"Boom!"
At the back of Qin Yu turned into nothingness, and a drop of cold sweat dripped down from his forehead.
A wound the size of an arm appeared on his chest. The sword aura alone had caused him so much damage.
The young man stepped forward and held his sword horizontally.
He swept his sword horizontally, slashing out sparks.
That speed was almost instantaneous. Qin Yu barely managed to raise his hands, and his body was sent flying by the terrifying slash.
His hands were almost cut off. At this moment, blood was flowing out of his body. A massive force sent him flying.
The young man walked forward and stepped on Qin Yu's chest.
"Evil Exterminator, let me search for you. His cultivation technique doesn't seem like evil cultivation."
Uncle Ling said.
"There's no need. I would rather kill a thousand than miss one."
The young man said indifferently. He looked at Qin Yu as if he was looking at an ant.