Facing the posture of more than 20 people gradually opening up, Lin Ruochen lifted his left foot, landed on one foot with his right foot, leaned forward, and the long knife was still behind his back, and the murderous aura suddenly rose!

The two martial artists only felt that each had a phantom shadow rushing towards them, and subconsciously took a step back, and when they looked at it again, Lin Ruochen's body was like a willow swinging in the wind, but he didn't move a step under his feet.

This is true immobility.

A true master of chemical power! The older martial artist clenched his teeth tightly, and the green tendons on his forehead had burst out.

It's not like they've never seen a master. The eleventh of the thirteen Taibao, the "cloud-piercing hand" Fenglushan, is a real master of strength!

The chemical energy mentioned here is not a pseudo-chemical energy like Lian Xiangfeng, but a real chemical energy. Feng Lushan followed Pei Du at the age of twelve, and it has been ten years. The other twelve sons all changed their surnames to Pei, and only this Lushan still maintained their names.

This is precisely Pei Du, the greatest love for him!

The Thirteen Taibao, regardless of the level of martial arts, is Pei Du's true confidant, and he is also in charge of various affairs up and down Wolong Mountain for him. But in the ancient martial arts world where force is supreme, one's own strength is still the most powerful proof of identity.

At the age of twenty-two, Feng Lushan has entered the realm of real strength, which can be called a peerless genius.

Even in the ancient martial arts world, where the martial arts are the most prosperous, they can be regarded as one of the best seedlings! Even if it is the Inner Eight Sects, such a disciple is also the heir of the patriarch.

The people of Wolong Mountain all understand that after the King of Fighters Pei Du, this Fenglushan is the next leader!

Although Feng Lushan only ranked eleventh among the thirteen Taibao, he was the first person to do so.

The two in front of them already felt a strong sense of oppression from Lin Ruochen's posture! A signal firework is thrown out casually. In the scream, a bright spark bloomed in the darkened sky!

"Kill Lao Jiu, you can't leave Wolong Mountain alive! Lin Ruochen, you are covered in iron, how many nails can you make? When the eleventh brother comes, you still can't escape death! ”

Although his mouth was still tough, the fifth Pei Ying quietly took a step back.

This kind of fighting master is definitely not something that he can compete with as a martial artist at the peak of his dark strength, with the help of his subordinates holding crossbows, it is fundamental to save his life first.

What's more, he quietly stepped back, and Lao Shi Pei Forging naturally stayed in front. At least, he won't be Lin Ruochen's first target.

Not to mention, if you live for a few more years, your ability to make decisions on the spot will be much smarter.

In the face of a vicious opponent, the first element of escaping is to run faster than your teammates!

Obviously, Pei Forging did not have this kind of awareness.

Not only did he have the intention of retreating, but between his hands, a three-foot short knife at his waist was already in his hand. He knew that Pei Ying had already thrown out a special firework for help, and the old eleven sealed Lushan, as long as there were no extremely special circumstances, at most ten minutes, he could kill here!

Because he knew that Fenglu Mountain practiced martial arts in this mountain on weekdays, not in Wolong Mountain.

He is also a master of pseudo-transformation, with the fifth brother Pei Ying, plus twenty fully armed martial artists of the Fierce Fist Army, will he not be able to last ten minutes?

The short knife was about to be stabbed, but the corner of Pei Quan's eyes jumped, and Pei Ying on the left side instead of making a move, he quietly took a step back.

With this step, he was thrown alone in front of Lin Ruochen.

"Damn, this is cannon fodder for me after the break!" Pei Forging secretly gritted his teeth and cursed, but he was already too late to stop. If he retreated at this time, he obviously couldn't escape Pei Ying, so he had to resist it hard, hoping to hold on for a while longer.

As soon as Pei Foran's killing intent came out, Lin Ruochen moved!

The right knee was slightly bent, the body almost popped forward, in mid-air, the right hand became a claw, pierced from under the left elbow, and the antelope hung its horns like a horn, buckled towards Pei Foran's waist and abdomen.

Pei Forging obviously stabbed this knife first, but even with the distance of the three-foot short knife in his hand, he still found that before the knife stabbed Lin Ruochen's skin, this claw could catch his waist and eyes!

So fast!

Even if it's the old eleven, I'm afraid it doesn't have such a fast speed!

Pei Forging was stunned, and a chill rose from the cracks of his bones. Unable to care about any attacks, the short knife in his right hand turned and stopped at Lin Ruochen's claw.

He had already decided that as long as he escaped this blow, he would immediately turn over and leave! Such a master is not something he can compete with at all!

Although he is better than Pei Zheng's skills, he is almost at the same level as Lian Xiangfeng. Lin Ruochen was able to abolish Lian Xiangfeng in the ring that day, and even tortured and killed Pei Zheng at noon, so he was absolutely sure to kill himself!

Don't take any chances! No wonder Pei Ying's bastard didn't even dare to make a move, so he ran away. I'm still young.

Pei Foran, who felt sorry for himself, couldn't block this claw, but Lin Ruochen's claw didn't fall on him after all.

