Chapter 82: Demon Hunting Team

Chapter 82: Chapter 82: Demon Hunting Team

When Han Shou heard Yi Xiaoyao’s words, he shuddered and retreated into the group behind him, only then feeling a sense of security.

"Hmph, Yi Jian, you were the one who was unjust first, so you can’t blame me!" Han Shou said coldly. "I admit you’re strong, but you can’t even protect yourself right now. What can you possibly do to me?"

The moment he finished speaking, a terrifying Killing Intent erupted from Yi Xiaoyao.

"You think I can’t touch you just because you’re hiding among them?"

As Yi Xiaoyao spoke, the Killing Intent converged in his eyes. When his gaze fell upon Han Shou, the Killing Intent became almost tangible, shooting past the crowd and into Han Shou’s eyes in an instant.

Han Shou instantly felt a chilling, sharp aura rushing toward him and hurriedly squeezed his eyes shut.

But no matter how fast one’s movements, they could never be faster than the speed of a look.

"Aaargh!"

A bloodcurdling scream escaped Han Shou’s lips. The next moment, he was clutching his eyes in agony, two horrifying trails of bloody tears streaming down his face.

The young men around Han Shou were aghast. They had watched Yi Xiaoyao blind Han Shou without even getting to his feet. None of them could comprehend how he had done it.

A cold smile played on Yi Xiaoyao’s lips. The technique he had just used—injuring someone with a look—was the Magic Gate from the Third Technique of the Nine Swords of Slaughter, which condensed Killing Intent into a physical attack.

If this move were combined with the Swordsmanship Techniques of the Nine Swords of Slaughter, its power would be immense. The fact that Yi Xiaoyao could achieve this with his gaze alone was already remarkable.

"Kill him! Kill him now!"

Han Shou’s eyes were a bloody pulp. Blind, he gestured frantically at those around him, signaling for them to kill Yi Xiaoyao.

Yi Xiaoyao slowly rose to his feet and looked at the group of young men before him.

There were nine of them in total: three at the sixth realm of Foundation Establishment and six at the fifth realm. All were about the same age as Han Shou.

The nine men were now staring at Yi Xiaoyao with grave expressions, their faces filled with caution. They were terrified he would use that "Demon Technique" on them next.

"You want to get involved in this too?" Yi Xiaoyao asked.

The leader of the nine, a young man with his hair tied back, spoke up. "Kid, as long as you hand over the Demon Blood Fruit, our Demon Hunting Team won’t make things difficult for you."

"Heh. It seems you want to end up like these Iron-Armed Yellow Apes on the ground," Yi Xiaoyao said with a grin.

At once, the gazes of the nine Demon Hunting Team members hardened.

They had, of course, noticed the corpses of the Iron-Armed Yellow Apes around Yi Xiaoyao. His strength went without saying if he could kill so many second-rank, mid-grade Demon Beasts.

However, while he posed a certain threat to the nine of them, it wasn’t enough to make them give up the precious Demon Blood Fruit.

"Kid, it’s just seven Iron-Armed Yellow Apes. If it were our Demon Hunting Team, we would have dealt with these seven Demon Beasts even more easily than you did."

"Hehe, so what if you killed seven Iron-Armed Yellow Apes? Do you think that gives you the right to clash with our Demon Hunting Team?"

"If you know what’s good for you, hand over the Demon Blood Fruit quietly. Otherwise, we won’t give you a chance to regret it."

The nine members of the Demon Hunting Team sneered, unaware that these seven Iron-Armed Yellow Apes were far from the ordinary second-rank, mid-grade Demon Beasts they usually encountered.

Having consumed a large number of Demon Blood Fruits, the seven Iron-Armed Yellow Apes’ abilities had surged dramatically. Had these nine men encountered them, their odds of survival would have been slim to none.

Of course, Yi Xiaoyao wasn’t about to point this out. He had come to the Earth Star Forest for experience, to seek out combat.

Since these nine had so recklessly delivered themselves to his doorstep, Yi Xiaoyao had no reason to pass up this training opportunity.

’Regret?’ "I’m about to show you who will be doing the regretting."

Yi Xiaoyao drew his sword, unleashed his Spiritual Power, and walked slowly toward the nine of them.

When the nine members of the Demon Hunting Team sensed the aura of Yi Xiaoyao’s Cultivation, they were all astonished.

"The third realm of Foundation Establishment? If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I’d find it hard to believe someone with your meager Cultivation could slay second-rank, mid-grade Demon Beasts."

"But running into us is where your luck runs out!"

With that, the nine men’s Spiritual Power erupted. They drew their respective weapons and swarmed Yi Xiaoyao.

As for Han Shou, having been blinded, he was filled with immense hatred for Yi Xiaoyao. At the same time, terrified by the complete darkness, he worried that Yi Xiaoyao would use the chaos to kill him.

"Protect me! Protect me!"

Han Shou yelled, scrambling to get away.

Yi Xiaoyao watched the nine men charge at him, unflustered. He shot a faint smile in Han Shou’s direction. "Don’t worry, Han Shou. I won’t kill you right away. I’m saving you for last."

Yi Xiaoyao certainly wasn’t going to let the traitor die so easily.

"Because I want you to feel the despair of death’s slow approach... in total darkness."

With that, Yi Xiaoyao shot forward, transforming into an Illusion that moved with incredible speed as he charged the nine Demon Hunting Team members, sword in hand.

The nine men’s weapons and Techniques varied greatly; Swordsmanship, Saber Techniques, and long whips all came at Yi Xiaoyao at once.

"Arrogant brat, die!"

In a fleeting instant, the glint of blades and the shadows of swords enveloped Yi Xiaoyao from every treacherous angle, surrounding him with peril.

Yi Xiaoyao’s gaze hardened. He pushed the Nine Heavens Dragon Soaring Body Technique to its absolute limit. Now bordering on Great Success, the Body Technique allowed him to continuously evade the oncoming attacks with an astonishingly graceful flow.

In the center of the nine Demon Hunting Team members, Yi Xiaoyao moved like a ghost, elusive and unpredictable. Lethal attacks brushed past him one after another—such was the power of the high-grade Xuan-rank Nine Heavens Dragon Soaring Body Technique.

"SQUELCH!"

With the sound of tearing flesh, Yi Xiaoyao closed in on the weakest of the group—a man at the fifth realm of Foundation Establishment—and was gone in a flash.

The next instant, a brilliant spray of blood erupted from the man’s chest. He had been run through the heart.

"That’s one!"

Yi Xiaoyao’s laughter, mingled with the thud of the falling body, reached the ears of the other eight team members and Han Shou, causing their Heart Spirits to tremble violently.

How could they not be shocked? He had already killed one of them with such speed.

"Aaargh! Avenge Jiu!"

"Cut this brat into a thousand pieces!"

"Take his head as an offering for Jiu!"

The eight remaining members of the Demon Hunting Team roared in fury, unleashing everything they had in a devastating barrage against Yi Xiaoyao.

The attack’s coverage was immense, making it difficult for even Yi Xiaoyao’s Body Technique to evade completely.

But Yi Xiaoyao just grinned. With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed his Spirit-Devouring Swordsmanship, which instantly formed what looked like a defensive black umbrella before him.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!...

A symphony of impacts rang out. Yi Xiaoyao felt waves of immense force crashing down on him, but as his Bloodthirsty Sword devoured a massive amount of Spiritual Power and channeled it into his palm, the strain quickly vanished.

"The lot of you are far weaker than those seven Iron-Armed Yellow Apes!"

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