In the black dense forest, flames shot skyward, five-colored divine lights flickered chaotically, and crackling sounds of battle erupted nonstop.
After Qin Feng and his three companions arrived, they saw Du Minjun from the Shushan Sect, along with disciples from other sects, being surrounded by a group of people dressed in black.
Both sides were engaged in intense fighting, and occasionally a disciple would be swept up by the giant spiders hanging overhead.
"Damn, what's going on?"
Xi Kun exclaimed in confusion.
"They're Japanese!"
Qin Feng immediately spotted their identity. He'd been dealing with Japanese ninjas for quite some time now—no one understood them better than he did!
"Shit, even Little Devils dare to mess with us Maoshan Sect disciples. I'll slaughter them!"
Maoo Baiqing cursed loudly as he waved his hand, sending out five or six Talismans, which instantly stuck onto the ninjas attacking Maoshan disciples.
"Explode!"
