C115 Blood Devil Child

The moon shines on the forest, the cold lights.

The road on the mountain path was not flat. It was full of bumps and hollows, and it was muddy and slippery.

Henn Wuyi dragged a lame leg and followed the road.

A shout suddenly came from the dark front, "Who is it?"

Henn Wuyi stopped in his tracks, "The one who wants your life!"

Henn Wuyi drew his cold blade. In an instant, the sea of trees resonated and rustled.

A loud whistle was heard, followed by a series of whistles echoing in the forest.

Ye Xiaotian, who was in the dark, knew that their whereabouts had been completely exposed.

This was a dead end. When they were on the mountain of Wu Qi Mountain, he had never seen through Jiang Wuqi.

Even when he injured Jiang Wuqi when he went down the mountain for the trial, he still suspected that Jiang Wuqi did not use his full strength.

However, just as he said, there were some things that needed to be done even if there were no results.

The rustling in the forest did not stop, but it was no longer the sound of leaves rubbing against each other, but the sound of bodies brushing against leaves.

Henn Wuyi's blade was very fast and sharp. Every slash would take away one's life.

Those people from the Bright Moon Tavern couldn't stop him at all. Corpses were piled up in front of him, and he didn't even frown.

He didn't have Ye Xiaotian's messy thoughts. He only believed in his own saber. It only penetrated his own saber. As long as the person in front of him was in front of him. . . After all, he had already gone through hell once. Now that he had nothing to worry about, he came here to help Ye Xiaotian save Baihua Queen and the others. In that case, he wouldn't hesitate to sacrifice his own life.

Ye Xiaotian had already seen more than twenty people rushing towards Henn Wuyi. He was very worried about Henn Wuyi. As the saying goes, two fists are hard to fight against four hands. Bright Moon Tavern had made up their mind to exhaust Henn Wuyi to death.

He knew how powerful Henn Wuyi was, but he was still a human. There would always be a time when he would be exhausted.

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaotian could only speed up his pace. Only by saving them as soon as possible would he be able to escape from this place.

If he turned back now, it would only cause Henn Wuyi's death.

It seemed like the Bright Moon Tavern hadn't found out that they were two people. In order to kill Henn Wuyi, all the guards on the mountain had rushed over to provide support.

Without any obstruction, Ye Xiaotian arrived at the peak of the mountain in no time.

Above the Thousand Pursuit, the sky was covered by the dark clouds. Looking up at the top of the pagoda, it gave people the feeling that this pagoda was going to pierce through the clouds.

Even at the top of the mountain, Ye Xiaotian could hear the sounds of fighting on the mountainside. There was also the flickering flame in the darkness.

Without any hesitation, he rushed into the tower.

He originally thought that this tower was heavily guarded, that only through bloody battles could they advance.

But in front of him, there was only one person, not even a person, but a child.

He was no taller than three feet. His skin was tender and tender. He wore a pair of red silk shoes on his feet.

The child was sitting on a rope. The rope passed through the roof and hung down like a swing.

Ye Xiaotian frowned. Although he had many doubts, time was of the essence. Saving people was like putting out the fire. He went straight to the stairs.

However, just as he lifted his foot, a wooden stick was stuck in front of him. The child swung down from the rope and steadily landed at the end of the stick. He was in a posture of an independent golden chicken with an innocent smile on his face.

"You are Senior Brother Ye?" The child spoke in a childish voice.

"You are Jiang Wuqi's disciple?" Ye Xiaotian placed his hand on the scabbard and inserted a wooden stick into the stone slab. Whether it was strength or internal force, it was not something a child could possess.

The child said in puzzlement: "Isn't our master the same?"

Ye Xiaotian could sense an unusual aura from this child. No one who was able to survive Jiang Wuqi's training was a simple person.

"Then junior brother, please let me go. I still have something to do. " Ye Xiaotian said with a serious expression.

"But master said that you must defeat me before you can continue. " The child slid down the wooden stick to the ground and pulled it up.

The wooden stick was five feet long, but the child was not even half the height of the stick. Now that the child was holding the stick, the scene was rather comical.

"Who exactly are you?" Ye Xiaotian's hand was already holding the scabbard, ready to attack at any time.

"I remember someone calling me the Blood Devil Child before. But I don't really like this name. You should call me Junior Brother Tong. " That child flipped his wrist, and the long rod was actually swung by him, creating a whistling sound.

Ye Xiaotian had never heard of the Blood Devil Child's name before. But he was definitely not a good person, and the person in front of him was definitely not like him, who looked like a child.

"Move aside, or you will have to bear the consequences. " Ye Xiaotian warned once again.

The Blood Devil Child laughed and the long staff in his hand suddenly smashed down towards Ye Xiaotian. Ye Xiaotian also attacked with his sword, but the sound of metal colliding could be heard.

It turned out that the two ends of the staff in the Blood Devil Child's hand had a black section on each side. It was precisely this black section that collided with the Ash Wolf in Ye Xiaotian's hand.

The two withdrew their weapons when their attacks failed.

"Looks like Senior Brother still remembers Master's teachings. If the strike is unsuccessful, then don't rashly attack. Otherwise, you'll fall to the bottom. " The child held the long rod with one hand and spoke.

Ye Xiaotian did not speak. He had already put away all thoughts of fighting without shedding any blood. This was a fierce battle.

The Blood Devil Child did not let Ye Xiaotian wait for too long. The giant staff smashed down on his head.

This staff actually struck out layers upon layers of staff shadows. Ye Xiaotian did not dare to face it head on, so he could only dodge this move.

The staff smashed onto the ground, and the stone slab on the ground immediately exploded.

Ye Xiaotian was just about to attack when he was unprepared, but he did not expect that this strike would actually sweep towards Ye Xiaotian along with the soil.

Ye Xiaotian could only use his sword to block it, but he was pushed back a few feet.

He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The sword moved agilely, and in the void, it was real. In the real world, there was a flaw in the opponent's attack.

The staff was slightly lacking compared to the sword's transformation. However, Ye Xiaotian encountered the Blood Devil Child. His staff technique was fierce and powerful, but it could not avoid some delays between the moves. However, the Blood Devil Child was petite and was forced to retreat before he could get close.

Choosing the right weapon for the right person was Jiang Wuqi's greatest skill, and all he could teach was how to use the weapon in his hand to kill.

"Senior brother, are you alright!?" That child's expression suddenly became very strange, and with another swing of his staff, he forced Ye Xiaotian to retreat.

Ye Xiaotian could only avoid the sharp edge of the rod and avoid this attack.

He did not expect that the child would actually use his finger to dip the blood that Ye Xiaotian spat out. After that, he put it into his mouth, and an intoxicated expression appeared on his face.

"Senior Brother Ye, your blood tastes really good. Can you give me some more?" The Blood Devil Child roared with a ferocious expression. He swung the long rod in his hand at Ye Xiaotian, and the Blood Devil Child followed closely behind the long rod.

At this moment, the long staff was like a sharp spear, pressing straight towards Ye Xiaotian.

Ye Xiaotian's pupils suddenly contracted. At this moment, he didn't even have the chance to attack.

He could only slightly move his shoulder to avoid this fatal blow.