Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 7: Dragon Ship
Running quickly all the way, Leng Feibai soon found the man who shot the arrows twenty meters away, and watched him board a large ship with a black sail with a three-clawed dragon printed on it.

"Interesting! This guy is quite courageous. He even dared to print a dragon on the sail!"

Leng Feibai sneered. Although Qing Kingdom was a fictional dynasty, it did not mean that patterns of dragons, pythons, and dragons could be circulated freely among the people.

The behavior of this gang of pirates is worthy of being torn to pieces.

"I just entered the martial arts world and encountered bandits. I'm just using you to test my Soaring Dragon Technique."

Leng Feibai tightly grasped the Kanglong Mace, golden light rising in his eyes, and he looked carefully at everything on the boat.

There were about forty or fifty people on the boat. A small number of them had no cultivation, and most of them were above the third rank. The strongest one had just entered the seventh rank, and his aura was not very stable.

"whoosh"

Leng Feibai leaped up and landed silently on the right side of the ship, eavesdropping on the sounds inside the deckhouse.

"So, there's a lot of cargo on that passenger ship?"

"I can see clearly that the ship has a deep draft and is obviously carrying a lot of stuff. Even if there's no gold or silver, there's still a lot of supplies. It's worth robbing! The ship is only a dozen feet away from us. If we catch up now, we should still have time. Then we can kill, burn, and rob everyone on that ship!"

"I'm afraid it's too late!"

The sound suddenly appeared out of nowhere, startling everyone present. The next moment, the wall nearby exploded.

As sawdust flew everywhere, Leng Feibai walked in from the gap with a sullen face. He looked at the man sitting on the armchair and said, "Hunjianglong?"

Sitting on the armchair was a burly man wearing a black leather hat and a sword at his waist.

The man also reacted at this moment, stood up and asked angrily, "Who are you and why are you destroying someone's ship?"

"A pirate leader who robs and commits crimes dares to call himself a river dragon."

Leng Feibai gripped the Kanglong mace tightly, "I'll just take your head and make some reputation for myself!"

Hunjianglong flew into a rage after hearing this. He waved his hand and shouted, "Kill this brat!"

At a command, a group of bandits waved their steel forks and short knives and rushed towards Leng Feibai.

Leng Feibai's face was stern, and golden light appeared in his eyes again. He handed the Kanglong Mace to his left hand, leaped up, and slammed his right palm on the ground.

"Teng Long Jue: Spinning Dragon Shocking Heaven Attack"

The abundant Qi transformed into a gust of air that swept out, knocking the bandits to the ground on the spot, their internal organs shattered, and they fell to the ground.

"All the small fry have been dealt with!"

Leng Feibai turned his head and looked at Hunjianglong. After he broke through to the seventh level, his control over Qi had improved a lot.

There will never be another incident like the one when fighting with Fei Jie where bricks were thrown.

"Asshole, bastard!"

Hunjianglong saw that he had suddenly become a commander without troops, and was so angry that his three corpses jumped up and down on the spot. The armchair under him suddenly exploded, and he rushed towards Leng Feibai with his fists.

Seeing this, Leng Feibai put the Kanglong Mace behind his back and turned his hands into claws to meet the attack.

The first move was a full-strength attack without any hesitation.

Their fists met, and the two men's internal Qi burst out with all their strength. Then they each took a few steps back and stepped on a corpse.

Hunjianglong snorted coldly, clenched his fists and stepped forward again, his fists fierce and vicious, attacking Leng Feibai's vital points.

"Tenglong Jue: Thirteen Strikes of Torrential Rain and Raging Waves"

Leng Feibai spun forward, unleashing the Tenglong Jue with all his might, his fists and whip kicks like torrential rain and raging waves, heading towards Hunjianglong's fist.

The two of them interacted with each other without reservation.

"Good work!"

Leng Feibai said coldly, "If you have this ability, you can join the army and earn a good reputation. But you chose to commit crimes!"

