Qin Yu felt his limbs go weak, and his buttocks fell to the ground.
"Qin Yu!" Xiao Yu ran over anxiously.
Qin Yu's brows were tightly knitted. He tried to activate the internal qi in his body, but found that all the acupoints had been sealed, and he couldn't move at all.
"This is the ice spirit divine needle of Han Palace. It can seal the acupoints of people," the black-robed man said coldly.
"As long as you are hit by the Ice Spirit Needle, your internal qi will become weaker and weaker until you die."
Qin Yu didn't say a word. He lay on the ground and his face quickly turned red.
However, Qin Yu wasn't flustered at the moment. He tried his best to mobilize his internal qi in an attempt to break through the Ice Spirit Needle that had sealed the acupoints!
"What should we do with Qin Yu?" One of the black-robed men asked.
"Kill him. We can't let this person live," the other person said coldly.