C653 Despicable fella

"So what if they're fast? Can you protect them?!"

Qin Yue's face turned sinister, his gaze suddenly turned towards the motionless Inner hall disciple below, and all of a sudden, the tyrannical Essence Qi formed a vortex of light in the long blade in his hand, quickly spreading out, transforming into a resplendent blade image. With a terrifying speed, it tore through the air