The people on board were speechless, thinking that the sword aura was perhaps a bit too overbearing.
After all, it was a warship of forty to fifty meters, yet it could not withstand a single blow in front of the sword aura and was instantly reduced to scattered wood chips like a violent wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
Ji Wanyu tightly furrowed her brows, and once Long Fei retracted Emperor Yu's Sword and gave it back to her, she secretly wondered when she would be able to be like Long Fei.
Murong Chong pondered deeply, always seeking enlightenment in the battles that Long Fei fought against enemies.
The Golden Core in his Divine Sea showed signs of budding, but he still couldn't quite grasp it amid some confusion.
With the defeat of these few boats of water bandits, the lakeshore was calm.
Long Fei and his party took a boat across, and they encountered no resistance.
