722. His Weapon Keeps Knocking Mine Away / 723. I Have to Set a Trap

His heart was filled with confidence. He believed that he could now kill these Skeleton Mages, so he charged swiftly at one of them, gripping his longsword and unleashing Sweeping Thousand Armies.

At that moment, the sword seemed to contain boundless power. As it slashed out, it actually tore through space, creating a rift.

After slashing with his sword, Izayoi did not remain idle. His right fist slammed into the Skeleton Mage’s chest.

The Skeleton Mage was sent flying backward, coughing up blood from Izayoi’s punch, while Izayoi’s body swayed unsteadily.

At this moment, two more Skeleton Mages rushed over. Their faces were cold and sinister as they looked at Izayoi, each holding a sharp longsaber.

Cold light gleamed from the blades of those two sabers. One could tell at a glance that they were no ordinary weapons. Their goal was simple: to take advantage of Izayoi’s weakness and brutally kill him with their sabers.

"Are you here to die too?" Izayoi sneered and charged forward.

Izayoi easily killed them, then released powerful energy to kill all the Skeleton Mages.

At that moment, he seemed to receive a summons and entered a room. A book lay on the table inside the room.

Constantly Knocked Away by the Opponent’s Weapons

Izayoi looked at the book on the table. Faint energy fluctuations were actually emanating from it. He walked over to the table, sat down, and picked up the book. The instant he saw the first page, he was stunned by it.

An extremely astonished expression appeared on his face. "What kind of book is this? After just one glance, the energy in my body has become much stronger. And there are even such miraculous cultivation techniques inside this book."

"This is simply unbelievable. And these words, patterns, and images are even clearer than my own memories. This is truly incredible."

Izayoi carefully studied the book in his hands, turning its pages one by one. The more he read, the more shocked he became. In the end, his brows were tightly furrowed.

The contents of the book were far too profound. Izayoi read for a long time without understanding them, yet the book suddenly began to change.

Buzz! This time, Izayoi saw the book emit a ray of light. The light enveloped his entire body, and then Izayoi’s body slowly floated into the air.

As he hovered in midair, his head gradually tilted upward, and a startled expression appeared on his face.

After a while, the book fell back down. Izayoi then continued reading it. Every time he turned a page, his strength increased slightly.

The book actually had such an effect. Izayoi was extremely delighted, though he also found it somewhat unbelievable.

Izayoi turned the pages one by one, and his expression gradually became solemn. He had not expected such a cultivation technique to exist within this book.

This cultivation technique was truly miraculous. It could even make him stronger. It was simply heaven-defying.

After some time, he finally finished the book. By then, he had fully comprehended its contents, and his strength had increased severalfold compared to before.

A hearty smile appeared on his face. "Haha, I never expected such miraculous things to exist in this book. It can even grant someone this kind of power. This is incredible."

Just then, a man in black appeared before him. "Kid, you dare barge in here? You’re courting death!"

The man in black drew his sword and stabbed it toward Izayoi.

Izayoi snorted coldly and flashed aside, dodging the attack. However, the man in black seemed to have already anticipated that Izayoi would react so quickly.

He was extremely fast, and his strength was not weak either. He was actually evenly matched with Izayoi.

However, Izayoi’s combat techniques were clearly more refined than those of the man in black. His movements were extremely agile, and he was incredibly fast.

The man in black had not expected him to react so quickly either, and for the moment, he could only remain deadlocked with Izayoi.

The man in black glanced at the wound on his body, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

He suddenly pulled a talisman from his robe. After crushing it, a streak of red light shot out and flew straight toward Izayoi.

Bang! The red light struck Izayoi’s left shoulder, knocking his entire body to the ground.

How could this be? This talisman is actually so powerful?

Izayoi climbed up from the ground, greatly shocked because the flesh on his left shoulder had been mangled.

He reached out and touched the mangled flesh on his left shoulder, sneered, and drew his sword to stab at the man in black!

He was simply too fast. With a single strike, he killed the man in black.

I Must Set a Trap

After leaving the room, Izayoi suddenly heard the sound of wind slicing through the air. A group of men in black appeared before him. Their faces were full of coldness as they looked at Izayoi. "Kid, you dared to come in here? You’re courting death!"

As they spoke, they quickly drew their weapons and charged at Izayoi.

