The Emperor Descending the Heavens

Seeing the crisis was approaching, Qin Yu's right hand had firmly held the handle of the waist, and waited for the opportunity to attack.

But at this time, Qin Yuwei, a Tsing Yi woman standing next to her, suddenly sank, raising her hand to be a slender silk, sweeping out.

Choo Choo Choo……

More than a dozen large-scale bald eagles roared. Between the wings, thousands of black feathers swept through the air and collided with the silk in the hands of the woman in Tsing Yi, making a violent collision sound.

The first wave of attacks by more than a dozen large buzzards was resisted by her in no surprise, but when her eyes fell on the group of big Luo Jinxian who was only watching the lively and even gloating, the eyes were fierce again. The ground sank.

"Why, do you still want to see how busy it is?" She frowned, her face frowning.

As soon as she said it, the young man named Luo Cheng glanced over them, and immediately pretended to be in a deep voice, exclaiming, "What are you still thinking about?"

The gold detectives and Da Luo Jinxian were so angry that his face suddenly changed, and he quickly stepped forward to assist the Tsing Yi woman.

But even so, they still despise Qin Yu and never forget.

"Get away, waste, things that aren't used by ghosts, and bald hairy monsters can't deal with it. What use do you want?"

One of the big Luo Jinxian pushed Qin Yu away and went forward to fight with the large vultures. During this period, he continued to scold him.

Seeing this, Qin Yu sank subconsciously, staring at the other's back with a narrow squint, and a haze flashed deep into his eyes.

"His grandma, it's so arrogant, boy ... if I were you, I would have cut him with a knife!"

The **** sword spirit, who was among the **** knives, was once again embarrassed for him, and expressed disdain for the approach of the big Luo Jinxian, who was just now.

Qin Yu heard his words and flashed a sneer in his eyes.

He has tolerated again and again that it doesn't want to be troublesome, but the people in front of him are really the same thing.

It seems that he can't tolerate it, otherwise they really think they are a soft persimmon that can be abused by anyone!

"Don't worry, he won't be too long, splitting him, it's just a stab. Since he is so arrogant, let me take a closer look. When can he be arrogant, today's shame, I will let him Kneel and pray for my forgiveness! "

Qin Yu answered coldly to Hot Blood Sword Spirit.

Upon hearing his tone, Hot Blood Blade nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, it's like bones, his grandma can't continue to suffer this kind of aggrieved gas!"

"Oh, look at it, these bald hairy monsters are not easy to deal with. I'd like to see how they are injured or even killed!"

Qin Yu replied with a smile.

After listening to these words, Hot Blood Sword Spirit felt very relieved. He was not a good master at all. He watched Qin Yu be blindfolded, and his heart was full of raging anger. , They really do not know the sky is thick.

The collision between the black feather and the sword caused a wave of violent spiritual power fluctuations in the air, and the bald eagle and the big Luo Jinxian fell into an unprecedented deathmatch.

At the beginning, Luo Jinxian and the Treasurer had the upper hand, but over time, this advantage was slowly being lost.

In the end, they are too selfish, and everyone is deliberately preserving their strength, so that the vultures have a chance.