As soon as these words were uttered, Cheng Dongliang cursed under his breath.
Shi Feng was a Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator. When had he ever been subjected to such an insult? Indeed, just as Li Xiaoyao finished speaking, a tremendous pressure was released from his body, causing Cheng Dongliang beside him to tremble with an urge to prostrate himself.
"Swoosh!"
A streak of black light, like a bolt from the blue, flew out from Li Xiaoyao. Shi Feng hadn't even reacted when an arrow suddenly appeared in front of him, its tip mere millimeters away from his brow.
The speed was too fast, and from this unremarkable-looking arrow, he sensed a terrifying aura that made his soul shudder.
"Gulp!"
Shi Feng's throat moved as his heart began to beat uncontrollably faster.
This was the first time he had felt such a potent threat to his life.
For the first time, he felt he was so close to death that it seemed a mere twitch of Li Xiaoyao's finger would strip him of his life.