Pei Kun didn't dare to raise his head, his voice was low, but clear and urgent.

"Uncle Mu, this second level, the iron rope breaks the soul, and it is Le Songren, the master of the Shenhe Gate, who personally guards it. The two sides fought fiercely, and Lin Ruochen beheaded the master of Le Songren. The disciples of the Divine Crane Sect were furious and wanted to kill Lin Ruochen to take revenge. The little nephew's incompetence and excessive words triggered this riot! The little nephew is willing to apologize for his sins with death and pay for the lives of the disciples of the Shenhe Sect who died in vain in the riot! ”

Pei Kun gritted his teeth, bent his knees, knelt down in front of Mu Shang with a pop, lowered his head and showed his neck, and the heavy sword in his hand was raised, holding it high in his hand!

This riot, no matter what, cannot be blamed on the Shenhemen. That will only lead to a head-on conflict between the major sects and the King of Fighters!

Pei Kun didn't even have the slightest intention of justifying, and after stating the facts, he decisively took the blame and took the initiative to admit that he caused the riot. knelt down on the spot, willing to die against each other, and gave Mou Shang a big step.

Mu Shang nodded secretly, this kid is a malleable talent! Relying on this impromptu reaction, he is definitely the capital of a powerful minister who is highly sensitive to the overall political situation. Know the severity, take into account the overall situation, and handle it properly!

It seems that the King of Fighters Pei Du handed over the daily management of the Wolong Mountain Royal City to him Pei Kun, and he really has the wisdom to know people.

"Humph! Even if you still know right and wrong, you don't shirk blame arbitrarily. If you don't know what's wrong by now, I'll behead you on the spot!" ”

Mu Shang raised his hand to hold Pei Kun's heavy sword in his hand, flattened the sword body, and slammed the sword on his back.

The clothes were torn, and a palm-wide blood mark opened the flesh in an instant, and blood flowed down the backbone.

With a kick flying, Pei Kun slipped and fell out three or four meters on his head, turned over and got up, and knelt straight on the ground again.

"If you don't die, you don't count! After discussing with a few masters, I will settle accounts with you. Pei Liang, put this bastard in prison for me, put on a fifty-pound lock, and kneel for me to reflect! No eating, no getting up without my orders! ”

Mu Shang was ruthless, and in front of everyone, he didn't save any face for Pei Kun. But the more this is the case, the more grateful Pei Kun is in his heart, he knows that Mou Shang is going to protect him!

Compared with the balance of power in Wolong Mountain, a human life is nothing. If Mu Shangming was punished and killed Pei Kun to calm the fear of the major forces, there would be no problem.

Now, although the attack is ruthless, it is a lynching, a public punishment, but a flail for reflection, this is a signal to him: cooperate well, and there will be reuse later!

Pei Kun's eyes were a little red, but he still didn't dare to raise his head, he lay down heavily and kowtowed three times, and was set up by two martial artists of the Fierce Fist Army, and walked out of the square.

Mu Shang's face softened, and he turned around and said: "Everyone, now you are the envoy of the Gongsun family of Bagua City, and you have come to my Wolong Mountain to write a book, it is the time to break through the fivefold life pass, and it is a matter of your face and mine." Listen to the little brother, don't argue at this time, so as not to be laughed at by others. Here's what happened, and the younger brother will give you an explanation. ”

Several older martial artists behind him gave up one after another. Since Mou Shang put down his words and pressed step by step, it would not be a wise move.

"Brother Shenhemen Le, the town pass missed, and the crane went away, which is my great sorrow in Wolong Mountain. First go back to the funeral, arrange the mourning hall, and wait for the messenger to meet him, and the King of Fighters and I will go to mourn in person. In this matter, I will definitely give you justice, so go back first. ”

Mou Shang deals with this kind of thing, neatly, and takes care of all aspects, and does have the demeanor of a superior person, no wonder he is in his forties and is in charge of the overall situation in Wolong Mountain.

The relevant personnel have dispersed, leaving only Pei Liang to lead the brigade of fierce fist troops to suppress the field.

Mu Shang set his eyes on Lin Ruochen on the Broken Soul Bridge, and snorted coldly: "Kid from Bagua City, come down." ”

Lin Ruochen kicked his legs, flew down, arched his hand casually, and said with a haha: "Hehe, he is really a big man, and handling affairs is inseparable from the principles of fairness, justice and openness!" ”

Mu Shang didn't care about the sarcasm in his words at all, and said coldly: "Lin Ruochen, the martial artist of Shengjing City, has a relationship with the Gongsun family in Bagua City. I heard that you have a close relationship with Yu Shuanglong, the old immortal of Nanshan Villa? ”

Lin Ruochen's expression became cold, and the dragon slaying knife behind him came out of its sheath with a "poof", and the cold light shone: "Blade Shangli, do you want to try it?" ”

Mu Shang's eyes were fixed on the Dragon Slaying Treasure Knife, the muscles on his face twitched, and he breathed a sigh of relief for a long time, and said hatefully: "There are still three levels, live well." When my emperor sees you, I will naturally break your! ”

"I'm afraid your claws aren't hard enough! I'm waiting for you. Lin Ruochen strode forward and didn't look at him again.

In this Wolong Mountain, there are too many people who want him to die, to be honest, whether he can get out alive or not, Lin Ruochen is not sure, but since he has carried this dragon slaying sword, he can't live up to this peerless momentum!

