It had to be said that Liu Qingfeng possessed extremely rich experience in life-and-death combat. In a moment of crisis, he broke free from Jiang Wuming's restraint in the correct manner and unleashed his Whirlwind Slash, intending to catch Jiang Wuming off guard!
Swish!
Liu Qingfeng's saber strike transformed into a streak of white light, slicing open the air and unleashing a fierce blade wind as it lunged towards Jiang Wuming's neck with lightning speed.
However—
Jiang Wuming seemed to have anticipated Liu Qingfeng's move. The instant Liu Qingfeng swung his saber, he stepped back.
Just a small step, yet Jiang Wuming precisely dodged Liu Qingfeng's attack, his timing and distance judgment impeccable.
Whoosh!
Missing his target, Liu Qingfeng, before his body even landed, abruptly threw his saber. The treasure saber became a streak of white light, hurtling rapidly towards Jiang Wuming!
A saber is a swordsman's second life.
At this moment, Liu Qingfeng chose to abandon his blade!
He knew that after his saber strike missed, he would expose a significant weakness the moment he landed.
If Jiang Wuming seized this opportunity to strike, Liu Qingfeng would be in a perilous situation!
By throwing his saber now, he not only prevented Jiang Wuming from taking advantage of the opening but also had the chance to kill Jiang Wuming unexpectedly, achieving two objectives with one action!
Jiang Wuming had indeed planned to strike the moment Liu Qingfeng landed, but he suddenly sensed danger, immediately halted his movement, and sidestepped. Da Feng Novel Network.
Whoosh!
The sharp treasure saber whizzed past Jiang Wuming's face, its fierce blade wind making his nose tingle.
Crack!
Just then, Liu Qingfeng landed gracefully, muttering a curse of regret, then sprang off the ground and darted towards the rear of Su Shirong's tomb.
Escape!
Having missed his strike, Liu Qingfeng decisively chose to flee!
He no longer cared if Jiang Wuming would retaliate using his backing; all he wanted was to survive.
He knew that even with his treasure saber and employing his Liu clan's most powerful killing move, he hadn't killed or even harmed Jiang Wuming. Fighting Jiang Wuming unarmed from then on would undoubtedly be a death sentence—for Liu Qingfeng, who specialized in saber techniques, losing his blade drastically reduced his combat power!
"Can you escape?"
Jiang Wuming let out a cold shout, his figure flashing like a phantom as he rapidly pursued Liu Qingfeng.
There was no response. Liu Qingfeng pushed his speed to the extreme, as if pouring every ounce of strength into his run.
However—
Even so, he could clearly sense Jiang Wuming's aura drawing nearer, the distance between them constantly shrinking!
Although Liu Qingfeng knew Jiang Wuming's speed far surpassed his, as he felt this, his heart sank, and a look of panic appeared on his face.
Desperate Measures!
Immediately, Liu Qingfeng sensed Jiang Wuming closing in behind him. He stopped abruptly, then spun his body like a spiral, transforming his hand into a blade, and delivered a hand chop towards Jiang Wuming!
This time, Jiang Wuming did not dodge. Instead, he also formed his hand into a blade and met the attack.
In an instant, Jiang Wuming and Liu Qingfeng circulated their internal energies wildly, channeling them into their arms and then their palms, emitting terrifying energy fluctuations.
A head-on collision!
This was their first direct exchange of blows.
Bang!
Crack!
Swiftly, Jiang Wuming's palm, filled with internal energy, struck Liu Qingfeng's forearm. It instantly shattered Liu Qingfeng's qi defense, breaking his arm.
Liu Qingfeng's partially severed arm, stained with blood, dangled in the air. His attack abruptly ceased, his internal qi and blood churned, and his energy became chaotic.
Slam!
Jiang Wuming did not pause. He transformed his hand into a palm and struck Liu Qingfeng directly in the chest.
Crack!
With another crisp sound, Liu Qingfeng's body was sent flying backward. His chest caved in, his flesh and blood mangled. He spat a mouthful of bloody mist.
Then, his body violently slammed into a pine tree behind him. The pine tree, as thick as a bowl, snapped directly, crashing down with a roar.
