Yang Zheng turned around and saw Pei Jun coming alone, asking, "Where are the others?"

Pei Jun walked up to him, his eyes were slightly red, and he showed unwillingness, "After you left just now, the Taoist troop arrived. The brothers resisted for a while, and found it difficult to get rid of it, so they covered me and rushed out..."

Yang Zheng was stunned.

To put it this way, the group of people were caught in a siege in order to hold on to each other.

Pei Jun took a deep breath, calmed down his grief, and forced a smile, "It's okay, brothers, I'm lucky to have a fortune. It's worth it to be able to escort you through the test. Otherwise, I would have no face to meet Mr. Han."

Yang Zheng was speechless, and he clasped his fists to thank him, and bowed to the forest.

Pei Jun patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go, victory is close. According to the rules, the first arrivals are ranked higher, so you have to walk ahead of me."

The implication is that he is willing to be behind Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng shook his head and refused, "No, you have already paid a lot for me. I feel guilty. No matter what, you should be ahead."

Pei Jun said without saying anything, pushed him hard, and said angrily, "It's all big men, can you stop rushing? You'll go ahead and you'll be determined!"

Seeing this, Yang Zheng was not good at saying anything, so he stepped forward.

Pei Jun followed closely behind and asked while walking, "Brother Yang, you have such a deep friendship with Mr. Han Fei, you will definitely join our Legal family, right?"

While saying this, his right sleeve drooped, and a sharp short knife quietly cut out.

He said as he held a knife in his right hand and stabbed Yang Zheng silently.

He is the real assassin!

At the critical moment, Yang Zheng faced forward without even realizing it. Seeing that the blade was about to pierce into his body, he was still saying, "Of course not, because... you are not from the Legal family!"

Halfway through his words, his body suddenly rose up, like an arrow from the string, shooting forward, barely avoiding the blade. Even if he was a little slower, he would be pierced through his skin and contaminated with severe poison, which could be said to be extremely thrilling.

He landed on the flat ground, turned around and stared at Pei Jun, who was showing his fierce appearance, with a weak look and not much emotion.

Pei Jun was extremely shocked. He thought that his disguise would be able to deceive Yang Zheng and kill him with one blow, but he didn't expect it to be disappointed.

"How is this possible?"

He couldn't believe that even with Yang Zheng's knowledge, it was impossible to avoid perfectly in such a short time and space, not to mention that his performance should be flawless.

He was not a member of the Legalists, nor was he entrusted by Han Fei, but a disciple of Taoism. Previously, he led people to meet with Xie Chengyun, but was told by Xie Chengyun that Yang Zheng was carrying a formation pattern with him and it was difficult for him to assassinate him in close proximity.

He was insidious and cunning, and instantly came up with this vicious plan. After catching up with Yang Zheng, he did not choose to turn against him. Instead, he used the name of the Legalists to deceive Yang Zheng's trust, and then lied that his brothers had sacrificed their lives, further dismantling Yang Zheng's vigilance.

He claimed that he had done everything he could to make, and it was natural to let Yang Zheng go ahead in the end.

Unfortunately, he failed and failed.

"In order to help you get out of trouble, my subordinates are willing to sacrifice themselves. Such touching words cannot gain your trust?"

He stared at Yang Zheng, hoping to get an explanation.

Yang Zheng held a long knife and turned back to Pei Jun and replied, "It's not that your acting skills are flawed, but that you don't understand me, and I never trust anyone easily."

The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. If you just jump out of your own and say that you are a member of the Legalists, will he believe in one side?

Even if Pei Jun is really a disciple of the Legal family and is really entrusted by Han Fei, Yang Zheng will not be careless and hand over his own safety to strangers.

This has nothing to do with responding to the situation, he is just adhering to his principles.

"I really didn't expect you to be so despicable. Unfortunately, there is another thing that you don't understand. The one I hate the most in my life is a treacherous villain like you!"

Pei Jun used morality to trick him, which made him hate him. Anyway, he had enough time, so he was determined to keep this person here forever.

When Pei Jun heard this, he smiled gloomy and his handsome face became ferocious and terrifying, "Is that right? Then you are disappointed. Xie Chengyun majored in light skills and his internal strength is not good. Do you think I am the same as him and I dare not fight you?"

As he said that, his body twisted slightly, his posture was light and ghostly, and he rushed towards Yang Zheng quickly. From a distance, he seemed to be the only white clothes dancing in the air, which was very strange.

In an instant, he flashed behind Yang Zheng and cut his neck with a short knife, with his technique fast, accurate and ruthless. Yang Zheng was surprised by Pei Jun's speed, so he swung the long sword and slashed it back. Wherever the blade reached, the true fire of Samadhi suddenly ignited.

Bang!

The two blades collided, and the next moment, Pei Jun was shaken away. Not only that, this attack caused fire to burn his body, and the true energy on his short sword was swallowed by the Samadhi True Fire and quickly burned towards his arms.

He was shocked and hurriedly raised his other hand and used internal force to suppress the flames. At this time, he understood why Xie Chengyun was covered in bruises and was covered in bruises and did not attack. It was not that he didn't want to attack, but that he could not fight hard!

Yang Zheng was in power, how could he give him a chance to breathe and slash him again?

In a flash, he had already cut out five swords, and the sword invaded like fire, fully exerting the power of the sword sword. Pei Jun's short sword was shaken away, and scars were cut off on his body. What's even painful was that even the wound was on fire!

The air was filled with the smell of burnt barbecue.

Pei Jun collapsed to the ground, unable to escape, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and roared in a loud voice, "You have actually inherited Tian Dan's mantle... If the Taoist sect does not eliminate you, it will be a big disaster in the future!"

He knew that his life was not guaranteed, so he shouted this sentence, not asking for help, but wanted to warn his Taoist teachers and friends that he must kill Yang Zheng as soon as possible, otherwise he would only raise a tiger.

Before Yang Zheng's anger was extinguished, he raised his long sword and was about to take his head. At this time, the dragon blood sword in the ring shot out, and could no longer resist the temptation of blood. It was as fast as lightning and stabbed into Pei Jun's chest.

The next moment, Pei Jun's face was twisted, staring at the sword in disbelief, his pupils were bulging. He watched with his own eyes as his essence and blood were sucked until he was dry and dead.

Yang Zheng saw this scene again, adapted a little, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. This magic sword is really a tricky existence. It can't even be thrown away. If it doesn't, it's magical. It's true that it is not restricted by itself and takes the initiative to come out to suck blood.

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have seen Liao..."

He raised his right hand, the Dragon Blood Sword understood, rubbed it, and rushed back to the ring between his fingers.

He stepped over Pei Jun's body and continued to walk forward, with a lot of sweat oozing out of his forehead. This was the first round of exams, and he encountered so many murderous intents. It seems that Taoism's will is determined and he vows to clear all obstacles.

He came to his destination.

At this time, the five sounds of the chimes had passed, and only more than a hundred people passed the test successfully. The army of more than 4,000 candidates would probably be eliminated in the first round.

"If I hadn't been surrounded and intercepted, I wasted a lot of time. With my divine perception, I would definitely be able to rush out before the third sound. Why would I be behind these people?"

He was unwilling to accept the unfair reality and came to Meng Ziyun to report.

"My younger generation, Yang Zheng, passed by luck."

Hearing this name, everyone present turned their heads and looked at him in unison.
Chapter completed!