Out of My Way

"Pfft…"

An ordinary person would have been killed, but Oraman only coughed and helped himself to his feet.

"Fall back!" Drake immediately gave the order.

Everybody moved back, but they didn't stay too far. They were all members of the three divisions and cultivators. If Drake ran into some trouble, although they weren't as powerful as him, they could still offer him some help.

The soldiers had never seen anything like this before. Needless to say, they were much stronger than ordinary people. However, they still couldn't withstand Drake's strike. Even if they could survive, they would barely be breathing, let alone rise to their feet.

Oraman was 90 years old!

The soldiers wanted to flee, but the Soans wouldn't let them. They had heard from the passengers that the soldiers were Oraman's accomplices.

"Oraman, where did you learn that evil trick?!" Drake glared at Oraman.