Duan Rong took out Li Yiyang in just a few breaths.
But in that time, most of the guards were injured, and two were cut down, lying in a pool of blood...
After killing Li Yiyang, Duan Rong's figure flickered, and in his hand, plum blossoms bloomed, silent felt Willow Leaf Cold Blades shot out...
Those thieves weren't as perceptive as Li Yiyang; the Willow Leaf Cold Blades hit either their foreheads or their throats, all vital spots...
Soon, one shadow after another fell, as Duan Rong moved through the crowd like a phantom, harvesting the lives of the bandits like the Grim Reaper.
By now, the remaining Black Tiger Stronghold bandits finally realized the situation; Li Yiyang was dead, and their companions were falling one by one as the phantom figure flashed by.
"Retreat!"
Someone shouted, and the remaining bandits of Black Tiger Stronghold scattered, fleeing towards the wilderness on either side of the official road!
