At the same time, Wangcai and the other nine horned wolves, like well-trained warriors, launched an attack from all directions simultaneously.

Their target was not the saber-toothed tiger's vital organs, but its limbs and flanks, attempting to restrict its movement and exhaust its strength through constant harassment and biting.

"Awoo!"

A wolf seized the opportunity and bit the saber-toothed tiger's hind leg.

However, the saber-toothed tiger's fur was so thick that the horned wolf's sharp teeth only managed to scratch the surface of its skin, failing to cause significant damage.

The saber-toothed tiger roared in pain and swung its hind leg violently. The horned wolf howled and was flung away like a broken sack, rolling several times on the snow before coming to a stop. It struggled for a moment and suffered serious internal injuries.

"Keep your distance! Don't fight!"

Lin Feng shouted a warning, and at the same time fired another arrow.

He knew that facing such an apex predator that had an absolute advantage in strength and size, a head-on confrontation would be the most unwise choice.

The saber-toothed tiger was clearly enraged. It abandoned its pursuit of the other horned wolves and instead fixed its bloodshot, bell-like eyes on Lin Feng.

In its view, this tiny human was the leader of this annoying bunch.

"roar!"

The saber-toothed tiger let out a deafening roar, pawed at the snow on the ground with its front paws, and then charged straight at Lin Feng like a tank!

Instead of retreating, Lin Feng advanced. He quickly put away his composite bow, and as the saber-toothed tiger approached, he lowered his center of gravity, gripped the ironwood spear tightly in his right hand, and his eyes were as calm as a ten-thousand-year-old glacier.

Just as the saber-toothed tiger was about to pounce on him, Lin Feng made his move!

His body slid to the left at an incredible angle, narrowly avoiding the saber-toothed tiger's deadly frontal pounce.

The saber-toothed tiger's massive body swept past him with tremendous force, the gust of wind it generated almost making him lose his footing.

At the same time, Lin Feng's spear moved!

Instead of aiming for the saber-toothed tiger's hard skull or thick back, he suddenly exerted force in his waist and abdomen, his arm muscles bulged, and the spear, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, pierced the saber-toothed tiger's relatively soft abdomen at an extremely tricky angle, carrying immense force!

"Pfft!"

A dull thud of a sharp object piercing flesh rang out! This was followed by the sound of muscle fibers being forcibly torn apart!

Lin Feng clearly felt the sharp spear tip pierce through the tough fur, penetrate the thick layer of fat, and sink deep into the warm muscle!

He could even feel the vibrations from the spear shaft, caused by the violent spasms of the saber-toothed tiger's muscles!

"Aww!"

The saber-toothed tiger let out a bloodcurdling howl! It abruptly halted its charge, its massive body trembling violently from the excruciating pain. Blood gushed from the wound on its abdomen like a fountain, staining the pristine snow a glaring crimson.

Having landed a successful blow, Lin Feng didn't linger. He roared and exerted force with both arms, trying to pull the spear out, but the spearhead was stuck by the saber-toothed tiger's contracting muscles.

In that stalemate, he made a decisive move, quickly drawing a short, sharp bone arrow from his quiver with his left hand and aiming it at the saber-toothed tiger's left eye, which was exposed due to the intense pain and was very close to it!

"Go to hell!"

Lin Feng used all his strength to throw the bone arrow in his hand!

"puff!"

The bone arrow pierced the saber-toothed tiger's left eye with unparalleled precision! The sharp arrowhead even pierced through the eyeball and embedded itself deeply in the eye socket!

"Roar!"

The saber-toothed tiger let out another earth-shattering scream. Its left eye instantly became a bloody mess, dark red blood gushing out mixed with shattered tissue. The intense pain and the terror of losing an eye drove this snowfield overlord completely mad!

Ignoring the severe injuries to its abdomen and eyes, it suddenly turned around, locked its remaining right eye on Lin Feng, and then pounced on him again like a madman!

This time, it was faster and more aggressive, completely displaying a posture of mutual destruction!

Lin Feng gripped the spear that was deeply embedded in the saber-toothed tiger's belly, and was pulled backward by the enormous force.

"Good timing!"

Instead of being surprised, he laughed, his fighting spirit burning at its peak.

He braced his legs firmly against the snow to steady himself, and exerted force from his waist and abdomen again, trying to completely control the spear in preparation for the saber-toothed tiger's dying counterattack.

The saber-toothed tiger pounced wildly, its huge claws slamming down towards Lin Feng's head!

At this critical moment, Wangcai and the other horned wolves also launched their attack!

Like fearless warriors, they ignored the saber-toothed tiger's frantic attacks and bit down hard on its limbs, neck, and tail from all directions, using their own bodies to buy Lin Feng a precious moment.

