For people in the rivers and lakes, killing people is a simple thing. But there are many ways to kill people, swords, guns, swords, halberds, everything can kill people. But a real master, flying flowers and falling leaves can also kill people invisibly. The rivers and lakes themselves are a world of killing and being killed.

"Where is your leader?!" Murong Qianhe looked at the dozens of black-clothed people who suddenly appeared, and asked loudly, he was also looking for the demon girl that the black-clothed man had said about the dead man, but he didn't find it in the crowd.

But these black-clothed people who suddenly appeared didn't seem to want to speak, just as Murong Qianhe's words fell, I saw thirty or forty black-clothed people rushing up without saying a word, waving their weapons, shouting and killing to the sky, as if they had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and they couldn't wait.

Murong Qianhe was stunned for a moment when he saw it, but he didn't expect the other party to move his hand as soon as he came up, and then sneered and stepped forward to meet him.

Just as Murong Qianhe rushed out, Leng and the other two "shadow" members on the side had also rushed up, and at the same time, more than a dozen black-clothed and black-faced people appeared around the village, who were the other "shadow" members. The two sides soon got together and fought inextricably.

Wuxin didn't make a move, but quietly watched the fierce battle happening in front of him, always feeling that there was a pair of eyes staring at him secretly.

Now he can conclude that the two deaths of Wudang and Shaolin were all at the hands of Red Feather, and the other party seems to be getting more and more anxious, and always tries to pull himself into the water. There must be some reason for this, otherwise Red Feather would not be so impatient.

At this moment, a man in black took advantage of the carelessness to sneak behind the heartless, raised the weapon in his hand and quietly leaned over, and when he was within the range of his attack, he suddenly raised the weapon and struck at the back of the heartless head, with a hideous face!

But suddenly, the man in black felt that the figure in front of him flashed, and then he saw that the person who was obviously standing in front of him just now had disappeared, and he couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Before he could react to what was happening, he felt a chill behind him, and a murderous aura instantly passed from behind him.

The man in black was startled, hurriedly turned around, and at the same time swung the weapon in his hand behind him fiercely! However, it was too late, because before he could turn around, he already felt that his back was hit by a powerful force, and his body involuntarily rushed forward, and at the same time opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell heavily to the ground.

Wuxin looked at the man in black who was lying on the ground motionless, without a trace of expression on his face. Just when the man in black wanted to sneak up on him just now, he had already come behind the man in black like lightning and kicked him in the back. In fact, he watched every move of the man in black from beginning to end, but he deliberately pretended to be uneasy.

In the crowd, Murong Qianhe added his fists and feet, constantly knocking down the black-clothed man in front of him, these people were not his opponents at all, it was easy for him, like a fish in water. His leather whip, which was always wrapped around his waist, didn't even move, these people were not worth his weapons at all.

The members of the "shadow" on the other side did not seem to encounter any obstacles, thirteen people, thirteen knives, like thirteen sharp arrows, fiercely plunged into the hearts of the enemy, and people kept falling under their long knives.

Although the enemy has the advantage in numbers, but under the joint killing of Murong Qianhe and the "Shadow", the victory and defeat will soon be clear, and it will not be long before these black-clothed men will soon be wiped out. Moreover, there was a Wuxin standing next to him who didn't make much of a move.

At this moment, suddenly a melodious flute sound came from far and near, and entered the ears of everyone present, like a girl singing a cappella, which was very beautiful, and it seemed to remind people of the past, remembered sadness, and even the movements in their hands slowed down.

When he heard the sound of the flute, Wuxin suddenly frowned. Although the sound of the flute is indeed very melodious, there is always an urge to make people cry without tears, as if it pulls a certain string in the heart, which makes people immersed in it, remembering the past events that they are unwilling to face and even deliberately forget.

Heartless turned around sharply and looked behind him. On the two big wooden stakes standing at the entrance of the village, there was already a figure standing at this time, it was a woman wearing a blood-red robe, waist-length long hair fluttering in the wind, a peerless face, holding a flute in her hand and putting it to her mouth, and the flute sound was blowing from her mouth.

A woman in red with a disheveled hair, playing a flute that seems to be able to capture people's minds, does look a little weird. This woman should be the demon girl in the mouth of the black-clothed man who led the way just now. A woman in red with a cloak of hair scattered actually played such a melodious and weird flute sound, and it really carried a trace of demonic energy.

At this moment, several screams came, and several people in black couldn't stand the melodious and mournful flute, covered their ears, kept shaking from side to side, and then fell to the ground, struggling in pain, tears and snot were already flowing all over their faces, looking painful.

"Everyone hold your breath, use your internal force to protect your ears and eyes, don't deliberately listen to her flute!" Wuxin didn't look back, and said loudly, a pair of eyes looked coldly at the strange woman standing on the top of the stake, holding her breath, trying her best to let the internal force of her whole body wander around her body, controlling her mind.

Soon, there were already men in black who couldn't stand the devastation of the flute, and directly picked up their weapons and killed themselves. I didn't expect that the lethality of the flute would be so great, and I didn't expect that the enemy would not care about the life or death of his companions. This is the first time he has encountered killing people with the sound of a flute, and he has only heard of it before, and he didn't expect that there really is such kung fu.

But this was far from the end, for the sound of the flute suddenly changed, and the melodious tune suddenly became rapid, constantly changing the tone, and the rhythm of the sound was like a huge hammer, constantly beating the hearts of everyone present.

