Night.

China, a small county town in the south.

A few miles away from the downtown area is a cemetery in the town, and there is a long road from the entrance to the cemetery. There are many small hills in the south, but a small cemetery takes a long time.

Coming to the cemetery at night is a very infiltrating thing, especially in this kind of place where the car can't drive in, there are no lights, the roadside is overgrown with weeds, although it has been taken care of, but its rebirth speed is also extremely fast. In addition, at this time in the early morning, even the sound of insects has stopped, and it is so quiet that it makes people chill.

But at this time, there will be people coming to this cemetery.

Two tall and short men, large figures wearing long black trench coats, with hoods covering most of their cheeks. The little man is dressed a lot, with a small satchel on his back, a white T-shirt that stands out, and gray shorts.

"It's here. The big one said, stopping at a fork in the road.

"Oooh. The little one followed, looking at the intersection where the tall one had stopped.

"Hurry up and go back to your errands, and remember to stay away later. As he spoke, he took out two long knives from his trench coat.

I guess he wore such a long trench coat, probably to hide the two long knives around his waist.

They were two Japanese-style katanas, with white jade-colored hilts, the blades were unsheathed, but only wrapped in bandages, and under the dark night, the two knives glowed with a pale and cold light, like a moon full of habits.

The big man holds two long knives and crosses them across his chest in a cross shape.

Qiang –

The two knives cut each other, the bandage was cut off and slipped off, and under the bandage, the cold light of the blade was more dazzling and more piercing than the handle.

The little one stood next to him, watching the big one swing his knife and cut the air, slashing, slashing, stabbing horizontally, and the movements were smooth, as if some kind of ritual, like a battle-hardened swordsman. This was not the first time he had seen such a knife technique, but he was still shocked.

Bang –

The long knife that slashed out suddenly stopped, as if something was blocking the slashing momentum.

The big man's face also changed suddenly.

"White Mask V?" In the darkness, a flat and slightly mocking voice suddenly sounded, and then, a black long knife gradually appeared from the place where the big double knife slashed, the long knife blocked the big one's slash, and the three knives were frozen in the air.

With a loud bang, a strong wind spread out from where the big man was standing, forming a huge barrier that filled the entire cemetery, and the blue light of the barrier flashed, followed by a dead silence.

The little one took out his satchel and took out a black mask from it, remembering the advice of the big one before, and quickly put the mask on.

In the big place, after the black long knife, a figure also appeared - the same black windbreaker, but under the windbreaker, the figure was covered with black bandages, and even on the face, but the bandages on the face were covered with red textures, like an evil spirit hibernating.

After a stalemate, the big man and the figure each closed their knives. The moment the long knife was withdrawn, Ling Yan's sword qi tore open, lifting the hood of the big man. Under the hood, the big one wears a pale mask, which has the same mask format as the small one, without any decoration, except for two eyeholes.

The big man swirled his twin knives around, and the white light of the blades became more and more cold and piercing.

"The white-faced V personally went out, and it seems that this seat still makes you feel jealous. Not far away, a figure with a long black knife in his hand spoke.

"Looks like you know me. The big one replied, his voice understated.

"The person with the twin knives in his hand, there is no second one among your shadow guards, right?" the figure replied to the big one's words, but his eyes looked at the moon-white twin knives in the big man's hand.

Not far away, the little one cautiously looked at the two people facing each other in front of him, and the simple greeting seemed to be an old man meeting, but it was extremely dangerous.

The figure is right, there is indeed no second person in the shadow guard who can use two weapons at the same time, because the strength of one hand is much weaker than that of holding a knife in both hands, not to mention that the load on the user with two weapons is also heavier.

The big one looked at the figure and didn't speak again.

Almost at the same moment, the two of them struck forward in an instant.

Bang - Three knives slashed through the air, clashing, the white blade qi formed a circle slash, and was cut by the black blade light, and the white light cut the black blade again.

Bang –

Bang –

Between the collision of blades, sparks splashed, and every time the white blade stabbed out, it was always blocked by the black blade, and the black blade did not touch the big half of the point.

Sideways, slashing, the big one began to attack the figure.

Bang –

There was another clash, and the black blade once again blocked the big one's attack.

In the distance, the little one watched the confrontation between the two, the black and white blade slashed countless times in the air, each blow was fatal, but none of them hurt the other party.

