Impulsiveness is caused by a person's reason being controlled by feelings, interests or other factors, while madness is caused by a person's taboo when the bottom line is completely touched by others, which is more out of control than the consequences of impulse. The real madness is not something that ordinary people can understand, nor is it something that ordinary people can bear.

When Tie Feiyun broke through the door and rushed out, everyone present heard it this time, because the thunder had stopped, everyone looked sideways, and then they saw the man in black who broke through the window, and Tie Feiyun who broke out of the door!

Almost at the moment when Tie Feiyun broke through the door, the black shadow who rushed towards Wuxin swung his hands several times like lightning, and four or five darts whistled and shot at Wuxin, and it was there in the blink of an eye!

But another figure flashed again, and a black shadow had already flashed between Wuxin and the black-clothed killer, the long knife in his hand blocked several times in a row, and several darts fell to the ground one after another, without hurting Wuxin in the slightest. Of course, if it weren't for the sound of Tie Feiyun breaking through the door, maybe everyone wouldn't have been able to spot these darts.

At this moment, the iron fist that Tie Feiyun threw out of the door had already smashed into the person's body, and a muffled snort sounded, and the two of them were entangled in the air, and they both fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

Wuxin had already turned around at this time, and saw the painful expression on the face of Tie Feiyun, who had fallen to the ground, and was about to step forward, but suddenly frowned, and the blood knife in his hand swung forward violently, only to see another dart fall to the ground, and when he looked up, he saw more darts shooting towards him!

Then I saw more than a dozen black-clothed killers rushing in from the broken window just now, wearing the same clothes as the black-clothed killer just now, and also sending out several darts! Dozens of darts shot towards Wuxin like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

It turned out that the man in black just now was just the beginning.

At the same time, Leng and the five "shadow" members quickly blocked in front of Wuxin, waving the long knife in his hand to block all the darts that were fired. Immediately after that, the dozen or so black-clothed killers jumped down from the second floor and rushed towards Wuxin. Leng did not hesitate, and led several "shadow" members to meet him, and the two sides were immediately entangled together.

Now there are only half of the "shadows" left by Wuxin's side, but the group of people in the rivers and lakes who have stopped standing on the side are still standing in place, looking at Wuxin and the remaining high-alert "shadows" in a daze, and then looking at the other "shadow" members who are entangled with more than a dozen black-clothed killers, they are all hesitating, neither advancing nor retreating.

Wuxin narrowed his eyes, then turned his head to look at Tie Feiyun, who still hadn't gotten up from the ground, and couldn't help frowning. walked to Tie Feiyun's side and reached out to pull him up from the ground, but as soon as he pulled him up, his face suddenly became gloomy.

Tie Feiyun was injured! As soon as Wuxin pulled him up, he felt a slimy mass in his hand, and then he saw a dagger stuck in Tie Feiyun's lower abdomen, and blood was flowing out of the knife.

It turned out that at the same time that Tie Feiyun's iron fist hit the black-clothed killer, when the two of them were about to be entangled together, the black-clothed killer had already taken out a dagger and stabbed it into Tie Feiyun's lower abdomen, which caused the bodies of the two to fall heavily to the ground at the same time.

"Are you alright?" Wuxin looked at Tie Feiyun with a painful face, and asked slowly, his face a little distorted, obviously trying his best to suppress his anger.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury, it didn't hurt the point," Tie Feiyun said, turning his head to look at the black-clothed killer who also fell to the ground, and continued: "Fortunately, I found it in time, otherwise it would have been troublesome." Until now, his mind is still on the unintentional safety.

Wuxin turned his head and looked coldly at the black-clothed killer who fell to the ground and grinned with his teeth, it seemed that Tie Feiyun's punch just now was not light. Then, Wuxin knew the identity of the black-clothed killer, because he saw a red corner of the black-clothed killer's messy clothes from under it, and recognized the killer's identity at a glance. Blood Shadow is a person with red feathers.

The black-clothed killer was also glaring fiercely, looking at Wuxin with a wry smile, as if he was unwilling, originally he thought that his plan was foolproof, and he would definitely be able to kill Wuxin by surprise with the thunder, but he didn't expect that someone suddenly rushed out in the dark and ruined his good deeds. But when he saw Wuxin slowly raise the blood knife in his hand, he couldn't laugh anymore.

As a stream of blood arrows flew out, the black-clothed killer lying on the ground closed his eyes forever, and a knife on his neck was squeezing blood outward. Heartless raised his hand and slashed the throat of the black-clothed killer with a single sword. For the enemy, Wuxin has long ceased to show mercy to his subordinates.

At this time, Long Xinyue also walked over, and when she saw Wuxin cutting the throat of the black-clothed killer without hesitation, she couldn't help but tighten her scalp. Originally, he was about to make a move just now, but Tie Feiyun was a little faster and grabbed ahead of him. Looking at Tie Feiyun's bleeding lower abdomen, he was about to speak, but he heard that Wuxin had already taken the lead in speaking.

"Take care of him!" Wuxin turned his head abruptly, looked at Long Xinyue and said, a pair of eyes had turned a red color, red like a knife, red like blood.

Seeing Wuxin's eyes with a strong murderous aura, Long Xinyue was stunned, he had never seen Wuxin's appearance, of course, he had only seen Wuxin twice, but he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, thinking that something might happen.

Sure enough, after unintentionally saying that sentence, he turned around and walked towards the group of people from the rivers and lakes who were still standing in place, and said coldly: "Kill !!" The cold voice came into the ears of everyone present, and there was a deep anger in the voice, and the anger burned to the core.

