Massacre Them All

The Great Chieftain looked at Li Changfeng with a face full of mockery. "My name is Chou WanSha! I'm the chief of Blackwind Stronghold. You're the one who killed our Blackwind Stronghold men?"

Li Changfeng immediately understood. The three men he had killed back then were from Blackwind Stronghold. Although he had told the villagers about it after returning, these people had still tracked them down. His heart was filled with guilt, and he could not face the villagers at all.

"It was me! I'm sorry, I brought these wicked bandits here!" Li Changfeng said with a grief-stricken, ashamed expression.

The Great Chieftain's face turned cold. "So it really was you! Then all of you must die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Great Chieftain suddenly drew a throwing knife and hurled it viciously at Li Changfeng. It tore through the air with a sharp whistle, aimed straight at Li Changfeng's forehead, intending to kill him in a single strike.

Li Changfeng's face was full of sorrow, yet he paid this attack no heed at all, allowing the throwing knife to strike his forehead. With a bang, the knife hit his brow, only to be knocked away by a powerful rebounding force. It snapped into two pieces in midair and fell to the ground.

The Great Chieftain's pupils contracted, and a trace of greed suddenly appeared in his eyes. "What a powerful Toughness Cultivation Method! I want what you have! Brothers, attack together and kill him!"

"Kill!"

The bandits rode their large horses, grinning savagely as each drew a heavy saber. They launched a swift charge, surging toward Li Changfeng at high speed. Their gazes were filled with ridicule, as though he were nothing more than an ant they could drown at will, within easy reach!

This terrifying display