"Oh? Brother Pu is here very early!" Qian Yang put away his abominable poker face, and greeted Pu Haobai with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, but when I waited for you, I thought you were not here!" Pu Haobai was so moved that he burst into tears.

"How could that happen!" Qian Yang looked righteous: "Everyone said that the puppy would not come. Even if I took all the pills, I would have to come here with this breath. How about it? Be trustworthy!"

"Of course, of course!" Pu Haobai nodded repeatedly, but as he spoke, he realized something was wrong: "Have you eaten all the elixirs of fellow Taoists?"

"I've eaten up all! I'll lie to you for such a small matter?" Qian Yang took it for granted.

Pu Hao's eyes were red, and he stuttered for a long time before he said a complete sentence: "You...you...you...you...you...you...you...you...you...you...you...she...to kill the guards?"

Qian Yang looked shocked: "Brother! Are you stupid or am I stupid? Don't you think I can kill the guards if I have medicine?"

"You..." Pu Haobai collapsed. The most painful thing in life is that someone gave you some hope in a desperate situation, and then this person teared that little hope to pieces with his own hands.

"Didn't you promise me to help me fight the guard?" Pu Haobai still held his last fantasy.

"Yes! I promised to fight for you!" Qian Yang nodded.

"Then you..." Pu Haobai was fooled.

Qian Yang said seriously: "I just said to help you fight, but I didn't say I could beat you to death!"

"Ah?" Pu Haobai opened his mouth round: "Are you kidding me?"

"What's this?" Qian Yang was angry: "You said you wanted to fight the guards. I didn't even want my life to help you. You said I'm playing tricks on you? If you don't fight, I'll leave now, goodbye!"

Qian Yang said that, and then acted to flip the escape talisman. Pu Haobai was not willing to do it. He hurriedly grabbed his last straw: "Fellow Taoist! It's wrong! Fellow Taoist must not leave!"

As he shouted, Pu Haobai's tears fell again.

"You said you..." Qian Yang shook his head helplessly: "After you are a senior brother, why do you cry when you disagree? What can you do if the guards can't beat them? If you can't beat them, go home!"

At this point, Pu Haobai didn't care about that much and said in a crying voice: "I need a scroll of magic jade slips. If I can't get it, I will die when I go back. Fellow Taoist will help!"

Qian Yang frowned, and his heroic figure in the ruins passage flashed through his mind, and he immediately understood it.

"Okay! Since Senior Brother Pu has a reason to fight, I'll sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman!" Qian Yang made up his mind.

"Fellow Taoist is sure?" At this time, Pu Haobai began to hesitate. In fact, it was not his fault. It was because the master brother in front of him that always gave him an unreliable feeling.

"It's worth a fight! The winner is half the winner! Why bother to fight for Senior Brother Pu? Senior Brother, remember to owe me a favor!" Qian Yang curled the corners of his mouth.

"Okay!" Pu Haobai gritted his teeth: "Fellow Taoist Gao Yi, if there is any order in the future, Pu will never refuse to die!"

"Senior Brother Pu must not forget what he said today!" Qian Yang did not take advantage of the door, and of course he did not expect Pu Haobai's promise to be effective.

"Mr. Pu remembers his life!" Pu Haobai's promise was at least sincere at this moment.

"Okay! Brother Pu is ready, I'll take a step first!" Qian Yang said, and several ups and downs rushed towards the bloody mouth of Dazuihua.

......

"What?" Elder Hu, who had been looking at the light curtain, his eyes widened.

"Is he crazy?" Qing Yan's mouth was so open that a fairy peach could be stuffed into it.

"Oh my god!" Deacon Jiang, who had just pushed the door in, covered his little mouth with his green jade hands.

Tang Qingyuan narrowed his eyes, and the light in his eyes flashed.

At the same moment, the hall of Hidden Sword Gate was also in an uproar.

Unlike the Qingling Sect, these examiners watched Qian Yang come along the way. They knew exactly what Qian Yang is now: their attack power is super strong, and they could barely kill a big-mouthed flower with one punch; their defense is average, and eating a healing pill can withstand the poisonous fog of three or four big-mouthed flower.

This is Qian Yang's full strength. If you are strong, you will be strong, but it is really a joke to face the guard. His little defense has flowed through the poisonous fog of the guard, and his vitality should have been gone. Not to mention being bitten in front of the guard, the higher concentration of poison gas alone is enough to poison him on the spot in a few breaths.

Even if he took advantage of the time before he died, he could punch the guard a few times? The vitality of the guard was not at the same level as the previous monsters, which was at least a thousand times the gap. The damage he caused was not painful or itchy at all.

"Is this kid really bad in his mind?"

"Fool!"

"Lack of mind!"

All kinds of slander were sprayed out from the examiners one after another.