Different from the knife skills taught to him by the big one on weekdays, every blow that the big one casts now, whether it is strength or explosion, is far more than ten times more than usual, if he is in front of the big one, I am afraid that he will be cut in an instant.

It can also be seen that the strength of the figure is definitely not bad, at least not to lose to the big one, calling himself "this seat", which reminds the little one of the villains in martial arts dramas, whose strength is overwhelming and violent, and it should be a very powerful role.

"Ah, it doesn't look like the White Mask is much stronger. After numerous encounters, the figure sneered.

Bang –

Another heavy blow, and at this time it was the long black knife that slashed at the two white knives of the big one.

The big man flicked the black knife away, and the two of them retreated, the tension in the air unabated.

"Hmm...... then I'll just use one against you. As he spoke, he stuck one of the long knives in his hand on the ground, changed it to hold the knife with both hands, and walked sideways, ready to attack.

Seeing this scene, the figure also seemed to feel threatened, and the hand holding the knife also tightened its strength, and the face under the black bandage seemed to be a little excited.

"It's over. The big one whispered softly and leaped forward.

Seeing this, the figure also rushed towards the big one.

The big man swung his knife with both hands, pressing down on the figure from top to bottom.

The figure also slashed out head-on, and at this time, the big man's arms were empty, which was supposed to be an opportunity to attack, but the big man's chilling slash made him have to turn from attack to defense.

Qiang –

The black and white blades staggered in the air, this time, the sound of the two knives clashing was sharp and piercing, the white long knife slashed on the black knife, the hand holding the black knife trembled slightly, and the figure was no longer excited, but began to feel the crisis coming.

Qiang –

Bang –

Countless encounters, the white knife light formed countless round slashes, the big knife became sharper and sharper, and the figure began to defend, dodge and resist, but was suppressed by the white long knife that stabbed again and again.

It's just that he has taken one less knife, how can his strength be so different? The figure felt more and more palpitations, and the man in front of him with a knife in both hands seemed to have changed into a different person, and the power poured into his two hands was so terrifying.

The big one slashed again and again, and the white blade cut through the dead night again and again.

Hiss –

After several encounters, the battle between the two stopped.

The black knife finally failed to block the big one's slash, and the long white knife slashed down the figure's left shoulder, and blood leached out of the black bandage and dripped down the white knife.

The long black knife froze in the air and slid down.

Bang - the black knife fell to the ground, and the figure also fell, and the big man drew his long knife and looked at the blood stains on the blade.

"Black bandages can't hide the blood soaking. The big one whispered, picked up the black long knife, got up, turned around and pulled out another long knife, and walked towards the little one.

The little one took off his mask and looked at the big one coming over, this was not the first time he had seen the big man fight, but it was the first time he had seen the big man fight with a single knife, when this man held a knife in both hands, the strength would be so terrifying.

"Black knife Dark Moon, keep it, it's a good knife. The big one walked over and handed the long black knife in his hand to the little one.

"Oooh. In astonishment, the little one took the knife, the black blade was slender and slender, and the black blade was slightly glowing with cold light, which was very beautiful and dangerous.

On the other side, the big one took out the bandage and rewound the two knives, and at this time, the barrier was dispersed, and it was already dawn all around.

"Go back. The big man shouted.

The little one put away the black knife and walked towards the big one.

In the distance, in a hotel on the block.

At 6 a.m., the sun rises and the first rays of the day shine on the top floor of the hotel.

In the room, the coffee on the coffee table was steaming, and the man with a long ponytail picked up the coffee and added two sugar cubes, enjoying the freshness and tranquility of the early morning.

On the other side, the man on the sofa is dressed in black, playing with his mobile phone, looking at the weather forecast for the new day.

"It looks like it's over. The man in the ponytail said, looking in the direction of the cemetery.

"Dark Moon... V: That guy is quite generous. The man on the sofa flipped through his phone, and after reading the forecast, he looked at the divination.

"After all, there's nothing like his frost. The pony-tailed man walked to the window, opened the curtains, and the morning sun shone in, and the whole room instantly became bright.

"But Dark Moon, isn't that the first step? The pony-tailed man took his last sip of coffee and turned to sit down.

On the sofa, the black-clothed man's mobile phone was turned off, and the white mask reflected on the screen was silent.