Oh no! I, the weakling, have become the villain!

Chapter 526 Energy

"Really? I'm quite looking forward to hearing that. I'm very curious to know just how powerful your sword spirit truly is!"

"Let's see if your swordsmanship is stronger, or mine!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Yao snorted coldly and thrust his long sword at the man in black robes once more.

The man in black robes looked at Xu Yao's longsword thrusting towards him, a slight smirk playing on his lips, and a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Since you want to die knowing why, then today I'll show you just how powerful your sword spirit really is!"

After the man in black robes finished speaking, his figure once again transformed into a wisp of black mist and disappeared without a trace.

Xu Yao stared at the figure of the black-robed man who had suddenly disappeared, his expression slightly stunned.

His expression turned somewhat grim.

"Where is he? Where did he go?" Xu Yao asked, puzzled.

He did not find any figure of the man in black robes, and his heart was filled with doubt.

He searched his surroundings but still couldn't find the man in black robes, and a strong sense of danger welled up in his heart.

Just then, he heard a whooshing sound beside him.

A series of sharp whooshing sounds rang out, whistling towards him and instantly enveloping him.

Xu Yao's pupils suddenly contracted, and his expression instantly turned serious.

"Hmph! A mere trick!" The man in black robes sneered at Xu Yao and suddenly swung his hand.

A sharp sword beam shot out from his body and slashed towards Xu Yao.

Xu Yao's expression immediately turned serious when he saw the sword light slashing towards him.

The sword beam was incredibly fast, so fast that he had no time to dodge it.

Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and a terrifying sense of danger enveloped his heart, making him feel terrified.

He hurriedly retreated, but the enormous sword light still slashed towards him.

A deafening roar suddenly erupted.

The sword light struck Xu Yao hard, instantly tearing his clothes apart.

A gruesome bloodstain instantly appeared on his shoulder, and bright red blood flowed rapidly along it.

Xu Yao felt the pain in his shoulder and gritted his teeth.

He gripped the longsword tightly in both hands, and a frenzied power surged from his body.

"Kid, you dare to go against me with your level of skill!"

The man in black robes realized that his attack had failed to kill Xu Yao.

A mocking smile immediately appeared on his face as he looked at Xu Yao and said sarcastically.

"Hmph! You dare to fight me with strength like that! Your strength is far too weak!"

"Someone like you isn't even qualified to be my opponent!"

After hearing the black-robed man's mockery, Xu Yao looked at him with disdain and said.

"Kid, don't be so arrogant. I'll make you wish you were dead soon enough!"

Seeing Xu Yao's arrogant and domineering attitude, the man in black robes' face darkened, and intense anger surged in his eyes.

A chilling glint flashed in his eyes, and then he flicked his wrist.

Suddenly, the longsword in his hand burst forth with a dazzling silver-white light.

A silver-white longsword suddenly appeared in the void, hovering above Xu Yao.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this! Such overwhelming pressure, such terrifying aura!"

Upon seeing the sword light suspended in mid-air, Xu Yao's pupils suddenly contracted, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

"Young man, this sword is called 'Sword Light of Ten Thousand Feet,' which is the highest-level sword technique of our Sword Sect."

"Its power is immense; it can cleave mountains and rivers in two with a single sword strike—its power is unparalleled!"

"Boy, now I'm going to let you experience what it's like to have your body pierced by this sword beam!"

The man in black robes saw the sword light in his hand and a smug smile immediately appeared on his face.

"What a powerful sword! It is indeed a very powerful treasure."

"But no matter how strong you are, you'll only have your body shattered!"

After hearing the black-robed man's words, Xu Yao gave a cold laugh and said with an extremely gloomy expression.

He suddenly swung his longsword, and a sharp sword beam shot out, slashing towards the sword beam floating in mid-air.

Xu Yao's sword light collided with the sword light suspended in mid-air, unleashing a violent roar.

A massive energy surge emanated from between the two, spreading outwards.

Xu Yao was instantly blasted away by the terrifying aftershock.

A trickle of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, his face was extremely pale, and he looked utterly disheveled.

"Kid, this is only the second round of attacks! You haven't even withstood the third round yet!"

"Once the third round of attacks is over, you will surely become my defeated foe!"

The man in black robes looked at Xu Yao, who was lying on the ground in a disheveled state, and a sinister smile appeared on his lips.

"A third attack? You think I'll give you that chance? I don't believe your sword can withstand my strike!"

Xu Yao sneered and looked at the man in black robes with disdain.

"Heh! I'd like to see how many moves you can withstand?"

The man in black robes sneered as he saw Xu Yao's arrogant demeanor.

As he finished speaking, he glanced at the longsword in Xu Yao's hand and sneered.

"Kid, use this as your final weapon!"

As soon as the man in black finished speaking, the silver-white longsword in his hand suddenly shot out.

He slashed fiercely at the longsword in Xu Yao's hand.

The longsword was incredibly fast, arriving in front of Xu Yao in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the longsword slashing towards him, Xu Yao quickly raised his own longsword to block it.

A crisp metallic clanging sound suddenly rang out.

The silver-white longsword clashed violently with the longsword in Xu Yao's hand, producing a crisp sound of blades colliding.

The longsword in Xu Yao's hand was immediately knocked away, flying out of his grasp.

Then it plunged fiercely into the trunk of a towering ancient tree in the distance.

A jet of blood gushed from Xu Yao's throat, and he was sent flying several steps backward.

His face showed shock, his expression filled with horror, and the shock in his eyes intensified.

He had seen with his own eyes how sharp that sword was.

Even the longsword in his hand was cut in two by that sword, so how could the longsword in his hand possibly hold up?

It seems my skills are indeed too poor!

Thinking of this, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

His face was filled with frustration and regret; he should have known that his strength was so weak.