Pei Qingzhu, who had never said a word behind him, suddenly rushed forward, the three-foot-seven-inch Qingzhu flute in his hand was empty, and said lightly: "Leave him alive." I've been back here for the first time in 30 years, and I don't want to bleed as soon as I come. ”

Pei Qingzhu knew that if he didn't do it, once he did, Lin Ruochen would definitely kill these twenty people without hesitation, leaving no one behind!

That ridiculous Pei Ying, thinking that he would be able to escape by retreating first?

How naïve! He didn't even know the horror of a real power master!

Although the eleventh Feng Lushan also fed them, he obviously never showed his true killing intent at all.

In fact, Pei Qingzhu's flute did not reach Lin Ruochen's claws, but when Lin Ruochen saw her move, she stopped the attack, and her body returned to the starting position, as if she had just pounced, and there had never been one at all.

In any case, Pei Qingzhu's face is to be given.

Pei Qingzhu rushed and Lin Ruochen retreated, and the two were almost standing side by side.

Pei Forging took this false alarm, his heart contracted violently, pounding, and almost jumped out of his chest. As soon as he took a breath of air, he heard an exclamation behind him.

"Miss!"

Pei Ying, who was retreating, was also frightened by Lin Ruochen's pounce, and his hairs stood up, but Pei Qingzhu stood forward and attracted his attention. My feet are like lead, and I can't move a single step!

The news of Little Busan is not particularly clear, and those martial artists who fled back did not see Pei Qingzhu, so naturally they did not send the news back.

Pei Qingzhu was integrated with this heaven and earth, and his momentum was restrained, Pei Ying didn't pay attention to it at all just now, but thought it was an entourage of Lin Ruochen. But one stop ahead, Pei Ying really saw clearly, who it was!

Pei Ying has never seen Pei Qingzhu, but it doesn't mean that he is not familiar with it. The name of the Blue Devil, as well as the portrait of Pei Qingzhu hanging in the Imperial City of Wolong Mountain, had already been engraved in his mind.

The only bloodline of the boxing emperor Pei Du, how can it be compared to the identity of these righteous sons?

Although he has not returned to Wolong Mountain for thirty years, Pei Ying knows that in Pei Du's heart, even if it is Fenglu Mountain, it cannot be compared with Pei Qingzhu.

Although he never said it, the boxing emperor Pei Du often stood in the attic where Pei Qingzhu's portrait was hung for a long time.

For Pei Du, the only thing he feels sorry for is this daughter!

Pei Forging was taken aback by this exclamation, and hurriedly raised his eyes to look, his face was already pale.

Hearing Pei Qingzhu open his mouth and leaving him alive, he was really afraid, if the King of Fighters knew that he had wanted his subordinates to besiege his daughter, waiting for him, I am afraid it would be a torture worse than death!

"I'm not a big lady. I am the Green Devil, Pei Qingzhu. Go back and tell Pei Du not to be blinded by his ambitions. ”

Pei Qingzhu's voice was cold, but Lin Ruochen could hear it, and her voice trembled slightly. Even the general trend around the body is no longer as mellow as before.

Pei Ying didn't dare to say more, and he didn't dare to wait for Fenglu Mountain to come, remind him, and decisively shook his head at the twenty martial artists who were still tense, and quickly retreated. bowed and saluted, and just bowed back, until he reached the back of the car, he turned around and ran, and he didn't even have time to drive back two pickup trucks!

Pei Qingzhu pursed her lips, and just as she wanted to say something, she felt her shoulders sink, and Lin Ruochen, who was beside her, gently patted her shoulder and said softly: "The hometown is timid, and there is always a love that cannot be forgotten." The cutting is constant, and the rationalization is still messy, but as long as you have a place in your heart, you can't be lonely. ”

Lin Ruochen didn't say anything more, because by the end of the words, the corners of his eyes were already slightly moist, so he had to cover up the past by moving forward.

Pei Qingzhu stood in place in a daze.

She was thirty-eight years old. In the past 30 years, she has never made a friend. In addition to the fact that she felt that they were unworthy, more importantly, she had locked her heart firmly.

If it is the strength to kill, in the ancient martial arts world, there are few people who are her opponents. But emotionally, there is no difference between her and a teenage girl. Even, because of the reputation of a green devil, she is more like a blank sheet of paper than a teenage girl.

Pei Qingzhu, who has unparalleled vocal music, has a unique function, as long as she wants, she can clearly distinguish who is telling the truth and who is telling a lie.

Because even the person who speaks is not aware of it, between the truth and the falsehood, the small emotional fluctuations can be reflected in the voice!

It is precisely because of this that Pei Qingzhu does not have a friend. She felt that the person who told the lie in front of her was not worthy of the word friend.

The only person she saw who had never said a word of falsehood was Lin Ruochen. Starting from the seven killings on the mass grave, every word is his truest thoughts!

She could hear that in Lin Ruochen's heart, although it was well hidden, it was really lonely!

Pei Qingzhu suddenly felt so sour.

That young man with a straight body and a cold-blooded killer, even though the green snake on his cheeks was hideous, he had the softest part of his heart!

She suddenly wanted to be in his arms and cry!

Crying out of her despair of losing all hope, crying out of her thirty years of wandering!

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