The voice was still in the air.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Water spiked into the sky in columns.
More than a dozen killers appeared like ghosts amongst the water columns, all wearing black tights. Though the killers were still in the air, with a wave of hands, a burst of hidden weapons exploded towards the Inviting-moon Pavilion, like pear flowers swirling in the rainstorm.
Swish!
A sharp, piercing sound resembling that of a crossbow broke the silence of the night.
"Hahaha. How dare you, evil monsters, contemptible scoundrels! Are you courting death?"
Ding Hao clutched from the air Wen Qing Saber with his left hand, and waved it across to his chest, adopting the fighting stance of Wen Qing Saber Technique, Enamorment. Hardly had the rainstorm of hidden weapons reached within a five-me
