"Kill!"
With the command of the middle-aged man.
More than ten thousand Daoists charged forward.
Their long swords formed a sword array, instantly engulfing the three.
Even with the Eight-Foot Mirror for protection, it couldn't withstand their onslaught.
The sword qi was fierce, sweeping in all directions, slashing the sky and destroying the earth.
"Hmm?"
The middle-aged man suddenly furrowed his brows.
Thunder wrapped around his hand as he reached toward the void.
In the next moment, the God of Ninjas appeared.
But his neck was already gripped tightly by the middle-aged man, the ferocious thunder making him tremble all over.
"A ninja, huh? Interesting, but not enough."
The middle-aged man clenched his hand forcefully.
With a crunching sound, he managed to crush the God of Ninjas' neck.
Thunder crackled and transformed his body into ashes.
"No!!!"
The little audience of the film nation was completely in despair.
The God of Ninjas, the belief in their hearts!
