All around, the mountain peaks are beautiful, verdant and pleasant, looking at it from afar, a waterfall, hanging high in the nine heavens, hanging down three thousand feet, winding between the mountains, rumbling like ten thousand horses galloping, spectacular and domineering.

Not far away, the blue lake, like a sapphire, rests quietly among the mountains, sparkling blue and rippling water.

By the lake, the horses neighed and roared, and the iron-green horses, the gods were extraordinary, rushing to run, shining with the texture and luster of metal under the sunlight.

In front of the iron horse room, Ximen Wushuang, who was dressed in a green shirt, stared at the young man in front of him like a wolf.

The young man was dressed in a simple white robe, although it was shabby, but it was clean, the young man's long hair was flying, and there was a faint calm air between his eyebrows.

"Li Ke, what do you think should be done?" Ximen Wushuang was silent for a moment, and suddenly said something that had no bounds.

The young man in white is naturally Li Ke who came to report to the Iron Horse Room, and beside him is Ling Yun who is full of surprises, since Li Ke passed on to him the domineering decision, he has been understanding the subtleties of the domineering decision, the deeper the understanding, the more he feels that the domineering decision is extraordinary, so that he completely forgets himself, if it is not because he is in the iron horse room, I am afraid that Ling Yun will start to cultivate at this time.

Thinking slightly, Li Ke said bluntly: "Sect Dabi, kill all opponents! What genius disciples, what high-level soldier souls! trample them all under your feet!"

One word stirs up ten thousand waves!

Li Ke said a word, and the eyes of the three rows of disciples suddenly looked at each other, and there was only deep shock in their eyes.

Kill all your opponents?

What kind of genius disciple does it matter, what kind of high-level soldier soul?

Trample them all under your feet!

Li Ke's statement is really too domineering! This is like the words of a disciple who is rumored to be a garbage soldier's soul, this is simply a declaration of war!

These disciples were stunned one by one, as if they had an egg in their mouths, and they were all shocked by Li Ke's words, forgetting themselves.

"This ...... How is this possible? Senior Brother Li Yu, can you defeat Senior Brother Wang Hu of the Pill Shop? Senior Brother Wang Hu, the first disciple of the inner sect, refining the five-fold skill of the military realm, and the soldier soul is even the sixth rank soldier soul, kill him! It's too fake, right?"

"Not to mention Wang Hu, the number one in the inner gate, I can't even beat Lin Zhou, the tenth in the inner gate! Not to mention Wang Hu, in this sect competition, Wang Hu is going to the core disciples, what are we small fish and shrimp counting?"

"Heh! Kill all the inner disciples, this is ridiculous! It's good that we can occupy a place in the Iron Horse Room!"

"It's a bit too stupid to talk about dreams!"

Although these abandoned disciples often think about stepping on all the disciples who regard themselves as high and high in the soul of soldiers, but the gap in reality makes them know that it is really difficult to do so!

"Kill all the opponents! What genius disciples, what high-level soldier souls!Trample them all under your feet!" Ximen Wushuang looked at Li Ke, although he agreed with Li Ke's words in his heart, but he knew that the high level of the soldier soul was an innate advantage, and it was so easy to defeat those ranked disciples with high level of soldier soul and high skill.

"That's it! That's it! It has to be like this! Let those geniuses who shout about garbage disciples and garbage soldier souls all day long know the way of the army, and the high level of the soldier soul is useful!"

Li Ke was full of confidence, according to what Ximen Wushuang said, the Twin Sword Sect Sect was in three months, and he still had three full months to spare, according to his current cultivation speed, three months was enough to be promoted to the fifth level of the Refining Realm, and at that time, he could completely sweep all the inner disciples.

What if the level of the soldier's soul is low? The skill is higher than the opponent's, and the means are stronger than the opponent's! These are enough!

"Okay! very good!" Ximen Wushuang shouted, and said in high spirits: "Li Ke, I hope that the sect will be more than three months later, and don't let me down!" Although Ximen Wushuang still couldn't believe it in his heart, Li Ke's simple two words were somewhat encouraging, and he couldn't refute it directly.

"Trample all those inner disciples with high soldier souls under their feet! Brutally ravage, let them also know the way of the army, the level of the soldier soul is high, there is an egg!"

Ximen Wushuang silently recited the words Li Ke said in his heart.

His original cultivation speed was not fast, and the Qi Condensation Realm had been consumed for a full twelve years, and he was also a waste material at the beginning, but his soldier soul did not disappoint him, the orange sixth-rank soldier soul willow leaf double knife. The powerful advantage of the sixth-rank soldier soul made his cultivation speed in the Martial Realm speed up a lot, but he never felt that he was superior to others like this, but instead took extra care of those disciples who had a low level of the soldier soul and a slow cultivation speed.

He has been encouraging those disciples, telling them that there are no wasted soldiers in this world! Only those who don't work hard! Only those who are waste!

