Watching Ying Huang slashed and sent flying, Ling Fan's gaze turned cold as he brandished his sword and closed in once more.
From a distance, the encircling ninjas saw their clan leader defeated, and they were immediately frightened out of their wits, their faces ashen.
Clan Leader Ying Huang was the highest in cultivation among the Yinghe lineage, and now, even the clan leader was no match for the enemy. This left everyone with no hope of victory.
"It's over, our Yinghe is in danger!" a pale-faced ninja exclaimed from afar.
Huang Liangtai stood by, hands and feet ice-cold, feeling as if the sky had collapsed.
At that moment, Ying Huang's body hurtled back, crashing into a thick tree and breaking it in half.
Clan Leader Ying Huang spat out a mouthful of blood, severely wounded, lying on the ground with eyes blood-red, his heart tumultuous like stormy seas.
