Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 429 - 427: This Sword Is for Father

Chapter 429: Chapter 427: This Sword Is for Father
"The Duanmu Family... I came this time precisely to destroy the Duanmu Family, to eliminate this threat forever. You’re trying to use the Duanmu Family to threaten me? I’m afraid you’ve chosen the wrong person."
Luo Feng looked at Cangxuan’s body on the ground, shaking his head slightly.
The old man probably still thought I was unaware of the Duanmu Family’s decision to eradicate the Luo Family; otherwise, he wouldn’t have made such a foolish threat.
Closing his eyes, Luo Feng slowly exhaled. With a CLANG, he sheathed his Rage Flame Knife.
Gazing at the chaotic square and Cangxuan’s corpse on the ground, Yao Qing took a long moment to recover from her shock. As she looked at the young man before her, ripples of emotion stirred in her beautiful eyes.
Pressing her crimson lips, Yao Qing stepped forward to Luo Feng’s side. Seeing his somewhat pale face, she asked, "Are you injured?"
"I’ve just consumed too much Yuan Qi. If I rest a bit, I could fight another three hundred rounds without a problem," Luo Feng replied with a faint smile.
Seeing Luo Feng still had the energy to joke, the tension in Yao Qing’s heart eased. Turning to gaze at Cangxuan’s body nearby, her delicate eyebrows knitted slightly as she said, "We are less than a two-day journey from Green Wood Peak. You killed Cangxuan. This matter will likely be hard to resolve. We must make plans quickly."
Luo Feng waved his hand dismissively. "He and I were already in a situation of kill or be killed..."
Realizing he’d misspoken, Luo Feng quickly added, "If I didn’t kill him, he would have never spared me."
Yao Qing’s beautiful eyes flickered slightly. She nodded her smooth, alabaster chin. "You’re right. Indecisiveness is a great taboo for Martial Artists. Among our escorts, there was once someone who, due to a moment of compassion, spared an enemy before them, only to suffer a fatal counterattack!"
Luo Feng smiled. Yao Qing was decisive and efficient in her actions, even more so than some men. No wonder she could gain the trust of so many escorts.
"Is there something dirty on my face?" Yao Qing asked, touching her cheek as she noticed Luo Feng looking at her.
Luo Feng shook his head, a smile touched his lips. "I think, in the future, you will definitely be an outstanding Escort Head."
Faced with Luo Feng’s praise, Yao Qing’s pretty face blushed, and for the first time, her gaze became a little flustered.
Luo Feng didn’t notice the change in Yao Qing’s expression. His gaze shifted to the edge of the square, settling on the bandits. Upon spotting Liu Zixuan in the crowd, a cold smirk touched his lips. "Escort Head, let’s go over there."
Following Luo Feng’s gaze, Yao Qing’s pretty face turned frosty, and an intense, hateful light burst forth from her beautiful eyes.
This man was the one who murdered her father!
"Elder Cangxuan is dead! This person actually killed Elder Cangxuan!"
Seeing Cangxuan’s body on the ground, the nearby Black Wind Camp bandits turned pale. They couldn’t believe this young man before them was so audacious as to kill even Cangxuan, an Elder of the Duanmu Family.
"We’re finished! Elder Cangxuan’s position in the Duanmu Family is extraordinary. If the Duanmu Family Head finds out he died here, I’m afraid none of us here will escape death!"
Thinking of the Duanmu Family Head’s wrath, these normally arrogant and domineering horse thieves were all trembling with fear.
"Even if the Duanmu Family doesn’t act, I’m afraid none of us will leave here alive today," a more clear-headed horse thief said, looking ahead with a trembling voice.
Everyone looked up and saw Luo Feng and Yao Qing walking towards them.
In an instant, all sounds vanished. Everyone’s expression changed; they were scared out of their wits.
Despite their extreme fear, they all remained rooted to the spot; not a single one dared to flee.
