuang Ding pulled the bolt of the door in a panic and opened the door.

Mednanjiu and the others could only watch as Alayanzong and his party opened the door and left the village.

When he got out, Alayanzong instructed Hulun Xuguang to lead the others back to Hayu's house quickly, and he wanted to stay here to buy time for them.

Seeing that Hulun Xuguang and the others were drifting away, Alayanzong just pressed Med Shangwu and stood guard outside the gate of the manor.

And Mednan and the others stayed in the doorway, and the two sides confronted each other.

Chief Medenan pointed at the Alayan Sect with his hand and said, "You madman, since you have already left the village, you will not let my son go!"

Alayanzong sneered, "A mouthful of a madman, shouting is quite smooth, and I don't ask this swinger in your family, which one is a madman? It can be seen that the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, and it is disrespectful to the old, and it must be young and unkind." ”

Medder was even more furious, and shouted loudly: "Break into my manor, hurt my family, kidnap my son, and have not yet held you accountable." He doesn't let people go out of the village, and he still makes disrespectful remarks, what is it if he is not a fanatic?"

"Hahaha!" Alayanzong was amused by the old fellow, "Why did I break into the manor? and why did I kidnap your son?

Mednan has long known the behavior of this unfilial son, and in public, if he asks, after all, he will be embarrassed, and his old face will have nowhere to put it. Now is not the time to theorize this, let's save Dmitry Shangwu first.

"Taking hostages and blackmailing us is not a heroic act, if you have the ability, let my son go. Do you have the guts?"

Alayanzong chuckled, "You don't need to provoke me, your son's life is not rare for me, so I will return it." ”

Looking back, Hulun Xuguang and the others were gone, and they were about to release Med, when they suddenly thought of the painful look of Allah Xiaoer with a broken arm, the anxiety of Ulla's peach, and the fear of Ha Wan'er.

All this is caused by Dmitry Shanwu, and he must be punished.

With this in mind, Alayanzong stretched out his hand and connected his fingers on the back of Medshangwu and said, "You can go back." ”

As soon as Medshanwu heard that he had let him go, his heart was overjoyed, and he raised his legs and left, just about to cheer, but he couldn't shout. I only feel hot and unusually stuffy, but wheezing is normal. He couldn't care about any of this, and limped to his father's side.

Unusually, he stumbled on his feet.

Seeing his son enter the manor, Mednan waved his right hand, and more than a dozen Zhuang Ding rushed up.

Alayanzong took a few steps back, dodged the door, and came to the open area outside the door.

And they surrounded him, and they fought as one.

Alayanzong didn't say anything, the short sword flew like the wind, no matter whether Zhuang Ding stretched out a knife, a sword, a stick or a stick, it was sung one by one.

As soon as he made a move, Alayanzong knew that this group of people was just Zhuang Ding, maybe it was the homeless people who had just trained for two days, that is, relying on the advantages of the long weapons in their hands, they had no real martial arts, even if they were killed, they would not be able to dampen the sharpness of Med's Manor.

After swinging away the weapons of the Zhuang Ding, Alayanzong twisted his body and flew up, stretched out his legs in a row, bang bang, and kicked in the chest of the Zhuang Ding, and the Zhuang Ding scattered the weapons in their hands, and their bodies were like dominoes, and they fell outward in turn.

Fu got up again and ran back to the manor in despair.

All this, Mednanjiu and others at the gate of the manor saw it really clearly, and they were stunned for a while.

Mednan whispered behind him, and a man stepped out, holding an iron rod with eyebrows in his hand, and came to the Alayan Sect.

Alayanzong looked up and down, and saw that this person was slightly half a head taller than himself, with bulging muscles on his body, a fat face, round cheeks, sideburns, and short hair, and a fat face that squeezed a pair of eyes almost without a slit.

The person who came didn't talk, so he beat the stick, and the iron rod came straight to the door of the Alayan sect with the sound of the wind.

This kind of person who makes an iron rod, no matter how tall or short, must be born with divine power, otherwise he will not even be able to dance with a stick. The short sword in his hand can't touch him, and it flies when he touches it, and it can only be outwitted, not invincible.

Alayanzong hurriedly jumped away, but the iron rod swept towards his waist again.

Alayanzong's body flipped upside down, dodging the stick.

The iron rod flew up and down, and Alayanzong was like a dragonfly, dancing with the stick, jumping and jumping, flashing and moving, but his body was getting closer and closer to the strong man.

The short sword lightly pierced the strong man's right arm, and the iron rod was released with a clatter. Alayanzong took advantage of the situation and elbowed and hit the strong man in the chest. The strong man staggered back a few steps, spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body shook for a while, hurriedly stabilized his body, and turned back to the manor.