The three ninjas also reacted swiftly, and Akiramari immediately responded, bending down to grab the black cloth in his hands and began swinging it powerfully, turning it into a circle in front of him.
The black cloth, like a large wall, blocked all the cow hair fine needles shot from the Storm Mixed Yuan Pearl.
But the swinging black cloth also obstructed their view; at the very moment he was waving the black cloth, Ling Zhenfei made his move. He threw three consecutive punches with the Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists, sending Northern Spiritual Energy through the black cloth towards the three people behind it.
Bang!
A muffled sound—Ling Zhenfei clearly felt his fist hit someone, and that person was sent flying by his powerful Spiritual Power.
From behind the black cloth came low cries—Ling Zhenfei knew someone must have been injured. If not now, then when? He had just thrown the fourth punch of the Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists, and without hesitation, he delivered the fifth punch.