I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

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“sword intent?”

Stuck at this crucial moment, the sleepy masked man on Zenjov’s back trembled and opened his eyes slowly.

As soon as he looked up, his eyes focused on the billowing dust that was ten thousand li away.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head and looked at the blue robe middle age person who was facing the young man, leaving his back to his own blue robe middle age person.

“Gou Wuyue…”

The masked man whispered as if reminiscing, thinking about something in his muddy eyes, and it took a long time to fix his eyes on the famous sword in Gou Wuyue’s hand, the voice of Nu Lan.

“weng! “

In response to the sound of sword cry, there seemed to be a demon wind blowing from the sky and the earth, whizzing again and again, and everyone’s heart was chilling.

Many white clothed were immediately alert, their attention immediately turned away from the young man in the distance, and fell on the masked man who was awake.

“big brother!”

The storyteller called out in surprise, “Are you awake?”

“It’s okay?” Cenjov asked, tilting his head, shaking his back, and shooting down the person on it.

“Nothing.”

The masked man responded, but his feet were subconsciously in the void, but he suddenly awakened that he had lost the ability to stay in the air.

He woke up instantly.

The people in front of you, the conversation, they all talked in the sky!

Sure enough.

The next second.

“sou! “

The person who fell from Zenjov’s back seemed to step on the air in his sleep, and fell directly to the ground.

“I…”

The masked man became speechless.

Fortunately, the storyteller’s response was extremely fast. With a touch of “yin and yang life and death”, the golden light flashed, and the masked man had fallen on the space platform he spawned.

“……”

The audience was late for a while.

Question marks slowly appeared on many white clothed surfaces.

If the information is correct, this person who fell from Zenjov’s back should be the first of the holy slaves.

The first seat of the dignified holy slave could not even fly?

“How can this damn holy slave be more exotic than the other?”

“Never mind the youngster, this saint slave is the first, I thought it suppressed the cultivation base, never thought, he really is the day after tomorrow? Even flying, will not?”

“Let me go, what the hell is this and what!”

The appearance of the masked man out of the situation, like a dung stick, directly shifted the target of the confrontation in the field.

Gou Wuyue turned back and looked around.

His eyes were short, and he saw the masked man who was about to fall to the ground.

“Um…

The masked man looked up and looked a little embarrassed.

He wants to talk.

Immediately I noticed that this highly unequal way of speaking would not only cost my neck, but the imposing manner would also weaken the other party, and immediately turned his head towards the storyteller.

The storyteller knows the truth, beckoned, and the masked man slowly floats into the air.

A crowd of white clothed with dozens of heads slowly raised their heads as their figures climbed higher.

That scene, it’s simply!

“Is this the rescuer who fell from the world?”

Xu Xiaoshou at first in the distance was still happy that the masked man could divert Gou Wuyue’s attention when he appeared on the stage, and almost no blood came out when he saw this scene.

Opposite is Wuyue Sword Immortal!

You do it like this, how can I believe that saint slaves can kill the dead from this inescapable net?

This is more absurd than I said.

“Patters…”

The rain keeps falling.

In order to prevent the big brother from encountering a second accident during the lift-off process, the storyteller deliberately slowed down.

It wasn’t until he also noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere that he made a direct transfer and brought the big brother to the height of the same level as Gou Wuyue.

“Ignored, passive value, +782.”

Xu Xiaoshou saw this message and immediately relaxed.

As expected, once the masked man reached a height, he didn’t do other things. The first move was to turn his head and look towards him and wave his hand.

“Come here.”

Brush.

The white clothed turned their heads together.

“Being watched, passive value, +783.”

Xu Xiaoshou’s face turned green all at once.

He wanted to leave the battlefield.

He didn’t even want to be in the middle of the battle for a moment.

But the masked man seemed to know what this guy was thinking, and said with a smile: “You will only die faster if you stay there.”

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

He reacted immediately.

Yes, this is the battle of Dao Severing and Taixu.

Such a little distance, for them, it is very close.

Hiding, how can I avoid it?

“Come here.”

“Invited, passive value, +1.”

Xu Xiaoshou gritted his teeth and did not dare to think again, ascending to the skies with a single leap, and went directly behind the masked man.

“The war is on, remember to block me…”

“Fantastic.”

The masked man cut off his words without looking back.

“What are you looking at?” Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

“Learning.”

“What to learn…huh?”

Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes burst with bright light, “Should it not…”

He remembered that when he first met the masked man, the other party also said something similar.

After saying “your way has long been ruined by people”, he shot directly and severely damaged Xiao Qixiu, Ye Xiaotian, and the great veteran of the spiritual palace, and easily escaped.

It is impossible, at this moment, he will also show divine might, breaking this space with his fingers.

Then, under the gaze of Gou Wuyue, led everyone, as if they had escaped from the Heavenly Mulberry Spirit Palace, fleeing away?

Xu Xiaoshou looked expectant.

