Hearing is false, seeing is believing. Never just believe what you hear, because it's easier said than done, and when you're talking and enjoying yourself all day long, have you ever thought about how you'll be thinking about what you're going to do when one day things really happen and the end doesn't go the way you expected?

The night is still very dark, the black hand is not visible, the breeze is no longer blowing, but blowing more and more, it seems to want to hide something through the sound of the wind, so that everything under the night seems more peaceful.

A room with a slightly brighter candlelight was full of people, many people, all sitting around a large rectangular table, all arguing about something, and they could vaguely be heard talking about a person, a familiar name, and a bloody knife without a heart.

At the very top of the table, sat a man, dressed in black and with a veil on his face, sitting motionless in a chair listening to the arguments of the people around him, looking expressionless.

"I think we should think twice before acting, and the team leader has already said, we can only arrest that girl, not kill, if so, it will inevitably be timid, and it will be useless to go to more people when the time comes, it will still be under the bloody knife unintentionally, and what he hates most is that someone touches the people around him, and we are obviously inviting more tragic revenge. A man in black, who looked a little older, said with a stern face, as if he had thought it out after much deliberation.

The other slightly younger man in black pursed his lips disdainfully, and retorted loudly: "If you are afraid, you can not go to this operation, let's go." Obviously, our plan worked, and if it wasn't for his subordinate who came out halfway, maybe we would have succeeded, and it was easiest to kill him through the people he cared about the most!"

"You said it, he still has subordinates, and all of them are not under you and me, they have always followed him inseparably, if it was really so easy to kill, the blue fox would have killed him a long time ago, do you still need our blood shadow?" the older man retorted without flinching, his face flushed, and he looked emotional.

It turned out that in addition to the blood shadow among the red feathers, the other killers were called blue foxes. The Blood Shadow wears red, and the Blue Fox wears blue, but the Red Coats are significantly one level higher than the Blue Coats.

At this time, no one seemed to notice, a dark figure was hiding under the eaves, quietly listening to the arguments in the house, motionless. Maybe it's the argument that's too loud, maybe it's the wind outside the house that covers everything.

The debate continued, and it was never possible to unify, and the scene was divided into two groups, one group was in favor of using the same method to intercept the blood knife Wuxin again, while the other group was more conservative, thinking that it would only attract more crazy revenge from the blood knife Wuxin.

The masked man in black looked coldly at the people in front of him who had been arguing, his brows furrowed more and more, and his face became more and more gloomy. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, slapped the table hard, and said loudly: "Shut up!

Hearing the masked man's words, everyone stopped arguing and closed their mouths, as if they were very afraid of the masked man, and no one dared to say anything more.

"By the time you come up with a result, maybe someone will have come after you and put a knife on your neck!" a bunch of waste!...... "The masked man in black said loudly with a little excitement, his tone obviously tinged with disappointment and a hint of anger, but he stopped halfway through his sentence, narrowed his eyes, and looked out the window, a hint of incredible surprise between his eyebrows.

"Who's sneaking out there!!" the masked man shouted out of the window, his eyes fixed on the looming black shadow outside the window.

Hearing the masked man's words, everyone was taken aback and turned their heads to look out the window. Through the bright candlelight in the room, a black shadow was imprinted on the window, which looked so realistic, so close. Some people even couldn't help but exclaim, and some people had already pulled out their weapons.

The black shadow didn't speak, still standing quietly under the eaves outside the window, like a ghost that came and went without a trace, revealing an eerie and terrifying atmosphere, which made everyone who saw him gasp.

"What are you doing in a daze! Go out and take him down!" the masked man's voice came again at this time, and he gave the order to do it, if the person outside the window was not his own, then he must not be allowed to get out of here alive.

Hearing the masked man's words, the black-clothed men rushed to the door, and soon rushed outside the house, and then they saw the black shadow standing by the window under the eaves just now swept backwards, jumped to the center of the courtyard, and once again remained motionless and silent.

The pitch-black cloak, the pitch-black brim, and the pitch-black knife were reflected in the eyes of everyone who rushed out of the house, and although they rushed out, none of them dared to rush forward, because none of them knew what the black shadow that suddenly appeared was sacred.

At this time, the masked man in black, who was the most calm among everyone, slowly walked out, separated the crowd blocking the door, and walked to the front. Then he saw the uninvited black figure standing in the middle of the courtyard, and then his eyes widened with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

At this moment, a panicked man in black stumbled over from not far away, and kept shouting as he ran: "Oh no, no, someone has broken in, and our people have been killed!" But the closer he got, the more he felt that something was wrong, because he saw a black shadow standing in the center of the courtyard, and all the men and horses on his side were gathered in everything, standing opposite the black shadow.

