"Kill him." After the fire stick penetrated the Blood Knife Gang members, Yang Xiaotian's indifferent voice floated out.
Luo Qing, who had been sitting there, suddenly floated up, and a big knife appeared in his hand.
Suddenly, the deserted small village was illuminated by the vertical and horizontal sword energy.
Several other members of the Blood Knife Gang who were originally coming to deal with Yang Xiaotian and the others felt that their eyes were filled with knife energy, and then they lost consciousness.
After a brief pause, they fell straight to the ground.
When they fell down, pillars of blood spurted out from their bodies, covering the surrounding weeds with blood.
Hearing the screams, Wen Jingyi, Wen Qiulan, and the Blood Knife Gang all looked over. Seeing the sudden change in front of their eyes, they were all stunned.
"Keep him alive, and kill everyone else." Yang Xiaotian pointed at the scarred leader and said to Luo Qing.
"Yes, young master." Luo Qing stood up in response, his body fluttered, and he arrived among the Blood Knife Gang members in the blink of an eye.
Then, the knife fell from his hand.
The knife rises and falls again.
There is no blood.
Not even a scream.
Luo Qing's body was so fast, and his sword was even faster, as fast as lightning. The Blood Knife Gang couldn't even see Luo Qing's person or sword clearly.
"Back away!" Leader Scar screamed angrily, and at the same time, he slashed at Luo Qing with the big knife in his hand.
But his sword couldn't hit Luo Qing at all, and it hit the open ground, causing the sand to fly.
When he was about to draw the knife again, he felt a flash of light from the knife in front of his eyes and a pain in the hand holding the knife. Luo Qing's knife was already pressed against his forehead.
"You!" Leader Scar was shocked and angry. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the members of the Blood Knife Gang he had brought with him suddenly fell to the ground one after another, and blood continued to emerge from the throats of his men.
No one can escape.
All cut down with a knife!
Wen Jingyi, Wen Qiulan and others were stunned.
They could see that these members of the Blood Knife Gang were all innate and would be top-notch masters in ordinary towns. But now, in just a few breaths, they were all killed.
"Is it King Wu? Or Zong Wu?" Wen Jingyi looked at Luo Qing in shock.
This middle-aged man who just sat next to her without saying a word turned out to be such a strong man.
At this time, Luo Qing's knife turned and the handle hit the scarred leader's chest.
Leader Scar was hit so hard that he flew to the bonfire.
He glared at Yang Xiaotian behind the bonfire: "Which family are you from? Do you know the consequences of ruining our Blood Knife Gang's good deeds?"
Yang Xiaotian did not answer, but took out the Tianlong Sword: "Do you recognize this knife?"
"Remnant Blood Knife!" Scar's leader was shocked.
Residual blood knife?
Yang Xiaotian was startled.
Then I realized that the members of the Blood Knife Gang did not know the true origin and name of this knife, so they named it the Blood Knife.
"There is another residual blood knife. Is it also in your blood knife gang? In whose hands is it?" Yang Xiaotian asked.
Leader Scar sneered: "It turns out that our young gang leader died in your hands, you are dead!"
Previously, their young gang leader entered the Red Moon Forest and later disappeared.
These days, they have been searching for the whereabouts and murderer of their young gang leader.
Yang Xiaotian was too lazy to ask any more questions, so he swung out the Tianlong Sword in his hand and shot it directly into the opponent's throat.
Then, Yang Xiaotian took the Tianlong Sword back.
This Heavenly Dragon Sword was worthy of being left behind by a strong man from the ancient Dragon Clan. It was extremely sharp and there was no blood on it after it was taken back.
After solving the Scar leader, Yang Xiaotian asked Luo Qing to search the bodies of the Blood Knife Gang members, and only found some gold coins and healing medicine, nothing of value.
Wen Jingyi slowed down, came to Yang Xiaotian, clasped her fists and said with a smile: "Jingyi would like to thank you, Master, for saving me. If it weren't for Master, I'm afraid Jingyi wouldn't be able to return to the royal city today."
Yang Xiaotian shook his head and smiled: "You're welcome, it's common for heroes to save beauties."
When Wen Jingyi heard this, she couldn't help laughing.
This little guy is a hero and saves a beautiful girl. He is really a little kid.
In fact, how did she know that the eight or nine-year-old kid in front of her had the soul of a twenty-year-old in his body.
Before his soul was reincarnated, Yang Xiaotian was a descendant of the Wudang Sect and was already in his twenties.
When Wen Jingyi smiles coquettishly, her laughter is as pleasant as a bell, and her beautiful eyes are even more curved, giving her a black allure.
"Sir, since you are also going to the royal city, why don't we go together tomorrow?" Wen Jingyi said with a smile.
"Okay." Yang Xiaotian smiled and said, "As long as you are not afraid that I will leak your whereabouts to the Blood Knife Gang, I don't mind traveling with beautiful women."
Wen Jingyi smiled sweetly: "Young master is joking. It was Qiu Lan who was reckless just now. Her words offended the master. Please don't blame him." Then she asked Wen Qiulan to apologize to Yang Xiaotian.
Wen Qiulan stepped forward and apologized to Yang Xiaotian, but she looked a little reluctant no matter how she looked.
Yang Xiaotian did not look at Wen Qiulan, but looked at Wen Jingyi and said with a smile: "You still like it."
Wen Jingyi smiled so hard that her eyes were crooked again.
Wen Qiulan was so angry that her chest was trembling. Yang Xiaotian undoubtedly said that she didn't like her.
Afterwards, Wen Jingyi sat down by the campfire.
After the incident with the Blood Knife Gang, the two of them chatted closer.
Wu Qi did not speak, with a kind smile on his wrinkled face. Although Wen Jingyi had never seen Wu Qi take action, after what happened just now, she no longer dared to regard the dying old man in front of her as an ordinary old man.
She became more and more curious about Yang Xiaotian.
I don’t know why this kid, who is as big as a brat, has such a strong person following him.
Could he be a descendant of a certain royal family?
Talking all night.
The two chatted late into the night.
Then they all fell asleep peacefully.
Yang Xiaotian sat there cross-legged, meditating and adjusting his breath.
The firelight reflected his young face.
Although he is less than nine years old, it can already be seen that Yang Xiaotian is a handsome boy.
The night gradually passed.
At dawn, Yang Xiaotian and others set off.
Seeing that Yang Xiaotian and the others were walking, Wen Jingyi asked Fengyun Trading Company to give two horses to Wu Qi and Luo Qing to ride on. As for Yang Xiaotian, she smiled and said, "Master, if you don't mind, ride on the same horse with me."
Yang Xiaotian was stunned: "Sit on the same horse with you?"
Isn't this not good?
"Young Master, do you mind?" Wen Jingyi blinked her beautiful eyes.
Yang Xiaotian shook his head, he shouldn't mind it since everyone was talking about this.
Afterwards, Wen Jingyi held the horse rope and sat in front, while Yang Xiaotian sat behind him.
Wen Jingyi has a light body fragrance, which smells very good.
"Young Master, please hold me in your arms. When the dragon horse starts running, it will be a little bumpy and unstable." After walking for a while, Wen Jingyi smiled at Yang Xiaotian.
Yang Xiaotian looked at Wen Jingyi's tight waist and hesitated, this is not good.
He could see that the other party was still an unmarried girl.
Wen Jingyi looked back, her beautiful eyes rolled at Yang Xiaotian, and she was very charming: "What are you thinking about, little one?" For some reason, she was very close to Yang Xiaotian in front of her.
After taking a closer look, she realized that Yang Xiaotian's skin was really good.
Is it because I often drink the wine from last night?