Chapter 638： Committed anger (1/2)
It took three days for Song Jian to kill all the pirates on the entire Heifeng Mountain. Several leaders had first-order combat power. Song Jian also relied on little stonemen and sneak attacks to kill the leaders one by one. , Especially when killing the leader, he even used a passive enemy of ”death of death”, relying on the effect of the enemy of death, suddenly resurrected, causing heavy damage to the leader, thereby killing the opponent and obtaining him This is the most difficult battle of Song Jian;
But now, almost all of them are eight or nine, and the highest is not more than ten, but they give more experience than monsters in more than twenty. How can this not make Song Jian happy?
Even if he does not use his skills, he simply relies on his attributes to crush, Song Jian is one sword, and they are all chopped to the ground. If he is not worried about the examiners' shots, Song Jian does not even want to keep his hands;
Seeing Song Jian's cross in the centurion, no one was his one-shot enemy, and the three examiners' faces all showed surprise.
”I know he's strong, but I didn't expect him to be so strong!”
”The main thing is that he didn't use the sword, as if he was wielding a sword with brute force, but the power was so great ...”
”No, although brute force is used, there is still a trace of swordsmanship between the players. He can still swordsmanship, which has been deeply imprinted into his bone marrow blood, even if it is casual. A wave can also make people feel the existence of the sword. ”Li Guiqing's sword skill is the highest, but the look toward Song Jian is also full of horror.
”Jian Yi? Brother Li, you are talking about Jian Yi? Am I right?” Wang Hai next to him shook and turned to stare at Li Guiqing.
”How is it possible that he is just a miscellaneous disciple ...” Qin Hua also looked at Song Jian with surprise.
”What happened to the miscellaneous disciple, don't forget our head, he was a miscellaneous disciple ...” Li Guiqing glanced around and whispered.
”How can this boy compare with the head ...” Wang Hai said uncertainly.
For him, the impact was too great. If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't use the talent of swordsmanship, how could he go to Zhu Jian Tang to become a Jian Jian disciple?
”Jianyi, even if it is a formal swordsman, I am afraid few people can understand Jianyi.” Qin Hua shook her head and sighed;
Li Guiqing's mouth twitched a little, he was one of the official swordsmen who didn't understand sword intention.
”It's really swordsmanship. It's just that he just touched the threshold. It can't be called a true swordsmanship. However, with his age and accomplishments, it's just a matter of time to realize the true swordsmanship.” Comprehending sword meaning, but it does not hinder Li Guiqing's eyesight.
”You said, is it because he killed Heifengzhai alone?” Qinhua said suddenly.
Li Guiqing was shocked, and his thoughts flipped: ”Did I also go to a mountain thief's village to annihilate it, and try to understand the sword?”
Li Guiqing looked at Song Jian in a **** coat, and Qin Hua's casual words, but in Li Guiqing's mind was like a root, and he grew like weeds.
In a short time of tea, Song Jian chopped all the disciples around him. Most of them were unconscious, but many of them were broken by Song Jian, holding hands or feet and tumbling on the ground.
”Well, the winner has already come out, so that someone can take those wounded down for treatment.” Li Guiqing frowned, watching the mournful disciples on the ground and instructed;
”Bring Song Jian up, we get close and close. With this qualification, I'm afraid that it won't be long before that elder or even the head of the family becomes a disciple!” Li Guiqing said softly to the two beside him.