The storyteller on the side looked the same, the stars in his eyes were about to fall out.

Cenchev retreated a few steps.

The first seat came out, so the one who resists the pressure is no longer oneself.

The masked man did not explain too much and took action directly.

He is like an elder, as if he wanted to give some pointers himself, he took a step forward and took a step forward.

“Wait…”

The frightened words of the storyteller have not been finished yet, the masked man has already shaken, staggering and falling straight forward.

“Set!”

Oh la la, the storyteller on the side hurriedly stroked the ancient book, which lengthened the length of the invisible space platform and prevented the masked person from stepping on the empty foot and falling again.

?

White clothed The anticipation in all eyes turned into shock, one by one dumbstruck.

Xu Xiaoshou: “……”

He took a long and deep breath, but was choked with coughing again and again.

This is special, are you kidding me? !

The masked man turned his head and glared a little angrily, and then under the rebellious neck of the storyteller, as if he had completely forgotten the dilemma he had just now, he put his hands behind him.

“Gou Wuyue?”

The saint slave who was almost about to be completely overwhelmed by the white clothed camp’s imposing manner, under this indifferent voice, the sword intent was directly broken.

The masked man’s shoulders were still squatting, but when he relaxed a little, the sky seemed to be pierced.

It seems that there is nothing in this world that can hold him down.

“Imposing manner?” Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.

This scene is like the last glance when I encounter such a difficult situation in the fantasy realm of “Enchanting Mountains and Rivers”.

In the world, a person who truly possesses absolute self-confidence is impossible to be crushed by any imposing manner, even if he only seems to have only the Acquired Realm world.

“sword intent!”

“This guy is also an ancient sword cultivator, he broke the sword intent of the moonless senior at once!”

“Good guy, what realm is this?”

“He is also unable to Sword Immortal, so with no difficulty…”

“What’s the kidding! This is Sword Immortal? There are only seven Sword Immortal in the world, with this guy’s name?”

“Then he…”

“The Wuyue senior didn’t really move that’s all. His sword intent was just used to fight against the youngster. It was fundamentally insignificant!”

“Oh, is that really the case?”

In the sound transmission channel of white clothed, there was a lot of noise immediately.

The sound of rain was ticking, and there was a raging wave under the quiet scene.

Everyone can tell that at this time, the masked person is really facing Gou Wuyue. In other words, it is hard steel!

“You recognize me.”

There was no surprise in Gou Wuyue’s tone.

He can directly judge from the words “Gou Wuyue” when the masked person first awakens and the words “Gou Wuyue” on the other side, who really knows himself.

Therefore, there is no doubt in the voice.

“weng! “

The sword cry sounded.

Gou Wuyue bowed her head and held onto the voice of the famous Jian Nulan tightly.

Since the masked man awakened, the voice of Nu Lan felt like an enemy of the same level, and the vibration amplitude was terrifying.

How many years have you seen this scene?

Gou Wuyue frowned and said: “But you recognize me, it seems I don’t recognize you?”

“And the ancient sword cultivator in the world, as long as the people who are famous are those who have no me and no moon and do not know, therefore, I should also recognize you.”

“Who are you?”

The masked man looked away from the voice of the famous sword Nulan, curled up his fingers, his hands were empty.

“The first seat of the holy slave.”

After talking nonsense, the masked man continued: “But these are not important. What’s important is that this matter today can be done here.”

He glanced around white clothed, slightly nodded.

“The battle is very good, but it gives me a face. Let’s go back to each house.”

Huh?

The white clothed audience was dumbfounded.

Where did the second fool come out? ?

Even if the youngster was so naive and cute, how could this saintly slave be so arrogant?

Face…

With such a tone, I really don’t put everyone here in my eyes at all!

“hahaha!”

Among the white clothed crowd, someone finally couldn’t hold it back.

These two, really when they came in such a posture as white clothed, did they come here to make jokes?

A burly silhouette shot out from the crowd, and with a flick of his sleeves, he angrily said:

“Who cares about you, let’s talk about it!”

“Here are seven white clothed squads, plus a ‘country-covering sky cover’. Seven or eight hundred holy guards have been used for off-field support, too. It’s impossible to break it if it’s too empty.”

“You saint slaves, are clowns gathered? Really think that by a few hours of lip and tongue, each one can stand up to the sky?”

“According to my opinion, Wuyue seniors don’t need to talk nonsense with them, just cut them off!”

As soon as he raised his hand, the white clothed underneath could no longer stand.

“Right!”

“No month senior, don’t tell them, the time has been delayed for a long time, it is uncertain…”

“Bah, do it and it’s done!”

Obviously, a fact that seemed so indifferent to the masked people fell into the ears of this group of people, and it really became a mockery.

With such a huge amount of manpower and material resources, they didn’t come here to listen to the show.

Gou Wuyue was frowned, but didn’t say anything.

The burly white clothed flying in the air seemed to have been ordered, his chest straightened, and his eyes pierced at the masked man with scorching eyes.