They were far too strong. Izayoi was no match for them at all.

But Izayoi knew that if he admitted defeat now, he would forever lose his chance to leave this place. That was something he was unwilling to accept.

Therefore, he had to keep fighting.

Izayoi struggled to block the longswords stabbing toward him with the sword in his hand.

But their strength was truly too great, and they were incredibly fast. Almost every swing came with a piercing whistle.

Though their swordsmanship was exquisite, their attacks were simply too dense. Izayoi could only barely dodge and found it difficult to fend them off.

His sword was constantly knocked away by their weapons, and his body was struck repeatedly. Yet their attacks did not stop. Instead, they continued charging at him as though they wanted to kill Izayoi.

Izayoi gritted his teeth and endured it. He knew he absolutely could not give up. Once he gave up, his situation would become dangerous.

Thus, he fought with the men in black for dozens of exchanges, but Izayoi still failed to defeat them.

Just then, the men in black sneered. One after another, they drew the swords at their waists, preparing to kill Izayoi here.

Izayoi hurriedly summoned a protective barrier around his body. He could not allow himself to suffer any further injury, or he would completely lose his chance to leave this place.

"Kid, tonight, we’ll send you to the grave!"

The men in black attacked even more fiercely, each move slashing toward Izayoi like thunder and lightning.

Izayoi struggled to dodge, but he had no solution. He kept using the techniques of his sword to block them, but several times he nearly had his skin cut open by the black-clad men’s sharp blades. Some parts of his skin had already been sliced open with several wounds.

Yet he still did not retreat, because he believed that as long as he held on, he would have a chance to win.

Izayoi’s eyes turned bloodshot as madness surged into his heart. He clenched his teeth and desperately blocked their attacks, but he realized that his stamina was gradually being depleted.

He knew that if this continued, he would definitely be no match for these men in black, and sooner or later, he would be defeated. But how could he accept that? He had to leave this place alive!

Just then, Izayoi remembered that he had an extremely powerful pill. If he took it, it might be able to turn the situation around.

Thinking this, he hurriedly took the pill from his robe and swallowed it. A stream of heat surged down his throat and into his stomach.

He immediately circulated his true energy to dissolve the pill’s effects. Then, his aura began to grow much stronger, and the true energy within his body flowed even faster.

His strength also increased greatly. Although the increase was not enormous, compared to before, he had become vastly stronger.

A delighted expression appeared in his eyes. He could finally defeat the men in black.

At that moment, the saber light of one man in black struck at him. He was extremely fast and immensely powerful, intending to cut Izayoi down beneath his blade.

He was incredibly fast, and killing intent filled Izayoi’s eyes. Just as the saber was about to strike him—

Izayoi’s figure suddenly vanished from where he stood. He swiftly darted among the crowd and injured them all. The men in black were furious, and their strength surged. Izayoi hurriedly fled.

Castle’s Top Floor

Facing the pursuit of these men in black, Izayoi thought, I’m definitely no match for them in a direct fight. I have to set a trap!

Thinking this, he took out a trap-setting tool from his bag: Poison Sting. Poison Sting could cause his enemies to lose their combat ability for a short time, but it could also prove fatal in a very short time.

It was also poisonous. Only an extremely tiny trace of the toxin would go unnoticed, and this toxin would immediately dissolve upon encountering water.

At that moment, Izayoi placed his hand by his mouth and began chanting an incantation. Before long, Poison Sting flew from his palm and transformed into a cloud of white smoke that dispersed through the air.

Then Izayoi spoke again. "Everyone, just wait where you are."

The men in black immediately rushed over after hearing this. They charged straight into the white smoke and felt their entire bodies grow weak.

The men in black were greatly startled. They glared angrily at Izayoi. "Kid! What did you do? Why can’t we use any strength at all?"

"Hehe, nothing." Izayoi smiled and shook his head.

"Kid, let us go! Otherwise—" one of the men in black said coldly.

"Oh? Is that so? What if I don’t?"

"You!" Watching these people grit their teeth in rage, Izayoi laughed. "Hahaha!"

"What are you laughing at?" the men in black asked in confusion.

"Have you never heard the saying, ‘While the mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole waits behind’? Since you wanted to capture me, you should have been prepared to be captured by me!" Izayoi laughed.

"What does that mean? Who are you?" a man in black asked with a frown.

