Elsewhere, Xuan Zhe roared and led a group of Konoha Ninja in launching ninjutsu attacks at Xuan Lang's team. Every one of Xuan Lang's subordinates was a fighter picked out of thousands. Although Konoha's assault caught them off guard, not one of them suffered even a single serious wound.
Xuan Lang himself was exceptionally strong, and with another powerful Xuan Lang supporting him, Konoha's attacks could do little to them.
However formidable Xuan Lang was, he was still only one man. Surrounded and attacked by hundreds upon thousands of Konoha Ninja, he gradually began to struggle. His fighting strength was indeed astonishing, and he had considerable combat experience, but even the strongest individual could not withstand so many people attacking him at once, especially when the enemy outnumbered him so overwhelmingly.
Still, he was a Shinobi from Konoha, after all, and had plenty of trump cards hidden away. In that respect, at least, he would not simply turn tail and run like Xuan Lang.
Hei Lang's body shuddered violently, then exploded into a cloud of black mist. The mist spread in an instant, enveloping the entire clearing. Its reach was astonishing, covering almost dozens of miles around them.
The Shinobi on Konoha's side felt their heads grow heavy as their vision swam. They rubbed their eyes desperately, trying to see their surroundings clearly.
Just then, a figure slowly emerged from the black mist-it was Hei Lang.
Kill!
Seeing their comrades killed, the Konoha Ninja flew into a towering rage. They directed all their hatred at Hei Lang and swarmed him like madmen.
Hei Lang took a step forward. White light flashed, and his figure vanished again. This time, he disappeared with terrifying speed, as though darting through the darkness. Every time he reappeared, another Konoha Ninja fell in a pool