“The Sky Cover of the Nation?”

The masked man murmured: “I heard it slightly…but who are you?”

“My name is Cheng Yuan!”

“How old?”

“Thirty-two!” Cheng Yuan proudly, thirty-two years old, able to be white clothed, indeed has the capital to be proud of.

“What cultivation base?”

“The Throne! But with the increase of the’Nation Covering Sky Cover’, the strength is comparable…”

chi!

There was no movement at all, but there was a slight noise in the void, and the voice of Cheng Yuan’s words stopped abruptly.

A bloody color fell directly into the air.

In the next second, Cheng Yuan’s eyes were rounded, and he stretched out his hand to pinch his neck.

But the gurgling blood flow penetrated through his fingers, and he dyed his white robe directly.

“I care who you are?”

“But the trifling throne cultivation base is only thirty-two years old. At best, it is a young man.”

“Then, if your lord speaks, don’t interrupt.”

The masked man looked away indifferently and looked towards Gou Wuyue: “He still has 3 minutes to live. If he is not rescued in time, he will die soon.”

“I don’t want to kill people.”

“But if the people you bring are all of this kind, once a war starts, your loss will be greater than mine.”

As if he was telling the truth, his voice was unwavering and calm.

The white clothed was frightened at the same time.

Wuyue senior shoots, and even draws a sword.

But the masked man, no one can see what he does.

People are directly blocked? !

“3 minutes ……”

The white clothed hurriedly took Cheng Yuan from the eardrop from the sky, and the emergency personnel immediately rushed over and pulled the person behind.

The scene was extremely silent for a while.

Gou Wuyue’s eyes sink slightly.

His eyes fell on the two curled fingers of the masked man half hidden under his sleeve robe, with a startling look in his eyes.

“Ten Sword Fingers?”

Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head in shock, and he saw the curled fingers of the masked man.

This style is exactly the style in which he broke the dean’s arm at Heavenly Mulberry Spirit Palace.

At the same time, it is exactly the same as the sloppy uncle’s two fingers that killed the red dog!

“It’s up to you, but I still say that, this round, it’s better to disperse.” The masked man said calmly.

Xu Xiaoshou Only then did I feel what a real fierce person is.

Surrounded by the white clothed, I didn’t even want to say a word, and directly chose to take the initiative to hurt people.

How courageous is this?

Gou Wuyue looked at the masked man’s fingers in a daze.

At this moment, the famous sword in his hand seemed to tremble more and more violently.

“Good!”

“What a’Ten Sword Fingers’!”

Gou Wuyue let out a laugh, with surprise in her eyes, saying: “If I changed my job and dared to hurt my subordinates in the past, maybe I won’t talk any more nonsense with you, but today, you…”

Suddenly he paused and pondered, the confident “face” of the masked person in his mind returned to his mind.

After a long pause, he asked: “Why should I let you go?”

Everyone was shocked by the tone of this sudden 180-degree turn.

Rao is Xu Xiaoshou, and also looked towards the masked man in shock.

Listen to this tone…

Is it really possible to rely on just a mouth and face the fruits to make this situation turn for the better?

The masked man said indifferently: “Because you are Gou Wuyue, you have to let me go. This is the favor you owe.”

“hahaha!”

Gou Wuyue laughed: “I was born for a lifetime, swordsmanship in the world, has never owed who love?”

“You owe it.”

The masked man didn’t intend to talk nonsense at all.

He directly stretched out his two fingers, pointed finger towards the sky.

“Bun!”

A two-finger-wide black line pierced directly through the void, and the ripples of the spiritual formation were flooded, and it was actually broken.

“What are you kidding?”

The white clothed was shocked.

“Spirit Array!”

“Country-covering sky cover, cover it! Hurry up!”

“Fuck, what is the origin of this guy, what kind of spiritual skill is this, how can the damage be so high?”

“Isn’t he a cultivation base?”

“……”

“Let’s go.” The masked man waved his hand, and Cenchov and the storyteller kept up on the spot without saying a word.

Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.

That’s it?

Can you leave now?

Seeing that these guys were about to leave, he was too busy to keep up, but he was at a loss and didn’t understand what was going on.

Gou Wuyue was surprised by his self-confidence.

Does this person really think of himself as air?

If there is no one else to this point, let alone ordinary white clothed, even he Gou Wuyue, at this moment, is in anger.

“Leave it to me!”

“Om——”

Just when the other party wanted to draw the sword, the voice of the famous sword slave Lan came out with a faint meaning of resistance.

Obviously, it already seemed to have encountered the Sword Immortal of the same name. He was unwilling to live in the scabbard and wanted to fight.

But at this moment, Gou Wuyue wants to draw his sword.

This sword is actually resisting!

“Human feelings…”

Gou Wuyue looked down at the voice of Nu Lan, and a long-lost silhouette burst in his mind.

He looked back in horror.

“Who on earth are you?”