Why are all of them passive skills?

Jiaolong Street.

Bailong Club.

In a private room, on a gorgeous and expensive carpet, a row of men knelt. They moved in unison, their foreheads touched the ground, cold sweat ran down their faces, their whole bodies trembled, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

"Master Xuexue, someone broke in and has already started fighting with the blood drop!"

In front of them, there was a luxurious sofa, and on the sofa sat a charming woman in a red Western dress.

The dress exposed her shoulders and was slightly low-cut. From the upper chest to the pattern of the skirt, it was all blood red, neat and tidy without a single wrinkle, clean as if it was not stained with dust.

The woman was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a charming look on her beautiful face, and her deep red eyes like a demon were shining like a stream, her eyebrows were charming and seductive, and her lips were smeared with a layer of blood, dyeing her lips red.

Her red dress covered her body, hiding her seductive figure. Her long neck and bare shoulders were covered with beautiful red hair.

Blood color is the color that gives people fear.

The woman in red lazily leaned on the sofa, shaking a red wine glass in her hand, looking at the reflection in the glass. It was a row of kneeling servants, who didn't even have the qualifications to look up at her.

Suddenly, she raised one hand and stretched out a finger, a slender, pale, flawless finger with bright red nails, pointing at the row of men kneeling down. She didn't know who she was pointing at.

Then, a blood light burst out from her nails and shot at the man's head.

Bang!

White pulp flew across the ground, and blood and flesh were everywhere.

The man's head exploded directly! After a muffled sound, he fell to the ground!

The remaining few people looked at the headless corpse with horror, their whole bodies trembling violently, sweating profusely, but still kneeling on the ground, not daring to move.

"Blood Lord! It has nothing to do with us! They broke in on their own!"

One of the men said with a trembling voice, his face full of fear.

Bang!

He was responded by a blood-red light.

The remaining few people saw their companions die tragically, and couldn't help but kowtow and beg for mercy, fearing that they would be the next to die.

"Blood Lord, Blood Lord, please give me another chance! I must keep all those people in Jiaolong Street and prevent the news from spreading!"

"Blood Lord, I am still useful! I brought three supplements for you, and I can still catch them, at all costs!"

In this gorgeous private room, there were only a few panicked begging for mercy from them.

"It's so noisy."

The woman in red said softly, her eyes were fixed on the red wine glass, and in the red wine glass, there was blood, the most noble blood.

It's so noisy.

As soon as these three words came out, the private room instantly became quiet, without a trace of sound, the kowtow stopped, and they held their breath, fearing that they would anger the devil in front of them again.

After a silence of more than ten seconds, the woman in red opened her bright red lips, raised the red wine glass, and drank the blood.

"I said before, I came here to recuperate, as long as you listen, you will not die."

"Then what? I only raised five girls under the age of ten, and I can't extract much blood from the early morning. I have to nourish them with blood every day. After a month, I have assimilated more than 300 low-level blood droplets, and I can't even raise a high-level one!"

"It's normal that someone has chased here. It's not your fault. Human technology has been very powerful for thousands of years."

"But."

The soft voice turned, and a voice as cold as the wind came out from her seductive red lips.

"Remember one sentence, either they all die, or you all die."

This short sentence made the people below feel relieved. They wiped their sweat in a hurry and kowtowed repeatedly, knocking their heads for more than a dozen times, not caring about the bleeding on their foreheads.

"Go."

At the command, these people seemed to have heard the most beautiful voice in the world, and they fled out of the room.

In the blink of an eye, only the woman in red was left in the room. After a long time, the sound of silver teeth grinding could be heard in the room.

"Damn old men, I will overthrow you when I get back on my feet!"

On the street, this group of zombies seemed to be giving away free experience. Their strength was only between the fourth and eighth levels of the human realm, but they kept blocking in front of Ye Jing, roaring with bloody mouths, waving gray claws, and rushing towards him.

The only one who thought that the zombies were weak was Ye Jing. How weak could they be from the fourth to eighth levels of the human realm? How weak could they be?

It was because he started to chop, the God of War combo was stacked, the state was passively triggered, and he had [Superb Physique] to back him up, and he was holding a peerless magic weapon, so he thought that these zombies were weak.

Look at Ai Xiaokui on the side. Her assassin-like fighting method is not suitable for direct confrontation or group fighting. For zombies with hard skin and strengthened bodies, it is useless for her to cut the fatal parts. She can only cut off their heads or hearts to stop them.

Compared with this, Ye Jing's is much simpler. He swung the golden dragon slayer and chopped randomly, one horizontal chop, one vertical chop, and each chop was filled with white knife energy that spread three or four meters. With one strike, there was no corpse standing in front of him.

After a circle of zombies surrounded him, Ye Jing straightened his body slightly, squatted down with his legs, and showed a force. He held the knife handle tightly with his right hand and stood on the left side of his body.

Draw the knife!

He exerted force suddenly from his waist, and an extremely powerful force was transmitted from his whole body to his right arm, and then from his right arm to his right hand.

In the blink of an eye, a brilliant golden light flashed from the dragon slayer.

Golden light flashed!

In a flash, the golden dragon slayer suddenly pulled out!

One knife out!

Clear all directions!

The golden light passed around Ye Jing in a circle, and the knife energy shot out seven or eight meters away. In an instant, there were dead bodies all around him!

After just one second, the knife in his hand was retracted, but the dazzling golden light did not dissipate for a long time, still surrounding Ye Jing, as if it was the legendary aura of a rich man.

Since he couldn't use the active skill, Ye Jing simulated one himself.

Drawing the knife is a skill, a skill to increase power.

And the gorgeous golden light was simulated by his spiritual energy, wrapped on the blade, and slashed out with a knife, just as handsome as a special effect.

It's a pity that there is no power bonus.

The power of the knife, looking around, Ye Jing was within a few feet, and it was swept away. There was no intact place. If he looked for zombies again, he would be ten meters away.

This knife, this golden knife, made Gray and Ji Qingyan, who were watching the battle in the sky, dumbfounded and speechless.

They were the audience overlooking the battlefield with the best visual effect.

In just one second, Gray and Ji Qingyan only saw a dazzling golden light flashing, and wherever the knife light went, no grass grew, and the area within a radius of ten meters was completely cleared!

In just one second, just one knife, all the enemies around were cleared!

This knife chopped on the zombie, shocking the hearts of the two of them.

"This is too fierce."