The faint voice, coupled with the figure emerging from the blood mist like an Asura god of slaughter.
Left all 114 Roving Hunter Warriors rooted to the spot in shock.
In the vast clearing, not a single person dared answer.
And...
Those Roving Hunter soldiers, known for their savagery, all took a step back in unison.
"I'm right here. Don't you like ambushes...?"
"Then... come over here."
Muttering softly to himself, Mu Fan took the first step forward beneath the indifferent gazes of a hundred men.
Then came the second step.
The Roving Hunter soldier at the very front instinctively took a frightened step back.
At last, under that immense psychological pressure, someone could no longer endure it.
With a distorted howl, a hunched Roving Hunter Warrior suddenly charged out.
His massive dog-leg machete tore through the air as it hacked down heavily at Mu Fan.
Clang!
A crisp sound rang out.
Everyone's eyes widened.
They saw Mu Fan pinch the opponent's dog-leg machete between two fingers.
Wait, what was going on?!
The Roving Hunter Warrior's face had turned bright red.
He had clearly tried to chop down with all his strength, yet even using every ounce of power he had, he could not move the blade another inch.
Crack!
Mu Fan's thumb and forefinger directly twisted off the portion of blade caught between them.
Then, beneath the man's stunned gaze, he gently pushed forward.
Pfft!
The palm-length fragment of blade plunged directly into his throat.
Blood gushed from the wound.
From beginning to end, Mu Fan never stopped walking.
After doing all that, he patted the man's shoulder, and the two passed by one another.
The life swiftly faded from the man's eyes, and he collapsed to his knees.
Roar!
Amid an enraged shout, two warriors suddenly rushed out