Hunjianglong's expression was fierce after hearing this, and he cursed loudly, "I offended the Qin family in the army and was suppressed everywhere, so I escaped and became a bandit, living a carefree life."

"So you're a deserter. You didn't dare to take revenge on the Qin family, but instead came to harm innocent people. You deserve to die."

Leng Feibai raised his foot, hooked a harpoon, and stabbed it towards the Hunjianglong.

Hunjianglong dodged and muttered, "Who made them weak? They can make me happy, so they are of some value." Leng Feibai was furious after hearing this, and the three-pronged harpoon condensed into a dragon head.

"The Art of Soaring Dragon: Like a Dragon Without a Trace"

Leng Feibai's face was stern, and he stabbed out with the three-pronged fork in his hand repeatedly, a total of thirty-six strikes.

The dense offensive formed a big net, forcing Hunjianglong towards him.

"hateful"

Hunjianglong drew the sword from his waist, which flashed with a cold and sharp blade. He slashed out with a fierce blow, breaking the power of Leng Feibai's spear.

"Humph"

Leng Feibai took the opportunity to throw the steel fork at Hunjianglong and retreated to the deck behind him.

"Want to escape? Wishful thinking!"

Hunjianglong dodged and flew over, "You killed my people and you still want to escape? Today I will use your head as a sacrifice to my subordinates."

Leng Feibai didn't want to escape, but the terrain inside the deck was narrow, which was not conducive to his fighting.

The battlefield moved to the deck. When Leng Feibai saw Hunjianglong chasing him, he drew out the Kanglong Mace from behind and used his ultimate killing move again.

"Teng Long Jue: Ye Long Xiao Kong"

Leng Feibai soared into the air and flew towards Hunjianglong. The Kanglong mace in his hand seemed to contain a thousand pounds of force, and pressed towards the position where Hunjianglong was.

Hunjianglong only felt a force field generated around him. The huge energy pressure made him unable to move, and he could only raise his sword to block.

"boom"

Under the huge force, Hunjianglong spurted out a mouthful of blood and retreated dozens of steps.

"Damn it, Gale Blade!"

Hunjianglong roared angrily and slashed with the cold knife in his hand, each one faster than the last. Ninety-nine and eighty-one knife auras rushed towards Leng Feibai.

"The Art of Soaring Dragon: Running Dragon Breaking Through the Clouds"

Leng Feibai did not dodge, his whole body was wrapped in colorful energy, and he rushed forward.

He swung the Kanglong Mace in his hand continuously, and the eighty-one sword energies were broken one by one by the Kanglong Mace.

"That's it!"

Leng Feibai sneered and said, "Your swordsmanship is not bad. You must have learned it from your master's wife!"

"I bother!"

Hunjianglong spat, tightly grasping the cold knife in his hand, and said, "Boy, what do you want? Killing me to become famous, what's the point? As long as you let me go, I can give you all my treasures. I can even recognize you as my master and do yours, do yours..."

"whoosh"

A strong wind blew, Leng Feibai flew towards Hunjianglong, punched him in the face, and then hit him directly on the top of his head with the Kanglong mace in his right hand.

"I don't want to talk about Chuunibyou. Trash like you is better off dying!"

With a full-strength blow, Hunjianglong's top door shattered and he fell directly to the ground.

"Besides, I don't have time to have a piece of trash as my subordinate!"

Leng Feibai finished speaking and sat down on the ground. "It's really tiring. Although I have enough strength, I have too little experience in life-and-death battles. I'll be more careful next time."

After saying that, Leng Feibai stood up and flipped over Hunjianglong's body.

This time, grandma prepared five hundred taels of silver when she went out. If she could collect some gold and silver from these pirates, she would be able to play outside for a while longer.

Not long after, Leng Feibai found a key on Hunjianglong's body and found the way to the cabin on the deck.

As soon as he entered, Leng Feibai smelled a pungent strange smell.

The moment he went down, the scene in front of him made Leng Feibai's hair stand on end.

(End of this chapter)