The eight stout men saw that Mo Qianjun knocked Wang Fucai unconscious with one punch, and they refused to give up, and at the moment the eight people waved their fists one by one, but they didn't care about their little master, and they bombarded and killed Mo Qianjun and the three of them.

Although these eight people are stout and have practiced swordsmanship, they have not reached the swordsman level, so they gave up swordsmanship and became the servants of Wang Fucai's family. And Mo Qianjun, Shi Qingling, and Han Feng are all muscles and bones that have been practiced for ten years, if they are one-on-one, there is absolutely no problem, but three against eight, there may be some problems, after all, there are fewer people and more people, and the other eight are all adult men, not to mention that they have been strong in their muscles, just say that their brute strength makes Mo Qianjun and others jealous.

The current fight was about to break out, and three of them surrounded Shi Qingling, after all, Shi Qingling was their main target, and the three of them dealt with Mo Qianjun, because Mo Qianjun stunned Wang Fucai, and the remaining two dealt with Han Feng.

Mo Qianjun's cultivation of the sword, in the sword apprenticeship period has learned some basic sword style, the moment is to pull out the wooden sword on the back, Mo Qianjun with one enemy three, although there is a wooden sword, but it still seems very difficult, at this stage of Mo Qianjun, his own sword skill, can only compete with the brute force of a strong man. Facing the siege in front of him and behind him, Mo Qianjun seemed to be difficult to care about, Mo Qianjun looked around, but it was a moment of negligence, a strong man rushed towards Mo Qianjun from the rear, only grabbed Mo Qianjun, and then another strong man rushed over, grabbed Mo Qianjun's sword-wielding right hand, and snatched the sword weapon from Mo Qianjun's hand.

Mo Qianjun felt that he was restrained, and the whole person was caught by the other party, especially the right hand that he had experienced the most was also caught, Mo Qianjun only felt bad for a while, and he couldn't avoid this catastrophe.

Mo Qianjun has been preparing for ten years for the selection of the royal family sword gate this time, if he is really disturbed by Wang Fatzi's people this time, then he will have to face his father's disappointed expression when he goes home, Mo Qianjun doesn't want to see his father's disappointed expression. But what now?

At this time, Mo Qianjun was looking at a person in front of him, waving his fist and blasting in the direction of Mo Qianjun. That stiff and domineering fist is enough to stun a person, if Mo Qianjun is really stunned, then this time the selection of the royal sword gate will be missed.

The strong man in front of him was getting closer and closer, and he was bombarding towards Mo Qianjun, who stretched out his only movable left hand out of instinct.

Mo Qianjun has never practiced his left hand, after all, the use of kendo is with the right hand, Mo Qianjun has practiced kendo since he was five years old, and he has practiced his right hand, but today Mo Qianjun felt very surprised, he found that his left hand suddenly had inexplicable strength, and he actually caught the strong man's very strong brute force blow, and then Mo Qianjun's left hand rotated, and he actually threw the strong man out, and it was four or five zhang away.

Mo Qianjun saw the ferocity of his left hand, and his heart was full of joy, this was the strong man who was holding him behind him with his left elbow, and three times in a row, Mo Qianjun vaguely heard the sound of the strong man's bones breaking, and the strong man had to let go, and fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

At that moment, the three of them were knocked down by Mo Qianjun, and the remaining one panicked for a while, and shouted: "You, how can it be that you are just a sword cultivator who has just entered the swordsman level in the sword way, and your sword dao skill is only comparable to our brute force, how can you have such a strong strength." ”

Regarding this, Mo Qianjun was also confused, but he didn't care about it, and said: "Where did you come from so much nonsense, eat me a blow!"

Mo Qianjun's left hand was smart, and the whole hand was like a sharp blade, and after a blow, the remaining guy was actually out of the way, and was knocked away by Mo Qianjun three zhang away.

After knocking these three people to the ground, the remaining five strong men and Shi Qingling, Han Feng were also stunned,

Shi Qingling was besieged by three people at this time, and had been caught by the three strong men, and tied it with a rope, Mo Qianjun waved his fist at the moment, but he had the potential to sweep the thousands of troops, but he could beat the three people to the ground, and then helped Han Feng to relieve the siege, and the eight strong men were all knocked to the ground by Mo Qianjun's left fist.

Han Feng and Shi Qingling saw that the eight strong men were knocked to the ground, and the two of them were happy for a while, but they stared at Mo Qianjun's left hand and studied it carefully, but they didn't find anything abnormal.

Shi Qingling said with admiration and envy: "Qianjun, what's wrong with your left hand? Why is it so fierce all of a sudden, those eight strong men are not your opponents together." ”

Mo Qianjun shook his head and said, "I don't know about this! I didn't find that my left hand had such strength before, but now that I suddenly have this kind of strength, I feel strange." ”

Han Feng was silent for a long time, and finally said, "I heard that on the Kyushu Continent, there is a saying of the spiritual root of the sword way. For example, the eyes of the gods, the ears of the gods, the hands of the gods, and the legs of the gods. People who have this kind of spiritual root talent may be revealed when they cultivate to the swordsman level, Qianjun, I remember that you entered the swordsman level last month, and this time is also the time when the spiritual root talent is revealed, I think Qianjun, your left hand is so powerful, it should be the hand of God mentioned in the spiritual root of the sword, and yours is the left hand of God. ”

Han Feng said, also quite envious, and said Shi Qingling on one side

Mo Qianjun was stunned for a moment, he hadn't heard of this before, so he continued to ask: "But Brother Han Feng, what you said is just a legend! How could the legendary talent of God's left hand come to me!"

Mo Qianjun couldn't believe this.

The three of them were talking as they walked, but Shi Qingling said, "Brother Han Feng, what if Qianjun really has the left hand of the gods?"

Han Feng thought for a moment and said, "The owner of this legendary kendo spiritual root talent has its own skills, and one of their common characteristics is that they have extremely fast kendo cultivation speed, and people with different talents at the same time will have different characteristics. For example, the person with the left eye of the god has a very strong ability to copy sword moves, the person with the left ear of the god has a very strong ability to listen to the sound and predict the sword moves, and the right hand of the god has an extremely fast sword move speed ability, as for the left hand of the god of the thousand armies, it has immeasurable strength, if it is said that in the early stage of the swordsman rank, our sword weapon strength can swing a hundred jun, then the thousand army can at least use the left hand to swing a thousand jun, and its strength is like a swordsman level person. ”

Mo Qianjun listened to what Han Feng said, and he was quite proud in his heart, if he knew that he had such a powerful talent, then there was a 100% chance that he could pass this assessment.

Mo Qianjun, Shi Qingling, and Han Feng walked towards the county seat, and there was still an hour before the sword assessment began. And Mo Qianjun didn't know that their fight at this time was watched by several swordsman and sword master-level sword cultivators.

In the sky above the fight between Mo Qianjun, Shi Qingling, and Han Feng, five people flying with the sword were floating in the air, looking at this qiē below.

Among the five people, the first one is a green-bearded old man, whose kendo cultivation is about the third stage of the sword master rank, while the other four, one woman and three men, are all people who are above the seventh stage of the swordsman realm. It takes three or five years to leap from the swordsman level to the swordsman level, and it takes decades at most, and these four swordsmen are at least thirty or forty years old.

The old man at the sword master level was probably fifty or sixty years old, and after he saw Mo Qianjun's shot just now, his eyes lit up, and he was quite surprised, and said, "Is this the will of heaven?"