762. Driven into a Corner / 763. So Vicious

Die!

Izayoi’s sword had already reached his throat and was about to pierce through it. Even the air let out a tearing sound. He could clearly smell the faint scent of blood, and it filled him with boundless terror.

At that critical moment, a tremendous force suddenly struck from behind. Izayoi sensed the danger and hastily withdrew his sword.

However, just as he was about to retreat to a safe distance, the sect master seized the opportunity and leaped directly in front of Izayoi while he was off guard.

"Brat, surrender your life!"

As he spoke, he slammed a palm into Izayoi’s chest, sending a powerful surge of true essence pouring into his body through his chest.

Izayoi spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.

Izayoi swung the sword in his hand and drove it straight into the man’s arm, heavily wounding the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took out a golden pill from his robes. After swallowing it, his strength rose. Izayoi, meanwhile, poured out a red pill from a bottle. After swallowing it, his strength increased tremendously.

Red light appeared around Izayoi’s body, making him look immensely powerful. He looked mockingly at the plain-looking middle-aged man before him, his face filled with disdain. "Ha ha, you bastard! Now I’m going to kill you!"

As he spoke, Izayoi used Azure Dragon Wags its Tail. This move was far from simple. Ordinary martial arts experts could not evade it at all, and even if they could, they would have to pay a price.

Seeing this, the man began to feel afraid. However, he did not give up and still used the sword technique he was best at, Azure Rainbow Piercing the Moon.

Azure Rainbow Swordplay—sword energy crisscrossed through the air, throwing off a succession of sparks as it stabbed toward Izayoi. Izayoi sneered. That little strength? Pathetically weak!

As he spoke, flames appeared in Izayoi’s hand as well. They formed a massive flaming blade in midair and collided with the opponent’s Azure Rainbow Sword.

Boom! A deafening sound erupted as the two swords collided, followed by a violent blast wave sweeping outward. Izayoi’s face turned slightly pale.

The Flame Slash he had unleashed had merely blocked the opponent’s Azure Rainbow Sword. The other man’s strength was simply too terrifying.

More importantly, the sword technique the other man used was exceptionally exquisite, and he could even use that power to rebound the force back at him. If Izayoi had not used Azure Dragon Wags its Tail, he would probably have been sent flying by now.

Seeing the change in Izayoi’s expression, the man’s face filled with smugness. "Boy, this is my strength. Just obediently die by my hand!"

Izayoi snorted coldly. "Is running your mouth all you can do? If this is all you’re capable of, then you’re bound to lose today. I’ll only let you understand that I am absolutely invincible!"

As Izayoi spoke, the flames around him grew even fiercer. A pillar of red light shot straight into the sky, then formed a gigantic crimson dragon in the air.

The dragon’s pressure was immensely powerful, and even the man’s face showed shock as he stared at the enormous crimson dragon in disbelief.

The dragon was simply too massive, larger than any dragon he had ever encountered. Maybe it really is a dragon, he thought.

"No wonder you’ve been so arrogant! So you had such a powerful trump card!"

"Do you still think I’m beneath you? Go ahead and try me. Let’s see how much you’re really worth!" Izayoi’s face was full of contempt, as though victory was already in his grasp.

Hearing Izayoi’s words, a flicker of anger rose in the man’s heart, but he did not dare retort.

He could only glare at Izayoi resentfully and curse inwardly, You little brat, once this old man gets back, I’ll make you pay!

"Since you refuse to submit, then there is only death waiting for you. I’d like to see what gives you the right to speak to me like that!"

He turned his palm over, and a blue longsword appeared in his hand. His expression became solemn. He could tell that this brat had revealed his true strength.

Azure Rainbow Sword Art Third Form, Eternal Azure Firmament!

Izayoi snorted and directly interrupted the move, startling the middle-aged man.

"No, you can’t kill me. My father is the Supreme Elder of the Three Blade Sect, and his strength is boundless. If you kill me, he will definitely kill you!"

Izayoi snorted coldly and charged forward, continuing to attack the middle-aged man with his sword techniques.

The middle-aged man’s face changed drastically. He had never expected Izayoi to be so powerful that he had been forced into a desperate situation. Izayoi’s gaze turned icy as he clenched his right fist, Origin Energy surging within him.

"Boy, you don’t know your own limits!" A cold glint flashed through the middle-aged man’s eyes. Then the power throughout his body swelled, and a terrifying aura erupted from him.

With a loud bang, Izayoi felt an irresistible force surge from the other man’s palm, forcing his arms to bend continuously until he finally dropped to his knees.

Izayoi was shocked. He had not expected his physical strength to be inferior to the other man’s. What was going on?