"He is not so stupid, right?" Unexpectedly, the one who defended Qian Yang was actually the big man in the red scarf who moved the mountain gate.

"It's true that he shouldn't be. At least he wasn't mentally retarded, right? Then even if he was arrogant, he should definitely know the difference between himself and the guard when facing the seventy-level guard." His fellow disciples agreed.

"Unless he has any trump card that we don't know?" The big man in red scarf showed confusion and turned his eyes to the handsome monk behind Elder Ming.

The handsome monk was stunned and instantly felt his calves tremble.

The big man in red scarf looked at Elder Ming again. Elder Ming ignored him, but his face became more and more ugly.

"Oh! He got another jade pendant just now, right?" The red scarf man's fellow disciple suddenly realized: "Can that jade pendant actually make him defeat the final guard?"

Elder Ming did not speak, and the cultivator did not reply. They just cursed an absent-in-the-scenes elder in their hearts for ten thousand times.

They really didn't know what to say, because they didn't know more than others. But anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the boy in the green robe had some confidence, and the source of his confidence was undoubtedly the jade pendant he got at the last moment.

Everyone stared at Qian Yang on the light curtain intently, for fear of missing any details. Elder Ming and the monk Xiaosha prayed silently in their hearts, hoping that the boy dared to fight against the guard because his brain was broken. But how could a good person have a bad brain to that extent!

If the last guard is really killed by one person because of a piece of equipment that should not have appeared, then their credibility in the Hidden Sword Sect will be reduced to a completely unacceptable level. By then, the culprit, Elder Wu, will definitely not be able to take it, and they will definitely be frustrated.

"It's not that he has no escape talisman, right?" The monk Xiaosha suddenly had an idea and expressed the guess that was closest to the truth.

"Ah?" The big man in red scarf was stunned and turned around and looked at his fellow disciples: "Have you seen him hit the escape talisman?"

The fellow disciple frowned fiercely, then shook his head vigorously: "I didn't see it!"

The big man in red scarf nodded: "I haven't seen it either."

Although Qian Yang's performance is dazzling enough, the examiners cannot focus their attention on him every moment. Especially in the early stage of the trial, there are 300 disciples that need to be observed, so naturally no one will stare at him.

But no one saw him get the escape talisman, and it did increase his suspicion of escaping talisman at all, especially when Qian Yang's behavior was so weird.

"It seems that this is the case. This kid just wants to commit suicide!" The big man in red scarf smiled. Indeed, relying on a jade pendant to fight to guard one-on-one is really funny. No matter how big a sect such a big sword sect is, there will be no such big mistake.

When he thought of this, the big man in red scarf saw Qian Yang running and seemed to be in a hurry to die. He could feel the sad atmosphere through the light curtain.

The lines on Elder Ming's face also softened: "It's so?" He blushed at the unreasonable worry before. Even if the man named Wu was unsure, he wouldn't have made such a nonsense mistake.

Under the gaze of everyone, Qian Yang on the screen passed through the heavy poisonous fog and rushed to the guard of the Big Mouth Flower in one breath. The guard opened his mouth wide and wanted to swallow the little blue insect in one bite. The blue figure had no intention of dodging, but instead accelerated again and rose into the air, actively throwing his body into the guard's exaggerated big mouth.

"Sadly beautiful!" The handsome monk let out a long sigh.

But before he finished speaking, a huge vibration occurred in the screen. The violent explosion sounded deafening, and dazzling light blew out from the head of the big mouth flower, and its big mouth became riddled with holes in an instant.

"What?" The handsome monk was stunned.

"Haha, it's a spiritual explosion technique!" The big man in red scarf shook his head and smiled: "This is a method of self-destruction. The spell jade slip was provided by me in the Moxie Gate. This kid died fiercely."

"Yes, this kid is a little interesting." Elder Ming smiled and the big rock in his heart fell to the ground. The trial was finally over. Fortunately, there was no big mistake. Those small problems were harmless, and he could finally retire.

"No, look!" Hongwu's fellow disciple suddenly screamed in surprise, and everyone's attention was called back to the light curtain by him again.

Through the big mouth flower guarding the broken cheeks, everyone was surprised to see a figure slowly regenerating.

"What? He is not dead?" The monk Xiaosha was stunned.

The big man in red scarf stared at the vague figure and slowly said, "If you use the spiritual explosion technique, you will definitely die. It's not that he is not dead, but that he is resurrected after he dies!"

"How is it possible! Death in the cave will be kicked out of the test place immediately. How could there be such a thing as death and resurrection?" The monk Xiaosha shook his head vigorously.

"Then I'm going to ask you the Hidden Sword Sect! What kind of privilege did you give him?" The big man in red scarf asked in his tone.

The handsome monk was not sure how to reply, but another violent vibration came from the light curtain.

Qian Yang, who had just been resurrected, actually exploded again!
Chapter completed!