The Hanging Fisher
編輯: Henyee Translations
Han Fei came, standing on the deck of the fifth floor, walking towards Ruan You step by step.
And the peak-level Dangling Fishers on the fifth floor did not expect the raindrops to change into knives. Besides, this kind of knife was extremely sharp and even tore their protective cover in the blink of an eye.
When the rain fell on their bodies, many people knew that they were doomed.
They had all seen how miserably the black-robed man died. No one wanted to die like that, vomiting and having diarrhea, with his internal organs almost dissolved.
So these peak-level Dangling Fishers all released spiritual energy, trying to shake the raindrops away.
However, what made them desperate was that these were not raindrops at all but knives!
Han Fei walked in the heavy rain, and no drop of water fell on him.