"Ah! You little beast, you dare injure me!" The middle-aged man’s face twisted viciously as he lifted his foot and kicked at Izayoi.

"Not good." Izayoi’s face changed drastically.

Just as Izayoi turned and fled at high speed, an extremely dangerous aura enveloped his entire body. It made his hair stand on end, as though he had been targeted by a venomous snake.

With a sharp whoosh, the middle-aged man’s foot landed where Izayoi had just been standing, instantly caving in the ground.

Cold sweat poured down Izayoi’s forehead. That feeling of death just now had been far too real. Izayoi did not believe that this middle-aged man was joking with him. He truly wanted to kill him.

When the middle-aged man saw that his attack had failed, his face darkened horribly. With a leap, he arrived above Izayoi’s head.

He raised his foot and stomped down viciously. He believed that with a bit more force, he could crush this youth into pulp.

A dull boom rang out, and the middle-aged man’s expression shifted slightly. It felt as though his foot had struck an incomparably hard iron plate.

How was this possible? Just now, this youth had merely been a martial artist. How could he block this attack?

Izayoi was frightened out of his wits as well. He had not expected to escape disaster this time. But now he was terrified out of his mind and had no thought of continuing the fight. He hurriedly ran. He did not want to stay here and throw his life away.

The middle-aged man had not expected his miscalculation, but it did not matter. He had plenty of ways to kill this youth. In any case, the youth had already been injured by him, so he could take his time dealing with him.

The middle-aged man raised his foot and stomped down fiercely again. His force was immense, leaving a deep imprint in the ground.

Bang!

Izayoi erupted with formidable strength and suppressed the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man could not move and could only watch helplessly as his foot sank into the ground. However, Izayoi did not fare well either. He was shaken back several steps and fell onto the ground on his rear.

The middle-aged man had not expected this youth to be so troublesome. Seeing that one move had not worked, he gave up on pursuing him. After all, he had been injured by the shock as well, and it was unwise to continue tangling with Izayoi.

"This time, I’ll spare you. Once I recover, I’ll tear you to pieces!" the middle-aged man snorted coldly.

Izayoi pierced the middle-aged man’s chest with one strike of his sword. Before long, the middle-aged man died completely.

Just then, an old man appeared before Izayoi. When he saw the corpse before him, his expression changed abruptly.

"Boy, I am a Supreme Elder of the Three Blade Sect! You killed my son! I’ll fight you to the death! Die!"

The old man launched a fierce attack. Crimson Sacrifice struck Izayoi, and Izayoi was quickly injured.

A serious expression appeared on Izayoi’s face. He had not expected the old man to be so formidable. He knew he had to get serious.

Izayoi hurriedly swallowed a healing pill. He had not expected the old man to ambush him and strike so viciously, directly shattering his internal organs. Under normal circumstances, Izayoi would certainly have been able to react, but in that situation, he had been completely unable to respond and could only counterattack on instinct.

Now, all of Izayoi’s internal organs had been shattered by that palm strike. The damage to his organs brought him intense pain.

It made Izayoi bend over, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He knew that he had to recover from his injuries as quickly as possible.

At that moment, Izayoi discovered that the ground beneath his feet had begun to tremble. Startled, he hurriedly sat cross-legged and circulated his cultivation technique, beginning to repair the fragments of his internal organs.

Izayoi had no time to think about anything else. The only thing he wanted to do now was heal his internal organs first. He did not dare think about anything else for the moment, because his body was simply too weak.

Before long, his injuries recovered. He looked at the old man, his expression furious.

"Damn old man, today I’ll let you taste my strength!" Izayoi roared, extending his fist and punching toward the old man’s face.

Although Izayoi was weak at the moment, he still had a trace of spiritual sense stored away.

Therefore, he could clearly capture the old man’s movements through his spiritual sense. The instant he saw the old man evade, he charged toward him without hesitation, intending to kill him here.

As Izayoi rushed forward at high speed, he circulated his cultivation technique and gathered all the true essence in his body, blasting it toward the old man before him.

"Hmph, boy, you’re still too green." Facing Izayoi’s attack, the old man snorted coldly and crossed his arms before his chest. A thick earthen-yellow barrier instantly enveloped him.

Izayoi’s fist landed on the barrier with a loud bang. His fist instantly sank into it, and the color of the patterns on the old man’s arms could be clearly seen.

"Trivial tricks!"

Izayoi snorted and circulated his cultivation technique once more, gathering true essence in his right hand before clenching down fiercely on the old man’s hands.

"Ah!" The old man screamed. His left hand was caught in Izayoi’s grasp, and with a forceful swing, Izayoi flung him into the air. The old man then crashed heavily to the ground, making the earth tremble and sending dust everywhere.

