The Inherited Technique of the Immortal Slaying Sect
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
He Teng's eyes emitted a blood-red radiance.
This radiance was drifting in the air like a kind of internal qi.
"I've indeed wanted to fight with you..." He Teng said gloomily.
"Unfortunately, now is not the time. I don't think you will take advantage of the situation..."
He Teng shook his broken arm and opened his mouth wide.
Qin Yu sneered, "For someone like you, killing you is the only goal. Taking advantage of the situation? Even if you die, I will still step on you."
"Hahaha... Unfortunately, I will not make a move today. We will meet again if it's fated..."
After saying this, He Teng directly pierced through the void. His body then burrowed into the void and escaped.
That speed was something that Qin Yu could not pursue even if he had the desolate divine eye.
Qin Yu could not help but frown as he looked in the direction he had escaped.
He did not expect He Teng to be able to escape in the end.