I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Time goes back half a second.

When the sword energy came, Xu Xiaoshou completely abandoned the panic at the moment of life and death, and only Gu Jing Bubo was left.

The seemingly unconscious hand extension is actually the most direct natural reaction accumulated by the body after many battles.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the major passive skills urged to the extreme, even with "ordinary thought power" attached to it, and then lightly swiped when the sword energy blasted.

Baiyun Youyou II: Sword-style!

Yes, this is a pure sword intent, a blow that once used Zhou Tianshen's "immortal pull mountain style".

At that time, the weak defeated the strong, and at this moment, there was a difference in the same way.

The horrible sword aura from the masked man seemed irresistible, but in fact it came from the same origin as Xu Xiaoshou, and both were direct feedback of pure sword fighting.

Xu Xiaoshou's sword intent naturally couldn't keep up, and he couldn't even match the double line of tears.

But with the foundation of "swordsmanship", his foundation breadth is really terrifying, and he can almost see the origin of any swordsmanship in the world.

The insertion of both hands naturally stuck the key point of the terrifying sword aura, and then sent it along.

This delivery must have not shaken the sword-strength forward halfway, but Xu Xiaoshou's body was able to deviate from the orbit of death with force.

Even if only half of the body!

...

boom!

Sword Qi slashed straight past, destroying the small half of the conference hall.

Xu Xiaoshou survived, but his hands were directly exploded, leaving only a cracked bone.

It was only a momentary touch, and only the fingertips touched, but even the root of the arm was almost disconnected.

The majesty of sword energy, terrifying!

Not only that, but the remaining sword intent was like a tarsal maggot, dispelling but not dispersing, and instantly invaded Xu Xiaoshou's body, and the pain of ten thousand ant phages struck in a blink of an eye.

The "Endless Life" operates frantically, condensing flesh and blood little by little.

"Under attack, passive value, +1."

"Under attack, passive value, +1."

"..."

The tears were dumbfounded, and the sword energy that could kill the throne was resisted by this kid?

What a monster this is!

"Jiannian?"

He seemed to smell a familiar smell, but wasn't that the first original thing, how could this kid do?

"No, it's not Jiannian, it's just similar..." Tears double-line repeatedly confirmed, and finally had a judgment.

"Coincidence..."

Ye Xiaotian was also shocked. He didn't expect Xu Xiaoshou to really fight this attack on his own. At this moment, his heart was full of self-blame.

Obviously it was something that I should face, but it was unforgivable to let a disciple of Yuan Ting Realm's early stage bear it.

With a stroke, he directly moved Xu Xiaoshou and Mu Zixi to his side.

"Sorry, I was careless, you guys have a rest!"

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head. He felt that he was already a very cautious person, but when he really fought, he still couldn't take care of everything, including the information he had obtained earlier.

There was no way to blame this blow, let alone Ye Xiaotian's failure to react.

It was a fluke to survive only one sentence.

Mu Zixi was a little distressed. Xu Xiaoshou's first reaction at the time of crisis was that he resisted all by himself. Although he really couldn't help much, the feeling of being taken care of was really touching.

She hurriedly handed over the "Life Imprint" in her mouth.

"Quick, dangling!"

"..."

"Do you have any misunderstandings about the usage of this thing?"

Xu Xiaoshou lowered three black lines on his forehead. At this time, the "Lifeless" had almost recovered his flesh and blood.

He took the spirit seal, then frowned, this slippery touch...

"come?"

Mu Zixi stepped forward in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Xu Xiaoshou grabbed her little skirt with Lingyin and wiped it, and said, "Your saliva will naturally return to you."

Mu Zixi: "..."

"Cursed, passive, +1."

Looking at Ye Xiaotian and the three of them, Tears Shuangxing had a bad feeling in their hearts.

Impulsive!

That sword-qi jade was originally prepared for Ye Xiaotian, and it was either dead or wounded if touched. He never thought that because of Xu Xiaoshou's appearance, his hatred would be successfully transferred.

That's all, the sword qi hasn't taken his life away, this kid is only an early stage of Yuan Ting Realm!

Looking at his recovery, it seems to be getting better?

"Is the master body so strong? Or is it that the sword energy of the first seat is not as terrible as imagined?"

For the first time, Tear Shuangxing had a slight suspicion of Invincible's first seat.

He shook the last jade in his hand and motioned Ye Xiaotian not to mess around.

This thing has nothing to do with the cultivation base, because Xu Xiaoshou has the sense of the sword intent, the body of a master, and the help of the gods at the moment of opportunity, he can escape by chance.

But there is no guarantee that Ye Xiaotian will really survive it!

However, Ye Xiaotian was provoked a long time ago, and he repeatedly restrained and strengthened his control. He was like an outsider here, and in the end he directly let a child suffer all this.

Seeing Xu Xiao's injury, he could no longer hold back, his hands were torn in the void.

"Broken!"

Boom boom--

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the space in front of him in shock as if it were a tablecloth. Under Ye Xiaotian's tear, it was completely distorted and wrinkled, and then it shattered countless black space cracks.

In the void rift, endless dimensional fragments were chopped out, and those pieces were almost sharper than swords, and the two rows of tears at the center of the storm were instantly crying.

"What's so special..." Xu Xiaoshou was stupid. Is this the throne's fighting power?

Mu Zixi was equally dumbfounded and swallowed hard.

She looked at Ye Xiaotian and realized for the first time that this white-haired Taoist boy was not as cute as it seemed on the surface.

Tears Shuangxing hugged Luo Leilei, completely turning a blind eye to all of this, calmly took out a formation disk, and crushed it.

Boom!

A transparent mask enveloped the two of them, and the dimensional fragments that were so sharp that they could even be cut apart were completely blocked!

"Formation?" Ye Xiaotian frowned, and he couldn't believe it. "There are great masters in the'Holy Slave'?"

Grand Master?

Xu Xiaoshou thought of Elder Qiao, "Only Grand Master can make that array?"

"Not bad." Ye Xiaotian nodded and said: "Including the previous sword qi jade, if there is no great master of the spirit circle, it should not be possible to make it with the masked person alone."

"Tsk tsk..."

For the first time Xu Xiaoshou had the idea of ​​wanting to rob someone, this blind man, don’t be too rich!

If these things can be obtained and asked him to face a throne, would he be completely good at it?

Ye Xiaotian looked at the fading mask, pinched his hands suddenly, and wanted to remove the two of them.

But at the same time, Lei Shuang Xing smashed a piece of purple jade again with great vigilance, and the space inside the mask was instantly blocked!

"Space replacement ~www.ltnovel.com~ is useless to me."

Xu Xiaoshou's eyelids jumped wildly, come again?

This time it is Ziyu, what is next time?

Tear Shuangxing picked up the scepter, raised his head, as if looking at the sky that had been completely darkened, and then took out a golden bead full of rich spatial atmosphere...

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

"Transport beads?" Ye Xiaotian saw this, his pupils shrinking.

"It's almost time..."

The blind young man picked up his magic scepter, pointed at Xu Xiaoshou, and then turned to the direction of Mu Zixi or Ye Xiaotian.

"Goodbye!"

Snapped!

The beads were crushed and the figure disappeared instantly.