There was some silence in the mountains and forests, and some insects were constantly shouting, bringing some depression. A figure lurked in the forest, observing the environment.

With my own feelings, what is related to me is in the forest ahead, where I am one of the fastest roads to Songyun Gate.

Pei Ziyun looked ahead, who was peeping at him?

"Peeling has been around for a long time, but this should be time limit. Now these people are lying on the road of Songyun Gate. Do you want to ambush me?"

Thinking of this, I suddenly listened to the sound of some steps in front of me, and I lay in the grass, and my breath was hidden.

The group of people was in an orderly manner, with a knife, and the person in front of them spoke: "I heard that the person we are going to surround and kill this time is very powerful. Do you think we can kill this person? If we kill this person, we will not be able to obtain the qualification to practice the law."

Hearing this, a knife hand sneered: "Hmph, it's really that easy. How many elders and several masters in the sword?"

Hearing this, the captain snorted coldly: "Don't just discuss the resolutions in the door, patrol well, remember to observe the surroundings. If we notice abnormalities, we will have rewards. Don't think about irrelevant thoughts."

"Yes, captain." The four people following the captain replied, with a little caution on their faces and a little curious look on their eyes. They looked around and observed the surroundings.

Pei Ziyun only glanced at him and said that except for the captain of the team leader, the people behind him had never seen blood and had no murderous aura.

Pei Ziyun did not take action and thought to himself: "It seems that there is a Taoist who really wants me. I can't take action yet. I have to find out the patrol and then attack secretly."

"However, from my current perspective, these trainings in this sect are very evident in the army. Unfortunately, under the current circumstances, they can never become an army." Pei Ziyun continued to lurk in the grass to observe.

Many people believe that as long as they train according to the army, they can become an army. This is actually a manifestation of no real military and political experience. Training is always just a technique of ironwork, but to make a blacksmith, you must first have a fire.

So these knife hands carry some traces of military signs, but they can only become the organization and temperament of mercenaries. However, even so, it is terrible.

"Which Taoist sect dares to train private soldiers?"

"Looking at the familiar appearance of these swordsmen in the original owners, I can be sure that most of them are Qi Xuanmen!"

Some bugs in the grass jump on the grass leaves from time to time, and some small animals move in the grass and make some noises.

Several sword hands passed by, Pei Ziyun hesitated for a moment: "Go back to the door first, and then make a decision!"

Pei Ziyun thought about this, and waited for a while, and waited for the knife hand to pass through. Pei Ziyun walked through it. After entering the forest, he felt creepy. It seemed that there was horror hidden in the forest, and immediately turned around and left.

"Who?" At this time, a knife hand turned around and saw a man retreating. The knife hand shouted: "Hurry, someone is going to fireworks."

Pei Ziyun stretched out his hand and the ground fell into a flash.

The captain reacted very quickly and immediately took the fireworks to fire into the sky. At this time, the figure flashed, and the chest hurt, and blood flowed down his mouth. He looked at his chest, and the tip of the sword passed through his heart.

As soon as the sword was pulled, the captain fell to the ground. Pei Ziyun stretched out his hand and took the fireworks bomb. He just glanced at it and put it in his arms, which might be useful.

The people who had fallen into the ground had already pulled their feet out of the soil and ran around, shouting, as if they wanted to call people.

Pei Ziyun sneered and rushed forward, and jumped. The man in front of him hurriedly retreated. The long sword turned around. It was too late. The tip of the sword pierced his left back!

Then he drew his sword and Pei Ziyun rushed over. The two of them shouted, and suddenly fought back with great force. The sword light cooperated with each other and looked very fierce.

"Even sword techniques are sword techniques in the army!" Pei Ziyun thought, but the man was not slow, and rushed again, and it turned into a faint shadow, in the sword light area.

The "puff" interlaced, and a scream sounded. A man cut his right leg into the hips, reaching his body bone, and the internal organs of the cavity flowed out. The man threw his knife, fell down, and wailed.

Pei Ziyun turned sharply, and a short "clang" sounded and interspersed with swords. The long sword penetrated sideways and penetrated into another person's body, almost piercing into his heart. This person was not as good as the man just now. With a muffled groan, he fell to the ground and died.

Five people in a team, four people died immediately, leaving only one person behind.

"You can't escape, we shout, someone will come soon, you can't escape." The man knelt on the ground and looked at Pei Ziyun with trembling body.

"Who are you? Qixuan Gate, Holy Prison Gate, or Qingxuan Gate?" Although Pei Ziyun had speculation, he had to be sure. He immediately stared at the person in front of him and said coldly.

Listening to Pei Ziyun's words, the man gritted his teeth and said nothing. Seeing this, Pei Ziyun sneered again: "Are you waiting for your people to support me? But have you noticed that you can't hear the sound of insects outside here?"

When the sword hand heard this, he looked at Pei Ziyun in horror and said unwillingly: "Impossible, how can silent art separate the sound from a radius of one or two feet?"

"If you don't want to die, just tell me honestly." Pei Ziyun said coldly.

The man still said nothing, Pei Ziyun nodded: "I understand, are you thinking about delaying time?"

