Meeting a Monk

In the silence, the hidden four began to make their plans.

Because they couldn't see each other, they had previously decided on a signal for attack.

At this time, Jiang Yue hoisted his pipa and got ready to play.

However, before his finger could strike a note, another explosion sounded in the distance.

This explosion was louder than the previous, and the valley shook in reaction.

'Chance.' Jiang Yue thought and put his pipa away.

Almost simultaneously, a whip appeared in his hand, and his body moved forward.

'Raindrop sword art, four drops.'

Four water drops appeared in front of Yu Nianzhen and shuttled horizontally toward four of the masked cultivators.

Although they were distracted by the explosion, the six hooded men still reacted to the threat.

They tried to retreat, but their bodies didn't move fast enough.

Without resistance, four water drops penetrated between the eyebrows of four people.