The bowstring immediately drew a line of blood on the middle-aged warrior's neck.
Compared with the pain, the pressure of the blade added to the body and the imminent death is even more desperate.
The strength of Liu Shengfeng's subordinates was concentrated, and he looked up at Yan Zhaoge and Zhang Yao with a smile, but that smile, no matter how you look at it, contained bloody madness.
Zhang Yao's face changed slightly: "Senior Brother Liu from Cangwu Mountain, I don't know how this senior offended you?"
The middle-aged warrior was clearly not a threat to Liu Shengfeng, yet Liu Shengfeng wanted to kill people.
After all, this is the land of Zhuanglang Pavilion, and unlike other places, Qingzhe Lake is the blessed land occupied by Zhuanglang Pavilion.
The middle-aged martial artist also had the permission of the Zhuolang Pavilion to enter. Not only was he seriously injured and dying, but he was even more likely to be tortured and killed. Naturally, Zhang Yao couldn't turn a blind eye.
Although there is a huge difference in cultivation, Zhang Yao, who was taught by Zhuolang Pavilion since she was a child, did not lose her position or lose her position.
However, Liu Shengfeng's first sentence made her stunned: "He didn't offend me, but I didn't like him, so I just had some fun for myself."
Hearing this, Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked Liu Shengfeng up and down again.
Zhang Yao came back to her senses: "Senior brother Liu, you..."
Liu Shengfeng smiled: "What? Is it strange? This junior sister from the Zhuanglang Pavilion doesn't seem to have realized that bullying others is the root of happiness."
Zhang Yao frowned: "How come..."
Liu Shengfeng smiled and said, "Since you know who I am, you must have heard some rumors about me, right? Here I need to defend myself."
"That is, the rumors are not exaggerated, on the contrary, the rumors are actually much more conservative."
Liu Shengfeng said slowly: "As for me, I actually prefer to kill people who are weaker than me, compared to defeating opponents of the same level or defeating stronger ones with the weak."
"Because it saves time, effort, and worry, and you can slowly enjoy the fun of killing each other."
"Competing with opponents of the same level, it is already very good to defeat or kill the opponent. If you want to capture it alive and then process it slowly, you may make fun of your own life, so you must go all out, and you will not experience a lot of fun."
Liu Shengfeng glanced at Zhang Yao, then lowered his head, his eyes fell on the middle-aged warrior whose neck was strangled by his bowstring: "Didn't you ask me just now, did he offend me?"
"He did make a mistake, and that mistake was that he was weaker than me."
Zhang Yao stared at Liu Shengfeng with wide eyes, Liu Shengfeng acted nonchalantly: "People in the world always think that bullying is derogatory, but in fact, who doesn't do that?"
"Just like this junior sister, if you are alone with this person, the other party will treat you with courtesy, because your background in Zhuanglang Pavilion is much better than his background."
"So even if he is a master of the early stage of Xiantian and you are only in the middle stage of Neigang, he will be a head shorter when facing you, and he will not offend you if it is not necessary."
Liu Shengfeng bared his teeth and smiled: "I was born in Cangmang Mountain, you were born in Zhuolang Pavilion, and this Junior Brother Yan Zhaoge Yan was born in Guangcheng Mountain."
"The six holy places are high above us. If there is any good thing, the priority is ours, and the best treasure is also ours. At best, the six holy places will compete with each other, but there will never be other first-rate or second-rate forces. what's up."
"For example, the Taiyin crown. Now there is a daughter of the Taiyin who has no background and no sect. She won the first place in the Taiyin test. Do you think she can take away the Taiyin crown alone?"
Liu Shengfeng said indifferently: "Isn't this bullying? Those first- and second-rate forces are dissatisfied with us, saying that our Holy Land-level forces are too domineering, and plotting to slander us behind their backs, just because they yearn to be like us, but they can't achieve it for the time being."
Liu Shengfeng let go of the bowstring in his hand. The middle-aged warrior walked through the gate of hell, and even collapsed. He was seriously injured, but now he couldn't support his spirit anymore, and passed out directly.
"If he was stronger than me, he would naturally not end up like this. Even if he is concerned about the Cangwu Mountain behind me and dare not kill or hurt me, at least he will not be captured alive by me." Liu Shengfeng stood up, stretched his feet gently Kicked the unconscious middle-aged warrior.
Liu Shengfeng said with a smile: "Because he is weaker than me, and the sect he came from is weaker than my Cangwushan, so no matter how I concoct him, he will have to suffer."
Zhang Yao wanted to say something, Yan Zhaoge raised his hand to stop her.
"Although I don't agree with some of your points of view, I can generally understand your thoughts." Yan Zhaoge looked at Liu Shengfeng: "It's no wonder Cangmang Mountain often puts you in a cage."
The smile on Liu Shengfeng's face disappeared, and he said indifferently: "Everything is good in Shimen, but it is too uncomfortable and has too many restrictions."
He raised his head slightly, a little lost in thought: "There are too many rules and regulations, too many secrets, and it is obvious that everyone yearns for a life, but they just don't admit it."
"It makes people unable to let go of their hands and feet, and it's very suffocating."
Liu Shengfeng's eyes fell on Yan Zhaoge again, and he grinned and said, "Just like Ji Hanru and Xiao Yu, the two trash before, insisted on getting in the way, but fortunately, they don't get in the way now."
Yan Zhaoge looked calm: "I have a question."
Liu Shengfeng looked directly at Yan Zhaoge, his eyes were full of dangerous light: "What's the problem?"
Yan Zhaoge asked: "When you meet someone stronger than you and wants to punish you, what do you do?"
Liu Shengfeng sneered: "Are you saying that you are such a person?"
"I heard your long whistle just now. You are not weak. No wonder you were able to defeat Ji Hanru in the early Xiantian stage in the late stage of Waigang."
"But to say you're better than me, it's still a long way off."
Liu Shengfeng threw the longbow in his hand aside, flexed his muscles, and walked towards Yan Zhaoge and Zhang Yao.
"When I meet someone who is stronger than me, I will naturally not step forward to provoke him. If the other party comes to me, I will hide as far away as possible."
Liu Shengfeng said nonchalantly: "Avoid good luck and avoid bad luck, seek advantage and avoid harm, this is everyone's nature, no one is an exception, it's the same for you, me, and this junior sister from Zhuanglang Pavilion."
"It's just that I have more hobbies than ordinary people. I like to take the initiative to be the 'bad' and 'bad' of the weak."
Yan Zhaoge laughed when he heard the words: "Isn't it just bullying the weak and fearing the hard?"
After hearing this, Liu Shengfeng showed a smile on his face, and nodded as a matter of course: "Everyone is the same, no matter how brave they are on the surface, no matter how brave they are on the surface, no matter how brave they are, and no matter how righteous they are, they are actually the same in their hearts."
"Who would want to touch someone who is strong? If you step on someone who is weaker than you, you won't lose anything. If you step on someone, you just step on it. What does it matter?"
Seeing Liu Shengfeng approaching step by step, Yan Zhaoge shook his head slightly: "I'm not interested in reasoning with you, just to remind you of one thing."
A dangerous smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Yan Zhaoge's mouth.
"You can pursue your own beliefs, but you must keep your eyes open when you walk outside with such thoughts."