Two horned wolves bravely lunged at the saber-toothed tiger's giant claws that were slapping at Lin Feng, using their own flesh and blood to block it!

"Awoo!" "Awoo!"

Several mournful wolf howls rang out as two horned wolves, who had risked their lives to block the tiger's attack, were struck by the saber-toothed tiger's massive claws. The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible, blood splattered, and their bodies flew out like kites with broken strings.

But they held on tightly to the saber-toothed tiger's fur, refusing to let go!

It's that one instant!

Lin Feng suddenly ducked, avoiding the saber-toothed tiger's fatal claw, which was slightly deflected by the horned wolf. At the same time, he felt the resistance of the spear on his abdomen loosen, clearly indicating that the saber-toothed tiger's frantic struggle had caused the wound to widen further.

He seized the opportunity, letting out a beastly roar, his arms bulging with veins, and with all his might, he thrust the spear deeper and then forcefully lifted it upwards!

"Sizzle!"

The spear tip churned wildly inside the saber-toothed tiger's abdomen, tearing open its internal organs as if it were being gutted!

"Ho... Aww...!"

The saber-toothed tiger let out a short, desperate cry, and its momentum came to an abrupt halt.

In its only remaining right eye, the fierce and violent light quickly faded, replaced by an incredulous emptiness and a sense of life rapidly slipping away.

It opened its blood-red maw, trying to let out a final roar, but only a few incomprehensible, leaky hoarse sounds came from its throat.

Large amounts of blood and shattered internal organs gushed out from its abdomen and mouth, which had been ripped open by the spear, some even hanging onto Lin Feng's body and face.

"Boom!"

Finally, this once mighty apex predator, which had dominated the snowfields, crashed heavily to the ground like a mountain collapsing and a jade pillar toppling, stirring up a cloud of snow foam.

Its limbs twitched a few times before it completely lost its life.

An iron spear was still deeply embedded in its abdomen, most of the shaft stained a glaring red.

Blood stained a large area of ​​snow beneath it, a shocking sight under the sunlight.

The battle is over.

Lin Feng stood still, his chest heaving violently, a fine layer of sweat mixed with the blood of the saber-toothed tiger seeping from his forehead.

The spear in his hand was so powerful that a tiny crack appeared at the connection between the shaft and the spearhead, and his hand was also numb from the impact.

This battle, though brief, was extremely dangerous.

Lin Feng let out a long sigh of relief, a surge of exhilarating pleasure welling up inside him.

This is the life he wants! Full of challenges, full of passion, full of... the thrill of conquest!

He stepped forward and kicked the saber-toothed tiger's massive head to confirm it was dead. Then, he forcefully pulled the spear from the tiger's abdomen; the spearhead was still stained with the tiger's warm blood and bits of flesh.

Just as he was about to call the wolf pack to begin processing the huge trophy and checking the wounded wolf's injuries.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of several terrified figures peeking out from behind a snow-covered hill not far away.

Yang Li and her four "partners" watched in stunned silence as this thrilling hunt, filled with primal bloodshed and violent aesthetics, unfolded.

They originally came to assassinate Lin Feng with the determination to die and a heart full of hatred.

In their imagination, Lin Feng was hiding in a warm wooden house, enjoying a life of comfort that they could never attain, completely unaware of the dangers outside.

They planned to use their numerical advantage to catch him off guard, swarm him, and use their rudimentary weapons to hack and shred the arrogant man to pieces.

However, reality gave them a resounding slap in the face.

They witnessed the entire process of Lin Feng leading his wolf pack in a battle against a saber-toothed tiger that resembled a prehistoric behemoth.

Like a demon descending to earth, the saber-toothed tiger's deafening roar alone was enough to terrify these women, who were already suffering from nervous breakdowns due to hunger and fear, leaving them weak in the knees.

Lin Feng, the man they saw as "cold-blooded" and "unwilling to help those in distress," was now like a legendary hero, wielding a spear and fighting a desperate battle against the terrifying beast.

His movements were swift and deadly, and his eyes were calm and sharp.

Each of his attacks carried the force of a thunderbolt. And those horned wolves, fearless and perfectly coordinated, displayed astonishing fighting power.

The blinding gleam of steel, the shrill screams of the saber-toothed tiger, the gruesome scene of blood splattering everywhere, and the awe-inspiring sight of the once invincible snowfield overlord crashing to the ground...

All of this was like the most terrifying nightmare, violently impacting their already fragile nerves.

They then realized, as if waking from a dream, just how enormous the gap was between them and Lin Feng.

