755. The Vicious Brat / 756. Seemingly Well-Trained

Looks like he wouldn’t be easy to deal with!

At that moment, the gray-robed elder shifted his gaze to a leaf beside him, where a silver needle drifted in the air.

A silver needle?

The gray-robed elder’s face darkened. With a raise of his hand, he caught the silver needle, then crushed it directly in his palm. The needle shattered instantly.

That brat is fast, but I’m even faster! The gray-robed elder sneered. Let’s see how you escape!

With that, his figure flickered as he prepared to pursue Izayoi.

But the moment he moved, he saw that Izayoi had already returned to where he had been standing. Then Izayoi’s teasing voice rang out beside his ear. "I already told you, I’m very fast! You want to run? Can you even get away?"

What?

The gray-robed elder’s expression changed.

He looked around and discovered that he had somehow returned to the spot where Izayoi had been standing earlier. Yet Izayoi had already vanished from his sight, and his expression shifted again.

He stared ahead in disbelief. There was Izayoi, smiling at him.

"How did you do that?" the gray-robed elder asked, glaring at Izayoi with an ugly expression.

"You don’t need to know." Izayoi smiled.

The gray-robed elder took a deep breath, and the look in his eyes changed. "Good brat, you actually fooled me. I misjudged you."

At this moment, he finally believed that the brat before him was far from weak.

"Hmph, no matter what, killing my son is not something that can be forgiven…" the gray-robed elder sneered.

Izayoi said calmly, "So what if I killed your son? I’m going to kill you too. What can you do about it?"

Hearing this, the gray-robed elder’s killing intent grew even denser. "Brat, you’re courting death!"

As he spoke, he swept his hand, and a longsword shot out from his sleeve. The blade hummed and trembled.

It gave off a terrifying fluctuation that gathered before him, taking the shape of a long dragon.

Izayoi saw the illusory dragon-shaped phantom behind the old man and was secretly surprised.

The cultivation technique this gray-robed elder practiced seems rather impressive!

"This is the result of my many years of cultivation. Brat, take this!"

As the gray-robed elder spoke, he raised his hand. The longsword shot out like lightning, whistling toward Izayoi’s chest. Its tip flashed around Izayoi’s body.

Izayoi snorted coldly and directly knocked the gray-robed elder to the ground. The old man’s expression kept changing as he looked at Izayoi.

"Brat, let me tell you, my father is far stronger than I am. If you kill me, you will definitely die!"

The gray-robed elder threatened him, hoping only that Izayoi would retreat in the face of difficulty.

The Ruthless Brat

Izayoi looked at the gray-robed elder before him, his expression turning cold. He had completely run out of patience. "You really don’t know when to quit. Let me show you what I’m capable of!"

As soon as Izayoi finished speaking, a longsword was already in his hand.

"Go, Sword Demon!"

At Izayoi’s command, Sword Demon turned into a black afterimage and charged at the gray-robed elder.

Sword Demon’s body moved like lightning, the longsword in his hand dancing swiftly.

The sword seemed to have come alive as it danced at high speed.

The gray-robed elder’s expression changed slightly. He hurriedly swung both palms before him to block, but he was still a step too slow. Several wounds were instantly sliced open across his body.

The gray-robed elder’s face darkened. He knew that the young man before him was no ordinary opponent. Though only a youth, he possessed such formidable strength.

"Hmph!"

Izayoi snorted coldly. His footwork changed, and his body suddenly accelerated as he rushed toward the gray-robed elder.

The gray-robed elder immediately counterattacked. He threw out punch after punch, and the air around him seemed to freeze solid.

As the gray-robed elder’s fists collided with Izayoi, a massive explosion rang out. The ground beneath their feet split apart, sending shattered stones flying everywhere.

Boom! Boom!

After the explosion, the dust gradually dispersed. But everyone present discovered that the two people who had been standing there had long since vanished. Only two large craters remained, with chunks of stone lying within them.

Seeing that he was no match for Izayoi, the gray-robed elder decided to use his status to threaten him. A mocking smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Brat, my father is even stronger than I am. If you kill me, you definitely won’t survive!"

The gray-robed elder wore a smug expression, as if flaunting something.

Izayoi sneered. "Is that so? Your father is very strong, and as his son, you shouldn’t be weak either, right?"

"If you don’t believe me, once I return to my father’s side and tell him who killed me, he definitely won’t let you off!" The gray-robed elder’s face darkened. He hadn’t expected a young man to see through him.

Izayoi showed no fear at the gray-robed elder’s threat.

"Hmph, you’re truly naive! Since your father is so powerful, why didn’t he come himself?"

"You…" The gray-robed elder was left speechless.

"Hmph, I’m telling you, I won’t let you go. Even if my father came today, he couldn’t change anything. You must die today!"

After saying that, the gray-robed elder charged fiercely at Izayoi. But before he could get close, Izayoi had already flashed away.

The gray-robed elder was stunned to see Izayoi dodge his attack.

Izayoi snorted coldly. His longsword tore through the air and stabbed toward the gray-robed elder.

Seeing Izayoi’s attack, the gray-robed elder hurriedly turned to dodge. But Izayoi’s attack speed was too fast, and his method of attack was too strange. The gray-robed elder had no way to avoid it.

Psh!

The gray-robed elder’s shoulder was pierced straight through, and blood flowed without stopping.

