"Qin Dao, what are you trying to do? The proud talents of various sects have gathered here, we will not tolerate your recklessness."
Amidst the stern scolding, the figure retreated even faster.
"Brother Qin, we're in the same team, we should stay united."
The handsome young man, draped in a silver robe, stepped forward, blocking the youth's path.
All he received in response was a palm that seemed carved from jade.
In an instant, it shattered layers of radiance, pressing against the chest of the man in the silver robe.
Wow!
A mouthful of blood was spat out, the figure bent over and fell to the ground, continually emitting pained grunts.
"Call me Taoist Child, 'Brother Qin' is not a title you may use."
"Next time, don't block the way."
Liang Hui advanced, and the crowd sensibly cleared a path for him.
Thud! Thud!
Each step he took made the man in the Golden Armor grow even more panic-stricken.
"Qin Dao, kill!"
Amidst the roar of Jiedi Sili.