That's something that quantity can't compensate for; it's like the difference between an ant and a dragon!

Their ridiculous "weapons," crafted from animal bones and stones, looked like children's toys in the face of Lin Feng's steel spear, which gleamed with a cold light!

Their so-called "revenge plan" seemed so naive and overconfident after witnessing Lin Feng's godlike hunt!

When Lin Feng's cold, probing gaze swept over them, Yang Li and her four companions felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, as if the blood in their bodies had been frozen.

But at this moment, for some reason, Yang Li suddenly had the courage to shout: "Lin Feng, we're here to challenge you!"

Lin Feng's gaze was like two cold sword beams, instantly locking onto the furtive figures behind the snow hill.

When he realized that it was Yang Li and her four "partners," a bloodthirsty sneer crept onto his lips.

He had just gone through a life-or-death battle, his adrenaline was still surging, and every cell in his body was filled with the desire to fight. These women, who didn't know what was good for them, dared to jump out and seek death at this time.

"Challenge me? Very well, I accept your challenge!"

Lin Feng's voice seemed to come from the deepest abyss, each word carrying a chilling coldness, yet also revealing an indescribable excitement.

He ignored the saber-toothed tiger's corpse and paid no attention to the wounded horned wolf. The iron spear in his hand was still dripping with blood, like the weapon of a messenger from hell, pointing directly at Yang Li and the others.

Without the slightest hesitation, he kicked off with both legs and shot towards the snow hill like an arrow released from a bow, carrying a wild killing intent.

The smell of blood and sweat emanating from him, along with a powerful aura emanating from his very bones, reached its peak at this moment, pressing down on Yang Li and the others like a tangible pressure.

Yang Li and her companions were already terrified after witnessing the horrific scene of Lin Feng hunting the saber-toothed tiger, and now they were completely frightened by Lin Feng's sudden charge.

Their minds went blank; all their revenge plans, all their pre-set courage and determination, crumbled in the face of Lin Feng's demonic onslaught.

"ah!"

A terrified scream shattered the silence of the snowy field. One of the women, overwhelmed by fear and incontinence, collapsed onto the snow, her legs giving way.

The bone dagger in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter, making a crisp sound that was unusually jarring in the extremely quiet snow.

Lin Feng's speed was so fast that he reached the edge of the snow hill in just a few breaths.

When he saw the woman who was limp on the ground, terrified and unable to urinate, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

He showed no mercy, not even slowing down, as the iron spear in his hand drew a chilling arc and stabbed mercilessly toward the woman's chest!

"Pfft!"

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh rang out again, this time with such ease and speed.

The woman didn't even have time to scream before her eyes widened, her pupils dilated instantly, and her body, like a rag doll, was thrown backward by the enormous impact, crashing heavily onto the snow. Her blood, like blooming datura flowers, quickly stained the white snow.

This happened so fast it was unbelievable, and so cruel it was beyond imagination.

Yang Li and the other three women watched helplessly as their companion was instantly killed by Lin Feng. Their minds went blank, and their bodies froze like stones.

Their blood seemed to freeze completely at that moment, their limbs turned ice-cold, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably. It wasn't cold, but a fear that penetrated to the bone.

"She...she's dead..."

A woman let out a soft, tearful whisper, her voice trembling so badly it was almost incoherent.

The iron spear in Lin Feng's hand was still dripping with blood. He glanced coldly at the gradually cooling corpse, then turned his gaze back to Yang Li and the others.

His eyes remained unwavering, as if he had just killed a wild beast that bothered him, rather than a living person.

"Didn't you want to challenge me?" Lin Feng's voice was frighteningly calm.

He walked towards them step by step, slowly but firmly, each step feeling like it was treading on their hearts, making it extremely difficult for them to breathe.

The three women finally couldn't bear the immense psychological pressure. Almost reflexively, they threw away their ridiculous "weapons" and knelt down in the snow.

They raised their hands high above their heads, their bodies trembling like leaves, their heads buried deep in their chests.

"No...no! Please...don't kill us! We were wrong! We shouldn't have come!" a woman cried out, her voice filled with despair and pleading, her face streaked with tears and snot.

Although Yang Li did not kneel down, her body was swaying precariously, her face was as pale as paper, and her lips were trembling, making it impossible for her to speak.

She stared intently at Lin Feng, her eyes filled with fear, regret, and a lingering sense of resentment.

She couldn't believe that the man who had just been like a god of war could now so easily slaughter one of her comrades. Their proud "revenge" was nothing but a childish and laughable farce in his eyes.

Lin Feng walked up to Yang Li and stopped.

He didn't act immediately, but instead looked down at her with eyes as sharp as knives.