"Ying Xu!"
"Brother Ying, are you okay?"
The others quickly helped Ying Xu to his feet.
Ying Xu took a vial of medicine from his Subspace Watch and quickly downed it.
The wound on his waist healed at a visible rate as he said with a grim expression,
"Split up and run! Get as many away as you can! The rebels sent a full five Tier Four Life forms this time!"
However, just then.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
Five distinct-looking Ninjas flashed out from the village, surrounding Wang Xiao and the others.
One of them, an effeminate man in a kimono, licked the kunai in his hand and chuckled as he spoke in broken Chinese,
"Run? Where do you think you're going, you Shina pigs?"
Seeing these five figures, the faces of the group instantly darkened.
A sense of despair welled up from the depths of their hearts.
Even though they were among the elite of Tier Three Life forms, they were no match for a Tier Four Life form.
