Excalibur

Chapter 97

"Kill it." Yang Xiaotian's indifferent voice drifted out after the fire stick pierced through the blood knife gang.

Luo Qing, who had been sitting there, suddenly floated up, and a big knife appeared in his hand.

Immediately, the vertical and horizontal saber energy illuminated the deserted small village.

The other members of the Blood Knife Gang, who were going to deal with Yang Xiaotian and the other three, felt the aura of the knife in front of them, and then lost consciousness.

After a short pause, they fell straight to the ground.

When they fell down, the blood spurts from several people's bodies sprayed all over the surrounding weeds.

Hearing the screams, Wen Jingyi, Wen Qiulan, and the Blood Knife Gang all looked over, seeing the sudden change in front of them, they were all stunned.

"Leave 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 fluttering, and he came to the blood knife gang in the blink of an eye.

Then, the knife fell from his hand.

The knife rises and falls.

No blood.

Not even a scream.

Luo Qing's figure was too fast, and the knife was even faster, as fast as lightning. The members of the Blood Knife Gang couldn't see Luo Qing's people and the knife at all.

"Quick back!" Scar's boss screamed in surprise, and at the same time he slashed at Luo Qing with the big knife in his hand.

But his saber couldn't hit Luo Qing at all, it landed on the open ground, making sand and dirt swirl endlessly.

When he was about to draw the saber again, he felt a flash of the saber in front of his eyes, the hand holding the saber hurt, and Luo Qing's saber had already touched his forehead.

"You!" The scar leader was startled and angry, and was about to speak, but saw the Blood Knife Gang he brought suddenly fell to the ground one by one, and blood kept gushing from the throats of his subordinates.

None escaped.

All were blocked with a knife!

Wen Jingyi, Wen Qiulan and the others were stunned.

They can see that these blood knife gangs are all innate, and they are all first-class masters in ordinary towns. Now, after a few breaths, they are all beheaded.

"Is it King Wu? Or Emperor Wu?" Wen Jingyi looked at Luo Qing in surprise.

This middle-aged man who sat next to her without making a sound just now turned out to be such a strong man.

At this time, Luo Qing turned the knife, and the handle of the knife hit the scar leader's chest.

The leader of Scar was smashed and flew in front of the campfire.

He glared at Yang Xiaotian behind the bonfire: "Which family do you belong to? Do you know the consequences of breaking our good deeds of the Blood Knife Gang?"

Yang Xiaotian didn't answer, but took out the Tianlong knife: "Do you recognize this knife?"

"Remnant Blood Knife!" Scar's leader was astonished.

Remnant blood knife?

Yang Xiaotian was startled.

Then he realized that the members of the Blood Knife Gang didn't know the true origin and name of this knife, so they named it the Remnant Blood Knife.

"There is another blood knife, is it also in your blood knife gang? Who has it?" Yang Xiaotian asked.

The leader of the scar sneered: "It turns out that our young gang leader died at your hands, you are dead!"

Before, their young gang leader entered the Red Moon Forest, and later disappeared.

These days, they have been looking for the whereabouts and murderer of their young leader.

Yang Xiaotian didn't bother to ask any more, and swiped out the Tianlong Saber in his hand, directly hitting the opponent's throat.

Then, Yang Xiaotian took a shot and brought back the Tianlong Saber.

This Heavenly Dragon Knife is worthy of being left by an ancient dragon clan powerhouse, it is extremely sharp, and after it was taken back, it was not stained with blood.

After solving the scar boss, Yang Xiaotian asked Luo Qing to search the bodies of the Blood Knife Gang, 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, thank you for your help, Young Master. If it wasn't for Young Master, Jingyi might not be able to return to Wangcheng."

Yang Xiaotian shook his head and smiled: "You're welcome, heroes save beautiful women, this is a common thing."

Hearing this, Wen Jingyi couldn't help laughing coquettishly.

This little guy, who is a hero to save a beautiful woman, is really a big kid.

In fact, how did she know that the eight or nine-year-old boy in front of her had a soul in her 20s.

Before the reincarnation of Soul Transmigration, Yang Xiaotian was a descendant of the Wudang School and was already in his 20s.

When Wen Jingyi smiled coquettishly, her laughter was pleasant, like a bell, and her beautiful eyes were even more curved, with a kind of black allure.

"My lord, since you are also going to Wangcheng, why don't we go together tomorrow?" Wen Jingyi laughed.

"Okay." Yang Xiaotian said with a smile: "As long as you are not afraid that I will leak your whereabouts to the Blood Knife Gang, I don't mind walking with beautiful women."

Wen Jingyi smiled coquettishly: "My lord, I was joking. Just now, Qiulan was reckless. Her words offended you, so please don't blame me." Then she asked Wen Qiulan to apologize to Yang Xiaotian.

Wen Qiulan stepped forward and apologized to Yang Xiaotian, but no matter how she looked, she was a little reluctant.

But Yang Xiaotian didn't look at Wen Qiulan, looked at Wen Jingyi, and said with a smile: "You still look pleasing to the eye."

Wen Jingyi smiled again.

Wen Qiulan was so angry that her chest was shaking, Yang Xiaotian undoubtedly said that she was not pleasing to the eye.

Afterwards, Wen Jingyi sat down by the campfire.

After the incident with the Blood Knife Gang, the two chatted closer.

Wu Qi didn't speak, and there was a kind smile on the wrinkles on his face. Although Wen Jingyi had never seen Wu Qi make a move, after what happened just now, she no longer dared to treat the dying old man in front of her as an ordinary old man.

She became more and more curious about Yang Xiaotian.

This person is a kid the size of a little ghost, but somehow, there is such a strong person following him around him.

Could it be a child of a royal family?
There is something to say overnight.

The two talked until late at night.

Only then did they sleep peacefully.

Yang Xiaotian sat there cross-legged, meditating and adjusting his breath.

The firelight shone on his immature face.

Although he is less than nine years old, it can already be seen that Yang Xiaotian is a handsome boy.

The night 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. As for Yang Xiaotian, she smiled and said, "If you don't mind, my lord, you can ride on the same horse with me."

Yang Xiaotian was stunned: "Sit on the same horse with you?"

This, is not good?

"Master, do you mind?" Wen Jingyi blinked her beautiful eyes.

Yang Xiaotian shook his head, people have talked about this, so he doesn't mind too much.

Afterwards, Wen Jingyi sat in front holding the horse rope, and Yang Xiaotian sat behind him.

There was a faint body fragrance on Wen Jingyi's body, which was very pleasant.

"My lord, you should hold me. The dragon horse will start to run later, 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 small waist, which is easy to hold, and hesitated, this, it's not very good.

He could see that the other party was still an unmarried girl.

Wen Jingyi looked back, her beautiful eyes rolled Yang Xiaotian's eyes, she was very coquettish: "What are you thinking about, little guy?" For some reason, she was very close to Yang Xiaotian in front of her.

After a closer look, she realized that Yang Xiaotian's skin is really good.

Could it be because he often drank the wine last night?
(End of this chapter)