160. Brighten Your Eyes

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The bowstring immediately drew a blood line on the middle-aged warrior's neck.

Compared with the pain, the pressure of the blade and the imminent death is even more desperate.

Liu Shengfeng's subordinates condensed their strength but did not let go. He raised his head and looked at Yan Zhaoge and Zhang Yao with a smile, but that smile, no matter how you looked at it, contained a bloody madness.

Zhang Yao's face changed slightly: "Brother Liu from Cangmang Mountain, I wonder how this senior offended you?"

The middle-aged warrior was obviously no longer a threat to Liu Shengfeng, but Liu Shengfeng still wanted to kill.

After all, this is the land of the Zhuolang Pavilion, and unlike other places, the entire Qingzhe Lake is the blessed land occupied by the Zhuolang Pavilion.

That middle-aged warrior was also allowed to enter by the Zhuolang Pavilion. Now not only is he seriously injured and dying, but he is more likely to be brutally killed. Zhang Yao naturally cannot turn a blind eye.

Although the cultivation bases are far from each other, Zhang Yao, who has been taught by the Zhuolang Pavilion since childhood, has not lost his position or lost his position.

However, Liu Shengfeng's first sentence made her stunned: "He didn't offend me, it's because I didn't like him, so I found some fun for myself."

When Yan Zhaoge heard this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up and down at Liu Shengfeng again.

Zhang Yao came back to his senses: "Brother Liu, you..."

Liu Shengfeng smiled: "What? Is it strange? This junior sister of the Turbid Wave Pavilion doesn't seem to realize that bullying is the foundation of happiness."

Zhang Yao frowned: "How could..."

Liu Shengfeng smiled and said, "Since you know who I am, you must have heard some of my rumors, right? I need to defend myself here."

"That is, the rumors are not exaggerated, on the contrary, the rumors are actually a lot more conservative."

Liu Shengfeng said slowly: "As for me, I actually prefer to kill people who are weaker than me, rather than defeating opponents of the same level or defeating the stronger with the weak."

"Because it saves time, effort, and worry. You can also slowly enjoy the fun of killing each other."

"Compete with opponents of the same level,

It is good to be able to defeat the opponent or kill the opponent. If you want to capture it alive, you may make fun of it with your own life. So you have to go all out, and a lot of fun will not be experienced. "

Liu Shengfeng glanced at Zhang Yao, then lowered his head, and his eyes fell on the middle-aged warrior who was strangled by his bowstring: "Didn't you just ask me, did he offend me?"

"He did make a mistake. The mistake was to be weaker than me."

Zhang Yao stared at Liu Shengfeng with wide eyes, and Liu Shengfeng said nothing: "The world always thinks bullying the weak is derogatory, but who doesn't actually do it?"

"Just like this junior sister, if you are alone with this person, the other party will treat you with respect, because you are from the Zhuolang Pavilion, which is much stronger than his."

"So even if he is a grandmaster in the early days of the innate, and you are not in the middle stage of the inner gang, he will be a little shorter when facing you. If it is not necessary, he is unwilling to offend you."

Liu Shengfeng grinned, "I was born in Cangmang Mountain, you were born in Zhuolang Pavilion, and this junior brother Yan Zhaoge was born in Guangcheng Mountain."

"The six holy places are high above, what is good, the priority is all ours, and the best treasures are also ours. At best, the six holy places compete with each other. But there will never be other first- or second-rate forces. what's up."

"For example, the Taiyin Crown. Now a woman of Taiyin who has no family and sect has emerged and won the first prize in the Taiyin trial. Do you think she can take away the Taiyin crown by herself?"

Liu Shengfeng said indifferently: "Isn't this bullying the weak? Those first- and second-rate forces are dissatisfied with us. They say that our Holy Land-level forces are too domineering, and they slander us behind their backs, just because they yearn to be the same as us, but they can't achieve it for the time being."

Liu Shengfeng loosened the bowstring in his hand, and the middle-aged warrior walked through the gate of hell, and collapsed. He was seriously injured, and he couldn't support his spirit anymore, so he passed out.

"If he is stronger than me, naturally he will not have this end. Even if he is concerned about the vast mountains behind me and dare not kill me and hurt me, at least he will not be killed by me." Liu Shengfeng stood up and stretched his feet gently. He kicked the unconscious middle-aged warrior.

Liu Shengfeng smiled and said, "Because he is weaker than me, and the sect he came from is weaker than mine, so no matter how I concoct him, he will only suffer."

Zhang Yao wanted to say something, but Yan Zhaoge raised her hand to stop her.

"Although I disagree with some of your views, I can generally understand your thoughts." Yan Zhaoge looked at Liu Shengfeng: "No wonder Cangmangshan often locks you in a cage."

The smile on Liu Shengfeng's face disappeared, and he said indifferently, "Everything is good in the division, but it's too uneasy, and there are too many restrictions."

He raised his head slightly, a little dazed: "There are too many rules and regulations, too many secrets, and the life that everyone yearns for, but he refuses to admit it."

"It makes people unable to let go of their hands and feet, and it is very suffocating."

Liu Shengfeng's eyes fell on Yan Zhaoge again, and he grinned: "Just like the two trash Ji Hanru and Xiao Yu before, they had to get in the way, but fortunately, they don't get in the way now."

Yan Zhaoge looked calm: "There is a problem."

Liu Shengfeng looked directly at Yan Zhaoge, his eyes filled with dangerous light: "What's the problem?"

Yan Zhaoge asked, "When you meet someone who is stronger than you and want to deal with you, what do you do?"

Liu Shengfeng sneered: "What do you mean, you are saying that you are such a person?"

"I heard that long howl from you just now. You are not weak. No wonder you were able to defeat Ji Hanru in the early stage of Xiantian in the late stage of Wai Gang."

"But to say that you are stronger than me, that's a far cry."

Liu Shengfeng threw the longbow aside, mobilized his muscles and bones, and walked towards Yan Zhaoge and Zhang Yao.

"When I meet someone stronger than me, I naturally won't come forward to provoke them. If the other party wants to come to me, I will hide as far as I can."

Liu Shengfeng said nonchalantly, "It is everyone's nature to pursue good fortune and avoid evil, and to seek benefits and avoid harm. It is the same for you, me, and this junior sister of the Zhuolang Pavilion."

"It's just that I have more hobbies than ordinary people, and I like to take the initiative to be the 'fierce' and 'harm' of the weak."

Yan Zhaoge laughed when he heard this: "Isn't it just bullying the soft and fearing the hard?"

When Liu Shengfeng heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and he 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, no matter how righteous they are, they are actually the same in their bones."

"If you can't touch the strong, who is willing to touch it? If you step on someone weaker than yourself, you won't have any loss. If you step on it, you will 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, I just want to remind you of one thing."

The corner of Yan Zhaoge's mouth suddenly revealed a dangerous smile.

"You can follow your own beliefs, but you must keep your eyes open when you are walking out of ideas like this."

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