The moon hung high in the sky.
A cool breeze blew.
Ying Jiang, which ran through the entire Tianmu City.
Like a black dragon, it silently prostrated on the ground.
At this moment, many night fishers could be vaguely seen on both sides of the river.
Rays of multicolored light floated on the surface of the water.
A moment later.
One of the luminous drifts suddenly sank.
The fisherman, whose face was full of joy, waved his hand after pulling the fish for a moment.
A huge fish was dragged out of the water.
Before he could see what kind of fish it was.
The sound of something breaking through the air suddenly came.
The fish that jumped up were blown into countless pieces on the spot.
The flying fish heads even fell into the fishing buckets on the shore.
Under the fisherman's dumbfounded gaze.
In the night sky, three streaks of light flashed past at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.
"Seven Kills, you can't escape!"
