Qin Yi felt a bit awkward; there really weren't many who dared speak to him like this.
However, he now began to suspect the identity of the shabby old man. This guy's cultivation was absurdly high, yet he was willing to guard the sixth floor of the Sin Tower. Qin Yi suspected he might actually be the master of Sin City.
Qin Yi glanced at Yin Xiyuan and the others. The most troublesome Yin Xiyuan had now lost an arm, and his combat power had plummeted. Although his subordinates had high cultivation, after a battle, it wasn't impossible to win.
"Swish!"
Qin Yi's wings on his back fluttered, fast as a stream of light, dashing towards Yin Xiyuan, the Big Halberd danced, stirring a storm as high as the sky.
He decided to take a gamble; now that Yin Xiyuan and the others' momentum was waning, it was the perfect time to kill them. Qin Yi didn't want to miss this opportunity.
