In the not-so spacious alley, the soldiers held long spears and saw Yang Zheng coming out with his sword, they all retreated one after another, staring at him fiercely, blocking the way out.

Yang Zheng stood in front of the door, and the sunset pierced from the alley ahead, reflecting his face, as if it was burned red by the flames, and was about to burn with it.

"There are only half of the sergeants in front of me, but they only barely succeed in refining their qi. But the two men holding the sword are not as strong as me."

In the world of cultivation, based on the strength of the aura, the strong can judge the real realm of the weak, and can roughly see the details between the same realm. Conversely, the weak cannot glimpse the cultivation of the strong.

Therefore, Yang Zheng could see that the two people standing behind were similar to their own realm.

"These two people dressed in an ordinary manner, and they should be the deputy commander of the throne, not the so-called big shots. If I fight with them and the other party takes the opportunity to rush into the yard, with Ah Fu's ability, I'm afraid I can't beat them."

Yang Zheng felt very stressed, but in fact he had no idea.

From time to time traveling, he has only learned the "Chengxu True Sutra" and the Water-avoiding Art, and has not yet been exposed to any swordsmanship and martial arts. He does not use moves, but only rely on internal force to fight hard. As for the Water-avoiding Art, it is not useful.

After the most tricked novice village, his first battle in life was also extremely huge, and it is likely to be the last battle.

Will there be a miracle this time?

He clenched the hilt of the sword and was about to go forward to fight. At this moment, a neighing sound suddenly came from the end of the alley. Then, four fierce horses rushed out, galloping like lightning, and ran to Yang Zheng in a blink of an eye.

They are as strong as ink, strong and powerful as two meters high, far larger than the horses Yang Zheng had seen in his previous life. Their pupils dripped round and flashed with violent blood-red light, which was obviously not ordinary horse breeds.

The soldiers retreated and made way.

On the horse in front of him, a young man in white robe was sitting, holding a folding fan, with white skin and messy eyebrows, and naturally exuding a rebellious temperament.

The three guards behind him were all wearing black cloaks and holding thick Fangtian Paintings. Their styles were exactly the same, and their breath was full of evil spirits, like the god of death.

When Yang Zheng saw this scene, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Oh, I should have thought that since I was a big shot, how could I not bring my followers? The situation was even more dangerous than I thought. It seems that today I will die forever..."

The three guards with halberds alone had their cultivation levels at the top of the second level. If one of them stood up, it would be enough to pose a fatal threat to him. What's more, the young man's aura was so powerful that he could not see the reality of the virtuality, which meant that he was at least three level.

The young man looked down at Yang Zheng casually and said indifferently: "You are very brave in attacking and killing officers and soldiers in broad daylight. Unfortunately, you are a stingy person. You are just an arrogant ant."

Whether it is Taoism or identity, he is qualified to despise Yang Zheng.

However, Yang Zheng was not humble or arrogant, and was not shocked by the other party's aura. He bowed and replied: "Young Master misunderstood. The Caomin did not dare to go against the officers and soldiers. The soldier used his power to bully others and intended to defile my mother. I pulled him for a moment and then killed him."

Under such circumstances, he could only be polite first and then soldiers, and hoped that the other party would be willing to reason.

The young man sat upright on the horse, no longer looking at him, but looked at the courtyard and said arrogantly: "Put the charge on the dead and excuse yourself. Can you deceive me if you think this young master is innocent?"

As expected, just like Yang Zheng was worried, the other party was unwilling to believe his explanation.

Yang Zheng took a few steps back and said sternly: "There are witnesses who can testify for me. At that time, the leader of the soldiers was bullying the people first."

After saying that, he returned to the yard and brought the sergeant to everyone.

The sergeant had taken Yang Zheng's "poison". It was important to save his life. He did not dare to shelter the dead commander. He hurriedly said: "That's right, the villain can prove that it is indeed the commander who wants to act violently, so the young man was forced to stop him."

When everyone heard this, their expressions changed slightly, but they didn't expect that this person would dare to tell the truth.

Yang Zheng continued without waiting for the young man to reply: "There were two other people present at that time. If they were not guilty, why should they run away in panic? Besides, even though they knew there were a large number of officers and soldiers in the village, who would dare to go against the commander of the pawns unless they had to?"

He raised his hand and pointed at the two men just now.

The two looked at each other, unable to argue, and agreed to his accusation.

The young man was slightly surprised, then he looked at Yang Zheng and said, "I can't tell that you are quite calm. You actually thought of this trick in advance and instigated this person to frame the chief. Are you so smart, and there is something you dare not do?"

Yang Zheng's face suddenly became dark. Seeing the young man's sarcastic and unkind tone, he wanted to refute him. Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly raised his hand, exerted force with a folding fan in the air, and slammed the witness and killed him on the spot.

Seeing this, Yang Zheng said angrily: "You dare to kill people in public to silence you. It's so arrogant!"

The young man smiled coldly, looked down at Yang Zheng, mocking his eyes, "I hate this kind of waste who is scattered the most. Do you think that controlling a puppet can relieve your guilt? You are still too naive."

After saying that, he raised his hand and signaled the guards to capture Yang Zheng.

His attitude was very clear. No matter what the truth was, he would not let Yang Zheng go today.

"Let's wait!"

Yang Zheng shouted angrily, holding a sword and asked, "Since the officials force the people to rebel, don't blame me for killing me, and fight to the death! The wise man does not do secret things. I want to know who you are, and you dare to be indifferent to the king's laws!"

The young man sneered and said proudly: "Does the dying person make sense to ask these? Take a step back and say, what can you do to me even if you escape by chance? Wang Fa? This is the world of our Tian family, who dares to challenge my father!"

He was fearless and spoke wildly in public.

The soldiers listened silently, with calm expressions and did not think that this was wrong.

Yang Zheng was slightly stunned, "Which young master are you the king?"

The young man's face became more contemptuous and he said arrogantly: "I thought you were a little smart, but I didn't expect you to be a fool without eyes! I heard it clearly. My son's name is Tian Ji, and his father is Mengchangjun!"

Yang Zheng was stunned.

How he didn't know the title of the fourth prince of the Warring States Period, especially Mengchangjun Tian Wen, who left many legendary stories in later generations, which can be said to be famous in history. His prestige during his lifetime even surpassed the King of Qi.

Therefore, Tian Ji's words are indeed correct. No one dares to challenge Mengchangjun in Qi. Even the King of Qi has to be polite to his father. No wonder he is so arrogant.

Once they offend their father and son, Yang Zheng's situation in Qi State will be difficult.

"If I remember correctly, in history, after Mengchangjun's death, his sons competed for titles, and their territory was destroyed by Qi and Wei countries. He eventually lost his queen. He raised such a group of domineering jackals, it would be strange if they were not destroyed!"
Chapter completed!