In the rivers and lakes, there are too many people who bully the weak and are afraid of the hard, and in this way they satisfy their superior vanity, but such people are just a flash in the pan and will always pay the price they deserve. And some people prefer to challenge those real masters, and when they are strong, they are strong, and they transform again and again in the battle of blood and fire, and gradually become the object of challenge by others.

Master Huiyin looked at the heartlessness in front of him like the god of hell death, and he no longer dared to take it lightly, and finally understood the origin of the godless heart of death. The smug look on his face disappeared, and he waited vigilantly for the next unintentional attack. It's just that what he doesn't know is that Wuxin hasn't really become a god of death at this time, because he can still control himself, if he really becomes the incarnation of the god of death, then no one can stop him and never die.

The people in the rivers and lakes have gradually forgotten the title of Wuxin when they first entered the rivers and lakes, and only remember the four words of blood knife and heartlessness, but what is really terrifying about Wuxin is not just the bloody knife that kills people and drinks blood, but the fierce murderous aura after the integration of human knives, like an angry god of death.

Wuxin looked at Master Huiyin coldly, looked at the golden skin scripture that was in the other party's hand at this time, and said lightly: "This is the Dharma Diamond Sutra?" It turned out that the scripture had been in Master Huiyin's hand, but it had been interrupted by Wuxin's sudden appearance before he could practice.

Hearing Wuxin's words, Master Huiyin hurriedly put the scripture book in his hand into his arms, as if he was afraid that Wuxin would take it away. I saw him with a gloomy face, and said coldly: "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the blood knife is the incarnation of death, and the poor monk should try it today." ”

Hearing Master Huiyin's words, he sneered unintentionally, and said lightly: "Just because you are also worthy of calling yourself a monk? It is full of the sorrow of the Buddha, I will clean the door for the Buddha today!"

Master Huiyin heard Wuxin's words and was about to refute, but Wuxin had already moved suddenly, like a rabbit, he rushed over like lightning, the blood knife in his hand was raised high, and he slashed down from the top of Master Huiyin's head, and a dazzling red light suddenly flashed, reflecting half of the sky.

Seeing the blood knife that was slashed down at the moment, Master Huiyin did not dodge, but shouted loudly, and actually raised his arms high to meet the momentum of the blood knife blade!

A fierce collision sounded, and I saw that Master Huiyin's body couldn't help but slide backwards, and the heartless blood knife immediately slashed vertically on the steps in front of him, and he was stunned to open a deep crack in the steps, you can imagine how powerful this knife is.

Mage Huiyin finally managed to control his body that was constantly sliding backwards, frowning and looking coldly at Wuxin on the other side. The arms that were facing the Heartless Blood Knife just now were really unharmed, but they were directly shattered by the sharp knife qi and scattered everywhere.

Wuxin slowly stood up, and the blood knife in his hand was raised again, and the blade sparked a few sparks on the steps. He looked coldly at Master Huiyin on the other side, and said disdainfully: "Pretend to be a ghost!" His eyes were staring at Master Huiyin's two arms, which were no longer covered by sleeves, and he saw that the two arms were shining brightly. It turned out that Master Huiyin was not really not bad in Vajra, but he had a stainless steel arm guard tied to each of his arms.

I saw that Master Huiyin's face was getting more and more gloomy at this time, almost black and purple, like a corpse that had already been poisoned, staring at Wuxin with a pair of eyes, and suddenly rushed over like lightning! This time, Master Huiyin actually took the lead!

Wuxin looked at the galloping Huiyin mage, and suddenly his pupils shrank, because the Huiyin mage who rushed to the front suddenly flashed, flew up and down, and five or six figures appeared at the same time, heading straight for Wuxin!

Was it an illusion? This was the first thought that came to Wuxin's mind, but the situation no longer allowed him to guess, and when he saw a figure, he stabbed out with a bloody knife!

But unfortunately, the unintentional stab was empty! At the moment when his bloody knife stabbed out, a sharp pain came from his chest, and he was slapped by Master Huiyin!

The huge force directly shook Wuxin out of the air, fell heavily to the ground, and lay motionless on the ground. All this happened so fast, so fast that no one was caught off guard, even the group of men in black who were watching the battle were dumbfounded, they didn't expect everything to end so quickly.

Master Huiyin looked coldly at Wuxin, who was lying motionless on the ground, with an unbridled smile on his face, and laughter continued to echo in this gloomy mansion, and then he was heard to say loudly: "Blood Knife Wuxin is nothing more than that, hahaha!" There was a hint of disdain and arrogance in his voice.

When the laughter stopped, Master Huiyin walked towards Wuxin with a blank face, intending to end Wuxin's life completely. At this moment, I don't know how long someone has been waiting, but not everyone can do it.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly passed through the gate, and rushed towards Master Huiyin who had just walked to Wuxin's side like lightning, and a long pitch-black knife in his hand stabbed at Master Huiyin's chest fiercely!

Master Huiyin stretched out his hand and blocked it with the stainless steel arm guard tied to his arm, and jumped backwards! After a piercing sound of gold and iron, Master Huiyin had already returned to the place where he had just stood, only to see a figure wrapped in black standing in front of Wuxin, blocking Master Huiyin's sight.

The pitch-black figure, the pitch-black long knife, almost blended with the night, and it looked even more strange under the red candles in this courtyard. The only pair of eyes on his body that were exposed were staring fiercely at the Huiyin mage in front of him, and a strong battle intent was bursting out on his body. This person is none other than the cold, not sooner or later, who came at the right time.

"Who are you?" Mage Huiyin didn't know the black-clothed man who suddenly appeared in front of him, looked at the long and narrow black knife, and asked coldly.

