"Die!"
A burly man, wielding a large axe, charged at Marshall Morgan. This man had the cultivation of a Martial Master Fifth Realm, making him a leader among the bandits.
But to Marshall Morgan, someone at the Martial Master Fifth Realm was no real threat.
With a slight flicker of his body, he dodged the axe, and with a flash of his sword, the man's throat was sliced by the Sword Qi.
Swish, swish!
The Sword Qi was rampant, leaving no enemy standing. In the blink of an eye, dozens of bandits fell to Marshall Morgan's hand.
Meanwhile, the other two of the Three Fiends of Mount Umbra and Finnian Fletcher were experiencing a similar success. Among these bandits, aside from the leading figure being somewhat formidable, the strongest were only at the peak of Martial Master Fifth Realm, no match for them.
Even with their numbers, it was futile.
Within moments, over a hundred bandits had been slain.
"This is bad, the enemy is too strong, retreat!"
