Braised Dragon with Soy Sauce

After more than fifteen minutes of fierce fighting, the battle on the other side had ended.

All fifteen enemy soldiers were captured, five of whom died in battle and ten were seriously wounded and taken prisoner.

"These are truly remnants of a sinful race! How dare they collude with the sinful race to plot against the Great Xia!"

The Falcon Guards deliberately shouted one after another.

After the battle ended, the five boys who had been tied together were freed. Their trench coat hoods were removed, revealing five faces. Though their appearances differed, they all had gray hair and gray eyes.

When the old man in black realized that his scheme had been exposed, he was filled with anger and hatred, wishing he could kill everyone.

However, the opponent was extremely cunning. The four of them cooperated seamlessly with the person hiding in the shadows, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, combining offense and defense.

The old man possessed strength far exceeding theirs, yet he could never find an opportunity to kill them.

He firmly believed that as long as the opponent made the slightest mistake, he could break the stalemate and quickly kill them.

Just as he had expected, while the two sides were fighting, the four people in the battle were stunned when they heard the words "remnants of the sinful race".

The seemingly perfect combination appears to have hit a snag.

Upon seeing this, the old man in black was secretly delighted, thinking that his opportunity had truly arrived.

Immediately, he clenched his sword and accelerated his thrust towards Mo Yuming beside him.

After a fight, the old man realized that this young man was no ordinary person; his strength seemed to surpass that of the middle-aged man from before.

Therefore, he immediately set his sights on Mo Yuming as his primary target.

Just as the sharp blade was about to pierce the enemy's body, the old man suddenly felt dizzy, his consciousness paused briefly, and the sword he was thrusting forward involuntarily wobbled, losing its aim.

At that moment, Mo Yuming seized the fleeting opportunity, forcefully cleaving the old man's sword with his knife, and simultaneously twisting his body to get close to the old man in black, striking him in the lower back with a palm strike.

After Mo Yuming struck the old man in black with a palm strike, Sun Min seized the opportunity and slashed at the old man's face with her knife.

The old man was terrified and, disregarding Mo Yuming, hurriedly raised his sword to retaliate.

Meanwhile, the other two Falcon Guards, working in perfect coordination, took the opportunity to attack the old man in black from the left and right, targeting his lower body.

The old man had no choice but to turn his body around and bounce backward, narrowly avoiding the combined attack of the three men.

He had already successfully broken free of the battle, and with his abilities, he could have easily taken the opportunity to suppress his opponent again.

However, for some reason, at this moment, he inexplicably felt dizzy, and his defensive posture deviated, exposing an open space in front of Mo Yuming.

Mo Yuming immediately seized the opportunity, and thrust his knife horizontally, the sharp tip piercing the old man's lower back.

Although he succeeded, the old man was truly formidable. He immediately turned his body to dodge Mo Yuming's fatal blow, and then used his long sword to slash at Mo Yuming's head.

Mo Yuming had no choice but to immediately stop, draw his sword to protect himself, and retreat backward.

Although he succeeded, the difference in strength was too great, and the stab only caused him minor injury.

"Captain, what should we do with these five remnants of the sinful clan?"

The other Falcon Guards who had taken control of the five remaining members of the Sin Clan did not come to join the battle.

After all, this is a battle with a huge disparity in strength. Having too many people would only increase the chances of casualties on our side, unless we are determined to fight to the death. There is clearly no need for this kind of battle now.

“We can’t take this hot potato. Kill them all! As long as we have the footage, we’ll have done a great service.”

Mo Yuming answered loudly.

"How dare you!"

Upon hearing that the remnants of the sinful clan were to be killed, the old man in black flew into a rage.

These five remnants of the criminal clan were their last bargaining chip.

If all five remnants of the criminal clan die here, then Wu Ji's plan, which she has implemented with enormous manpower, resources, and risks, will be stillborn, and all her efforts will be in vain.

The old man in black thought about how his originally flawless plan had been ruined halfway by these boring outsiders, and he felt extremely frustrated and angry.

Extreme anger almost made his lungs explode. His eyes, bloodshot with rage, glared at the people, wishing he could burn them to death with the fury in them.

Little did he know that this was not an accident at all; their plan had already failed.

The old man in black desperately tried to stop the Falcon Guards from killing the remnants of the criminal clan, but he was held back by Mo Yuming and the other three, unable to get through. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he used all his strength to attack Mo Yuming alone.

After fighting for so long, he realized that the biggest threat to him was this boy.

Mo Yuming immediately felt immense pressure and hurriedly tried to defend himself while retreating.

Originally, the four of them, along with the crossbowmen hiding in the shadows, were barely able to hold off the old man in black, and were constantly at a disadvantage.

If it weren't for Lord Dragon and Lord Tiger interfering with their mental powers at the crucial moment, the four of them would have been injured long ago, instead of the other side being slashed and getting hurt first.

In this battle, Mo Yuming did not let Master Long and Master Hu get involved, firstly because he wanted to train himself, and secondly to confuse the enemy.

If Lord Dragon and Lord Tiger had shown up earlier, this old man in black would have fled long ago, and wouldn't be fighting with them here.

It was precisely because the old man felt that his cultivation was far superior to the other party's that he stayed here to serve as a free sparring partner for Mo Yuming and the others.

Moreover, although Lord Long and Lord Hu have high cultivation levels, they have never fought to the death with anyone, so their combat power is not very high.

If they were to fight this battle-hardened old man in black right now, even if they joined forces, they might not be able to subdue him.

Therefore, their profound martial arts skills could only be used to intimidate those of lower strength. However, their mental power was very strong, making them quite effective at secretly interfering with enemies.

Seeing that Mo Yuming was powerless to resist and his life was in danger, more than a dozen crossbow bolts were fired from both sides, each aimed at the old man in black's vital points.

The old man had no choice but to stop his attack and quickly deflect the crossbow bolts with his sword. Mo Yuming's pressure was greatly reduced, and he successfully escaped the danger zone.

"Ah! Ah!"

Just then, cries of pain came from afar.

The old man in black turned around and saw that the remnants of the criminal clan were being slapped on the head by the Falcon Guards.

Those sinful youths already had very low cultivation levels, so how could they withstand a single blow from a Falcon Guard with the strength of a high-level Earth Rank?

Killing such a sinner youth would be a piece of cake for the Falcon Guard; a single, gentle slap would be enough to end his life, without even needing to exert their full strength.

What the old man in black saw was that the Falcon Guards were pouncing on their prey like hungry tigers, slamming their palms down on the heads of the boys.

The boys collapsed to the ground like tattered cotton, motionless. After filming, the Falcon Guards, seemingly still unsatisfied, slashed each boy's back with their knives.