The Black Wind Village has completely taken control of the Xingfeng Sect, and they've sent men specifically to capture him. Naturally, it couldn't be because of the death of Second-in-Command Wu Xiong. They'remost likely trying to question him about Chen Feng.
"I heard you're Chen Feng's confidant. How do you know him? Where is he now?" He Sandao inquired.
But Wang Hu remained silent, not a single word being spoken.
Seeing Wang Hu's attitude, several nearby bandit minions were about to assault him.
He Sandao waved his hand, saying,
"I like loyal men like you. If you tell me where Chen Feng is, I'll have you work with me."
Jiang Xiao, standing nearby, chimed in, saying, "Following Brother He offers more prospects than following Chen Feng. Think carefully. According to our investigation, Chen Feng isn't some scion of a powerful family; he's a con man."
Jiang Xiao saw that Wang Hu was a tough nut to crack, and he wouldn't reveal his secrets even if he was killed.
So, he tried the soft approach first.
Wang Hu stared at He Sandao and said, "Kill me if you want! Stop talking nonsense!"
Even facing a congenital master, he remained undaunted. Death was the worst that could happen. The only thing he cared about was his mother.
However, getting him to betray Chen Feng was practically impossible. Not only did he not know where Chen Feng was, but even if he did know, he wouldn't tell.
When Chen Feng first met him in Liuyang Town, he'd given him a hundred taels without a word and asked him to take his mother to see a doctor.
Wang Hu had always been grateful to Chen Feng; betraying a friend was something he couldn't do.
He Sandao's face suddenly turned cold.
"You think I'm easy to talk to."
He Sandao raised the Blood Demon Blade and plunged it directly into Wang Hu's thigh.
In an instant, Wang Hu's face turned pale as the Blood Demon Blade rapidly absorbed his blood.
In just a few seconds, Wang Hu felt a chill running down his spine.
"I'll give you one last chance. Tell me where Chen Feng is."
He Sandao grasped Wang Hu's head with one hand, his fingers pressing so hard that the skull caved in.
Wang Hu's eyes were now bloodshot, his eyeballs bulging.
He Sandao only needed to apply a little more force, and Wang Hu's head would have been crushed.
The surrounding bandits were horrified by He Sandao's skill and retreated a few steps. Only Jiang Xiao maintained a smile.
As a master of the innate realm, he viewed these low-level warriors as little more than ants.
Naturally, he felt no sympathy.
Seeing Wang Hu still refusing to speak, He Sandao flew into a rage and was about to crush Wang Hu's head.
But then, as if sensing something, He Sandao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his body was instantly enveloped by a layer of pale yellow aura.
Almost instantly, a loud bang echoed! He Sandao's protective aura seemed to collide with something, sparks flying, and he retreated more than ten steps before coming to a stop.
As He Sandao came to a stop, his aura dimmed considerably.
This sudden change caught the bandits off guard.
They had no idea what was happening. They only heard a loud bang, and their boss was knocked more than ten steps away.
The only one who could see the situation clearly was Jiang Xiao.
His eyes instantly fell on the top of the mine in the distance, which was about 800 meters away.
The eyesight of an innate master was far superior to that of an ordinary person. He saw at a glance that there was a person lying on the top of the mountain.
The attack just now came from that direction.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several more loud noises were heard, and He Sandao was repelled again.
He wanted to dodge, but the attack was too fast, and he could not run too far.
But He Sandao was also an extraordinary person. He immediately pulled a bandit to block him.
Seeing his boss standing behind him, the bandit was a little confused.
But the next second, a gunshot rang out, and only half of his head was left.
He Sandao immediately shouted,
"Brother Jiang, make a move! This person must be Chen Feng!"
He Sandao's face paled.
He was pinned down by Chen Feng's sniper rifle, unable to reach Chen Feng's position.
Under normal circumstances, he would have reached the 800-meter mark in a matter of moments.
But now, Chen Feng was attacking him with unknown means, leaving him no chance to breathe.
While Gang Qi could kill at range, it only reached a few meters.
Jiang Xiao, standing nearby, reacted immediately. He channeled his Gang Qi and rushed towards Chen Feng.
Jiang Xiao was like a cannonball, so fast that an afterimage was left.
Atop the hill, Chen Feng, firing his sniper rifle, saw Jiang Xiao charging towards him.
His face was grim.
He knew that Xiantian masters were difficult to deal with, but he had already fired three times with his sniper rifle and still hadn't broken through the opponent's protective Gang Qi.
The blood was too thick, but Chen Feng simply couldn't stop.
He Sandao had to be dealt with quickly before the next Xiantian could be dealt with.
Chen Feng fired continuously.
The sound of gunfire echoed throughout the mining area, and the bandits had already fled in terror.
Even their leader was dodging, so how could they dare to stay?
The bandit who had just been shot in the head was still fresh in their mind. If they stayed, they would be used as a scapegoat by their leader.
With a bang!
Another bullet hit He Sandao, sending him back more than ten steps.
Blood was already oozing from the corner of his mouth.
The Remington 700 Chen Feng was using was only a 7.62mm round, but each shot had a muzzle energy of 3,000 joules.
A single round was enough to knock down a multi-ton elephant.
Even a Xiantian master, with his protective Qi, could not withstand the constant sniper fire.
Halfway up the mine, Jiang Xiao was galloping, his face filled with excitement.
Although he didn't know what weapon Chen Feng was using, it was undoubtedly an immortal treasure.
At such a long distance, just a few attacks had nearly overwhelmed He Sandao, a mid-stage Xiantian.
Only the legendary immortal treasures could possess such power.
Furthermore, he sensed that Chen Feng wasn't a Xiantian master.
If he were, there would be no need to use an immortal treasure against them at such a distance.
With his Xiantian strength, he could easily use the treasure at close range, where its power would be even more terrifying.
The more Jiang Xiao thought about it, the more excited he became, and he unconsciously slowed down.
He wanted Chen Feng to attack He Sandao more.
Killing He Sandao would be best, but at the very least, he had to injure him severely.
That way, he could seize everything in the secret room, including the treasures on Chen Feng's person.
Then, he could slaughter the entire Black Wind Village, and no one would know he possessed the immortal treasure.
Just as Jiang Xiao was thinking this, he suddenly felt something trip him, like a string.
Immediately afterwards, a loud bang was heard, and the flames and smoke from the explosion rose from his feet, directly engulfing him.
A moment later, Jiang Xiao's figure emerged from the blast.
He looked quite disheveled. Although he was covered in a layer of Qi to protect his body, half of his clothes had been blown away.
There were still many grenade fragments on his body, some of which had already penetrated his flesh.
(End of this chapter)