Song Jian spent three days killing all the bandits on the entire Black Wind Mountain, several leaders all had first-order combat power, Song Jian also relied on small stone people and sneak attacks to kill these leaders one by one, especially when killing the big leader, he even used a "Enemy of Death" passive skill, relying on the effect of the enemy of death, suddenly came back from the dead, inflicted heavy damage on the big leader, thus killing the other party and obtaining his head, which was also Song Jian's most difficult battle;

But now, almost all of them are disciples of the eighth or ninth level, and the highest level is not more than the tenth level, but the experience given is more than that of the monsters in their twenties, how can this not make Song Jian happy?

Even if he didn't use his skills and simply relied on attributes to crush him, Song Jian was also a sword, slashing them all to the ground, if it weren't for the fear of the examiners' shots, Song Jian wouldn't even want to keep his hands;

Seeing Song Jian staring at the hundred-man team, there was no one who was his one-trick opponent, and the three examiners all showed surprised looks on their faces.

"I knew he was strong, but I didn't expect him to be so strong!"

"The main thing is that he didn't even use swordsmanship, as if he was swinging his sword with brute force, but the power was so great......"

"No, although it is the use of brute force, but between the luck, you can still see a trace of swordsmanship, he still knows swordsmanship, which has been deeply imprinted into his bone marrow and blood, even if it is a random wave, it can make people feel the existence of sword intent." Li Guiqing's swordsmanship attainments are the highest, but when he looked at Song Jian, his eyes were also full of horror.

"Sword intent? Brother Li, are you talking about sword intent? Did I hear me right? Wang Hai next to him was shocked, turned his head to stare at Li Guiqing and asked.

"How is it possible, he is just a miscellaneous disciple......" Qin Hua also looked at Song Jian with a surprised face.

"What's wrong with the miscellaneous disciple, don't forget our master, he was just a miscellaneous disciple at the beginning......" Li Guiqing glanced left and right and said in a low voice.

"This kid, how can he compare with the master...... Wang Hai said with an uncertain look in his eyes.

This was too much impact for him, if it wasn't for the fact that he didn't use his swordsmanship talent at the beginning, how could he run to the Sword Casting Hall to become a sword-casting disciple?

"Sword intent, even if it is a formal sword master, I'm afraid there are few people who can comprehend sword intent." Qinhua shook his head and sighed;

The corners of Li Guiqing's mouth twitched slightly, he was one of the official sword masters who had not comprehended the sword intent.

"It's indeed sword intent, it's just that he has just touched the threshold, and he can't be called a real sword intent yet, but with his age and attainments, it's only a matter of time before he comprehends the true sword intent." Although he didn't comprehend the sword intent, it didn't hinder Li Guiqing's eyesight.

"You say, is it because he single-handedly exterminated the Black Wind Village?" Qin Hua said suddenly.

Li Guiqing was shocked, and the thoughts in his mind flipped: "Am I also going to find a bandit's stockade to exterminate it, and try to see if I can comprehend the sword intent?" ”

Li Guiqing looked at Song Jian, who was dressed in blood, and Qinhua's casual words were like taking root in Li Guiqing's mind, growing like weeds.

In just one cup of tea, Song Jian cut down all the disciples around him to the ground, most of these people were unconscious, but many of them were knocked off by Song Jian, and they kept rolling and wailing on the ground with their hands or feet.

"Alright, the victor is out, let the wounded be brought down for treatment." Li Guiqing frowned, looked at the disciple who was wailing and rolling on the ground, and commanded;

"Hand over Song Jian, we will be close to him, with this person's qualifications, I am afraid that it will not be long before he will be valued by that elder or even the head of the sect and become a personal disciple!" Li Guiqing whispered to the two beside him.

Qin Hua and Wang Hai glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and had already begun to think in their hearts about what kind of gift they should give to this miscellaneous disciple, which could not only make the other party admit their affection, but also not be too sycophant.

At this moment, the three of them were suddenly surprised to see that Song Jian actually rushed towards the hundred-person assessment site next to him, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and the wooden sword in his hand kept slashing at the surrounding disciples, knocking them down one by one.

"He, what is he doing here?" Qin Hua said dumbfounded;

"Ahem, did you come too late, didn't hear the previous assessment rules, and thought that you had to defeat everyone to pass?" Wang Hai coughed twice and said.

"Also, maybe?" Li Guiqing was also surprised, he could hear that Wang Hai was excusing the other party, but after splitting so many people in a row, how much physical strength do you kid have left, aren't you tired? You're going to provoke the wrath of the people!

Song Jian rushed to the second team of hundreds, and soon, this team of only seventy or eighty people was also scattered, and like the previous team, they either fainted to the ground, or covered their hands and feet and wailed in pain;

Song Jian took a look at his level, and it was unexpectedly 69% of the thirtieth level, which was effortless and refreshing;

The most important thing is that he is not qualified to enter the inner gate for anything, from beginning to end, Song Jian has only one purpose, the first place in this disciple assessment, if he doesn't knock everyone else down, how can he get the first place?

However, after defeating the second 100-person competitive team, Song Jian was also a little out of breath, and when his eyes looked towards the third competitive team, the remaining dozens of people invariably stopped fighting with each other and looked towards Song Jian in unison.

The eyes of almost all the trial disciples were full of anger, and at this moment, Song Jian seemed to have really become the enemy of the whole people.

"Huhu, I'll rub it, it's a bit big......" Song Jian looked at the rest of the trial disciples, and a wry smile appeared on his face;

He had already defeated more than a hundred trial disciples, and even though their level was much lower than Song Jian's, it had consumed a lot of Song Jian's physical strength.

Seeing the rest of the trial disciples, they actually stopped tacitly and aimed the finger at Song Jian, and the three examiners glanced at each other, not only did not stop them, but looked interested: "Hehe, it's interesting!" ”

Song Jian's strength has been recognized by them, but if he can't defeat the remaining disciples, then he won't be able to pass this trial assessment.

"If he fails, then I'll take him as a disciple!" Li Guiqing stroked the three strands of long beard, and a smile appeared on his face, if Song Jian really passed the assessment, with his qualifications, he would definitely be accepted as a disciple by the elder or the head, and then there would be no part for him, at this moment, Li Guiqing had a mentality that it would be good if Song Jian did not pass the assessment.

"Come up!" With a wave of the wooden sword in his hand, Song Jian shouted at the remaining dozens of people;

Before everyone could react, Song Jian, who was covered in blood and was full of arrogance, rushed towards dozens of people on the opposite side with one person and one sword;

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