Zhang Feng and Ma Xiaotong seemed completely unaware.
The two were still conversing about something.
The burly man's hunting knife was already raised.
First, he chose Zhang Feng as his target.
But upon seeing the faint golden light shimmering around Zhang Feng, he swallowed nervously, as if worried it might not be safe.
He pointed the blade of the hunting knife at the back of Ma Xiaotong's head.
Although this woman always seemed to emit a faint chill, she still looked quite normal.
A fierce glint appeared in his eyes.
"Poof!" A sound rang out.
The hunting knife struck Ma Xiaotong's head with full force.
The next second.
"Clang!" A crisp sound was heard.
The hunting knife in the burly man's hand instantly shattered!
And Ma Xiaotong's head was unscathed, even her hair seemed untouched.
The man's pupils widened, his mouth opened wide enough to fit a fist.
This was a hunting knife made of special material, capable of cutting through iron like mud!
