Among the over a thousand ninjas from Japan who had been summoned by Jing Shang Yun Chuan, their eyes immediately filled with a murderous intensity.
These Japanese ninjas had at least the cultivation of a Martial Arts Grandmaster from Huaxia.
Lin Mo stood with his hands behind his back, thousands of meters in the air, looking down at them as if they were mere ants, his expression indifferent, "Well then, today I shall slaughter all your so-called strong warriors from Japan!"
Over a thousand figures shot into the sky, their movements like shadows and wind.
In the next second, their figures suddenly vanished into thin air.
Witnessing this scene, many young and strong Japanese couldn't help but exclaim,
"Indeed, members from the Ninja Family are Japan's best at vanishing without a trace, disappearing in just a breath!"
"This Huaxia kid is so arrogant, even a Junior Martial Emperor from Huaxia, facing such a formation, would be instantly killed, right?"
When everyone refocused, they saw over a thousand ninjas, like a dark swarm of ants, only fifty or sixty meters from Lin Mo.
And when the thousand ninjas leaped to that spot, each of their hands held several darts.
Shwoosh, shwoosh, shwoosh!
In an instant, over ten thousand darts were simultaneously hurled towards the space where Lin Mo was.
Seeing this, countless eyes were wide in shock.
Such a scene, when had they ever seen it before?
Over a thousand ninjas taking on one person from Huaxia?
The Japanese, already stunned, said,
"This kid is worth dying for. To think that we Japanese would deploy such a formation against him, he must be exceptionally unique!"
"Hahaha… I bet this kid, in this situation, will surely die with thousands of darts through his heart."
However, before the remarks of those Japanese below could settle, their eyes suddenly bulged when the tens of thousands of darts, about to pierce Lin Mo's body, halted just centimeters in front of him.
"Nani!!"
The Japanese were nearly shocked to death, wondering how strong must one's defensive Gang Qi be.
Lin Mo's expression remained cold as he waved his hand. All the Japanese stared wide-eyed as the tens of thousands of darts instantly changed direction, tearing through countless spaces in an instant, like myriad Flying Swords, covering the sky and striking back.
In that moment, the thousand Japanese ninjas were completely stupefied, almost scared out of their wits.
"Run!!"
"Quickly!"
The moment they snapped out of their shock, they desperately sprinted in all directions, with the speed of lightning.
They were terrified, using the fastest speed of their lives to escape.
Sadly, it was still a step too late!
Plop, plop, plop!
Countless darts instantly pierced through their bodies, each acupoint stabbed thoroughly, resulting in an extremely tragic death.
The Japanese below, seeing this sight, were utterly shaken. They had seen Killing Gods, but never in their lives had they seen a Killing God as horrifying as Lin Mo!
Shwoosh, shwoosh, shwoosh!
The bodies of the thousand ninjas plummeted like cannonballs in all directions below.
The smell of blood in the air was unbearably pungent.
Blood sprayed across the sky, and the Japanese below were drenched in a bloody rain, unable to avoid it, their bodies uncontrollably trembling in that instant.
The young man from Huaxia above had used just one move to slaughter over a thousand ninjas.
What a shocking method!
The scene now could be described as a river of blood, and it would be no exaggeration.
"Baka!!! Baka yarou!!!"
Below, the patriarch of the Ninja Family, Jing Shang Yun Chuan, was already so angry he was nearly exploding. His heart bled for the ninjas, whom his family had spent over a hundred years and countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to raise into experts.
Could this Huaxia youth really have slaughtered them all with one move?
How could he not be furious!
Jing Shang Yun Chuan wished he could skin Lin Mo alive.
"Arrogant Huaxia brat, I will tear you into thousands of pieces!"
Lin Mo stood high above, looking down on Jing Shang Yun Chuan with utter disdain, "With your useless self? What right do you have?"
Lin Mo's voice continued to echo below, "Today, not only will I slaughter all you useless fools, but I will also cleanse your entire island country with blood!"
"Presumptuous Huaxia brat, prepare to die!"
Jing Shang Yun Chuan's eyes were cold and filled with endless intent to kill. Clearly, he was now fully engulfed in rage.
As he stepped forward, he instantly soared a thousand meters into the sky.
"Such incredible strength, Jing Shang Yun Chuan's power has actually improved again!"
"This Huaxia brat's move just now was indeed astonishing, but once Jing Shang Yun Chuan makes his move, he will surely tear him apart."
Upon refocusing, Jing Shang Yun Chuan was already face to face with Lin Mo, his eyes brimming with endless murderous intent, "You've killed so many of my Ninja Family's experts, I must avenge them today."
"You piece of trash, die like a dog!" Lin Mo's expression remained indifferent as he looked at Jing Shang Yun Chuan as if he were a tiny ant.
"Insolence!"
Jing Shang Yun Chuan coldly shouted, and in an instant, numerous darts manifested around him.
However, these darts were entirely different from the ones used by the previous thousand ninjas.
The darts he had conjured had reached the level of a Holy Artifact.
Hum, hum, hum!!
The next second, countless Holy Artifact darts shot towards the sky, forming a murderous ancient castle that enveloped Lin Mo.
"Trash is trash!"
Lin Mo did not even glance at the incoming Holy Artifact darts. He simply threw a punch from afar.
Boom!
That seemingly casual punch turned clouds into a dragon and devoured the void.
In an instant, that dragon shattered Jing Shang Yun Chuan's murderous ancient castle into dust.
The Holy Artifact darts turned to ashes!
"No... impossible, how can you be this strong?"
Jing Shang Yun Chuan was utterly shocked. He could never have imagined that his terrifying move would be so easily obliterated by Lin Mo!
Lin Mo stood with one hand behind his back, his expression cold:
"There's nothing impossible, simply because you are worthless!"
"Now, it's my turn."
Lin Mo raised his hand, his power shattering the void, and with a mere grasp, a killing spear materialized instantly.
Boom!
The killing spear shattered through the space and rushed towards Jing Shang Yun Chuan, who was terrified and dared not slacken at all. His entire body burst with True Qi, producing a domineering force trying to defend.
Pfft!
However, Lin Mo's killing spear penetrated everything in an instant, annihilating all in its path, and directly burst through Jing Shang Yun Chuan's body, his blood spraying across the sky.
Seeing Lin Mo directly killing Jing Shang Yun Chuan, the patriarch of the Ninja Family, in midair, those from the island country below showed shocked expressions.
How could this be? How could this Huaxia man be so strong!