Chapter 1520 568: The Final Battle (Part 5)

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.

This was Chen Shitou's first kill, yet he felt no fear, as if he had done this countless times before.

The man in black fell so quickly that the assassins watching behind were momentarily dumbfounded.

How could this be?!

Seven years old!

No matter how talented, it's impossible to have such movement technique and Swordsmanship at this age. Could he be a reincarnated Martial God?!

The leader of the men in black glanced at the increasingly intense blaze in the distance and decided not to delay any longer. In a deep voice, he ordered, "Attack together, kill him."

With that command,

the men in black surged forward.

Yet...

The boy, standing only as tall as their waists, weaved through them as agilely as a young Qiu Long.

In the jungle,

the sound of swords tearing through flesh echoed continuously.

One man in black after another fell.

In less than a tea break's time,

the last man in black died with fear and hatred.

"Ha…"

Chen Shitou, after all, was just a child. Having continuously used Swordsmanship, he was utterly exhausted, and he knelt on one knee, gasping for air.

After a long while, he stood up and said, "Sister Yeye, are you okay?"

Xiao Jiangye had witnessed everything with an indifferent gaze and offered no thanks or acknowledgment. She stepped over the bodies of the men in black and continued forward.

"Sister Yeye?"

Chen Shitou, his thin arm trembling, held his sword and arduously followed her.

"Whoosh—"

At that moment,

the sound of something tearing through the air came from the darkness.

"Sister Yeye, be careful!"

Chen Shitou mustered his last bit of energy to shield his junior sister. Staring hard, he saw a sharp arrow shooting rapidly toward them.

The bow's poundage was very high, making the Arrow's impact equally strong.

As a seven-year-old, already at his limit, he had no strength left to block it. The long sword was knocked away, and the Arrow pierced through his shoulder, pinning him to the ground.

Even so,

Xiao Jiangye remained expressionless.

"Rustle—"

In the dead of night,

a man in black, having lain in wait, emerged and cursed, "Lucky I arrived late, or else I might have ended up like them!"

He looked at the corpses covering the ground and was astonished.

This young boy,

his martial arts were exceptionally profound!

Yet no matter how you look at it, he's merely a child.

Now exhausted and struck by an arrow, he was left with nothing but death.

"You little brat!"

The man in black drew a Curved Saber from his waist, ready to kill the little girl in front of him first.

But just as he raised his knife...

Xiao Jiangye moved.

Her figure melded with the night, vanishing in an instant.

"What?!"

The man in black was startled, frantically searching around. But when he found the little girl again, she was standing right before him, and a chill swept over his chest, bringing a suffocating sense of loss.

A dagger had perfectly pierced his heart!

Turns out...

Not only was that young boy's Swordsmanship extraordinary,

but this unremarkable little girl also possessed terrifying mastery in Martial Arts.

How could this be?!

The man in black died in terror.

"Sister Yeye..."

Chen Shitou lay on the ground, half his body numb, and due to excessive blood loss, his vision blurred.

He struggled to extend a hand toward where Xiao Jiangye was.

But Xiao Jiangye merely glanced at the childhood friend injured protecting her, turned a blind eye, and disappeared into the darkness.

...

In the thirty-eighth year of Tianbao,

a female devil appeared in the Jianghu, infamous for her countless killings and heinous crimes, wanted by the seven great righteous sects of the Martial Arts world.

On this day,

the eighth, twelfth, and nineteenth ranked sword catchers from the Jianghu golden list finally found the Witch near Dragon Gate Inn and launched an attack.

"Female Devil!"

"Your cruelty is intolerable, and everyone wants to see you dead!"

"..."

Dressed in black and leaning on a sword, Jiangye scoffed, her voice icy but playful and scornful: "Dying under my sword is an honor for you."

"Meet your death—"

The three masters attacked simultaneously, forming a coordinated assault.

For the first ten moves, Jiangye dealt with them calmly.

But starting from the twelfth move, the Witch noticeably struggled.

"Heh~"

Ranked twelfth, Linghu Die sneered, "You've been poisoned by my Hundred Flowers Poison; let's see how long you can last!"

The tides of attack and defense shifted.

The Witch quickly fell into a disadvantage.

Just as the three were about to capture her alive, a figure in a White Robe descended from the skies; wielding the long Rainbow Sword, he forced them back.

"Who are you?"

Deng Baichuan, ranked fifteenth, squinted his eyes: "White Robe, Rainbow Sword, are you Chen Lei of the Wuji Sect?!"