Decisive Slaughter

Lin Feng's heart tightened, knowing he had encountered a truly troublesome character.

Fortunately, before heading to Black Wind Stronghold, he had learned the identities and descriptions of the important figures within the stronghold from the bandits.

The green-robed man before him was named Green Snake, and he had always been at odds with Hu Biao. It wasn't strange for him to come looking for trouble now.

However, Lin Feng put on a furious facade.

"Green Snake, what the hell do you mean? Suspecting me? I did take some internal injuries, but what business is it of yours! A good dog doesn't block the path, get lost!"

The green-robed man, known as Green Snake, narrowed his eyes, becoming even sharper, like a viper's tongue, licking at every inch of Lin Feng's disguise.

Their gazes collided in the air, tension escalating, and killing intent permeated the atmosphere.

The surrounding bandits were as silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to even take a deep breath.

As the conflict was about to escalate, the guard captain who had previously questioned Lin Feng's story, with a glint in his eye, quickly stepped forward, blocking the space between the two. He smiled obsequiously at Green Snake.

"Lord Green Snake, Chief Hu just returned from a great achievement, so it's normal for him to be a bit fiery.

We're all brothers here, why ruin the harmony? Third Master is waiting for Chief Hu to report, and delaying important matters is something none of us can afford."

Green Snake let out a cold snort, glared fiercely at Lin Feng, and ultimately did not press further, stepping aside to let him pass. However, his cold, sinister eyes never left Lin Feng.

As he brushed past Lin Feng, Green Snake spoke in a venomous tone, audible only to the two of them.

"Hu Biao, no matter what tricks you're playing... the stronghold competition later will have no mercy in its blows. You'd better pray you don't run into me.

Otherwise, this time next year will be your death anniversary!"

Almost the moment his voice fell, a cold notification from the Slaughter System popped up in Lin Feng's mind:

[Slay the green-robed man to gain 500 Slaughter Points!]

Lin Feng's steps faltered almost imperceptibly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Five hundred Slaughter Points!

His killing intent surged, but his expression remained unchanged. He merely responded with a dismissive snort and led his men directly into the stronghold.

In the side hall of the Black Wind Stronghold's Assembly Hall.

Third Master "Mountain-Splitting Palm" Zhao Kun sat on his tiger-skin chair. After listening to Lin Feng's report about killing a Qianhu from the Northern Garrison Command, he nodded slightly, his rugged face revealing no emotion.

Green Snake, standing beside him, immediately interjected sarcastically: "Third Master, Chief Hu's contribution this time is indeed significant.

However... as far as I know, that Qianhu from the Northern Garrison Command was exceptionally powerful.

For Chief Hu to snatch food from the tiger's mouth and retreat unharmed is truly... eye-opening."

He deliberately emphasized the words "eye-opening," the mockery evident in his tone.

Zhao Kun's gaze turned to Lin Feng, with a hint of scrutiny: "Oh? Green Snake's words have some merit.

Hu Biao, tell me in detail, how did you succeed?"

Seeing this, Green Snake became even more smug and continued to fan the flames: "Perhaps some people just got lucky and forgot their own place.

Third Master, I believe this merit needs to be verified. It's possible someone killed a few ordinary soldiers and is trying to claim credit!

Our Black Wind Stronghold does not harbor useless people, nor does it harbor liars!

Useless! Liars!

These two words were like sparks, instantly igniting Lin Feng's suppressed killing intent.

He was disguised as Hu Biao precisely to infiltrate and kill. Being provoked repeatedly by Green Snake, and with the system's mission urging him on, to endure any longer would only arouse suspicion.

"Green Snake! You're courting death!"

Lin Feng roared, his voice shaking the roof tiles.

A palpable aura of killing intent erupted from him, as if it had substance. The Nine-Ringed Ghost-Head Saber at his waist clanged as it was drawn out half a foot, a cold light flashing, and a fierce killing intent surged like a tide, locking onto Green Snake. It looked like blood would be spilled within moments!

"Insolence!"

Third Master Zhao Kun slammed his hand on the armrest of his chair. His powerful internal energy surged, and a formidable force instantly formed a barrier between Lin Feng and Green Snake, causing Lin Feng's movement to falter.

"In front of the Assembly Hall, how dare you fight privately! Both of you, stop!"

However, Lin Feng's killing intent was already ignited, how could he be stopped?

The temptation of the 500 Slaughter Points from the system and Green Snake's repeated provocations made his action inevitable!

"Third Master! This scoundrel has repeatedly insulted me. If I don't kill him today, I, Hu Biao, am unworthy to be called a man!"

Lin Feng roared. Using the momentary pause caused by Zhao Kun's obstructing force, his body didn't retreat. Instead, he lunged forward like a phantom!

The perfectedThousand Faces Illusionary Art not only provided disguise but also precise control over muscles and Blood Essence, allowing him to unleash a burst of speed far exceeding Hu Biao's usual capabilities!

Green Snake had never expected "Hu Biao" to dare to attack after being restrained by the Third Master, let alone to be so fast!

The mockery on his face had just turned to shock when a cold blade light, like a fleeting glimpse of a swan, swept across his neck.

Fast! Ruthless! Accurate!

The blade light flashed and vanished.

Green Snake froze in place, his eyes wide open, staring in disbelief at the "Hu Biao" before him, radiating murderous intent.

He wanted to say something, but only a wheezing sound came from his throat.

A thin line of blood slowly appeared on his neck, and then, blood spurted out like a fountain!

"Plop!"

Green Snake's corpse fell straight to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

In the side hall, there was dead silence.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden bloody scene.

Third Master Zhao Kun stood up abruptly, his hair and beard bristling. His imposing aura pressed down on Lin Feng like a mountain, his face a mixture of shock and anger.

"Hu Biao! You... you dare to defy my orders?! To kill someone right in front of me?!"

Lin Feng stood with his saber, blood dripping from the tip, meeting Zhao Kun's furious gaze expressionlessly.

[Killed the green-robed man, gained 500 Slaughter Points!]

The system's prompt was cold and timely.

The air grew heavy, and killing intent surged again. All eyes focused on the enraged Third Master and the terrifyingly calm Lin Feng.

Lin Feng raised the blood-stained ghost-head saber in his hand slightly. The blade reflected a cold, eerie light in the dimness, just three Zhang away from the furious Third Master.

The air was dead silent, only the sound of blood gurgling from Green Snake's neck was clearly audible.

Third Master Zhao Kun's chest heaved violently, clearly furious. As the Third Master of Black Wind Village, his authority was deeply respected. When had anyone ever dared to defy him so openly?

Moreover, it was Green Snake, who was not weak and had quite a background, who had died!

"Hu Biao!" Zhao Kun's voice was like ice, each word distinct. "You, are very good! To kill a brother from the same village in front of me, are you trying to rebel?!"

Facing Zhao Kun's mountain-like pressure and questioning, Lin Feng stood with his saber, his face not showing fear. Instead, he pulled out a sinister grin mixed with anger and wildness, perfectly imitating Hu Biao's reckless personality.

"Third Master! You saw it too! It was that bastard Green Snake who repeatedly insulted me first!

He called me trash, a liar!

I, Hu Biao, risked my life to accomplish great deeds for the zhai, and upon my return, instead of a reward, I'm subjected to such humiliation?

If I can endure this, how can Hu Biao stand in Black Wind Stronghold in the future? How can I lead my brothers?"

His voice was passionate, carrying a ferocity born from immense grievance, his saber tip pointing directly at Green Snake's corpse on the ground.

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