Less than a mile ahead, eight huge wooden stakes were erected on the wide street, and the surrounding area was empty and unguarded.

"What's that saying?" Lin Ruochen stood five feet in front of the wooden stake and said in a deep voice.

"The third level, the wooden formation. Eight wooden people, guarding the land of five zhang. If you can get by, the sea and the sky are wide, and if you can't get by, you will go to Huangquan. ”

Behind him, Mu Shang's voice was cold.

Compared with the martial arts fighting fist, even if it is a special environment like the Iron Cable Broken Soul Bridge, Lin Ruochen still feels that such a large array of organs is the most dangerous.

The wooden people have no emotion, and they don't fear, they only know how to attack and kill under the established procedure! Even if you cut off one of its arms, the next moment, it will still attack with all its strength without hesitation.

Such an enemy, without weaknesses, is the most terrifying.

The only way is to find the pattern and find a way to break the formation before their siege is formed!

The eight wooden figures, all of which are more than two meters tall, have thick iron and wood limbs, and the joints are made of carbon fiber and memory metal, which is definitely the product of the combination of ancient martial arts and modern civilization!

Lin Ruochen took a deep breath and inserted the Dragon Slaying Treasure Knife back into the scabbard behind him.

In this level, a sharp blade like a long knife has no effect. He was sure that those joints would never be easily cut, and once the long knife was stuck on the ironwood, it would affect his body.

This battle will rely on its own strength and understanding of the formation.

The ancient martial arts family comes from the gossip ancient frame, and a large part of its inheritance is related to the formation.

The Eight Arrays that have been passed down through the ages, the Eight Gate Golden Lock Arrays, etc., all have the shadow of the gossip ancient frame. I just don't know what kind of road these eight wooden people are taking.

If you want to talk about formations, Lin Ruochen doesn't know anything. If he wants to get through, he has to find another way!

Someone is still smiling behind him, and if he doesn't go up, it's even if he doesn't go up, let's go into the battle first!

One step out, Lin Ruochen put his palms across his chest, adjusted his position with broken steps under his feet, and the big dragon on his spine rattled and rattled, and he had entered the best state.

Each of the eight wooden figures took a step forward, in a strange direction, as if stepping on a mysterious node.

Lin Ruochen frowned, since he entered the realm of the law of heaven and man, he knew the sense of distance during fighting and the center of gravity of the opponent's attack and defense. But this time, the eight wooden figures gave him the feeling that according to the inherent laws, they couldn't capture any movement tracks.

Actually, this is not difficult to understand.

When a martial artist is fighting, the position of the gaze, the advance change of the joints, the adjustment of the breathing, and the change of the center of gravity are all factors in judging his next move. The so-called prediction is basically these aspects.

But the wooden people have no problems in this area at all, and it is natural that it is difficult to make predictions.

If someone understands the formation well, they will naturally know where they will land next, after all, they have a fixed procedure for each move. But for Lin Ruochen, who doesn't know anything about formations, it is undoubtedly an unsolvable problem.

I can't care so much, let's try their strength first!

Lin Ruochen knew that even if he gave himself a few days, it would be impossible to break the subtlety of this formation, so he could only break the formation with force!

Suddenly, Lin Ruochen turned sideways and crashed into one of the wooden figures, his right hand was wrapped in reverse, buckled to the waist and abdomen of the wooden man, and his right foot hooked out and wrapped around the wooden stake like a leg.

It stands to reason that such a wooden man should be relatively slow, Lin Ruochen just made up his mind to overturn one of the wooden figures with fast and slow, presumably their formation will be chaotic.

The arm has not yet wrapped around the thick iron wood between the waist and abdomen, and above the head, two big fists with the sound of the wind smashed down, even faster than the average martial artist, the action is three points faster.

And the wooden man lifted up with one foot, it was a blow!

The knee joints were weirdly folded and slapped at Lin Ruochen's waist.

gasped, and couldn't care about attacking anymore, Lin Ruochen fell on his back, a lazy donkey rolled around, and fled in embarrassment!

Suffered a sullen loss!

The joints of this wooden man can rotate three hundred and sixty degrees, which is not in line with the common sense of martial artist fighting, and Lin Ruochen was careless, and he almost fell into a yin move.

Pressing the ground with one hand, Lin Ruochen's center of gravity drooped extremely and raised his eyes to watch.

The eight wooden figures did not pursue, but took another step sideways.

The circle was narrowed again. Lin Ruochen's eyes narrowed, judging like this, at most ten steps, the eight wooden figures will be surrounded, and at that time, each of them will smash down with two fists, and there is no place to hide, only a dead end!

Wanting to pass through the two wooden figures is even more delusional. As long as the two wooden figures calculate the angle and intercept them with their legs at the same time, they will almost form a wooden wall!

Could it be that this wooden human array is really flawless?

If you face eight martial artists, there may be people who can't hold back, and when they rush to attack, they will show their flaws. But these eight wooden figures, obviously before closing the encirclement, will not take the initiative to attack at all, but just step into it step by step, locking the space inside.

Wait, since it's all a program, what did the wooden man just now, when he was close, decide the means to fight back? Why didn't the other seven wooden men fight back?

Lin Ruochen only felt a flash of inspiration in his mind, as if he had caught something.