Everyone had a look of hatred on their faces when they saw this belated messenger, and if their eyes could kill, they didn't know how many times they had died.

Finally, the black shadow standing in the center of the courtyard raised his head in the midst of all the attention, and looked at the enemy standing on the opposite side, his eyes were cold, and there was no expression on his pale cheeks, only a faint trace of resentment, accompanied by a murderous aura, which gradually spread in this not very large courtyard.

"Blood Knife Heartless ???!" An exclamation sounded, obviously someone had already recognized this black shadow that suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and directly called out his name, it seems that there are still old acquaintances here.

With this shout, everyone already knew that the Blood Knife Wuxin was really coming, and he had come to take revenge. People can't help but think back to what the older companion said just now, if you can't kill Bloody Knife Heartless the first time, then you can only wait to be killed by him.

That's right, this person in the courtyard, there will be no one else except Wuxin. When he set up the man in black with his neck broken and planned to go deeper, he found the noisy room, so he hid under the eaves, intending to find out, and then was discovered by the masked man in black.

At this time, Wuxin had already found the masked man in black standing in the crowd of the other party, and the masked man in black was also looking at him at this time, the two of them, looking at each other, with different expressions in their eyes, but they were equally complicated.

When he saw this masked man in black at first glance, Wuxin had already recognized it, this person was none other than the man in black who suddenly appeared when he was the leader of the martial arts alliance in Wudang last time, and Wuxin had fought with him at that time, but after Lei Zhen was injured, he fled by him, and he didn't know the winner or loser, but he didn't expect to meet here again, and it seems that he should be the leader of the blood shadow, because Wuxin just heard the word team leader.

"It's been a long time. Wuxin looked at the masked black-clothed man standing in the crowd, and said coldly, his voice hoarse, and it seemed to have a hint of excitement.

The masked man didn't speak, as if he was always reluctant to speak in front of his unintentional eyes, as if he was deliberately hiding something, fearing that his true identity would be revealed. Most of the masked people have two ideas, one is to increase the sense of mystery and deterrence, and the other is to hide their identity, and the masked man in black in front of him should be the latter.

"Is it me who the killer you sent to Shaolin to intercept and kill? hostage-taking is also your plan?" Wuxin squinted his eyes and asked coldly, his emotions were no longer so calm, and a majestic murderous aura was released instantly, sweeping everyone present like a mountain and a sea.

The masked man in black seemed to have already thought of a countermeasure, no matter what he said unintentionally, no matter what he said, he didn't intend to say more, only to see him silently raise his hand and wave it forward gently. It's a signal, a hands-on signal.

Sure enough, just when the masked black-clothed man's raised hand had not completely fallen, the black-clothed men who had already drawn their knives glanced at each other, and without any further hesitation, they rushed to the center of the courtyard without worry, as if they were worried that others would rob them of their first work, although they were afraid in their hearts, but they had to rush up, because they believed that even if the blood knife was unintentionally powerful, it would definitely not be the opponent of all of them, and dragging him could also drag him down.

A dazzling, scarlet, blood-red light lit up, accompanied by a dragon's roar, reflecting half the sky red, and also illuminating the ugly faces of the swarming enemies. Human nature, at this moment, seems so pale and powerless, like a big joke, laughing at everyone on the scene, and also laughing at the people of the world who have ill intentions all day long.

He drew his sword, and he had no intention of drawing it again, but this time, he didn't hesitate anymore, because from the moment he stepped into this courtyard, he already knew why he came and why he took the knife. At this time, the time has come to draw the sword, for the sake of the enemy, but also for himself.

At the moment when the red light first appeared, the blood knife had been unintentionally swung backwards like lightning, without a moment's hesitation, not sooner or later, not impartial, and slashed fiercely on a person's chest!

Followed by a scream that resounded through the sky, not only in pain, but also with a trace of fear that had nowhere to vent, because the blood knife was so fast, so fast that there was no chance to react, so fast that he almost didn't react to the fact that he had been disemboweled.

This person is the person who rushed over to report the news in a panic just now, originally he wanted to sneak behind Wuxin, and planned to kill Wuxin, which can be regarded as saving a little face for his dereliction of duty. But he underestimated the strength of the Blood Knife Wuxin too much, and overestimated himself, so what awaited him was only death.

Seeing that the enemy had already rushed over, he didn't hesitate any longer, pulled out the bloody knife embedded in the body of the man in black behind him, and rushed forward towards the enemy without hesitation.

With a wave of the blood knife, countless drops of blood fell like hidden weapons, overwhelmingly falling on the swarming enemies! It was the blood of their companions, filthy with a hint of stench, but at this time it was used as a weapon to strangle them by the enemy they had always dreamed of killing......