The few remaining red-feathered and black-clothed killers had also fallen to the ground, constantly rolling, blood was flowing from their eyes, ears, and nostrils, begging and struggling in pain, but to no avail, the woman in red seemed to have not seen the reaction of her companions, and the flute sounded more and more rapid and changeable.

Murong Qianhe on the side had already sat on the ground, closed his eyes, closed his breath, and breathed his breath with his true qi. More than a dozen members of the "shadow" have also gathered, holding each other's arms, working together to resist the invasion of the flute, but they are also crumbling.

Wuxin felt that his heart was beating faster and faster, his breathing was getting faster and faster, and his chest felt as if it was about to burst, and he was suffocated. He knew that he couldn't keep it like this, otherwise he would not be able to hold on sooner or later, and he had to stop this flute, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Suddenly, he saw the big clock hanging from the two wooden stakes, and his eyes lit up, and he had an idea. Immediately afterward, I saw him suddenly grow his mouth and shout with all the strength of his body. The sound pierced through the rapid sound of the flute, and it gave him a brief respite, and then he saw him suddenly smash the bloody knife in his hand hard against the big bell!

I saw that the blood knife that kept flipping flew straight towards the big bell, and smashed on the big bell quickly, and then I heard a deafening bell, which instantly reached the ears of everyone present and floated out far away.

As the bell rang, the sound of the flute was also suppressed, and even paused, maybe the woman in red didn't expect to make such a trick unintentionally, and she broke her flute by mistake. Moreover, at the moment when the bell and the flute converged, she couldn't help but shake her body, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her face changed slightly.

At this moment, Wuxin had already jumped up with all his strength and swept in the direction of the woman in red, but his real target was the bloody knife that had been inserted into the bell!

Seeing Wuxin rushing towards her, the woman in red hurriedly swept back, and the sound of the flute changed again, becoming more rapid and more uneasy, as if it could affect the heartbeat of all those who heard the flute, and with the rhythm of the flute, the heartbeat became faster and faster!

A blood-red light flashed, and I saw that the blood knife had been unsheathed, and Wuxin had already pulled out the blood knife.

But at the moment when the blood knife was unsheathed, the sound of the flute had changed again, and the heartless body in mid-air suddenly fell down, kneeling heavily on one knee, and the blood knife in his hand had been deeply inserted into the soil. If he hadn't supported his body with a bloody knife, I'm afraid he would have fallen directly to the ground by now.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute disappeared, and the woman in red was gone, as if she had never been there. It came and went quickly, but it hit everyone in the room hard, and it was just by virtue of the sound of a flute.

Wuxin calmed down his rapid heartbeat, slowly stood up from the ground, forcefully pulled out the blood knife inserted in the ground, frowned, and looked coldly at the direction where the woman in red disappeared, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

Wuxin has never heard of such a master among Red Feathers, but he is not among the seven people on the killer list. The purple-clothed young man that Wudang met before, and now the woman in red, unintentionally finally understood that among the red feathers, it was by no means as simple as only seven people on the killer list, and no one knew how many masters were hidden in secret.

Murong Qianhe had already stood up at this time, and slowly walked behind Wuxin, and the members of the "shadow" also helped each other to the entrance of the village, it seemed that several people had already suffered varying degrees of internal injuries, if it weren't for Wuxin's impatience and wisdom, and broke the flute with the bell, I am afraid the consequences would be unimaginable. And those red-feathered black-clothed killers were already lying motionless on the ground at this time, probably already dying.

"Sure enough, it's a demon girl!" Murong Qianhe looked at the entrance of the village, which was already empty, and said in a deep voice, his voice was obviously still a little lacking in confidence, and his breathing was not smooth.

Wuxin turned to look at everyone and asked lightly, "Are everyone okay?"

Everyone shook their heads, signaling that they were fine, but the way they looked now, where did they look like they were fine. All of them were pale and lacklustre.

Wuxin glanced at everyone, and said lightly at Murong Qianhe: "Senior Murong, the people sent by Hongyu this time are not trivial, it is not as simple as framing me, I hope you will rush back to Shaolin as soon as possible to inform Master Wuregret and Daoist Aoki, so that they can take precautions as soon as possible," he said and looked at the "shadow" members on the side, and continued: "You also go with the master of Murong Hall, and after healing, stay there and protect Shaolin." ”

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for a few people to talk, he had already jumped up, jumped into the air, pulled out the scabbard inserted in the big clock, and chased it out in the direction where the woman in red disappeared.

In his heart, he was still thinking about the Dharma Diamond Sutra, and he promised that he would have no regrets and would definitely chase the scriptures back. If you really let the woman in red escape, it will be difficult to find it again.

"What about you?" Murong Qianhe looked at Wuxin and rushed out without saying a word, and asked loudly from behind.

"I'm going to take the scriptures back. Wuxin didn't look back, and replied loudly, before the words fell, the people had already rushed out of the village, and it was too late for Murong Qianhe to stop him.

Leng saw that Wuxin chased him out alone, he couldn't rest assured, looked at Murong Qianhe and said, "I don't worry about the young master going alone, please trouble the Murong hall master to take care of them." Before the words fell, he had already chased out.

Looking at the two people who had gone away in the blink of an eye, Murong Qianhe shook his head, did not delay, and quickly returned in the direction of Shaolin Temple with the remaining twelve "shadow" members......