Bab 233: Pavilion of Raindrops

A sinister killing intent filled the air.

Transparent blades made of pure spiritual power suddenly emerged from the air in front of Jian Wushuang.

These transparent blades flew out swiftly and smoothly across the void, appearing in front of the glum elder.

"What?" The glum elder could not react in time at all.

Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!

The transparent blade easily penetrated body after body. The glum elder and his people widened their eyes and then fell to the ground.

In just a moment, the experts from the Nine Emperors Sect were all killed.

"This..." The coquettish lady was stunned.

But Jian Wushuang did not care at all. Turning around, he looked at the coquettish lady and asked, "I overheard from these people that you are from the Pavilion of Raindrops?"

"Yes." The coquettish lady nodded.

"Then let me ask you, what is your relationship with Tang Wuji from the Pavilion of Raindrops?" Jian Wushuang inquired.