Chapter 81

The Great Chief was enraged to the point of madness, his eyes bloodshot with anger. He took a step forward to protect Ye Liuhuo, threw away the broken half of his sword, and clenched his fists, ready to rush forward and tear the fat man apart.

Black Whisker Mountain was his territory, and his word was law, a command that meant life or death. No one had ever dared to ignore his orders.

But this fat man not only ignored his command to "stop," but also dared to severely injure the person he valued most with several slashes. The Great Chief's desire for revenge burned like a raging fire in his heart.

The Great Chief knew how deep the bond was between the fat man and his sister, Red Demon. In the tribal culture, the spirit of a warrior was highly esteemed, and in the wilderness, the most valued quality was the loyalty of a bodyguard.

Such a loyal subordinate was something almost any chief would desperately desire. If everyone on Black Whisker Mountain could be as loyal as this fat man, their stronghold would become invincible.

However, the fat man's loyalty was a bit too fanatical.

For the sake of his own ambitions, he could even abandon his sister, let alone a loyal subordinate.

The Great Chief's fists clenched, and a burst of air exploded from them. His arms were covered in bulging veins, and his eyes were bloodshot as he took a step toward Zhou Lu.

"Drop your sword."

The Great Chief snarled the order, not believing that anyone in Black Whisker Mountain would dare to defy him.

Zhou Lu was almost on the verge of exploding with anger. He had almost killed Ye Liuhuo with one more slash, but now he had failed. Seeing Ye Liuhuo gasping for breath behind him and the Great Chief approaching with a murderous look, Zhou Lu pouted, as if he was about to cry.

"You're bullying me! You're all ganging up on me! I won't play with you anymore."

The Great Chief, eyes filled with killing intent, took a step forward, his massive fist raised in front of his chest, and barked the order:

"Drop your sword!"

The fat man's facial muscles twitched nervously. Zhou Lu reached out, and a massive crossbow suddenly appeared in his hand. The crossbow looked like a gnarled metal root, its thick and imposing appearance making one's hair stand on end.

"I won't drop it."

Zhou Lu shouted defiantly. With a "snap," a sharp arrow shot out from the crossbow at an unimaginable speed.

The arrow left only a faint shadow in the air as it reached the Great Chief.

"What?"

The Great Chief shivered involuntarily, his eyes wide open. He couldn't believe that someone in Black Whisker Mountain would dare to attack him.

The arrow was so fast, it was like a harbinger of death. In a moment of crisis, the Great Chief instinctively turned his head. With a "snap," the arrow pierced his left shoulder, shattering his shoulder blade, and he was thrown backward.

A siege crossbow, with such force, was not something a human body could withstand. The Great Chief was severely injured by a single arrow.

The people in the cave gasped in unison, and Feng Mei, who was crouching at the cave entrance, jumped up in fright.

Her whole body was trembling.

"Even after defeating the Third Chief, he still dares to attack the Great Chief. Is there anything this fat man won't do?"

Ye Liuhuo, who was behind, was so scared that his heart almost leaped out of his chest. Only now did he realize that compared to this fat man, his own madness was nothing.

...

Hearing the cries inside, the Great Chief's personal guards outside the cave rushed in to save their master.

The guards led by Brother Knife were also in a panic, like ants on a hot pan. With a shout, they rushed into the inner cave in a chaotic manner.

However, after Zhou Lu shot the arrow in a fit of rage, it wasn't over yet.

"Attack!"

Zhou Lu shouted. At the entrance of the inner cave, two of the three guards who had followed Zhou Lu turned around. One swung a cold, sharp blade, which emitted a bone-chilling coldness, and the pale blue coldness spread like a spider web, instantly freezing a large area of the mountain rock, causing it to crack.

The other guard's blade seemed to have flames burning inside. With one slash, a large ball of fire shot out several feet.

One cold, one hot, the two guards fought desperately at the cave entrance, making the area several feet away alternately as cold as the North Pole and as hot as a volcanic crater.

Those two madmen blocked the entrance, causing dozens of guards, who were in a frenzy, to be unable to enter.

The Great Chief was stunned. Seeing the fat man pouting and quickly loading another arrow into the massive crossbow, he was almost driven mad.

Such a massive crossbow, probably weighing several dozen pounds, was used for sieges without any pressure. The fat man actually used it to shoot people in the face. Could anyone be more bullying?

The Great Chief yanked out his broken left arm, ignoring the excruciating pain, and leaped to his feet, preparing to flee.

"Thud, thud, thud..."

The third guard who had followed Zhou Lu raised a repeating crossbow and instantly shot seven arrows at the Great Chief's back.

Immediately, he raised his hand again, "thud, thud, thud," and another seven arrows shot out.

The Great Chief was terrified. He ripped off his clothes with his right arm and swung them like a whirlwind to block the arrows behind him. In his rage, he wanted to curse: "Damn it, what kind of thing is that? It doesn't even need to be reloaded, and it can shoot arrows endlessly."

He couldn't fathom the power of the elite weapon in the hands of the Second Elder of the Heavenly Demon Clan. The repeating crossbow could be preloaded with ten rounds of arrows, a total of seventy, and in a moment of crisis, it could unleash the momentum of a thousand soldiers.

Such a powerful weapon ultimately forced the Great Chief into a corner.

The Great Chief suddenly turned around and saw the fat man still pouting. He released the trigger, and a sharp arrow shot out from the massive crossbow, tearing through the air like a bolt of lightning.

The arrow pierced the Great Chief's right leg, creating a bloody hole through bone and flesh.

The Great Chief could no longer stand and fell to the ground.

Zhou Lu was overjoyed. He jumped over with the massive crossbow, like a shrew, and began to smash the fallen Great Chief wildly. The dull thuds of the crossbow hitting flesh made everyone's hearts race, and the sight of the crossbow smashing made everyone break out in cold sweat.

In no time, the once mighty and ambitious Great Chief was beaten to a bloody pulp, almost unrecognizable, and his vital energy was almost shattered. His powerful barbarian energy could no longer be activated.

Everyone who saw this scene was dumbfounded, drawing in cold breaths. Ye Liuhuo, in a panic, slowly moved backward: "He's a madman, an incomprehensible madman!" Zhou Lu's madness almost scared Ye Liuhuo to wet his pants.