Luo Feng had killed both Black Wind Wolf and Cangxuan. His formidable strength had completely robbed these men of even the courage to flee.
In the crowd, a figure was stealthily crawling towards the edge of the square: Liu Zixuan.
Damn it, how could this brat be so strong? Even Elder Cangxuan wasn’t his match,
Liu Zixuan gnashed his teeth, his face distorted with intense jealousy and hatred.
Hmph, he killed Cangxuan. As long as I this to the Duanmu Family Head, they definitely won’t let him off!
Sneering inwardly, Liu Zixuan used the crowd for cover as he crawled towards the edge of the square.
He had been in the Black Wind Camp for nearly ten years and was extremely familiar with this place. As long as he could leave the square, he was confident he could escape safely.
And just at that moment, a voice suddenly spoke beside him.
"Liu Zixuan, where do you think you’re going?"
Liu Zixuan turned his head and looked, his spirit nearly shattering from fright.
Luo Feng and Yao Qing, at some unknown point, were already standing nearby.
"AH..."
Liu Zixuan shrieked, collapsing to the ground. His eyes darted around, and then, under everyone’s gaze, with a THUD, he knelt on the ground and pleaded, "Feng Luo, Escort Head, I beg you, spare me! By the way, Escort Head, your father wasn’t killed by me! It was all Black Wind Wolf’s idea. That man is brutal by nature, kills without batting an eye. He did everything!"
Liu Zixuan pushed all responsibility onto Black Wind Wolf, hoping to use the dead to avoid incrimination.
Luo Feng sneered contemptuously; Yao Qing also had a look of disgust.
Though both were mountain bandits, compared to Black-faced Wolf Xu Tai, this Liu Zixuan was simply beneath contempt.
Looking at Liu Zixuan, who still seemed to cling to a sliver of hope, Luo Feng shook his head. He casually grabbed a Black Wind Camp horse thief and asked coldly, "Is what he said true?"
"No... it’s not. When the escort convoy was ambushed last time, the First Chieftain wasn’t even in the stronghold; it was all the Second Chieftain’s doing. When the Escort Head of the convoy resisted, he even injured the Second Chieftain. To vent his anger, the Second Chieftain had his limbs severed, hung him in the square, and tortured him for three days and three nights before he died!"
Faced with Luo Feng’s question, this Martial Artist didn’t dare to hide the slightest detail. He spilled everything he knew, like beans pouring from a bamboo tube.
"You’re spouting nonsense! You damn cur, I’ll kill you!"
Liu Zixuan’s face turned ashen, and he lunged forward to kill the Martial Artist who had spoken.
SHINK!
Before he could get close, a flash of sword light suddenly shot out, leaving a bloody hole in Liu Zixuan’s left shoulder.
"AH!"
Liu Zixuan screamed, stumbling back several steps, his gaze filled with terror as he looked at the figure before him.
Yao Qing held her Longsword, her pretty face like frost. Her beautiful eyes, now filled with an icy killing intent, fixed on Liu Zixuan as she said coldly, "This strike is for my companions in the escort team."
"You dare..." Liu Zixuan pointed at Yao Qing.
SHINK!
Another flash of sword light, and blood splattered. Amidst his agonized scream, another bloody hole appeared on Liu Zixuan’s body.
"This strike is for Captain Fang."
Yao Qing emotionlessly withdrew the bloodstained blade.
SHINK!
"AH!"
"This strike is for Feng Luo."
SHINK!
"This strike is for me."
SHINK!
"This strike is for my father."
SHINK!
"This strike is for my father."
SHINK!
"This strike is for my father."
SHINK!
"This strike is for my father."
...
Bloodcurdling screams echoed throughout the entire square. At first, a few curses could be heard, but eventually, only screams remained, and even those gradually faded into low moans.
Looking at the young woman in red armor in the square, the surrounding horse thieves were filled with deep dread; many couldn’t stop their bodies from trembling involuntarily.
"Escort Head, that’s enough. He’s already dead."