As soon as Wuxin's words fell, I saw the remaining "shadow" members take the lead in rushing towards the stunned crowd, and several long knives swung out like lightning, and in an instant, several people who had not fully recovered their senses were stabbed by the long knives and fell to the ground limply.

Immediately after, Wuxin had already rushed into the battle group, and the blood knife flew up and down, the speed was even faster than before, and the knife was more ruthless and fierce than just now. Someone fell under his bloody knife, and there were screams repeatedly, setting the Crescent Moon Inn on fire once again.

Wuxin went berserk again, the same as the last time he killed the Golden Swordsman, he became crazy and cold-blooded, and now he almost couldn't control the desire to kill in his heart, as if the blood knife in his hand was guiding him to destroy all the enemies in front of him.

The crowd panicked, because they were afraid, afraid of Wuxin's blood-red eyes that did not look like humans, and afraid of the bloody knife that sealed the throat when it saw blood and killed people. Now, they finally understand the true face of the bloody knife heartless, the knife and the man are one, invincible. The heartless is the knife, the ruthless is the human, but only to the ruthless.

The thunder rang out again, this time no longer silent, but continuous, as if to cover up the screams of hell in the small building.

The rain became heavier, as if it had turned into a waterfall, as if it was going to wash away the blood in this small building. Maybe even God has closed his eyes at this time, and he can't bear to witness this killing that is destined to be death.

Long Xinyue looked at Wuxin, who had almost forgotten himself in the crowd, and frowned slightly, he didn't expect that Wuxin, who usually looked at Wuxin, who talked very little, only drank tea and didn't drink, was so terrible when he was angry, as if no one could stop him, the bloody knife that flew up and down seemed to be able to kill Buddha and kill God. It wasn't until today that he really knew Wuxin.

Seeing that there was no need for him to make any more moves, Long Xinyue picked up Tie Feiyun and walked to the second floor, he had to heal Tie Feiyun first, otherwise it would be difficult to lose too much blood.

Tie Feiyun saw that Long Xinyue was going to take him away, struggling to refuse, he wanted to stay and see that Wuxin was okay, but Long Xinyue ignored it at all, and carried him straight to Wuxin's room, which was the room that Tie Feiyun had just rushed out, and closed the door hard, blocking Tie Feiyun's vision, although the door of the room was already dilapidated.

Time passed minute by minute, I don't know how long it took, it seemed that the rain outside had stopped, the deafening thunder was gone, only a few sporadic wails still floated over the Crescent Inn, rendering this unwilling lonely night.

Slowly, the shouts and screams in the inn were gone, as if everything was finally over, and the whole world was quiet, but the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood, mixed with a trace of murderous aura that had not yet dissipated.

A few heavy gasps were faintly heard, and they could be heard very clearly in the hall that had finally calmed down, as if a bloodthirsty beast was greedily sniffing the smell of blood in the air.

At this time, the hall of the Crescent Moon Inn was full of corpses, and it was already bleeding. In the middle of these corpses and the stream of blood, a man was kneeling on one knee, the knife and pestle in his hand on the ground, supporting his body that had long been overdrawn, and no place from head to toe was clean, it was all blood, and there were enemies and his own. This person is none other than Wuxin.

Wuxin's head bowed slightly, staring at the eyes that were still red as blood, and looked at his right hand holding the knife without blinking. His hands were shaking, as if he had lost consciousness, he could no longer remember how many times he had swung the knife, nor how many people had fallen at his feet, only that the five fingers of his right hand holding the knife seemed to be glued, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free.

However, the corners of his mouth, with a cruel sneer, revealed a few bloody teeth, which looked a little eerie.

At this time, Leng walked over and wanted to reach out to pull Wuxin up, but suddenly saw Wuxin turning his head and staring at him coldly, and there was no black and white eyeballs in a pair of crimson eyes, only a strong murderous aura. So he couldn't help but withdraw the hand that was half stretched out, and looked at Wuxin blankly.

After seeing that it was cold, Wuxin closed his eyes, calmed down his heavy breathing, paused for a while, slowly stood up from the ground, stretched the muscles and bones of his whole body hard, turned his head to look at the cold, and asked lightly, "Are you okay?"

"It's fine, just a little bit of a minor injury, but it doesn't hurt my bones. Leng shook his head and said slowly. Although he said this, the dozen or so "shadow" members on the side did not see any relaxation, they all looked a little tired, and they all supported each other.

Wuxin also saw it, frowned, and said lightly: "Help everyone to rest and deal with the injuries on your body as soon as possible." "He knew that today's battle was not so easy, and he himself was barely holding on, let alone them.

Two fists are always difficult to defeat four hands, although they are the last people to survive, but they are also the end of the strong crossbow, if the victory comes later, then everything will be different. There are many powerful generals who can directly take the head of the general in the army of ten thousand, but there are no people who can directly take the head of the army by themselves, and it is impossible to have one.

Long Xinyue, who had helped Tie Feiyun treat his wounds, gradually couldn't hear the movement outside, so he hurriedly walked outside, his heart hanging involuntarily, and he felt a little uneasy. But when he opened the dilapidated door, he suddenly couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

At this time, Wuxin had already walked back to the table where he had sat before the start of the war, and was pouring himself a cup of cold tea with a slightly trembling hand, and then raised his head tremblingly and drank it in one gulp, suddenly with an indescribable pleasure.

A terrible battle has finally come to an end, and everything is calm again, but I don't know if it is over or just the beginning......