# Chapter 249: Lin Feng, Commander
"Do you dare?"
Duan Tianlang roared angrily, his feet about to step forward as a surging killing intent radiated from his body. Lin Feng actually wanted to kill Duan Han, kill his son. How could Duan Tianlang possibly allow this?
"Stay."
A soft shout came forth, the aura of freezing heaven and earth overwhelmingly powerful. Meng Qing took a step forward, instantly arriving before Duan Tianlang.
Duan Tianlang was a Mysterious Martial Realm expert. If Lin Feng wanted to kill Duan Han, how could Duan Tianlang not stop him? Meng Qing would naturally act—there was no need for Lin Feng to say it. This was a kind of tacit understanding.
"Crack!"
The cold aura once again froze heaven and earth. Duan Tianlang's expression stiffened, turning ugly. A surging sword intent was released from his body.
Duan Tianlang possessed bloodline power, a bloodline martial soul. However, his bloodline power was thin and not strong enough. Therefore, he had awakened a second martial soul—a sword martial soul. His son, Duan Han, also possessed a sword martial soul.
Twin martial souls!
A long sword pointed toward the sky. Duan Tianlang roared angrily. That martial soul sword seemed to merge with the sword in his hand, both slashing down simultaneously.
At the same time, Lin Feng slowly stepped toward Duan Han, his steps light. But every step made Duan Han's heart pound, his feet continuously retreating backward.
"In the past, when you led the Cloud Sea Sect, how proud and confident you were. Now, why are you like a stray dog, shrinking back from battle?"
Lin Feng mocked, not in a hurry to kill Duan Han. He trusted Meng Qing's strength. He wanted to leave Duan Tianlang with an unforgettable memory—to make him watch helplessly as Duan Han died before his eyes, powerless to stop it.
Lin Feng wanted Duan Tianlang to understand: do not bully a youth for being poor. In the past, Duan Tianlang could be utterly domineering, slaughtering at will. Today, Lin Feng could also make him watch his son die, watch how Lin Feng domineeringly dealt with his son.
Watching Lin Feng's slowly advancing footsteps, the hearts of the distant crowd also pounded heavily.
Lin Feng was going to kill Duan Han, the son of the Celestial Wolf King, a descendant of the Duan Clan. And Second Prince Duan Wuya—he did not stop it. He had tacitly approved of Lin Feng's actions.
"Slash!"
Seeing Lin Feng's body continuously approaching, Duan Tianlang roared angrily. His long sword slashed down from the air. Endless sword qi tore through the frozen world, cracking sounds continuously echoing out.
"Ice Diamond!"
Meng Qing shouted softly. Her palm trembled, and a huge diamond-shaped ice crystal instantly materialized, sealing Duan Tianlang's sword within it, even freezing Duan Tianlang's hand.
Lin Feng was now even closer to Duan Han. A vast and fierce killing intent enveloped Duan Han. Under this killing intent, Duan Han didn't even have the courage to resist. The killing aura on Lin Feng's body alone was enough to make his heart tremble with fear.
"Now, do you feel fear? When you stood on the mountaintop, coldly watching the people of Cloud Sea Sect being slaughtered, were you pleased? When you father and son massacred hundreds of thousands of soldiers, did you feel a sense of accomplishment?"
Lin Feng's voice carried a hint of evil aura, making Duan Han's heart grow colder and colder.
"Roar…"
Duan Tianlang roared furiously, actually abandoning his sword, his body stepping toward Duan Han beside him.
"Ice Heart!"
Meng Qing shouted softly. Duan Tianlang's entire body trembled violently, feeling as if his heart was frozen. Fresh blood directly seeped from his mouth, flowing down the corner of his lips.
But Duan Tianlang completely ignored it. His eyes held only Duan Han—his son must not die.
"Here it comes!"
A trace of icy smile appeared at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth. His feet trembled, and his figure suddenly vanished, formless and traceless.
"Kill!"
A soft shout came from the void. In the crowd's line of sight, a dazzling cross-shaped beam of light bloomed in the void, appearing out of nowhere—brilliant, blinding.
"Chi…"
Blood turned into a blood sword, spraying from Duan Han's neck, vaguely forming a cross—a cross-shaped blood line.
Duan Tianlang's footsteps stopped. His mouth hung open. He felt an endless chill penetrating his entire body, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He stared blankly ahead. His son, Duan Han, lifted his head slightly. On his neck was a cross-shaped mark, where blood gushed wildly.
"Duan Han!"
A hoarse voice shouted from Duan Tianlang's mouth. His body trembled as he embraced Duan Han's body. But he only saw Duan Han's lips twitching, wanting to speak, but his severed throat wouldn't let him utter a single word.
In just a moment, he fell into Duan Tianlang's arms.
"Cough, cough!"
Duan Tianlang coughed up a mouthful of bright red blood, his face deathly pale. Dead. His son was killed by Lin Feng, right before his eyes, when he was within arm's reach—Lin Feng had struck.
Body like an illusion, formless and traceless—Cross Shadow Kill!
"Does it hurt, Duan Tianlang? When you annihilated Cloud Sea Sect, killing everyone, and massacred hundreds of thousands of soldiers, you were proud and confident then. Did you ever think that their loved ones would feel this same pain?"