Leng didn't say anything, still staring at Master Huiyin, this monk with an evil nature all over his body. Wuxin didn't know what the situation was now, and he didn't have the heart to pay attention to the enemy's problems.

When he just arrived at the door, he saw Wuxin lying on the ground, and he didn't know what was going on, and he couldn't help but blame himself a little in his heart, blaming himself for coming too late, but in fact, he was fast enough, and he still had internal injuries on his body that were shocked by the blood spirit flute.

Seeing that Leng didn't speak, Master Huiyin snorted coldly, rushed towards Leng like lightning, and directly slapped a palm and slammed it into Leng's face!

Leng didn't dare to be careless, he didn't hesitate to meet him with a long knife, behind him was Wuxin who fell to the ground, he couldn't retreat, let alone dodge.

At the moment when the two were about to meet, I saw Leng suddenly grasp the hilt of the knife with both hands, and from the bottom up, he swung out a knife like lightning, slashing at the arm stretched out by Master Huiyin!

Mage Huiyin may really not have expected that the strangely dressed man in black in front of him would have such a stretched out his hand, and his sword technique would be so weird. I didn't have time to think about it, so I hurriedly stretched out my other arm and quickly pressed it against the long knife that was slashed from the bottom up, and at the same time, a lightning-like kick flew out, hitting Leng in the chest!

Leng didn't dare to be careless when he saw the foot that shot from the shot, and hurriedly withdrew one hand from the hilt of the knife and protected it on his chest, while the other hand holding the knife was obviously lacking in strength and was easily blocked by Master Huiyin.

A muffled snort sounded, and Master Huiyin's kick had already kicked Leng Hu's arm in front of his chest, and then he saw Leng's body retreat uncontrollably, until he retreated to the position where he was standing just now before he barely stopped, and almost stepped on Wuxin, who was still lying motionless in place.

A sharp pain came from the cold arm that was already numb, and the chest was also suffocated, if it wasn't for the urgency to withdraw his hand to block the chest, I'm afraid that the kick just now would have been more auspicious. I saw that he gritted his teeth tightly, still refusing to take a step back, staring at the Ehuiyin mage opposite.

"Don't any of you want to leave here alive today!" Master Huiyin looked at Leng who was standing opposite him with disdain, and said coldly, although he admitted that the strength of the man in black on the other side was indeed not weak, but he knew that the other party was not his opponent.

Leng narrowed his eyes, snorted, and suddenly rushed towards Master Huiyin again! A series of small broken steps under his feet, but the speed was extremely fast, holding the knife in both hands, his body rushed forward, and he spun rapidly, conjuring countless knife shadows, like a hurricane, making it impossible to tell which knife was real!

Master Huiyin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that this move seemed to have some traces of déjà vu. He looked at the cold that shot from him, and he didn't know where to start for a while, and there was a slight fear in his heart, you know, just now he was hurt by his own moves.

At this moment, a strange flute sound sounded from the roof of the hall, and the demon girl Blood Ling'er, who had been standing quietly on the roof and watching the changes, finally made a move! I didn't expect her to be so angry, from coming in unintentionally to finally being injured and falling to the ground, she never said a word from beginning to end, let alone made a move, if it wasn't for hearing this strange flute sound again, almost everyone would have forgotten her.

Leng who had just rushed out of the middle suddenly heard the sound of the flute, his face changed slightly, and the movements in his hands slowed down, and he didn't have time to hesitate, and swung the long knife out fiercely! But when he swung it out, he found that the enemy had already hidden on the steps, and was looking at him coldly from afar.

The sound of the flute became more and more harsh, more and more weird, Leng couldn't help but tighten his heart, a trace of blood slowly flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and he quickly supported his body with a long knife. The continuous contusions made his internal injuries that had not been relieved even more serious. At this time, the piercing sound of the flute kept echoing in his ears, and he could no longer calm down, his forehead was already wet, and his cheeks twitched, as if he was about to hold on.

The group of black-clothed people with red feathers who were originally watching from the sidelines had also hid on the steps at this time, standing behind Master Huiyin, covering their ears with their hands, their expressions were painful, it seemed that this flute sound was not only against Leng Yi, as long as anyone who heard it would be affected by it.

The people of Changle Town, who were led here by the sound of the flute before, had all fallen to the ground at this time, covering their ears with their hands, struggling and wailing, they had already woken up, but after they woke up, they were even more painful, and they were about to be crushed to death by this strange flute.

Suddenly, an eerie laughter sounded between the darkness of the night and the red candle, piercing through the sound of the magic flute and reaching the ears of everyone present! The uneasiness caused by the magic sound suddenly disappeared, but this laughter made people even more frightened.

Master Huiyin's face changed drastically, and he looked in the direction where the voice came from in disbelief, and then he frowned with a solemn expression.

The sound came from Leng Direction, but it was not from Leng Zhi, but from behind him, from the mouth of the person who had been lying motionless on the ground, Wuxin! Leng also suddenly turned to look at Wuxin behind him, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, under the gaze of everyone, Wuxin, who was lying motionless on the ground, slowly got up from the ground, looking a little trembling, but he stood unusually firm under his feet, holding the bloodthirsty bloody knife tightly in his hand.

Then, Wuxin slowly raised his slightly lowered head, and looked at the blood spirit who was standing on the roof of the house and playing the magic flute with a hint of fierceness, the corners of his mouth rose, and he kept letting out bursts of eerie and terrifying sneers, and with the laughter, his shoulders kept trembling, and his pale face was full of disdain.

His eyes were now crimson, red like a red candle in the courtyard, more like a pool of cold and piercing blood, as if it wanted to devour everything he saw......