The blade gleamed brilliantly.
The man in black swung his knife over ten times but failed to hit the child. His Qi-Blood depleted rapidly, significantly slowing his pace.
Not far away, the young boy was also gasping for breath.
He had indeed just begun learning Swordsmanship and had never killed anyone or even witnessed bloodshed. Yet at this moment, he was inexplicably fearless.
Chen Shitou glanced at Xiao Jiangye, who was under his protection, and felt a burning sensation in his palm. An unprecedented surge of overwhelming Power filled his entire being, dispelling cold and fear. Instinctively, he swung his hands forcefully and thrust his sword forward.
A fiery red sword light burst forth from its sheath, illuminating the dim bamboo forest like a fleeting yet vibrant sunset.
The sword light flashed.
The man in black stiffened, then fell flat to the ground, warm blood gushing from his neck like a fountain.