A moment later, Luo Feng reached out and stopped Yao Qing.
On the ground, Liu Zixuan lay drenched in blood, his eyes wide open, as if he couldn’t believe he would die here; he still had so many things he hadn’t enjoyed.
Looking at the body on the ground, Yao Qing’s delicate shoulders trembled slightly. She stared blankly at Luo Feng and asked, "Have I avenged my father?"
"Mm."
Luo Feng nodded, patting Yao Qing’s shoulder. "You’ve avenged your father with your own hands."
CLANG!
The Longsword fell to the ground. Yao Qing covered her face and wept, unsure if it was from the pain of losing her father or the joy of finally avenging him. She just wanted to cry her heart out.
Luo Feng stood quietly beside her, while the other horse thieves didn’t even dare to breathe loudly.
After a moment, Yao Qing’s emotions gradually stabilized. After this release, she had calmed down considerably. Thinking about how she had revealed her true emotions in front of Luo Feng twice, her face couldn’t help but feel a little ashamed.
Growing up, she had never cried in front of anyone else.
Even Yao Qing herself didn’t know why, in front of Luo Feng, she couldn’t suppress the emotions in her heart.
Biting her red lip, Yao Qing averted her gaze, looked at the nearby horse thieves, and asked, "What should we do with them?"
Luo Feng put the Rage Flame Knife into his storage ring and glanced around.
Besides those who had just died or been injured, there were still thirty or forty Black Wind Camp Martial Artists left in the square.
CLANG!
A Black Wind Camp Martial Artist threw his weapon to the ground and knelt. "Young Hero, I beg you to spare me! As long as you don’t kill me, I’m willing to do anything for you!"
"Me too! I’m a Martial Artist in the early stage of the Hell Realm! I have strength! I’m willing to toil like an ox or horse for Young Hero, without any complaint!"
"Me too."
"I don’t want to die! Please spare my life!"
The remaining Martial Artists all threw down their weapons and knelt.
Luo Feng frowned slightly. If this were a battle, he would naturally kill these people one by one without the slightest hesitation or mercy.
However, to kill these thirty or forty individuals who had no power to resist, he hesitated for a moment.
Yao Qing noticed Luo Feng’s thoughts and said, "How about you leave them to me to handle?"
"You?"
Luo Feng raised an eyebrow and nodded. "Alright."
Yao Qing stepped forward, swept her gaze over everyone present, and said coldly, "I’ll give you two choices now. First, cripple your own Cultivation, then leave the mountain stronghold and live the life of an ordinary person from now on."
Hearing this, the expressions of everyone present changed slightly.
Crippling one’s Cultivation, for a Martial Artist, was a choice made only as a last resort.
"Milady, may I ask what the second choice is?" someone couldn’t help but ask immediately.
Yao Qing’s slender eyebrows arched slightly as she parted her red lips and said, "The second choice is to join the Shangfeng Escort Agency and, from now on, serve the escort agency wholeheartedly."
"I choose to join the Shangfeng Escort Agency!"
"I’ll also join the Shangfeng Escort Agency!"
"Milady, as long as you don’t make me cripple my Cultivation, I’m willing to go through mountains of daggers and seas of fire!"
The nearby Martial Artists spoke up one after another.
Yao Qing waved her jade-like hand, her voice suddenly turning cold and merciless, "Let me make things clear first. If anyone dares to harbor dissent, even if they flee to the ends of the earth, I, Yao Qing, will absolutely not spare them!"
"We would never dare to harbor dissent!"
Hearing this, everyone felt a chill in their hearts and shouted in unison.
They had personally witnessed Liu Zixuan’s fate just now; this young woman before them was capable of doing what she said.
A Martial Artist cupped his fists and said, "Milady, Elder Cangxuan died here. He was an Elder of the Duanmu Family. Once the Duanmu Family learns of this, none of us will survive. Milady is willing to take us in; we are endlessly grateful. How could we dare to harbor any dissent?"
The others all nodded in agreement.