The bowstring instantly drew a line of blood on that middle-aged martial practitioner's neck.
Compared to the pain, as it cut across his body, the feeling of impending death caused him more despair.
Liu Shengfeng kept the force in his hands but did not exert it as he raised his head to smile at Yan Zhaoge and Zhang Yao. However one looked at it, it was a smile that contained a frenzied bloodthirst.
Zhang Yao's face changed slightly, "Infinite Boundless Mountain's Senior Brother Liu, may I know how this senior has offended you?"
That middle-aged martial practitioner already clearly posed no threat at all to Liu Shengfeng, yet Liu Shengfeng still wanted to kill him.
At the end of the day, this was Turbid Wave Pavilion's territory, and unlike other places, the entire Clear Concealed Lake was a blessed ground of Turbid Wave Pavilion.