“My Sword Dao Gate will remember this!” Xu Qi growled before turning around to leave.

“Did I tell you to leave?” Huang Xiaolong sighed.

Xu Qi and the others turned around, flabbergasted.

“Haha, what do you think you’re doing? Do you really think you’re capable enough to capture all of us? Are you planning to kill us all?” 

He refused to believe that Huang Xiaolong would be crazy enough to touch the disciples of the Sword Dao Gate, much less the direct disciple of the patriarch!

The moment the words left his lips, Huang Xiaolong stomped once on the ground below him. The city trembled violently, and the skies seemed to crumble before their very eyes. In an instant, Xu Qi and the experts of the Sword Dao Gate exploded into a mist of blood.

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