But today, Li Ke's short sentence made him understand immediately!

All this he did was for this purpose! Trample all those disciples who thought they were high and possessed a high-level soldier soul under their feet, and let them know that a high level of soldier soul was useful!

Although Ximen Wushuang thought so in his heart, he knew that if he wanted to do it, it was impossible!

"Since you are so confident, then I will give you three months, in these three months, you don't have to do anything, concentrate on cultivation, and strive to enter the ranking disciples for me in the sect competition after March, if you fail, you will wash me in the stable for a month!"

Ximen Wushuang said solemnly.

"Okay!" Li Ke heard this, and immediately accepted it without hesitation, his eyes were full of determination, and in three months, he would enter the inner gate ranking disciple, which was no problem for him at all now.

"Hmm!"

Ximen Wushuang nodded lightly, although he still didn't believe it in his heart, but Li Ke's firmness made him can't help but look forward to it.

"Kitchen knife, find a spare room for Li Ke first!"

With an order, Ximen Wushuang left with some disappointed and expectant expressions.

"The Iron Horse Room, it's been a long time since it has appeared in the Great Sect Competition! Whether it's the outer door or the inner door...... As for the core...... Alas!" Looking at Ximen Wushuang's gloomy back, all the disciples of the Iron Horse Room were sad for a while, not because they didn't work hard, but because of the suppression of the soldiers' souls, which made them feel powerless.

"This time...... It must appear!" Looking at the depressed expressions of the many disciples in the Iron Horse Room, Li Ke's heart was full of determination, although the Double Sword Sect had given up on him, but now that he had arrived at the Iron Horse Room, seeing these disciples who had been given up like him, his heart suddenly rose with great ambition, and he told those who gave up on them.

You'll regret it!

What others can't do, he can!

They, too!

......

The iron horse house is very magnificent, in the Divine Soldier Continent, the iron horse is a very rare species, extremely difficult to tame, and the breeding conditions are extremely high, so the Double Sword Sect built this iron horse house, which can be used by the iron horse and his disciples to live.

There are three floors in the Iron Horse Room, of which the first floor is inhabited by the Iron Horse, the second floor is the disciple who domesticated the Iron Horse, and the third floor is the cultivation place of Ximen Wushuang.

Li Ke and Ling Yun were taken to the second floor by a thin inner door senior brother in a golden robe, where rows of rooms were hung with their names in front of the door, and the senior brother took Li Ke to an empty room.

When he opened it up, the thin senior brother said to Li Ke: "Senior Brother Li Ke, this will be where you live in the future, Elder Ximen said, in the next three months, you will cultivate here wholeheartedly, and we will help you with the matter of domesticating the iron horse!"

Li Ke looked at the room, a bed, a table, and two chairs, very simple, but he liked the environment here very much, because when he opened the window, he could see the towering Dragon Slaying Mountain Range.

"Thank you, Senior Brother!" Li Ke arched his hand at the thin Senior Brother, and Ling Yun smiled at him behind him.

"Senior Brother Li Ke is polite! Senior Brother is too polite, let's call me a kitchen knife!"

"Huh?" Li Ke and Ling Yun were both slightly surprised, "Kitchen knife? Could it be that Senior Brother's soldier soul is a kitchen knife?" Li Ke thought for a moment and asked.

"En! Red Seventh-Class Soldier Soul Fish-Pattern Kitchen Knife!" The thin senior brother was full of loss when he talked about his soldier soul.

Li Ke looked at the thin senior brother's lost appearance, slapped him on the shoulder, and said seriously: "Senior Brother Kitchen Knife, don't be disappointed, the low level of the soldier soul doesn't mean anything, I believe that Senior Brother Kitchen Knife will definitely be able to use the kitchen knife in your hand to kill a big country!"

The kitchen knife listened to it in his heart, looked at Li Ke, and a ruthless light flashed in his eyes, although it was quickly restrained, it was still captured by Li Ke.

The kitchen knife nodded heavily, and said resolutely: "En! I will work hard! I will not let anyone look down on me! Senior Brother Li Ke, you must also work hard! Sect Dabi, I support you! You must trample all those disciples who usually laugh at our soldiers' souls and garbage under your feet!"

"Yes, definitely!" Li Ke said unusually firmly.

"En, Senior Brother Li Ke, you rest first, I'm going back to cultivation too!" After listening to Li Ke's words, Senior Brother Kitchen Knife was full of enthusiasm all over, and he was eager to devote himself to cultivation for the sake of that big country.

Looking at the back of Senior Brother Kitchen Knife leaving, Li Ke narrowed his eyes slightly, and said secretly: "How can Jin Lin be a thing in the pool!"

A long time later, in Li Ke's words, the kitchen knife, the seventh-class soldier soul fish-pattern kitchen knife, achieved the king of a generation of mad demons - mad devil kitchen knife wind three knives!