Clip-clop, clip-clop!
The sound of hooves echoed through the air as a faint aura of bloodlust spread around them.
Dust drifted through the air, mingling with the crowing of roosters and barking of dogs.
Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong reached the village entrance. Six men on horseback charged wildly through the village, letting out eerie, cackling laughs.
"Get down on your knees, all of you! Hand over your food and money, and offer up your pretty women for the six of us to enjoy!"
"Otherwise, we'll slaughter every last one of you!"
One of them, apparently the leader of the bandits, roared at the crowd. His triangular eyes glimmered with a sinister green light, making him look especially menacing.
The village's old and young, men and women, were all trembling with fear. They fixed their eyes on the old village chief at the front.
Clearly,
the village had been robbed many times before.
"Honorable heroes, in the past you only demanded money and food and never laid a hand on our women. Why not take the silver and grain and leave?"
"Let us keep this arrangement going. We have several hundred households here and can continue to support you."
The old village chief leaned on his cane and spoke gravely.
For decades, this band of robbers had rampaged across the surrounding hundreds of miles. Every year, they swept through the villages, making life miserable for everyone.
In the past, they had only coveted food and money. But this time, they had set their sights on the women, intending to violate them. The old village chief could not tolerate that.
Unfortunately, these bandits knew a little Martial Dao and could each take on a hundred men. That was why none of the villages dared resist.
"Hmph!"
"What gives an old bastard