"Hmph, all of you, die."
Qin Yang snorted coldly, sweeping his gaze around at the forty or fifty ninja figures, then with a thought, spiritual power surged from within him.
Swish swish swish!
In mid-air, dozens of icy blades instantly formed.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Once formed, the ice blades traced a frosty white trajectory in the air, shooting fiercely at the ninjas.
Pu chi! Pu chi!
The dozens of ninjas had no time to dodge; one head after another was severed by the ice blades, flying into the air.
Seeing Qin Yang barely move and the entire Shadow Squad tasked with protecting the clan instantly defeated, the faces of Asakawa Kenji, Asakawa Kaori, and the others turned deathly pale.
At this moment, the Ninja Hand Seal in the hands of the Earth-level Ninja had just completed, and a dirt-yellow rock serpent formed in front of him in mid-air.
