River of Bone Cultivation

"So what if I'm here? It's just nice to settle the matter of you disturbing my cultivation in the Moon Listening Pavilion in one go."

Qin Yu's expression was indifferent.

He stepped forward and arrived in front of Xuan Ren.

With a punch, Xuan Ren's chest caved in. No one knew how many bones he had broken.

"He actually didn't die! As expected of an old b*stard."

Qin Yu sighed with emotion and said.

"Come over here! There are human cultivators here!" Xuan Ren shouted in fear.

Previously, when he was at the Moon Listening Pavilion, he thought Qin Yu was just an ordinary second-grade True Saint cultivator. He did not expect this punch to have nearly taken his life.

Dozens of powerful divine senses instantly locked onto Qin Yu. Before Qin Yu could react, a black figure slid past him like lightning, leaving five clear bloody marks on his body.

A human-bodied vulture stood a thousand meters away, staring coldly at Qin Yu.