Nalan Qiankun's display of power certainly gave this group of ninjas a shock, as two iron fists clashed together, just like two iron fists.
"Little devils, Grandpa's fists are already starving for a fight. Let your blood satisfy them." Nalan Qiankun roared wildly, like a frenzied lion.
"Kill them!"
Mitsui Jun's face turned dark, and he immediately shouted!
"Kill!"
A group of ninjas shouted angrily, their gleaming samurai swords slicing through the air, reflecting sunlight, emitting a blinding cold light that made it hard to look directly.
"Bai, leave that little devil leader to you. I'll handle these small fries!" Nalan Qiankun shouted, stomping the ground with his feet, punching toward the ninja in front of him!
With a "whoosh," the sound of the fist wind echoed like a beast's roar!
In an instant, Nalan Qiankun's fist collided with the ninja's samurai sword, and with a "clang," the sword bent into a bow shape under the force of his punch.
