Super Asura System

C310 The Sword of Sorrow



C310 The Sword of Sorrow

Mo Lingfeng was playing the zither as he walked. The sound of the zither was extremely sad, and there was a hint of tiredness in it. It was as if he had seen through the world, but he had no choice but to move forward.    

    

A long sigh came from the side. A middle-aged man with a pair of wise eyes appeared beside him. His eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life, and at the same time, he was filled with helplessness.    

    

Mo Lingfeng did not seem to see him at all. He continued to play the zither by himself. The middle-aged man did not seem to care and just listened quietly by the side.    

    

The middle-aged man suddenly sighed and said, "It has been a long time since I have been so calm. Think about how many years it has been. Hundreds of years or even thousands of years."    

    

Mo Lingfeng stopped playing the guqin and said sadly, "If my heart is dead, then what is the use of living for thousands of years."    

    

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "I am the patriarch of the Skin Flayers, Lin Hui. Your Human Clan is indeed an existence that we look up to. When the time comes, there will always be talented people appearing."    

    

Mo Lingfeng smiled sadly and said, "I am only in the middle. Compared to that person, I am like a firefly and a bright moon. If you can see him one day, you will truly be impressed."    

    

Lin Hui said with some sadness, "It seems that this is another story that cannot be seen in the light. Your Human Clan is always like this. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been involved by the God Clan in the past.    

    

We clearly can solve our own problems, but in the end, we became someone else's vassals. It was because I wasn't willing to accept this that I joined the Devil Clan.    

    

It's a pity that I was wrong. Such a wrong decision buried the fate of the entire family. Now that we are trapped here, we can only struggle for our last breath."    

    

Mo Lingfeng gave him a deep look and said," You gave me a very strange feeling. It seems that even my master isn't a match for you, but I can't feel any threat from you. "    

    

Lin Hui said with a smile, "My biggest achievement here is to have a son, and my son is not willing to be ordinary. He always wants to go out and have a walk.    

    

He always wants to let our Skinner live under the sun again. As a father, how can I not satisfy him? I used nearly a thousand years.    

    

Finally, I came up with a solution, which is to use myself as a container and concentrate 90% of the sealing power on my body.    

    

This way, I can open the gap and send my tribe members outside. Although they can't stay for too long, they have to come back and start anew once in a while.    

    

However, I don't care, nor do I need to care."    

    

Mo Lingfeng smiled faintly and said," What you said makes sense. Although my cultivation base is suppressed, my eyesight will not change, and my experience for thousands of years will not change.    

    

With your experience and means, it's not difficult for you to kill someone with a higher cultivation base than you. Besides, it's similar to your opponent's behavior. You do have the confidence to do so.    

    

However, don't underestimate anyone. You are willing to tell me these things because you think you can defeat me. However, there is still one in ten thousand, aren't you afraid? "    

    

Lin Hui laughed loudly and said," You're an interesting person. What do you think I should be afraid of? So what if I let you out? Could it be that your Human Clan is going to kill all of us, the Skin Flayers?"    

    

Mo Lingfeng sighed and said, "There is no need for that. But I have to experience your martial arts. You shouldn't have walked within ten steps of me."    

    

As he spoke, he moved his finger slightly and shot out a Sword-light from Hu Qin. This Sword-light was as fast as lightning, and it contained boundless killing intent, causing people to shiver from the bottom of their hearts.    

    

Lin Hui's smile didn't change. She gently stretched out two fingers and pinched the void, directly clamping the Sword-light. Both of her fingers were like iron, and the Sword-light couldn't move forward at all.    

    

A thin sword appeared. The entire sword was trembling slightly, as if it was filled with unwillingness, but there was nothing it could do.    

    

Lin Hui smiled and said, "Your Ten Steps Killing Strike is indeed very powerful, but it's a pity that it has no effect on me. Even the God of Slaughter Nameless could not kill me back then."    

    

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and passed the sword back to Mo Lingfeng. Mo Lingfeng was silent. He reached out his hand to grab the sword hilt and inserted it back into Hu Qin.    

    

Lin Hui smiled and said, "This sword of yours is not enough to satisfy me. If you can't come up with a new technique, then you can only die."    

    

Mo Lingfeng shook his head gently and pulled Hu Qin up again. The tune was especially sad, which made people feel depressed. Tears flowed down uncontrollably.    

    

The sound became lower and lower. An invisible Sword Qi was mixed with the sound of the zither and suddenly shot out. This Sword Qi was drifting and unpredictable, making people unable to guard against it.    

    

A strange look flashed across Lin Hui's eyes. Her expression became a little more serious. She waved her sleeve and slapped out. With a bang, the Sword Qi was shattered and his sleeve was also shattered.    

    

He nodded and said, "This sound wave sword of yours is quite interesting. Unfortunately, it's still not enough. Rather than letting you die in the hands of the Devil Clan, I might as well kill you now."    

    

Mo Lingfeng didn't say anything. Instead, a drop of tears fell from his eyes. The Sword-light flashed again. The speed of this sword wasn't fast, but time and space seemed to have stopped.    

    

He saw a sword slowly stabbing towards Xu Hui's throat. He stood there in a daze, as if he had lost his mind. Just as the Sword-light was about to reach his throat.    

    

A bright light flashed in his eyes. His neck twisted, and the Sword-light flew past his neck, leaving a faint trace of blood.    

    

It was as if Mo Lingfeng had been fished out of the water. His clothes were already drenched. He slowly inserted the thin sword back into Hu Qin's neck and pulled it up again.    

    

Lin Hui touched her neck and cut it with her finger. The wound immediately disappeared.    

    

He nodded and said, "Your sword is really brilliant. It can lock down time and space. Unfortunately, the sadness in your heart is not enough. You are still a little bit away from it.    

    

I'll let you go today. I hope that you can perfect this sword strike. If the Devil Clan comes again in the future, I hope that I can witness the power of your sword strike."    

    

Mo Lingfeng coughed lightly and said," It seems that I really overestimated myself in the past. But I won't let you down. I'll take my leave then. "    

    

Lin Hui looked to the side once again and said to herself, "Finally, I see a glimmer of hope. Why do I always feel nervous every time I make a choice?"    

    

Lin Tianyu lightly shook the wine glass in his hand and said with a smile, "Ginger is indeed spicy when it's old. It seems that I need to have a good talk with father. You guys go and take a look at Yan Gang. If that kid can't kill him... You guys can do it yourselves. "    

    

Zhao Yiming clapped his hands and looked at the Spirit Sword Twin Heroes on the ground. Then he looked at Yan Gang with a smile.    

    


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