Chapter 110: The second level, the iron rope breaks the soul

Lin Ruochen's killing move has been made, and he has already stepped on the shortest wooden stake with one foot, this wooden stake he has stepped on twice, it is a solid stake. As long as he borrowed this force, he was sure to break into Pei Di's arms.

The second spear is powerful, but as long as it is close, it is no different from a burning stick!

Pei Di seemed to react a beat slower, and did not retreat in time, but took a step forward and walked steadily.

Lin Ruochen's brows furrowed slightly, this Pei Di's reaction was completely unreasonable. But the arrow is on the line, and it has to be sent.

The toes had already touched the wooden stake, and Lin Ruochen's shoulders were spinning, ready to rise to the sky.

Pei Di's right foot stepped down suddenly, his body rose into the air, two meters above Lin Ruochen, the spear in his hand was turned, and the blade of the gun was pierced, but it was two feet above Lin Ruochen's head!

This shot is obviously going to be empty.

At this moment, the short wooden stake under Lin Ruochen's feet actually broke through the ground and rose and crashed into the soles of Lin Ruochen's feet!

The strength came abruptly, Lin Ruochen's knees were slightly bent, and he was about to borrow his strength, but he was completely unprepared. His feet sank, and he didn't have time to react, his left leg was knocked down by a huge force, his waist and abdomen were forced to bow, and the rotating frame of his whole body was scattered in an instant.

The wooden stake pushed Lin Ruochen's body up, and the place where the big gun pierced was Lin Ruochen's throat!

This dragon stake is not only divided into virtual and real, but is completely controlled by Pei Di. I fumbled for a long time for the rules, but it was useless.

In hand-to-hand combat, you are not afraid of getting hurt, you are not afraid of losing the wind, you are afraid that all of a sudden, you will be broken up!

Scattered shelves, the warrior has at least half a breath of time, and it is difficult to control his body. When this kind of master makes a move, not to mention half a breath, even a blink of an eye, can tell the difference between life and death.

Ignoring the way the horn Jiao came out of the water, Lin Ruochen fell on his back, and hooked his right foot to a wooden stake on his side again.

These 128 stakes are traps!

When he was about to hook the wooden stake, the two-meter-high wooden stake suddenly sank for no reason, and Lin Ruochen hooked it lonely.

At this point, Lin Ruochen's left leg was bent too much and he couldn't exert his strength, his right foot was empty, and his body had completely lost his focus.

And although Pei Di's stab missed, it was picked up, and the big gun smashed down with the sound of the wind!

There is no need to talk about any subtle tricks, condescending, and powerful, so that you have no way out!

If it is a real life-and-death fight, Lin Ruochen can still seek some means of counterattack the moment he falls to the ground, but now it is the first level of the five-fold life level, as long as the body touches the ground, he will lose!

Even if you run for your life, what's the point?

Pei Di already sneered. In this world, there is nothing fair or unfair, if you dare to come, you must be prepared for this!

Already a dead end?

No! In Lin Ruochen's eyes, the most dangerous time is the time to fight back!

Pei Di's spear still smashed into his chest, and Lin Ruochen's eyes suddenly flashed with fanatical killing intent!

The long knife in his right hand stabbed out like lightning and pierced into the wooden stake at his side. The long knife is sharp, the blade is erected, and it runs through the entire stake! Lin Ruochen pressed the handle of the knife with his right hand, and his body borrowed this bit of strength to turn over and get up, crashing into Pei Di's gun!

With a clamp on the forearm of his left hand, the moment the big gun smashed into his chest, Lin Ruochen grabbed the barrel of the gun, and his body was like a big snake, and he actually circled the spear of Zhang'er and spun up!

His legs slashed upwards like heavy whips, and his right hand had already released the hilt of the knife and clasped the barrel of the spear.

The snake tail whip, although it did not emit the greatest power, but now Pei Di is also in mid-air, and there is no way to avoid it!

Ditch the gun! Pei Di made a choice as soon as possible, throwing the gun in both hands, twisting his waist desperately, and flying out to the side.

Lin Ruochen's body sank, his feet were cut into the air, but the spear in his hand was a foot into the ground.

The body of the spear was bent into a full bow, and Lin Ruochen's body bounced into the air, like a peng spreading its wings, and pounced on Pei Di!

The situation took a turn for the worse, Pei Di lost his spear, he was already a little flustered, and he was locked by Lin Ruochen's killing intent, and cold sweat flowed down his back!

At this moment, he really knew how big the gap really was.

Strictly speaking, on this dragon pile, this is Lin Ruochen's first counterattack! But this counterattack is possible, and Pei Di lost his life.

Pei Di stepped into the air and fell to the ground.

The defeat was certain, and he couldn't barely hold on any longer. He believed that as long as it was one second later, when Lin Ruochen pounced, he could only turn into a cold corpse!

Watching Pei Di fall to the ground, Lin Ruochen snorted coldly, and suddenly exerted force under his feet, stepping on a wooden stake into powder!

Gathering momentum, the two coins pinched between the right fingers slid into the sleeve with a crisp clang.

wanted to kill him, but before Pei Di landed, he was already dead. But Lin Ruochen knew that he couldn't do the so-called thing of passing five levels and killing six generals. The King of Fighters, Pei Du, does not have that big bearing, and can tolerate him killing his son in front of him!

Falling to the ground, Lin Ruochen turned around and pulled out the Dragon Slaying Treasure Knife, put it into the sheath casually, and sneered: "This is the first life? It's so obscene, it's an insult to the name of Youlong! ”

In Pei Di's eyes, there was no longer the cold arrogance at the beginning. In the place where he is best at, being beaten into the dust by others has not only lost his face as a member of the Thirteenth Taibao, but also his confidence in practicing martial arts for more than 20 years.

