Song of Adolescence
Chapter 121 Sword Decapitates with Fury

Chapter 121 Sword Decapitates with Fury

Wuxin watched as the Wrath Sword Immortal Yan Zhantian walked towards him step by step, a faint smile still hanging on the corner of his own mouth. "Senior Wrath Sword Immortal, forgive this junior for being rude, but I still want to ask. You and I have never encountered each other, why do we need to force ourselves to choose between life and death?"

Yan Zhantian stopped and said, "Since you know who I am, aren’t you stupid for asking this question?" His actions never left room for negotiation, never asked if killing was right or wrong. When Yan Zhantian killed, it was never a matter of reason. But Yan Zhantian paused slightly, and continued, "But this time, I am willing to answer your question. Because you are Ye Dingzhi's son. The one thing I regret most in my life is not getting a chance to duel with your father. "

"So you’re here to bully the son?" Wuxin spread his hands and looked helpless. "This is not something elders should do, right?"

Yan Zhantian shook his head. "So I want to kill you and relieve my anger."

"Senior, it's not that easy to kill me." Wuxin smiled slightly and waved his sleeves. He gave off an air of confidence and ease.

"Oh?" Yan Zhantian suddenly raised the sword in his hand and walked forward step by step, faster and faster. "Why is it not easy?"

"Because I can run!" Wuxin whipped around, rushed on ahead, yelling as he ran, "Ming Hou, let’s run, we can't handle this guy!"

Yan Zhantian jumped up immediately, raised the Army Destroyer sword in his hand, and slashed down at Wuxin and Ming Hou.

It was Sword Drawn with Fury followed by Sword Decapitates with Fury!

Ming Hou felt the vigorous sword intent behind him, and subconsciously wanted to turn his head back. Wuxin immediately pushed him back and shouted angrily, "Don't look back!"

But, Yan Zhantian's sword had already come down!

Wuxin suddenly turned around and leaped in one jump, silver light gleaming all over his sleeves. He waved his sleeves, and rolled up Yan Zhantian's Army Destroyer sword.

"Without Law Without Form skill." Yan Zhantian's voice revealed a bit of excitement. "Is this the martial arts used by Ye Dingzhi back then? Good!"

Wuxin's eyes glinted with golden light, and he gave a charming smile. "Not good enough!"

He used both his sleeves to roll up Yan Zhantian's Army Destroyer sword, but was forced backwards by the sword’s power. The two slid across the ground for nearly tens of zhang, while Wuxin's qi accelerated several times, but he still couldn't stop Yan Zhantian's domineering and forceful sword power. Finally, his sleeves were ripped to pieces by the Army Destroyer sword.

"Die!" Yan Zhantian swung his sword. Wuxin's whole body flew out, he inhaled suddenly, and spat out a mouthful of blood at Yan Zhantian, a silver light was mingled in the blood.

It was a hidden weapon formed by blood that Tang Lian used in Beauty Villa that day—Bloodfrost Leaf.

Yan Zhantian raised his sword and easily deflected the needle-like blade.

Wuxin suddenly collapsed and was bodily lifted by Ming Hou. Ming Hou didn't seem to hesitate even a moment, before he immediately turned around and rushed ahead.

Yan Zhantian sheathed his Army Destroyer sword again. He’d used two sword moves and yet, failed to kill a seventeen-year-old youth. This would have been unbearable for him in the past. However, this snow white charming monk…

"How very interesting." Yan Zhantian thought about it for a while, then began his chase in the same direction Ming Hou and Wuxin fled.

Meanwhile, Grandmaster Tang of the Tang Clan was sitting in his own Xiaochen Pavilion, his hand tapping lightly on the back of a chair. He should have two guests coming to visit, but now none of them have come. He had been in charge of the Tang Clan for nearly 30 years, and he had always handled all matters calmly, but this time, he felt a little anxious. He took a sip from his teacup and murmured, "When people get old, the things we worry about also increases."

Tang Huang, Tang Xuan, Tang Qisha, the three leaders of the middle generation of Tang Clan, were guarding outside the Xiaochen Pavilion, waiting for the arrival of the distinguished guests at the order of the Grandmaster. However, the guests continued to be late, and the three were also getting a little anxious inside. Tang Huang frowned slightly. "Did the Grandmaster tell you who the guests are?"

Tang Xuan shook his head. "No, Grandmaster only said that they were very important guests, but he didn't divulge their identities."

Tang Qisha looked at Tang Huang. "Tang Huang, you were with Grandmaster outside the Lianyue Pavilion earlier. Didn't he mention the identity of the visitor to you? You are the person in charge of the Outer School, and you should have knowledge of such matters."

Tang Huang thought for a while and said, "Grandmaster only told me about one of the guests, saying he had an odd temperament, and if he met someone he didn’t like, he would kill them with one sword. With this description, and the fact that Grandmaster was treating him so importantly…"

The three of them glanced at each other, and said the three words in unison, "Wrath Sword Immortal!"

"Then, who is the other person who’s treated just as importantly as the Wrath Sword Immortal?" Tang Huang frowned slightly, his words hesitating.

Tang Qisha lowered his head to think, and suddenly realised a black shadow had flashed across the ground. He was taken aback for a moment, leaned down, and used his right hand which was wearing the Heaven Roller glove to grab a small spider from the ground. He frowned and observed, "Spider?"

"Spider? Why would a spider appear suddenly?" Tang Xuan was taken aback, then he whipped his head around. Right behind the three of them was a large stretch of ground covered with spiders. The three of them were shocked, and they immediately drew hidden weapons into their hands.

"My three shixiong, no need for panic." A gentle and charming voice sounded. After the group of spiders, there was a woman in her thirties. She was wearing a dark red dress, her brows were full of charm, and her eyes rippled with amusement and an amorous glance.

"Who are you?" Tang Huang asked coldly.

The charming woman’s figure trembled with allure as she covered her mouth, and sighed demurely. "I am the guest you are waiting for."

"The guest we’re waiting for? What's your name?" Tang Huang thought about it for a while, but couldn't think of where this woman came from.

"This humble one is Mu Yumo. I’ve never been well-known, and I haven’t been seen in the martial world for ten years. Everyone should have forgotten me. I’m a disgrace to my Tang-shixiong." The woman blinked her eyes slowly at Tang Huang. With a light wave of her finger, the group of spiders disappeared in an instant.

Tang Huang suddenly thought of a name, or rather, it was a code name. No one knew the name of Mu Yumo, but that code name was very famous ten years ago.

"Spider Mistress?" Tang Huang whispered.

"That’s truly a long-lost name." Mu Yumo's eyes suddenly showed a bit of nostalgia, and her voice became misty. "Every time I hear it, I seem to be able to recall all that happened in the past."

"Tang Huang, the guest has waited too long. Let the guest in." Grandmaster’s voice was heavy as it came from inside the pavilion. Tang Huang and the others immediately withdrew. Mu Yumo gently caressed Tang Huang's face, gave him a pretty smile, and slowly walked into the pavilion.

"The guest that is meeting the Grandmaster is… “ Tang Qisha asked in a low voice, still puzzled.

Looking at Mu Yumo's alluring figure, Tang Huang said solemnly, "Hidden River, Mu House."