Seeing that he had wounded the gray-robed elder, Izayoi smiled. Then he swung his sword and killed him.

At that moment, a white-haired elder appeared and injured Izayoi with powerful sword qi. Izayoi was deeply shocked. He hadn’t expected to encounter such an expert.

They Seemed Well-Trained

The white-haired elder looked at the corpses of his son and grandson before him, already driven mad with rage. He glared viciously at Izayoi as though he wanted to kill him with his eyes alone. "Brat, you were so vicious! I’ll kill you!"

A shocking aura erupted from the white-haired elder.

"Ah!"

The white-haired elder’s eyes turned bloodshot as he flashed toward Izayoi.

"Hmph, it was clearly your son and grandson who provoked me first, yet you accuse me instead. Go die!"

A cold smile appeared on Izayoi’s lips, and he too turned into a streak of light as he charged toward the white-haired elder.

Bang!

Two powerful gusts of force collided.

The white-haired elder’s expression shifted slightly. Izayoi’s attack speed was even faster than his.

Unwilling to accept this, the white-haired elder continued pursuing Izayoi.

Izayoi’s face remained calm. His body left a string of afterimages in the air as his speed grew faster and faster.

The distance between them gradually narrowed as well.

Izayoi’s expression suddenly turned cold. The white-haired elder abruptly stopped and turned to face him.

At this moment, the white-haired elder’s eyes were blood-red, the veins in his eyeballs bulging. He stared at Izayoi with a ferocious expression, like an enraged lion.

Seeing his gaze, Izayoi’s face turned cold and ruthless.

The white-haired elder suddenly bared his pale teeth, and a terrifying aura radiated from his body.

Izayoi frowned tightly. He knew he had encountered trouble again, and this trouble was even greater than before.

"Brat, die!"

The white-haired elder suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of gray-black smoke.

Boom!

Izayoi failed to dodge in time and was engulfed by the smoke, vanishing in an instant.

The white-haired elder stood there with a savage expression. Beside him lay a corpse—the owner of the gray-black mist he had just released.

"Hehe, brat, so this is all the strength you have. I beat you into such a state, hahaha!"

The white-haired elder laughed wildly.

Izayoi appeared atop a distant tree branch. His clothes had been torn to tatters, exposing the muscles beneath.

The white-haired elder suddenly raised an arm. A wisp of black flame emerged from the center of his right palm, burning fiercely.

"Brat, since you refuse to know your place, I’ll send you to report to King Yama, so you’ll never return!"

As he spoke, the white-haired elder swung his arm down at Izayoi.

Boom!

The white-haired elder’s palm struck the ground, producing a deafening bang as dust flew everywhere.

At that moment, Izayoi unexpectedly chopped off the white-haired elder’s arm with a single sword strike. The old man stared at the scene before him in disbelief. He hadn’t expected this brat to be so powerful.

"Brat, what trick did you use to cut off my arm?"

Izayoi’s face was cold. "I used no trick. You’re simply too weak. You can’t hurt me at all!"

The white-haired elder sneered at Izayoi. "Good brat, let’s see just how hard your bones are!"

Whoosh!

The white-haired elder’s right leg swept through the air, dragging a black shadow as it attacked Izayoi.

Seeing this, the corners of Izayoi’s lips lifted slightly. He gripped his longsword with both hands and thrust it at the black shadow.

Psh!

The longsword pierced into the white-haired elder’s thigh, spraying blood everywhere. Then Izayoi suddenly accelerated and sliced the white-haired elder in half at the waist.

An Unfamiliar Smile

Izayoi walked through the forest when a group of people suddenly appeared before him. They were dressed in ragged clothes, and their eyes revealed hostile intentions. "Brat, you should have quite a few treasures on you. Hand them all over."

The man who looked like the leader of the group stepped forward and threatened him. After speaking, he sent one of his underlings forward.

Izayoi frowned when he saw this. He hadn’t expected to run into such trouble. But since he was bored anyway, he might as well fight them.

Izayoi drew his sword, and the other side also drew theirs. They soon clashed.

Izayoi could clearly sense that these opponents were no simple foes. Though none was as strong as him, they outnumbered him. These people had emerged from every corner, wielding weapons from who knew where.

Moreover, they seemed well-trained and coordinated smoothly. The weapons in their hands were also exceptionally refined. Though still inferior to Izayoi’s sword, they would not be easily broken under normal circumstances.

But Izayoi did not take them seriously. After all, he was an expert. Even against these people, one move would be enough to settle the matter.

Izayoi swung his longsword and stabbed toward them. The enemy’s attack speed was also extremely fast. A dagger slashed through the air, shooting straight for Izayoi’s throat, but Izayoi was no pushover.

He kicked the opponent in the lower abdomen, sending him tumbling to the ground, while another sword had already pierced the opponent’s chest.

Yet the opponent did not die. He suddenly erupted with power and knocked Izayoi back.

Izayoi snorted coldly when he saw this. He decided it was time to use one of his moves.

Azure Dragon Wags its Tail!

Izayoi leaped into the air, and his opponent followed close behind.

Izayoi’s body soared through the sky like an azure dragon. His legs whipped out continuously, while his opponent kept raising both arms, seemingly intending to engage Izayoi in close combat.

A sharp light flashed in Izayoi’s eyes.

Bang!

Their fists collided, and both sides took a step back. Izayoi could not help admiring the opponent’s immense strength. The opponent truly had not disappointed him; his power was not weak.