Chapter 492: 492: Riding the Waves_1
Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
âLetâs talk then!â
Maurice Springs was fearless, and he leaped directly onto the boat.
The elder was dressed in black and appeared to be over seventy years old.
But anyone who underestimated him would pay the price.
âWho might you be?â
Maurice Springs gripped his sword with both hands and asked aloud.
Such a formidable aura could definitely not belong to an ordinary person.
âI am Mo Feng, the seventy-third successor of the Will Family,â
the elder said with a smile, cupping his hands.
âMo Feng? I havenât heard of you.â
Maurice Springs snorted coldly, looking at the giant crossbow at the stern, and laughed, âElder, youâre not just relying on these things, are you?â
Had he encountered such a crossbow earlier, he probably would have been in grave danger.
Poor LloydIII ended up being the scapegoat.
âOf course not! Such a thing can only be used once, the second time it loses its effect. How can you ambush someone with a crossbow when theyâve discovered it?â
the elder said cheerfully.
âElder, letâs get started.â
Maurice Springs slowly raised his longsword.
There was a five-meter gap between him and the elder; if he closed another two meters, he was confident that he could make a killing strike!
âGet started? Young man, you are too impatient!â
The elder shook his head and instructed one of his disciples behind him, âServe the tea! Letâs be hospitable to our guest!â
âAs you wish, Master!â
The disciple immediately turned and walked into the cabin, and after a moment, he brought out two cups of tea.
âGuests from afar deserve a welcome drink. Try this,â
the elder took a sip from his cup first, âItâs not poisoned.â
âThen thank you,â
Maurice Springs flicked his longsword, sending the tea cup into the air!
Then, as the tea fell from the sky, it poured into Maurice Springsâ mouth.
âWhat exactly do you want? To fight or not to fight? If weâre not fighting, please step aside!â
Maurice Springs demanded coldly.
The elder was strong in martial arts, and Maurice Springs did not want to stir up trouble unnecessarily.
But if he didnât kill everyone on this boat, how would he report back to the Supreme Leader?
LloydIII had died in such a vague and uncertain way; surely, it would lead to a lot of rumors within Deep Cold.
âYou have too much killing intent!â
The elder shook his head and looked at Maurice Springs, âThatâs not good.â
âSo, you refuse to move aside!â
Maurice Springsâ complexion darkened and, without a second word, he slashed out with his sword!
It was a probe!
Whoosh!
The elder sidestepped quickly, and several crossbow arrows flew past the spot he had just been!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
These crossbow arrows, slicing through the air, charged straight at Maurice Springs!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Maurice Springsâ pupils constricted sharply, as he quickly raised his longsword in front of him.
The crossbow arrows, after colliding with the blade, fell to the ground one after another.
âI get it now! You have no real skill; itâs all because of these gadgets! And the only skill you do have is your qinggong!â
Maurice Springs burst out laughing, instantly seeing through the elderâs plan.
No wonder he didnât want to fight.
He had no skill at all.
âI just need to stand here, and youâll be killed by these traps!â
Obviously, the elder did not deny Maurice Springsâ words: âTradition is important.â
Indeed, he was skilled in movement, especially in escaping.
In the current situation, it was clear he could not let Maurice Springs get close.
The entire boat had been modified into a weapon.
A gigantic concealed weapon!
Nearly every corner had an unexpected trap.
With just these traps, he could wear down Maurice Springs to death!
âIf thatâs the case, then meet your end!â
Maurice Springsâ pupils narrowed as he lunged at the elder like a predatory eagle!
Whoosh!
Right as he made his move, the deck beneath his feet suddenly shot out crossbow arrows!
It seemed set to turn him into a porcupine!
âOld thief!â
Realizing he had been tricked, Maurice Springs dodged to the side but was still grazed on the arm by a crossbow arrow.
However, before his foot could touch the ground, crossbow arrows shot out from all directions like mad, without any regard for their own lives!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sharp sound of the air being torn apart made Maurice Springs feel a chill for the first time!
He and the old man were now more than twenty meters apart, and clearly, this entire area was filled with traps!
Pffft!
Three crossbow arrows whizzed through the air, piercing Maurice Springsâs body, one of which went straight through his heart.
Thump!
Maurice Springs knelt on one knee, motionless.
âHaha!â
The old man, Mo Feng, seeing this scene, couldnât help but clap his hands and said, âYoung man, no matter how agile you are, can you beat my traps?â
âMaster! Shall we go over and check? Or perhaps, hit him a few more times?â
A disciple came over and asked for instructions.
âNo need! Nobody can survive under my traps!â
Mo Feng shook his head with extreme confidence.
With a crossbow arrow piercing his heart, how could he possibly still be alive?
âCongratulations, Master!â
Just then, Tobias Michael, who had been hiding in the ship, could finally come out.
When he saw Iron Horse and Cyclops killed, he was almost scared to death!
Luckily now, with Mo Fengâs traps all activated, the enemy who killed his son was butchered on the deck!
âLetâs go, letâs take a look!â
Mo Feng walked over with an air of complacency, with Tobias Michael following closely behind him.
âPlease rest assured, Master, the twenty billion I promised you earlier will be transferred to your account in full without missing a dime!â
Tobias Michael said from behind.
He had spent twenty billion to bring this old man here, with the goal of having Maurice Springs killed!
Now that his great revenge had been avenged, he was in an extremely good mood.
âMoney is but an external object! However, since you are willing, I, as the Master, cannot but accept, right?â
Mo Feng said pretentiously, coming up to Maurice Springs and laughing loudly, âSuch a brute, not even capable of getting close to me, and you wanted to kill me?â
âExactly! A mere clod comparing to, Master, is simply overestimating himself!â
Tobias Michael lifted his foot, ready to kick down on Maurice Springsâs body!
âIs that so? A clod? Hehe!â
The supposedly dead Maurice Springs suddenly lifted his head, his face covered in blood as he looked at them.
âYouâ¦â
Mo Feng and Tobias Michaelâs faces changed drastically!
They couldnât understand what was happening!
How could this be!
To be shot through the heart and still not dead?
âMy heart is on the left side!â
Maurice Springs chuckled sinisterly, and his longsword suddenly swung out!
Pffft!
The two men were cut in half!
âAhâ¦â
The old manâs torso struggled on the ground before he died in endless agony.
âNow, who can stop me!â
Maurice Springs roared, feeling a surge of blood in his chest!
Blurgh!
He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Meanwhile, the disciples opposite him, seeing their master killed, were all stunned in place, clueless about what to do!
âWhat do we do⦠?â
âRun!â
Someone snapped out of it and immediately tried to jump into the water!
âAll of you, die!â
Maurice Springs yelled, pulling out the crossbow arrows from his body and viciously throwing them forward!
Pffft!
These crossbow arrows directly pierced through those peopleâs bodies.
âWhatâs happening! Why did they start fighting!â
Just as Maurice Springs felt as though he was about to collapse, a hand behind him supported him.
âThree-Armed Underworld King?â
Maurice Springs frowned slightly and said, âWhat are you doing here?â
âNo good! Weâve been fooled!â
The Three-Armed Underworld King, looking at the dead people in front of him, said with regret, âI received a message and wanted to follow you, but I didnât expect to still be a step too late! These people here, theyâre our allies!â
Right then, as if sensing something, the two men sharply looked up ahead!
They saw someone walking on the waves coming towards them!