An atrium that is extremely dark and has no light.

Li Xiao was in the dark, his heart was beating loudly, and he silently thought in his heart: I don't want to die, I don't want to die.

The crowd moved, Li Xiao was trampled a few times, and as soon as he stood up, he was squeezed out of the crowd.

In a panic, Li Xiao vaguely saw three black-clothed masked people standing in the shape of a "pin", waving their waist knives in front of them, moving forward step by step, Li Xiao hurriedly squatted down, and narrowly avoided the blade.

Li Xiao squatted on the ground, not daring to get up again, and the next time the masked man swung his knife, he slashed a person behind Li Xiao, who screamed and fell to the ground and died.

Li Xiao was drenched in hot blood, the feeling of wetting and hot, made him very scared, this was the second time he saw the dead people around him, his whole body became soft, he lay on the ground, not knowing what to do. The best way to face a dangerous enemy is to look for opportunities and kill them.

Civilized people seem to lack blood, to protect the country to kill the enemy, to protect the family to fight the bad guys, to rely entirely on the police, is an extremely stupid idea.

Li Xiao squatted on the ground, took two steps back, and saw that the three masked black-clothed assassins in front of him changed their formation, and the three of them were shoulder to shoulder, waving their waist knives together, moving towards the screen step by step, Li Xiao was full of people behind him, he couldn't avoid it, he let out a long breath, his eyes widened, looking for the sword on the ground.

Behind the masked man in black were several corpses of women and children, as well as the remains of a white cloak, white armor, and white helmet, with a sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. But the sword and sword were behind the black-clothed assassin! Li Xiao's heart was beating very strongly, and the sound of his heart sound made Li Xiao feel like playing a drum, knock, knock......

Li Xiao squeezed his eyes, looking at the occasional narrow gap between his bodies when the man in black walked around, imagining that he could gently squeeze through it after shrinking.

Li Xiao's heart was not cooperative, he was a little anxious, and said in his heart: I want to be calm, my heart should not move, under his mind, his heart actually stopped, and when his heart beat again, it was already very normal, and his heart rate was between sixty and one hundred beats per minute.

He managed to make his way through the narrow gap between the two men in black.

Li Xiao turned his head and saw that he was already behind the three black-clothed people, and he was overjoyed, but there was a wind in his face, and four black-clothed people in front of him raised their knives, Li Xiao exhaled softly, and used the bone shrinking technique again to squeeze through the legs of the black-clothed people.

Li Xiao broke Zhu Yaoting's fingers, the fingerprints of his hands did not move, Li Xiao tried hard again, still couldn't break his fingers, Li Xiao said in his heart: "Good man, I am also avenging you." You let go of your hand. ”

Li Xiao took a deep breath, broke one finger, and then broke the remaining fingers in turn, "A sword in hand, I have it in the world", this three-foot-three-inch long sword is very sharp, and it is also very light, and it is cast from light iron.

Light iron is not ordinary iron, but a silvery-white light metal, which is a treasure enjoyed by emperors and nobles, and its value can be compared with gold and diamonds. A tael of light iron is far more valuable than a tael of gold.

Li Xiao turned around, feeling his heartbeat like a drum again.

Suddenly, there was a horizontal pain in his back, and it turned out that there was a man in black behind him, wielding a waist knife and slashing it, which just cut Li Xiao's back. The pain made Li Xiao suddenly understand a reality: if I don't kill them today, they will kill me, and they will also kill Uncle Hua, as well as Fang Ya, Ping Jun, and everyone here.

Not wanting Fang Ya to die a tragic death, Li Xiao turned around and confronted the man in black who had injured him first. The man in black opened his eyes in the dark, but he couldn't see Li Xiao, he knew that he had detected someone with a knife just now, so he stopped and waved his waist knife in front of his chest more carefully. But Li Xiao saw it clearly, he stabbed the sword into the chest of the man in black, the force was too small, he couldn't kill with a sword, the man in black swung his knife and slashed at Li Xiao's face from top to bottom, Li Xiao shrunk his bones, pulled out the sword, and repeated a sword into the lower abdomen, killed, splashing Li Xiao's blood.

It is more difficult to kill the first person, and after the psychological barrier is over, it becomes easier and easier to kill. Li Xiao panted like a cow, his heart rate reached one hundred and forty beats per minute, his brain was in chaos, he thought of the Central Plains a little red in his mind, and the sword in his hand killed two black-clothed people who met him; thinking of Ye Gucheng, he jumped up four or five feet high, and killed two black-clothed people with one sword; he remembered Ximen blowing snow, and then he killed the black-clothed people who were swarming around.

Luck was too good, and in the end, all the people killed were men in black with good night vision.

There were also several black-clothed people surrounding Li Xiao from afar, and they didn't know why their people were killed one after another. The three black-clothed people formed a small formation, two of them protected, one of them blew up the fire fold, and the person who blew the fire fold was Ding Mao. The remaining seven or eight black-clothed men took advantage of the faint light of the fire and saw a short-haired boy standing next to a pile of corpses. Many people in the hall looked at the short-haired boy with a sword in his hand in amazement. The short-haired boy remained motionless, always paying attention to the man's every move.

Behind the screen, green tea and black tea peeked at Li Xiao, and couldn't help but admire: This guy has the skills of cohesion in the late stage, and his eyes can sense light in the dark. Green Tea leaned into Hua Jong Hyun's ear and recounted the short-haired boy who had killed several black-clad assassins.

Hua Zhongxian was nervous and his heart was burning, and he couldn't help but be happy and relieved to hear that Li Xiao could fight several masked black-clothed assassins alone.

The fire was extinguished, and a man in black rushed over, attacking Li Xiao's upper three ways - eyes, ears, and nose - one virtual and one real, Li Xiao shortened his body, dodged the attack, and after stabbing the man in black under the ribs with a sword, he stretched out his body again.

The fire fold was blown up by Ding Mao again. Many people saw that the knife of the man in black had been swung down and did not hit Li Xiao, and Li Xiao's sword had pierced the heart of the man in black and killed him.

The fire was extinguished again, a man in black slashed sideways at Li Xiao's waist, changed his move halfway, changed his body to a low body and swung the knife to Li Xiao's next three ways at great speed, Li Xiao could not avoid it, seeing the waist knife waving, he suddenly jumped to the side of the man in black, facing the blade, and quickly swung a sword to the throat of the man in black, the man in black felt the sword wind hitting his throat, tilted his head back, and the waist knife in his hand also stopped for a moment, trying to dissolve the sword, and then cut off Li Xiao's legs with all his strength, but Li Xiao's heart moved at will, and his arm was stretched for a while, still cutting the throat of the man in black, and the waist knife of the man in black fell to the ground, covering his throat with both hands, and fell down in pain。

The fire fold was blown up by Ding Mao again, and many people saw the man in black who was clutching his throat on the ground, convulsing in pain, but Li Xiao was still unharmed. The remaining less than ten men in black looked at each other, some angry, some confused, and some frightened. Why is this kid so powerful!