The five members led by Hei Tu quickly closed in on Su Xiao, but the battlefield was so packed with people that they could be attacked by enemies at any moment. To advance on this chaotic battlefield, there was only one way—to kill, to carve a path of blood.
Yellow sand splattered as Su Xiao's legs sank into it, surrounded by several astonished ninjas.
"Kill them..."
Shing!
A circular blade aura spread out, and before the ninja even realized what had happened, he felt a chill in his chest, and his perspective tilted as it rapidly lowered.
With a thud, the upper half of the ninja who had been cleaved through the chest hit the ground, followed by a wail of agony.
Three seconds after entering the battlefield, a chorus of cries resounded around Su Xiao as he pulled his legs free from the yellow sand.
"It's been a while since I felt this."
Dozens of counter shields appeared around Su Xiao.
Ding.
