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On the battlefield, Qin Lang and Li Mo were already fighting with the seven or eight guards of Ouyang Shaofeng. The guards with similar cultivation bases to theirs were clearly in a terrible state in front of them.

Just as Lan'er and the others were chatting, nearly half of them had already fallen to the ground, leaving the remaining few who were struggling to hold on. Qin Lang, who could not harden his heart, only cut down the weapons in the guards hands and stopped attacking, while on Li Mo's side, blades stabbed into blades.

Ouyang Shaofeng coldly stared at the scene, his expression ugly. He couldn't understand why Qin Lang's group didn't have a higher cultivation level than the guards, but their combat prowess was so ferocious. The corners of their mouths curled up, as if they couldn't help but want their bodyguard leader, Song Yi, to go up.

Although he had not been in command of these guards for a long time, he had seriously adjusted and taught them a few times. He asked himself, he did not have any hidden secrets, and he also felt that the first or second layer of Qi Cultivating Stage was right there. It was clearly a few people fighting with a cultivation base lower than his, but they were actually defeated by the other party!

He felt the fear of the guards behind him, because one of them was too fierce and did not have much injuries. However, he needed time to recover, and the splattered blood was not conspicuous in the dark.

"Bang."

Qin Lang punched the last guard that blocked Ouyang Shaofeng's way.

At this moment, Li Mo looked somewhat hideous. His white clothes were half stained red with blood. He stood with Qin Lang in front of Ouyang Shaofeng, staring at him, leaving behind a field of screaming guards.

"Good, very good! "You have some skill indeed. Song Yi, you can be considered as having the ability to be arrogant. Go for it!"

Ouyang Shaofeng didn't even look at the guards at his feet and directly spoke to Song Yi without turning his head.

"Yes sir!"

Song Yi responded and tightened his grip on the low-grade earth-step treasure saber at his waist. He still hadn't thrown away his military habits and had always placed his weapon in the easiest place to get it.

Originally, he was going to persuade his young master to let these two off. However, before he could say anything, the guards had already suffered so many injuries that they naturally could not speak anymore. They had to seek justice for their brothers.

"Young master, your actions are quite ruthless, aren't they?" Song Yi stepped forward to look at Li Mo and raised the blade in his hand.

"If I'm not wrong, these guards should be picked out from the prefectural garrison. They should be the military's sharp knives, but now they have appeared here. They are using public property for their own private use. How dare you!"

His face was full of viciousness as he spoke such righteous words, which caused Qin Lang to be somewhat stunned. What he was sure of now was that Li Mo was definitely a descendant of an official, and one that was very close to the royal family. It was even possible for princes to be able to walk around without a follower, but who would believe that a prince would walk around without a follower? At least for now, Qin Lang didn't believe it.

Who was he? This question lingered in Song Yi's mind. Not just anyone could speak such words. Could it be that this person was a spy from the imperial court? From his age, he didn't seem like one. Could it be someone from the imperial family?

"Song Yi, kill them!"

Ouyang Shaofeng's voice came from behind.