Seeing this fictitious palm shadow, he rushed to the old man in an instant. The old man shouted angrily, and the black awn was like a knife, which completely scattered the fictitious palm shadow. But at the same time, the terrible and full-bodied breath came out, forcing the old man back three steps.

"How can we push back the strong man of the Holy Way!"

The crowd's eyes moved and searched constantly among the crowd. At last, their eyes focused on the back, where there was a figure, walking slowly in the moonlight.

The figure is an old man, dressed in a white robe, with a kind face and a...