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Song of Adolescence (Web Novel) - Chapter 444 Kill Kill Kill
Chapter 444 Kill Kill Kill
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Nine years ago, the Hidden River experienced their own Night of Blood.
After that night, Su Changhe put on a silver mask to cover the scars left by that night, wore a black robe and became the new Patriarch of the Hidden River.
As for Su Muyu, he took off the mask that he wore as "Kui" and became the Hidden River Head of Su House.
All the Hidden River teachers of the older generation and all the heads of houses disappeared from the world that night, leaving only the Head of Xie House, Xie Qidao. They formed a new Hidden River. A younger and more terrifying Hidden River.
Su Muyu walked forward step by step, and the black aura surrounding Su Changhe's hands became thicker and thicker.
There was a lot they could say to each other, because they were brothers who had been through so much so many times.
But they also understood that there was no need to say anymore. Between the two of them, once they made a decision, neither would easily change their mind.
Su Muyu leaped into the air and swung the light sword in his hand. With a tip of his toes, his entire person instantly turned into a whirlwind that charged straight for Su Changhe.
Su Changhe struck heavily with his fist, and collided directly with the tip of the sword.
The whole length of the thin sword bent into a curve. Su Muyu paused for a moment before he jumped into the air. He tugged sharply with his left hand and the seventeen flying blades swept back towards him, aiming straight for Su Changhe.
Su Changhe knew better than anyone how powerful this sword array was. He retreated sharply to dodge the sharp blades of the flying swords.
He had no sword power nor that indescribable sword aura. Every sword that Su Muyu wielded was a true and proper sword.
A killing sword.
This was Su Muyu, the cold-blooded killer who controlled the ultimate killing technique, using just his pair of hands and the extraordinary skills in his hands. The blade wires and art of puppetry were not considered advanced skills in the Hidden River. Within the Su House, at least one third of their killers were considered proficient in these skills, but only two people had ever reached the realm that Su Muyu now possessed. One was Su Shiba, who was named after his sword, and the other was Su Muyu.
The eighteen sharp blades danced in the air, gleaming with cold light. Even Su Changhe had to admire the exquisiteness of this skill. Su Muyu had already retreated over ten steps. He stuck the thin sword in his hand into the ground and started controlling the remaining seventeen thin swords to dance in the air. As if they were being controlled by a divine being, the swords danced wildly, defying all rules. But the one who controlled them was Su Muyu's hands.
Su Muyu had already mastered his two-handed blade formation technique, something that Su Shiba never even mastered back then.
Su Changhe frowned slightly. Even he did not know about this. All these years, even he had never grasped Su Muyu's true strength.
However, Su Changhe watched that cold and deadly sword dance in the air and sensed an increasing surge of killing intent. The flying swords were just revolving around him and did not really launch an attack.
Until Su Muyu's hands pulled down slightly.
Finally, one of the thin swords thrusted towards Su Changhe, and Su Changhe also moved. With a wave of his long sleeves, all of his qi exploded violently. He stood where he was and struck one fist after another.
Within an instant, the crisp metallic sounds rang out and broken swords scattered all around.
Su Changhe sneered. "Su Muyu, you still don't get it. In the face of absolute power, that killing technique that you're so proud of is nothing but a circus act!"
At that moment, Su Muyu seemed to see Su Changhe when he was a child.
Back then, Su Changhe was still a stubborn youth, falling down again and again under the sword of his teacher. His teacher said, "You are a talentless piece of waste." Su Changhe shook his head and looked at his teacher, his eyes full of loathing. "You're stronger than me now, so you have the right to call me a piece of waste. But one day, I will give these words back to you."
Su Muyu sighed lightly, and his eyes suddenly changed.
The indifference in them suddenly disappeared, and were replaced by a blazing killing intent.
Su Muyu pulled his left hand with all his strength, then suddenly released it. The thin swords that were flying in the air suddenly lost their support and they poured down like the evening rain. Su Muyu waved the sword in his hand and jumped towards Su Changhe.
Su Changhe's long robe was suddenly swept up by a gust of wind. He was startled and he stared at Su Muyu.
This gust of wind was his sword wind, and this force was a sword power!
Su Changhe suddenly felt a little dazed, as if he was standing in the middle of the wilderness, where there was nothing but a small wooden hut. A man holding an umbrella stood there silently as he raised his head to look at the falling raindrops.
Su Changhe once said jokingly to Su Muyu, "Why is it that every time I see you, I feel like it's going to rain and our surroundings are overgrown?"
Back then, Su Muyu simply laughed and didn't say much.
But at this moment, Su Changhe finally realised that this was Su Muyu cultivating his own sword power. Although he had always regarded himself as practising the art of killing, deep down, perhaps he once thought of himself as a true swordsman.
The swordsman, Su Muyu.
Su Changhe closed his eyes. He never thought that he would have to resort to using this move so early. In the battle with Lei Clan Fort, he absorbed Grandmaster Tang's internal energy to feed his Yama's Devil Palm. Although he only managed to absorb one-tenth of the internal energy, Su Changhe soon discovered that his body seemed to be undergoing some subtle changes.
But he continued to observe these changes carefully.
Li Hanyi once entered Spirit Wandering in the midst of their fight, and finally suffered qi deviation.
Zhao Yuzhen killed the three Tang Clan elders, injured two Heads of Houses and Su Changhe was forced to retreat by that sword. That sword was clearly in the Spirit Wandering realm, but in the end, he died from a single pear blossom needle.
And just now Luo Qingyang also suddenly broke through his realm, but he almost lost his mind soon after. He suffered a serious injury and was even more vulnerable than before.
The Spirit Wandering Profound Realm. Since it was the pinnacle, then on top of the pinnacle, there must be some sort of prohibition.
But since Su Muyu had already used his ultimate killing move, Su Changhe had no choice but to use his strongest palm strike.
"Enter Spirit Wandering for an instant. Return to the Heavenly Realm in an instant," Su Changhe recited this phrase in silence, then his eyes snapped open.
He pushed his palm out!
Not even the previous Patriarch had ever used this level of Yama's Devil Palm, charged with nine-tenths of his power.
Su Muyu calmly watched his Rainbow sword fracture inch by inch under Su Changhe's palm and sighed softly. "Today, I've lost to you."
Su Changhe scoffed coldly. "Back then, you passed over the position of Patriarch and gave it to me."
Su Muyu withdrew his sword and retreated hastily. Su Changhe struck him with one palm and he flew backwards. Su Muyu tumbled onto the ground, bleeding from his chest. He forced himself to draw his sword again but Su Changhe kicked his foot lightly, sending one of the broken swords on the ground flying into the air.
"Born from the sword, die by the sword. You have shedded your guise as a murderer, so die as a swordsman." Su Changhe flicked his finger, and the broken sword flew towards Su Muyu.
But, there was a 'ding' sound. The broken sword was deflected by a flying sword that came out of nowhere.
Su Changhe raised his head.
There was Wushuang, sitting on the roof eaves and next to him, the Unrivaled Sword Casket was left open pompously. He dangled his legs over the edge and spoke mildly to Su Muyu, who was lying on the ground. "Uncle, didn't I say so? You're a swordsman. "
