Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 903 Unintentional Venting

I can advance and retreat calmly, but Wooden Face can't. Facing the large number of pirate troops, it would be easy to break in, but it would be difficult to get out alive.

As they moved forward, they met Guijuanlin and Guiteng Mingan who were searching for people around. They worked in pairs and searched around.

After seeing Lin Feng, the two men stared at him warily, drawing their swords and retreating.

That look was one of disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

Lin Feng looked at Gui Juanlin's figure and finally found a slightly tall and strong guy. The clothes on him should not be too uncomfortable to wear.

Although Guijuanlin and Guitengmingan did not want to fight with Lin Feng, they were silent for a moment, then turned around and ran away at the same time.

Unfortunately, not only could they not outrun Lin Feng, they could not escape the pebbles thrown by Lin Feng.

The two masters of the pirate family were beaten into sieves by Lin Feng's pebbles and died in agony.

Lin Feng did not intend to vent his anger in this way, but the stones he shot out with his fingers were of questionable accuracy and always missed the key parts, causing the two men to suffer a lot.

Lin Feng walked all the way to Funing City, and any pirate masters and pirate scouts he met were easily killed by him.

Not only did he have loose clothes and comfortable shoes, but he also had a warhorse to travel with, making Lin Feng's journey more relaxed and enjoyable.

But he has lost his way.

After yesterday's frantic escape, I was so panicked that I had no idea where to go. Now I sit on my warhorse, looking around, not knowing where to go.

Just as he was in a daze, the sound of horse hooves was heard and pirate scouts came galloping towards him.

A pirate scout shouted loudly at Lin Feng.

"Hey, what did you find?"

Lin Feng roughly understood what he meant, but he didn't know how to respond. He could only stare at the pirate stupidly.

"What’s wrong with you?"

The pirate was also puzzled. How could such a stupid guy sneak into the scout camp?

Lin Feng looked at the pirate scout carefully, took off the bow on the saddle, put on the arrow, and aimed the bow at the pirate scout.

"Hey, what are you doing, are you crazy?"

The two men were more than twenty steps apart, and the scout immediately panicked. At such a distance, it was impossible to avoid the shooting of feather arrows.

Lin Feng did not hesitate. He loosened his right hand and the arrow flew away.

The next moment, the pirate scout was shot in the throat by Lin Feng's arrow. He widened his eyes in surprise and fell off his horse.

Lin Feng went forward and checked the pirate scouts' equipment, hoping to find a map or something.

Unfortunately, apart from the personal equipment of ordinary pirate scouts, there are no maps or anything to guide the route.

The only useful thing was a bamboo hat that allowed Lin Feng to cover half of his face.

At this time, Lin Feng, who was riding on a warhorse, was already dressed in the standard outfit of a pirate scout, urging his horse to walk aimlessly in the wilderness.

He couldn't find the coordinates, so he couldn't locate himself and could only go wherever he wanted.

As night fell, he came to a village.

He scraped out a flat area among the broken bricks and tiles, picked up some dry firewood, and lit a fire.

The pirate scouts all brought bedding rolls and iron rice bowls, as well as long cloth bags filled with raw rice, clean water and other food.

Lin Feng set up an iron rice bowl and prepared to make some porridge for himself.

I thought to myself that I hadn't eaten for almost two days.

The wild rabbits that were hunted were washed, skinned, and roasted over the fire.

Lin Feng sat aside, thinking about whether to enter Funing City or return to Jinhao City next.

He has been almost calm these days. The killings and opportunities he has experienced have made him much more stable.

Especially with the progress in my inner strength and mental skills, I feel like the world before my eyes seems to have changed, and my perspective on things seems to have changed as well.

These so-called martial arts masters in front of him were already vulnerable at his hands. If he continued to kill them, it would feel like an adult bullying a child.

Lin Feng also felt more at ease about life and death. People will die eventually, especially in such a turbulent era. It is normal for someone to die.

It’s just that the people around me suddenly left, which made me unbearable, and the depressed mood made me crazy.

Now, the madness is over, what is left?

Lin Feng was a little confused at this time.

In the darkness in the distance, someone walked by, taking steady steps, step by step over the dilapidated wall and the rubble and weeds on the ground, and appeared in front of Lin Feng.

This was a man in his fifties with a short beard, wearing a black warrior uniform and a straight sword at his waist.

The man was about five steps away from Lin Feng, standing in the shadows, quietly looking at Lin Feng who was sitting by the fire.

After a moment, a deep voice sounded.

"Boy, you broke the rules. Tell me your sect."

It's a common saying.

Lin Feng reached out and tore the hare on the fire apart, grabbed a rabbit leg, put it under his nose and smelled it.

"and who are you?"

"Liuhuo Island, clear the fields."

Lin Feng took a bite of the rabbit leg and asked vaguely.

"What rule did I break?"

"Hermit sects are not allowed to interfere in worldly disputes. You have killed too many people. Doesn't your sect care?"

Lin Feng shrugged: "I'm sorry, I don't have a sect, who would care about me."

"Haha, if you don't have a sect, then I will beat you out of your sect."

As he spoke, he reached out and grasped the hilt of the knife at his waist, his eyes fixed on Lin Feng.

Lin Feng put down the rabbit leg and sighed.

"Okay, I hope you can find a sect for me so I can have someone to rely on."

After saying that, he stood up, grabbed the straight knife leaning beside him, and looked at Qing Tianye indifferently.

This gave Lin Feng a lot of confidence in his own abilities.

"Arrogant boy..."

Qing Tianye cursed, rushed forward in a flash, and the straight knife at his waist was unsheathed, flashing in front of the fire.

Lin Feng's pupils shrank. He found that Qing Tianye's knife speed was too fast, beyond his expectation. He only had time to dodge sideways and had no time to pull the straight knife out of the sheath.

Careless.

Qing Tianye's sword missed, and the next sword followed and fell in front of him.

Lin Feng tried to block it with his sheathed knife, but was knocked back two steps by the huge force. Before he could steady himself, the third knife came.

Lin Feng dodged in a panic, trying to pull the knife out of the sheath, but he had no time at all.

Qing Tianye slashed with one knife after another, just like Lin Feng's Pifeng knife, chopping at others and leaving them no chance to breathe.

Lin Feng understood that this was a pirate family that had invited a master from the hermit sect to come out and deal with him specifically.

Qing Tianye's sword is not only fast, but also powerful and heavy, and his true energy is also sufficient.

But in just a moment, Lin Feng was in danger. A knife almost cut Lin Feng's neck, and a strand of broken hair fluttered in the air.

This dilapidated yard was filled with rubble and weeds, and behind him was a collapsed house. After Lin Feng took a few steps back, he had no way to retreat.

He suddenly had an idea and kicked hard with his feet, kicking up a pile of stones. The stones flew in all directions, forcing Qing Tianye to swing his knife to block them.

This gave Lin Feng a chance to catch his breath. He drew his sword and without thinking, slashed it out with his backhand.

Qing Tianye sneered, "You are such a scoundrel, using such despicable tactics. It's a pity that I can't save your life."