Liu Qingfeng's body also fell to the ground, convulsing as if electrocuted.
With this blow, his ribs were crushed, his internal organs severely damaged, and he suffered serious internal injuries. Not only could he no longer fight, but even getting up was difficult!
"You're also a One-star War God, how can you be this strong?"
Liu Qingfeng leaned against the broken pine tree, not struggling in a death throe, but instead, while spitting blood, he looked at Jiang Wuming with utter shock.
After losing his treasure saber, he was first disarmed by Jiang Wuming's hand chop that broke his arm, and then severely injured by Jiang Wuming's palm strike.
In just two moves, Jiang Wuming had crushed and gravely wounded Liu Qingfeng, how could this not shock him?
"Didn't you say that One-star War Gods also have varying levels of strength?"
Jiang Wuming walked towards Liu Qingfeng, replying.
"Pfft—"
Upon hearing this, Liu Qingfeng's body trembled, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Jiang Wuming's words were like sharp daggers, piercing his heart, shattering the pride he held as the head of the Liu family and a One-star War God, and filling him with immense humiliation!
However—
Despite the humiliation, Liu Qingfeng understood the principle of the victor being king and the vanquished being a bandit. He didn't engage in a war of words with Jiang Wuming, but instead, stared intently at him, asking the greatest question on his mind: "Who… who exactly are you?"
"Tell me the truth about my father's death, and I'll tell you the answer."
Jiang Wuming stopped in front of Liu Qingfeng, looking down at him.
"Twelve years ago, Yuan Zeping found me and asked me to assist him in staging an accident to kill your father.
That day, Yuan Zeping caused a car accident, but your father was a martial artist. He reacted quickly and tried to abandon the car to escape, but as he opened the car door, I sealed it shut."
Liu Qingfeng hesitated for a moment before revealing the truth of that year, adding, "It was the Yuan family who wanted to kill your father and deal with the Su family, not the Liu family!"
"Why did the Yuan family want to kill my father and deal with the Su family?"
Jiang Wuming narrowed his eyes, knowing that Liu Qingfeng was willing to reveal the inside story of that year mainly to distance the Liu family from the incident and indicate that it was his and the Yuan family's doing.
"I don't know. I merely had a transaction with Yuan Zeping and didn't ask him why he did it."
Liu Qingfeng answered again, then added, "Who are you?"
"The Hall Master of the War Dragon Hall."
Jiang Wuming turned off his invisible camera and replied in a deep voice.
"What… what? You're actually the Hall Master of the War Dragon Hall?"
Liu Qingfeng looked at Jiang Wuming as if he had seen a ghost.
As the head of the Liu family, he had naturally heard of the War Dragon Hall's reputation and knew about the deeds of its Hall Master.
"No, I remember the Hall Master of the War Dragon Hall once killed a Two-star War God! Although you're incredibly strong, you couldn't possibly kill a Two-star War God across realms!
Moreover, if you were the Hall Master of the War Dragon Hall, the Military Department wouldn't be unaware and allow you to act with such impunity!
Who are you??"
After a brief shock, Liu Qingfeng babbled a string of words, completely disbelieving that Jiang Wuming was the Hall Master of the War Dragon Hall.
Swish!
This time, Jiang Wuming said nothing more. Instead, he bent down, grabbed Liu Qingfeng by the neck, and lifted him as if he were a hawk catching a chick.
"You… what are you going to do?"
Liu Qingfeng, held aloft by Jiang Wuming, unable to move, felt an inexplicable panic.
There was no response.
Jiang Wuming, carrying Liu Qingfeng, flickered his body and returned to Su Shirong's tomb. He then threw Liu Qingfeng onto the ground and stepped on his neck.
Liu Qingfeng prostrated himself before Su Shirong's tombstone, as if offering an apology and penance!
"Dad, those who caused your death will be dealt with one by one. He's not the first, nor will he be the last!"
Jiang Wuming said, then applied pressure with his foot, snapping Liu Qingfeng's neck.
His blood-stained head, resting before the tombstone, became the final offering!
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ps: I apologize. I had some matters to attend to these past two days, which affected the updates. I will strive to resume normal updates tomorrow.