Finding that the opponent had at least twenty ninjas, Chen Yang and the others frowned. The ninjas were good at hiding and were not weak in combat. In addition, there were more people than Chen Yang and the others, which was very detrimental to the Chinese side.
Dongfang Cheng and others, who were now in the fog, relied on their powerful hearing to identify their location. Even if they heard a small sound, they would scatter heat-sensing particles.
At this time, these heat-sensing particles show their effects.
The particles adsorbed on the ninja's body, and immediately lit up after sensing the heat energy, which was particularly conspicuous in the fog.
And through the position where the particles light up, the ninja's attack path can also be judged, which immediately relieved a lot of pressure on Dongfangcheng and others.
However, there are more ninjas than them, and they will appear from different directions. Therefore, although the ninja's frontal combat strength is not as good as that of the Chinese side, it still makes the Chinese side stretched.
"We must find a way to expose all these ninjas."
Chen Yang's mind was racing and he came up with a plan. He rushed towards a big tree nearby. After reaching the top of the tree, he jumped into the air and jumped towards the tree next to him.
While he was in the air, he opened the kettle in his hand, and the heat-sensing particles inside flew out and fell into the vast fog.
In this way, he kept leaping between trees, and the heat-sensing particles were scattered in the fog, and together with the fog, they also enveloped this space.
Now, anyone in the fog will be absorbed by the heat-sensing particles.
Not only the ninjas, but also the Chinese side, everyone's body was shining with red light. Although the appearance could not be seen clearly, the outline of the body was outlined, which was particularly conspicuous in the fog and looked very weird.
Without the ability to hide, the ninja's combat power was reduced by at least half, and the Chinese side immediately began to counterattack.
Although they have become little celebrities, this obviously weakens the Ninjas but has no impact on China.
The sound of fighting came from the fog. Chen Yang put away the kettle containing thermal energy sensing particles, jumped into the air, fell from the air towards the fog, and joined the battle.
Now, except for him, everyone in the audience has turned into a glowing red man, which means that others cannot see him, but he can see others.
Although ninjas have special methods to obtain vision in the fog, they are also limited to a very short sight distance and cannot achieve as good a vision as outside.
And as long as the opponent speeds up, they won't be able to see clearly.
Of course, when the enemy is trapped in the fog and almost blind, the ninja's advantage in vision becomes huge.
But now, everyone has become a celebrity, and no one has any advantage.
The only one with an advantage is Chen Yang, who has just entered the fog.
"Baga!"
A ninja felt a figure flash by next to him, and he quickly swung his sword to slash at it, but missed.
He took two steps back in panic, but bumped into the person behind him. Before he could recover, a hand reached out from behind his head and pinched his throat. With a strong force, he thought he was dead and his body went limp.
Fell to the ground.
And behind him, standing was none other than Chen Yang.
After finishing off a ninja, Chen Yang moved and his figure disappeared into the mist again.
The fog that the ninjas used to create an advantage for themselves now provided Chen Yang with a hunting environment.
As if he had turned on hunting mode, Chen Yang shuttled through the fog at extremely fast speeds. Because the enemies were all wearing ninja uniforms, Chen Yang could easily judge the enemy and friends through their body outlines. They were all fatal with one move and were quickly solved.
There were seven or eight ninjas.
"Ah, Fu Tong, come and help me."
There was a roaring sound in the fog. He must have seen Fu Tong and asked Fu Tong for help.
Chen Yang glanced in the direction of the sound, worried that they wouldn't be able to cope with it, and rushed over.
At the same time, Fu Tong had already rushed to Wang Xiao's side.
Although he couldn't see clearly, Fu Tong judged from the outline of the little red man that Wang Xiao was besieged by two ninjas and was in crisis.
"Senior Wang, let me help you."
Fu Tong shouted and waved a big knife in his hand, slashing at the two ninjas surrounding Wang Xiao.
Ten seconds later, Chen Yang appeared in this area.
The battle here ends, and there is only a humanoid red outline on the ground.
I don't know who this is, but judging from the outline, it's obviously not a ninja.
Pay the same? Wang Xiao?
Chen Yang's expression changed slightly and he quickly stepped forward to check. As he got closer, he saw the man lying on the ground with a big knife stuck in his back and blood flowing out.
Chen Yang recognized this broadsword as it belonged to Fu Tong, and he always carried it on his back.
Chen Yang quickly hugged the man's face and wanted to turn it over to see who it was, but unexpectedly, with a slight movement, the man's head actually fell off. This man was not Fu Tong!
Fu Tong's eyes widened, obviously he experienced something extremely shocking before his death.
"how so!"
Fu Tong's own knife was inserted into his own back, but his head was cut off, which made Chen Yang feel a little strange.
But after thinking for a moment, he understood.
The other party must have cut off Fu Tong's head first, killed him, and then stuck the knife in his back as a demonstration.
"I will kill all these devils today."
Chen Yang was furious, and a cold look flashed in his eyes. He wiped Fu Tong's eyelids and closed them, then put Fu Tong's head down. With a movement, his figure disappeared into the mist again.
He felt suspicious about what just happened.
Wang Xiao was in crisis, but he was still able to call for help, indicating that the situation was not very serious.
But Fu Tong went to help, and he died tragically on the spot within ten seconds, but Wang Xiao was nowhere to be seen, which was weird.
"Ah, Zhou Xuzhang, come and help me, I'm under siege."
At this moment, the roaring voice sounded again.
Chen Yang raised his eyebrows and hurriedly ran in that direction. He was a little worried that when Zhou Xuzhang rushed over, he would end up with the same fate as Fu Tong.
"Brother Wang, hold on, I'll help you."
Zhou Xuzhang shouted and rushed towards Wang Xiao.
Seeing Wang Xiao being surrounded by three ninjas, Zhou Xuzhang frowned, swung his sword and struck one of the ninjas in the back.
But the ninja seemed to have eyes on his back, and he dodged his attack by leaning slightly to the side.
Zhou Xuzhang quickly leaned next to Wang Xiao and said seriously: "Brother Wang, we are fighting side by side. You are on the left and I am on the right. Be careful of being attacked by the Japanese."
"Okay, no problem."
Wang Xiao responded.
Zhou Xuzhang nodded, and was about to swing his sword forward to attack, but at this moment, a sword was stabbed into his back. His movements suddenly stiffened, and he turned around and slashed with the sword, but the opponent easily dodged it.
Pass.
"Why?"
Looking at Wang Xiao holding his hand behind his back, Zhou Xuzhang looked shocked. He couldn't figure out why Wang Xiao, a member of the Emei Sect, would take action against him.
As a member of the Sichuan sect, Zhou Xuzhang knew that Emei was upright and would never commit treason and surrender to the enemy. How could a scum like Wang Xiao appear?
"Die you."
With a ferocious sneer on his face, Wang Xiao stabbed Zhou Xuzhang in the abdomen. Just as he was about to strike again, his expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly ran away to another place.