As he said that, he was too lazy to force confession and slashed it with one sword.

The sword light fell, and the man exclaimed in fear: "No, which Taoist family are you? We are from Qixuanmen. If you kill us, you can't escape."

"It's Qi Xuanmen!" Hearing this, the sword light deliberately slowed up and slashed the neck of the man in front of him. A head flew up, splashing half a foot of blood.

Pei Ziyun turned around and left when he looked at the corpse on the ground. At this moment, he suddenly heard a sound coming from behind. When he turned around, he saw another swordsman: "You killed me so many people in Qi Xuanmen, and you are still thinking about leaving?"

Pei Ziyun's hair suddenly exploded, and suddenly became dark in front of him. He fell into the darkness of his hands and couldn't see his five fingers. He didn't think so and blocked in an instant. He heard a "clang" sound of a sword, and he had already opened a sword.

"Qingming!" Pei Ziyun glanced at him, and his eyes were instantly clear. Looking forward, darkness could no longer blind him, and a sword light pierced towards his eyebrows.

Pei Ziyun took a deep breath, picked up the sword, from bottom to top.

The two of them passed by in an instant. Pei Ziyun shook her face, her face dripped and a little blood flowed down.

The darkness disappeared, and the combination of art and martial arts attack made Pei Ziyun secretly startled. He heard a voice and laughed: "I said who it is? It turns out that Duke Jie Yuan is here. It's so lucky. I didn't expect that I would just come out to breathe and see Duke Jie Yuan."

"What a scheming and good sword technique." Pei Ziyun sighed, and then sighed. He turned around and blocked it. A sword light suddenly appeared behind him.

The two swords "Zheng" collided instantly.

"I thought the name of Mr. Jie Yuan was not in line with it, but this battle was really vivid!" Hearing the man laughed again.

Pei Ziyun took a few steps back and looked at it. This time he finally saw it. A young man came again with a sword.

This young Taoist is graceful, with sword-browed eyebrows and murderous eyes. He is generally handsome, but his hooked nose is a little destructive, and his face is a little crazy, so he did not immediately send out fireworks.

Pei Ziyun only glanced at it and was speechless. Two cold lights instantly joined together. As soon as the ground was sinking, the man was about to step on, as if he felt danger and wanted to escape.

Pei Ziyun turned around and was about to leave. The man looked at Pei Ziyun and gently stroked the sword with a smile: "Young Master Pei, can you escape? You refuse to kill me well, so I immediately fireworks. This time, there are several masters like me, and there are still several people. Can you escape?"

After hearing this, Pei Ziyun stopped and turned around: "I didn't expect you to be a sword fool."

Hearing Pei Ziyun's words, the man laughed: "Thank you very much for Xie Yuangong's praise. I have heard of your reputation for a long time, and I also like your swordsmanship very much."

"Do you know that someone in the Taoist sect calls you the little sword saint, I'm very unhappy. There is no sword first, I'm the strongest swordsman."

"If you are strong or not, you will know if you have been killed for a while." Pei Ziyun pinched the sword technique and rushed forward.

"Zhengzhengzheng" The two of them are entangled and are both proficient in killing. In a blink of an eye, each of them has produced seven swords.

Finally, there was another sword exchange. Pei Ziyun stepped back, and with a muffled groan, a small crack appeared on his clothes. The same was true for this man, but he was a little injured. The man looked at the wound, smiled and said, "So your sword technique is like this, come again!"

Pei Ziyun's eyes were a little anxious, so he rushed up again. The swordsman shouted and rushed forward.

"Zheng!" Jian Zhen was so scattered to the point of being a clan.

"Die!" Suddenly, Pei Ziyun's sword light flashed, almost without a trace. The swordsman let out a muffled groan and rushed forward, unable to stop, his right abdomen and chest opened, and his internal organs and blood were squeezed out.

"You have used a fraud." The swordsman said in disbelief. He only realized between life and death that Pei Ziyun's swordsmanship was above him, but he deliberately used a fraud and killed himself in one fell swoop.

"Didn't you also make a fraud? It's said that you don't fireworks, but there is actually another way to notify you later, right?"

"But, your swordsmanship is good. If you deliberately fight, I can't kill you within a dozen moves, so I show you a little higher than you, making you happy, and then kill you in one fell swoop." Pei Ziyun said: "What's your name?"

"Jian'an"

"I remember your name." Pei Ziyun looked at the person in front of him and said, indeed, this man's swordsmanship is very good. Although he has not reached the Grandmaster, he is only one line away.

Hearing Pei Ziyun's words, the man fell to the ground, and there was already a figure in the distance. Pei Ziyun turned around and ran away, but thought to himself: "Jian'an, the structure of Qixuan Sect is different from other Taoist Sects."

"Just just by looking at the number of people, maybe the martial arts sect is relatively good."

"The outermost layer is the swordsman, and he cultivates swordsmen in the army, which is the cheapest and fastest but the most profitable."

"The sword palace is in the middle. Cultivate swordsmen who are more talented, and finally the Taoist who is trained by the core."

"From my perspective, this is actually very scientific and efficient. Unfortunately, it is also very easy to violate the taboo of dragon energy."
Chapter completed!