Heading to the Ninth Level
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"A person who only knows sneak attack. I will remember today's humiliation."
Ying Zi stood up with difficulty.
"Are you scolding yourself?" Qin Yu almost laughed out of anger.
He punched out, but Ying Zi's body actually "melted" and his body merged into the shadow on the ground.
And then he instantly fled. His speed was so fast that Qin Yu found it difficult to lock onto him with his divine sense.
The remaining Xing Mou and Wu Shan looked at each other.
"Qin Yu, don't be smug. There'll be a day when you die under my arrows."
Xing Mou said coldly and turned to leave.
"Did I let you go? I remember you were the one who brought my brother's hand to me, didn't you?"
Qin Yu instantly arrived in front of him.
"Bang!"
Qin Yu's punch straightaway blew up Xing Mou's head.
"Coward."
Wu Shan spat out a mouthful of blood and rushed toward Qin Yu.