Izayoi looked at the old man’s miserable appearance and revealed a smug smile. "How about that? Now you know how strong I am, right?"

"Boy, just you wait!" The old man rose from the ground and stared at Izayoi with a sinister gaze. Then he raised both arms. Veins bulged across them, making for a terrifying sight.

Izayoi frowned slightly. Seeing the veins bulging on the old man’s arms made him uneasy. Was this old man really about to deal with him?

Just as Izayoi was beginning to worry, the old man suddenly stomped his foot. A violent blast wave surged forth, whipping Izayoi’s clothes into the air.

Whoosh!

A fierce burst of energy tore open the ground and crashed toward Izayoi.

Seeing the fierce energy, Izayoi’s pupils contracted. He quickly used his movement technique to evade it, then rapidly retreated.

Afterward, Izayoi unleashed powerful sword energy and heavily wounded the old man. The old man felt that his internal organs had all been injured, and his wounds were worsening.

The old man was deeply shocked. He had not expected this inexperienced brat to inflict such damage on him.

Izayoi was now immensely powerful, terrifying the old man until his face changed drastically and sweat covered his face. "Boy, how are you so strong?"

A cold smile appeared on Izayoi’s face. "Now I’ll let you see my strength!"

As his voice fell, Izayoi moved. The longsword in his hand turned into a streak of silver light and stabbed toward the old man.

The old man’s face filled with terror as he hurriedly used all his strength to meet the attack. Two powerful blast waves collided.

The old man was blasted several meters away and spat out a mouthful of blood. He fell miserably to the ground, his eyes filled with shock. Clearly, he had not expected Izayoi to be this powerful.

The old man crawled up from the ground, his face filled with disbelief.

"Who are you? Why are you trying to kill me? I’m innocent!" the old man asked in a trembling voice.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Izayoi’s mouth. "You still dare claim you’re innocent? Didn’t you say it yourself just now? You wanted to kill me. Aren’t you afraid of death? Then come on! I’m waiting for you."

"But I advise you to hurry back and tell those people who sent you that if they don’t want me to wipe them out, they should get lost immediately. Don’t let me find you, or I’ll make you pay a terrible price!"

Hearing Izayoi’s words, the old man’s face instantly turned ugly, his heart filled with unwillingness and fury.

This was the most humiliating moment of his three hundred years of life. He had originally intended to kill Izayoi, only to be frightened away by him instead.

Now his strength was suppressed, and he did not even have the right to flee.

He decided to use a Forbidden Jutsu. The old man chanted an evil incantation, and a powerful force began to take shape. He wanted to kill Izayoi. Only then could he vent his hatred.

Izayoi frowned, sensing a signal of danger in his heart. He immediately retreated backward.

Rumble!

The ground Izayoi had just left suddenly exploded.

A huge black shadow burrowed out from underground. Several times larger than an ordinary dog, it bared its claws and fangs as it pounced toward Izayoi.

Izayoi somersaulted and dodged the black shadow’s attack.

He was too fast for the black shadow to catch. In the end, Izayoi flashed directly behind it and fiercely drove the longsword in his hand into its spine.

Izayoi’s attack power was incredibly strong. The black shadow’s spine snapped immediately. Black smoke rose from its wounds, while black energy leaked from its body. Its body rapidly shriveled, eventually turning into a pile of ashes and vanishing without a trace.

Izayoi put away his longsword and looked at the old man, a cold glint appearing in his eyes. "You thought that with this treasure, you could deal with me? How ridiculous!"

The old man stared at the ground with a pale face. The pile of ashes and broken bones made his heart ache as though it had been cut by knives.

He had just been preparing to activate the Forbidden Jutsu, but he had not expected it to fail to display its power. Instead, it had left him in such a miserable state, forcing him to use another move.

However, Izayoi had no intention of giving him the chance. Dazzling light flashed from his sword. This was all of Izayoi’s power, an extremely strange and powerful sword energy forming upon the blade.

This sword energy was extraordinary, carrying the color of a purple necklace as it shot down toward the old man. Its power was extremely astonishing, quickly shattering the old man’s Forbidden Jutsu completely.

The old man was sent flying by the sword energy, then crashed onto a rock and fell to the ground. His face was full of disbelief. He had not expected this young man to be so powerful.

Looking at the heavily injured old man before him, Izayoi knew that he no longer had the strength to fight back. With a fierce burst of sword energy, he severed the man’s head. Izayoi continued up the mountain, hoping to reach the summit as quickly as possible. Just then, a fire dragon blocked his path.