Lin Feng turned his back to Duan Tianlang, speaking softly.
"Lin Feng!"
Duan Tianlang roared, a mad killing intent radiating from his body.
"You don't need to roar. I understand your hatred, your desire to cut me into a thousand pieces. Because my hatred for you is only greater than your hatred for me."
Lin Feng's voice was calm, speaking lightly: "Today, this is our personal grudge. In the future, if you have the chance, feel free to kill me. If one day I can kill you, I will show no mercy either."
Lin Feng said this, then turned around. His body trembled, returning to his original position. Then he said to Duan Wuya: "Your Highness, I will take my leave now."
Duan Tianlang nodded slightly, saying: "Lin Feng, I will wait for you by the lake of Longing Forest."
Lin Feng hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Alright."
With that, Lin Feng waved his hand. Although those Crimson Blood Heavenly Sword members wore bronze masks, their eyes now shone with a stirring, blood-boiling spirit.
Many of them had once been people of Cloud Sea Sect. Duan Tianlang and Duan Han had slaughtered Cloud Sea Sect, carving slave marks on their faces. This hatred was irreconcilable.
Seeing Lin Feng kill Duan Han and infuriate Duan Tianlang, how could they not be excited?
Coldly sweeping his gaze over Duan Tianlang, this group turned around, following Lin Feng as they mounted their warhorses, then galloped away.
Duan Tianlang did not lose his reason due to anger. He had already been injured by Meng Qing. With Meng Qing present, it was impossible for him to kill Lin Feng. If he forcibly tried to take Lin Feng's life, Meng Qing would only injure him further.
Since when did Lin Feng have such a powerful woman by his side, veiled in light gauze?
"Lin Feng, if I, Duan Tianlang, do not kill you, I am not a man."
Duan Tianlang embraced Duan Han's increasingly cold corpse, letting out a long howl, his voice extremely venomous.
A cold wind blew over the crowd, sending chills through their bodies. Watching the gradually disappearing figure, they all knew that in Snow Moon Kingdom, a dazzling genius was rising.
Burning the city with fire, killing hundreds of thousands of enemies; riding a thousand miles alone, rescuing the princess; killing a commander, storming the imperial city, saving the Divine Arrow General from the Celestial Wolf King's hands; being enfeoffed as a marquis and appointed general—a single flash of cold light extinguishing Duan Han. Lin Feng's name would shake all of Snow Moon.
Outside the imperial city, an army gathered together. The city gates opened wide, and a line of iron cavalry galloped out. Instantly, the crowd's gazes all turned toward them.
Lin Feng looked at this army, his gaze freezing slightly, revealing a trace of doubt. He urged his horse forward.
At the same time, three figures came forward. These three were none other than Central Army Commander Ren Qingkuang, Left Army Commander Feng Yuhan, and Right Army Commander Lei Qingtian.
"Uncle Liu and the rest of the army?"
Lin Feng arrived before the three, asking. The army currently stationed outside the imperial city all wore red armor, riding crimson blood warhorses—all of them were the Crimson Blood Legion. The armies of the other commanders were no longer here.
No one spoke. At this moment, the crowd all looked at Lin Feng. Then, a neat sound rang out. All the members of the Crimson Blood Legion dismounted from their horses, then knelt on one knee.
"Crimson Blood Legion pays respects to the Commander!"
The resounding voice shook heaven and earth, drawing the gazes of everyone on the city wall and the distant crowd. Lin Feng was also stunned for a moment.
"All of you, rise. What are you doing?"
Lin Feng quickly said.
"Lin Feng!"
Ren Qingkuang urged his horse to Lin Feng's side, looking at him, and said: "Lin Feng, the General has disbanded the army."
"Disbanded the army?"
Lin Feng's body trembled slightly. Liu Canglan, what was he doing?
"However, except for a few people, no one wanted to leave. They still wanted to follow the General. But the General only took the rest of the people back to Broken Blade City, leaving us here to wait for you."
"Wait for me?"
"Yes, wait for you." Ren Qingkuang's gaze was solemn. He slowly said: "Lin Feng, the General said that if our military forces guard Broken Blade City, when the Moyue army invades, we would simply be slaughtered, with no power to resist. Therefore, the General left all the elite forces, the Crimson Blood Legion, and the three of us behind."
"Lin Feng, now that you have been enfeoffed as Crimson Blood Marquis, with your fief in Yangzhou City, you can have your own private army. The General ordered us to follow you from now on, no longer serving Snow Moon, but becoming your private army, going to your fief, Yangzhou City. From now on, the Crimson Blood Legion will obey your commands, including the three of us."
Ren Qingkuang's words made Lin Feng's heart tremble violently. Liu Canglan had left the elite Crimson Blood Legion and the three commanders all behind—for him, to be Lin Feng's private army.
After all, he was now a feudal lord. Yangzhou City could accommodate a private army.
Liu Canglan had despaired of Snow Moon, but he himself still had to go guard that land he had protected for over a decade.
The people behind Lin Feng, beneath their bronze masks, their eyes flashed with sharp light. Such an elite army, from now on following Lin Feng, was Lin Feng's private army.
Then, Cloud Sea Sect…
"Hu…" Lin Feng looked up at the sky, then took a deep breath. He looked at Ren Qingkuang and the others. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and he said: "I, agree!"