章 825: Skyblast Bow

King Yang Shan's face became extremely unsightly. He covered the fist-sized hole in his shoulder with a hand and gritted his teeth as he looked up into the sky and cried out, "It's you... King Wei Shan! How can you be in cahoots with them? Y-yo-you... It should be anyone but you!"

As King Yang Shan's cry rang out, a tall man in a lavender silk robe landed silently on the deck. The man's face was solemn and composed, and his long eyes were slightly narrowed, making him looked hard to read, unpredictable, and dangerous. In his hand was a wooden bow that was almost ten feet tall, its thumb-sized, transparent string vibrating faintly. Clearly, it was this bow that had seriously injured King Yang Shan just now.