Chapter 83: Harnessing the Boundless Killing Intent

Chapter 83: Chapter 83: Harnessing the Boundless Killing Intent

Amidst the blinding flash of blades and shadows of swords, Yi Xiaoyao squinted and let out a soft chuckle.

This situation left the eight members of the Demon Hunting Team both shocked and furious.

The eight of them—three at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment and five at the fifth—were utterly helpless against a mere third-level Foundation Establishment brat.

"This kid is so damn tough! We underestimated his strength!"

The eight of them exclaimed, their expressions grave, not daring to let up on their attacks for even a moment.

"You’re only realizing that now? It’s too late!"

Yi Xiaoyao’s eyes narrowed as he sneered. With a sudden shift in his gaze, he instantly changed his Sword Technique and executed the Silent Extinction Sword. In the next moment, another fifth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator was decapitated.

"That’s two!"

After the strike, Yi Xiaoyao’s legs moved like illusions as he leaped back nimbly, pointing his sword at the seven remaining members of the Demon Hunting Team.

The seven of them stared at the corpse on the ground, their faces filled with shock and rage.

"What?! He killed Eighth Brother!"

"This brat! He’s killed two of our brothers. We have to avenge Eighth Brother and Lao Jiu today!"

Just then, the leader of the Demon Hunting Team, the youth with his hair tied up, raised a hand to stop the others’ furious outbursts.

"Wait!"

The youth’s eyes also burned with vengeful fury, but as he looked at the tip of Yi Xiaoyao’s sword pointing at them, he felt an unprecedented sense of danger.

"Little Brother, we were in the wrong before. Now that you’ve killed two of our brothers, how about we let bygones be bygones?"

The youth offered a compromise. His rational mind told him that if this continued, even if they managed to kill Yi Xiaoyao and get the Demon Blood Fruit, their Demon Hunting Team would suffer devastating losses.

But upon hearing this, Yi Xiaoyao just gave a wicked sneer.

If Yi Xiaoyao hadn’t been strong enough, these people never would have backed down. His fate would have been to have the Demon Blood Fruit stolen from him, or to die.

Yi Xiaoyao naturally understood this point, so he said indifferently, "Like I said, it’s too late for regrets."

Hearing this, the seven members of the Demon Hunting Team grew even more furious.

"Brat, do you really think we backed down because we’re afraid of you? Since you don’t know what’s good for you, then no matter the cost, we’ll make sure you die here today!"

With a furious roar, the seven of them charged forward again.

This time, however, the seven members of the Demon Hunting Team had changed their strategy.

They had seen from the battle so far that Yi Xiaoyao was specifically targeting their weakest members first. Now that they realized this, they couldn’t let him pick them off one by one.

Among the seven, the youth with the tied-up hair had the highest Cultivation. He now took the lead, with the others flanking him in a support formation.

With this strategy, when the youth attacked, the others would do everything they could to interfere with Yi Xiaoyao.

And when Yi Xiaoyao counterattacked, the others would protect the youth at all costs so he could prepare his next assault.

Seeing this formation, Yi Xiaoyao’s expression hardened. ’What incredible teamwork,’ he thought.

With them working together like this, his previous tactic would be useless.

Furthermore, if he couldn’t defeat the youth with the tied-up hair, Yi Xiaoyao would be forced onto the defensive indefinitely.

Watching the seven men dart toward him like sharp arrows, the fighting spirit in Yi Xiaoyao’s heart grew stronger and stronger.

The stronger the enemy, the stronger he became!

Along with this rapidly rising battle intent, a heaven-piercing Killing Intent instantly filled the surrounding space.

The stronger the will to fight, the thicker the Killing Intent!

The Bloodthirsty Sword was slowly raised. The dense Killing Intent in the air seemed to be drawn to it, rapidly condensing into tangible streams of crimson Qi that coiled around the blade.

At this moment, the Bloodthirsty Sword was like a blade forged from slaughter itself!

Even the youth with the tied-up hair and his men, who were charging forward with immense Momentum, felt a tremor deep in their souls when they saw this sword.

"Hmph! Just a bluff! Die!"

The youth didn’t dare let Yi Xiaoyao continue building his Momentum. He raised his precious saber high, gathering all his Spiritual Power into the blade, and brought it down on Yi Xiaoyao with explosive force.

Yi Xiaoyao’s gaze sharpened. The instant the youth’s saber came down, he let out a low shout.

"Endless Killing Intent, bend to my will!"

In an instant, all the surrounding Killing Intent formed a crimson ring of Qi around Yi Xiaoyao, which then exploded outward.

The sword of slaughter suddenly slashed out!

"Nine Swords of Slaughter, Third Technique!"

This sword strike contained not only Devouring Spiritual Power and Destructive Sword Qi, but also the immense Power of Killing Intent!

This sudden burst was the strongest display of Yi Xiaoyao’s current power.

SWISH!

A demonic, blood-red light that chilled one to the bone flashed and vanished.

And in the instant that sword light fell, the youth’s saber had already completed its swing.

But the result... was that his precious saber was split into two perfect halves, right down the blade.

The weapons the six men around the youth were using to protect him all shattered and flew apart in an instant.

And the youth himself, only a few yards from Yi Xiaoyao, seemed to have frozen completely—his movements, his expression, his entire body, locked in place.

An extremely fine line of blood appeared on his philtrum, stretching up to his forehead.

At the same time, Yi Xiaoyao’s icy voice suddenly rang out.

"That’s three! Die!"

RIIIP!

As the word "Die" fell, the youth’s body split in two. From within, hundreds, even thousands, of intersecting black and red Sword Qi erupted, sending the remaining six men flying backward, vomiting blood.

"What!!!"

The six remaining members of the Demon Hunting Team cried out in belated shock. Their strongest formation, designed specifically to deal with Yi Xiaoyao, had been shattered by a single, terrifying sword strike.

Moreover, their strongest member, the youth with the tied-up hair, was now nothing but a pile of shredded remains, minced by the Sword Qi.

Injured as they were, how could they possibly fight Yi Xiaoyao now?

"Spare... spare us! We beg you, spare us!"

Watching Yi Xiaoyao walk slowly toward them, the six men on the ground, their faces pale with terror, began to beg for their lives.

Yi Xiaoyao heard their pleas, but his heart was as still as water, his expression an unrippled well.

But to Han Shou, who was hiding nearby, already blinded, these sounds were the worst possible news.

Han Shou had originally thought that Yi Xiaoyao stood no chance against the nine members of the Demon Hunting Team. He even thought he might get a share of the Demon Blood Fruit.

But now, his world was pitch black. All he could hear was Yi Xiaoyao counting off the number of people he killed, one by one, making him feel death approaching step by step.

The Demon Hunting Team’s pleas for mercy completely shattered the last of Han Shou’s hope, and despair instantly flooded his heart.

What came next was a voice that plunged Han Shou’s heart into the ashes of despair.

Facing the Demon Hunting Team’s begging, Yi Xiaoyao simply chuckled and said, "I’m truly sorry, but I will never spare anyone who wanted to kill me."

The Bloodthirsty Sword swung, and the sound of splashing blood followed.

"That’s four!"

"That’s five!"

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"That’s nine!"

When this final count rang out, Han Shou’s entire body went limp. He was so paralyzed with fear he couldn’t even try to run.

Yi Xiaoyao saw Han Shou not far away, scrambling desperately to crawl away, so terrified he had soiled himself. He let out a cold sneer.

"Han Shou, this feeling of death slowly creeping up on you... Isn’t it wonderful?"

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