Seeing Lin Ruochen walking away, Pei Kun, who had no choice but to follow behind him, was indescribably resentful in his chest.

In the past twenty years in Wolong Mountain, he has become accustomed to that kind of lofty and invincible posture, even when Lin Ruochen's name was passed into Wolong Mountain, he was just cursing coldly, and the martial artist who went to Shengjing City was a waste. But today, it's a resounding slap in the face!

Wolong Mountain's fivefold life pass, only this first and last pass, is their thirteen Taibao guards, and the generals of the other three passes are all in charge of the elites of other sects.

Wolong Mountain, although no one can shake the power of the King of Fighters, but the Thirteen Taibao has always been questioned.

The thirteen of them, before joining Pei Du, were also elite disciples of various sects, betraying the identity of Pei Du's righteous son, and holding a high position in Wolong Mountain, they had already received a lot of criticism, and now they were slapped in the face again, which was a big blow to their reputation.

Even, Pei Kun had secretly gritted his teeth, hoping that Lin Ruochen would be able to carry the following three levels and persist until the end. He believed that no matter how strong Lin Ruochen was, he would have no chance of winning in the face of Fenglu Mountain in the fifth level. Such a person can only fall under the hands of their thirteen Taibao!

Therefore, when the old man stood on top of the iron rope in the second level, Pei Kun's face turned iron-blue!

"Since Pei Di can't stop you, let's go to the old man's Soul Breaking Bridge!"

Le Songren stood at one end of the iron cable, his body swaying in the wind, and a wisp of gray beard under his chin, quite a bit of fairy wind bones.

Lin Ruochen was not in a hurry to get on the bridge, and raised his eyes to watch the situation of this second level.

A knife formation more than five meters wide! The shiny tip of the knife pointed upwards, flickering with cold air. Two iron stakes were erected, and an iron chain with the thickness of a child's wrist penetrated a distance of more than 20 meters, and was two meters above the knife array!

It seems that this level is to pass through the knife formation from this iron chain.

A lonely bridge, two martial artists at both ends of the road at the same time, can only fall down one in order to pass smoothly!

And once he fell under the bridge, even a master of chemical strength like Lin Ruochen was not sure to retreat in the knife formation. This Broken Soul Bridge is well deserved!

"Don't look at it. I'm happy to be above board, but unlike some people, I don't care about what to do on this bridge. If you can pass the test, my Shenhemen will be convinced! ”

The old man shook his arm, held a narrow sword in his hand, and said with a smile.

"Le Songren, who are you going to mock? Is it against my King of Fighters line? Without waiting for Lin Ruochen to answer, Pei Kun stepped out and scolded loudly.

Le Songren's bright and upright sentence and disdainful smile deeply pierced Pei Kun's nerves.

This old immortal, relying on his qualifications to follow the King of Fighters in his early years, has always been against their thirteenth Taibao, and today seeing Pei Di lose the first battle, he must be even more proud in his heart! Pei Kun cursed secretly in his heart.

"What? How do I Le Songren speak, and it's your turn to take care of Pei Kun? Do you want the old man to call you to listen to the fourth master? Le Songren sneered, but his eyes didn't even look at Pei Kun.

Lin Ruochen raised his eyebrows, but stopped instead. This Wolong Mountain doesn't seem to be monolithic!

Pei Kun's face turned red, his hands trembled with anger, but he couldn't speak.

Now he is the fourth of the thirteen Taibao, and he has also changed his surname to Pei, but twenty years ago, his name was Le Qingkun!

All the core disciples of the Shenhemen are surnamed Le, but they are not really a family.

It's just that if you want to enter the core of the Shenhe Gate and obtain the inheritance of the exercises, you have to forget your previous name, change your surname to Le, sort them according to the eldest and youngest in the door, and rename them.

Le Qingkun is talented and intelligent, and has been treated by Le Songren as his own son since he was a child, and he wants to inherit the mantle. He himself is also angry, and among the younger generation, he stands out and becomes a well-deserved first-day genius of Shenhemen.

It's a pity that twenty years ago, the boxing emperor Pei Du summoned him to the palace, and then, when he came out again, he had become Pei Kun!

Le Songren can't let go of it for the rest of his life, and that's it.

He was not against Le Qingkun joining the team of the King of Fighters Pei Du, he didn't even care about him changing his name to Pei Kun. Who doesn't want to make their children better?

But what he couldn't accept was that Le Qingkun had tried his best to erase all his relationships with Shenhemen since that day.

He has been raised as his own son for more than 20 years, and now he doesn't even say hello, not only has he changed his surname, but even his heart has gone clean!

He couldn't swallow this breath.

Therefore, whenever he has the opportunity, he will cut his face mercilessly!

Do you think that if you climb the high branch of the King of Fighters, you will soar? Can you forget your ancestors and be at ease? Joke! As long as I, Le Songren, don't die, you can only be a joke in this Wolong Mountain!

Le Songren laughed cruelly, no longer paid attention to him, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, pointed at Lin Ruochen, and said, "Lin Ruochen, several disciples of my Shenhemen have all died in your hands. The old man didn't expect that you would dare to come and come up and die! ”

Lin Ruochen looked at Pei Kun Tieqing's face, and then looked at Le Songren who was in the yin owl on the Broken Soul Bridge, and suddenly smiled: "You want to kill him, but it's not easy to do it?" I'll kill him for you!" ”

Lin Ruochen roared loudly, flew up, a harrier pierced the clouds in the air, stepped on the iron rope with both feet, and the long knife in his hand was pointed at Le Songren!