Izayoi snorted. "Who am I? You aren’t qualified to know."

"Kid, don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. If you know what’s good for you, release us now. Otherwise, we’ll kill you." At this moment, another man in black stepped forward and threatened Izayoi.

Upon hearing those words, Izayoi’s smile grew even wider. "Kill me? Do you have the strength to do that?!"

"Hmph! No matter who you are, anyone who dares provoke us will come to no good end," the man said with a cold snort.

He did not notice that Izayoi’s expression had turned icy. Izayoi directly raised his sword and charged at the man. The man froze, thinking it was an illusion, but he had not expected to truly see a sword stabbing toward his chest…

He hurriedly used his sword to block the attack, but unlike before, it was no longer easy. Instead, he found Izayoi’s sword incredibly heavy.

Looking at the longsword in his hand, which had numbed the web between his thumb and forefinger from the impact, the man inwardly cried out in alarm. He hurriedly dodged to the side, avoiding Izayoi’s second strike. At the same time, he drew back his sword, intending to counterattack Izayoi.

But his idea was good, while reality was not, because he could not touch Izayoi at all. Izayoi was simply too fast, directly piercing the man’s body with his sword.

Countless streams of blood poured from the man’s chest, quickly staining the ground red. The other men in black were greatly startled. At that moment, Izayoi’s speed suddenly increased, and he killed many of them in an instant.

Just as he was preparing to kill even more men in black, he discovered that several of them had disappeared from where they stood.

However, by the time he noticed all this, it was already too late. Those men in black had already attacked him.

These men in black seemed not to have been affected by the smoke from the beginning. Their strength remained formidable.

Your Companions Have Already Been Killed by Me

Izayoi looked at the men in black before him, his face filled with a cold smile. "Your companions have already been killed by me. Are you still coming to your deaths?"

The men in black flew into a rage upon hearing this. "Kid, we swear that you will die here today!"

As they spoke, the men in black thrust the swords in their hands toward Izayoi’s shoulder. They were simply too fast, so fast that Izayoi could not react at all. The sword pierced straight into Izayoi’s shoulder, and blood flowed down along the blade’s tip, dripping onto the ground.

Izayoi’s body trembled continuously, and his lips quivered. He knew that he could not hold on much longer. He feared that he would soon die.

However, he had no intention of giving up. He used all his strength to raise the sword in his hand and charged toward the men in black.

Although the men in black were surprised by Izayoi’s speed and strength, their combat power was not low. Seeing Izayoi pounce on them, they swung their longswords at him.

Izayoi used all his strength to swing his sword, knocking the longsword before him away. Taking the opportunity, he grabbed one man in black by the ankle and flung him hard. The man in black flew out and crashed heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, the remaining men in black immediately took out spears and stabbed them toward Izayoi.

At that moment, Izayoi could not care about anything else. He raised the treasured sword in his hand in front of himself. The men in black sent Izayoi flying, and his body crashed into the wall before falling to the ground.

This time, Izayoi spat out another mouthful of blood, his face extremely pale.

Izayoi raised his head and looked at the men in black before him, his heart filled with hatred. These damned bastards actually beat me into this state.

"Hahaha, didn’t expect that, did you? We actually defeated you. This is truly wonderful!"

Izayoi did not speak. He merely stared wide-eyed at the men in black before him.

"Kid, are you still refusing to accept your fate? If you surrender now, perhaps you can still live. Otherwise, I’ll make you beg for life but be unable to die, and let you know what fear truly is!"

After saying this, the men in black once again surrounded and attacked Izayoi.

At that moment, Izayoi tightened his grip on the treasured sword. Gritting his teeth, he charged at the men in black again. Although two-thirds of his strength had already been weakened, he still did not give up.

At that moment, Izayoi suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from behind him.

"Ah!" The pain made Izayoi unable to stop himself from crying out. He turned his head and discovered that a longsword had pierced through his left shoulder.

After piercing through Izayoi’s left shoulder, the sword did not stop there. Instead, it continued stabbing deeper.

Izayoi knew that he was no match for these people now, so he frantically fled into the distance. The men in black snorted coldly and quickly chased after him.

At that moment, intense pain suddenly shot through Izayoi’s legs. He finally could not endure it any longer. He dropped to his knees, then clutched his legs and wailed in agony.