I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 611

[Chapter 594 The face of the first slave]

“Sword Intent?”

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

As soon as he looked up, his eyes focused on the billowing dust that was thousands of miles away.

Immediately, after realizing it, he turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man in blue robe who was facing the young man and left his back to him.

“Gou Wuyue…” The

masked figure murmured in a low voice as if he was reminiscing, his turbid eyes were thinking about something, and it took a long time to focus on the famous sword in Gou Wuyue’s hand, the voice of Nulan.

“Om!”

With the sound of the sword chirping, there seemed to be a demonic wind blowing from the heavens and the earth, whistling again and again, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

Numerous white clothes were immediately alert, and their attention immediately turned away from the young man in the distance and fell on the awakened masked man.

“Brother!” The

storyteller exclaimed in surprise, “Are you awake?”

“No problem?” Cenchov tilted his head and asked, shaking his back, he knocked the person above him off.

“No problem.” The

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

He woke up instantly.

The group of people in front of them, the conversation, is all in heaven!

as predicted.

next second.

“Whoosh!”

The man who fell from Cenchov’s back seemed to be stepping on the air in his sleep, and his body fell directly to the ground.

“I…” The

masked man was speechless.

Fortunately, the storyteller’s response was extremely fast. With a touch of “Yin-Yang Life and Death”, the masked man had already landed on the space platform he had created in the blink of an eye.

“…”

The whole audience was stunned.

Question marks slowly appeared on many white clothes.

If the information is correct, the person who fell off Cenchov’s back should be the head of the Holy Slave.

But the first seat of the dignified saint slave can’t even fly?

“Why is this goddamn saint slave better than the other?”

“Forget it, the young man, this saint slave first, I thought it was suppressing the cultivation, never thought, he is really the day after tomorrow? Even flying, not even flying. Will it?”

“Let me go, what is this and what is this!” The

masked man appeared out of the situation, like a shit stick, and directly transferred the confrontation target in the field.

Gou Wuyue turned around and looked back.

When his eyes narrowed, he saw the masked man who was about to fall to the ground.

“Uh… The

masked man looked up and looked rather embarrassed.

He wanted to speak.

Even if he found out that this highly unequal way of speaking would not only cost his neck, but his momentum would also weaken the other party, so he turned his head and looked at him immediately . To

the storyteller.

The storyteller’s heart grasped it, and with a gesture of his hand, the masked man slowly floated into the air.

A group of white clothes, dozens of heads, slowly raised their heads as their figures climbed higher.

That picture, it is simple!

” Is this the savior that fell from the world?

”

Xu Xiaoshou, who was in the distance, was still delighted that the masked man’s appearance could divert Gou Wuyue’s attention. He almost spit out blood when he saw this scene.

Opposite is Wuyue Sword Immortal!

You do it like this , How can

I

believe that the saint slaves can kill the heavens from the net of heaven and earth?

This is even more ridiculous than me

.

In order to prevent his brother from suffering a second accident during the lift-off, the storyteller also deliberately slowed down the speed.

It wasn’t until he also realized that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, and then he moved directly, pulling his brother to the level of Gou Wuyue.

“Ignored, passive value, +782.”

Xu Xiaoshou breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this information.

Unexpectedly, once the masked man reached the height and did nothing else, the first move was to turn his head to look at him and waved.

“Come here.”

Brush.

The white clothes turned their heads in unison.

“Being watched, passive value, +783.”

Xu Xiaoshou’s face turned green all of a sudden.

He wanted to get out of the field.

He didn’t even want to be in the middle of that 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 Slashing and Taixu.

Such a distance, for them, it is just a short distance away.

Hide, how could it be possible to escape?

“Come here.”

“Invited, passive value, +1.”

Xu Xiaoshou gritted his teeth, didn’t dare to think any more, took one step to the sky, and went directly behind the masked man.

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

“Look.” The

masked man cut off his words without turning his head.

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

“Learn.”

“Learn what… eh?”

Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes suddenly shone brightly, “Shouldn’t it be…”

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

After saying “Your way has long been rotten by others”, he shot directly, severely injuring Xiao Qixiu, Ye Xiaotian, and several elders of the Ling Palace, and easily escaped.

Could it be, at this moment, he will also show his great power, breaking the space in this area with a snap of his fingers.

Then, under the gaze of Gou Wuyue, he led everyone, like escaping from the Tiansang Ling Palace, and fled away?

try{mad1(‘gad2’);} catch(ex){} Xu Xiaoshou looked expectant.

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

Zenchov took a few steps back.

The first seat came out, so the one who resisted the pressure was no longer himself.

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

He was like an elder, as if he was going to personally give some pointers, he took a step forward and took a step forward.

“Wait…”

Before the storyteller’s terrified voice could be finished, the masked man shuddered, and staggered straight forward.

“Stop!”

With a bang, the storyteller beside him hurriedly swiped on the ancient book, which lengthened the length of the invisible space platform, preventing the masked man from stepping on the air and falling again.

?

The expectations in Bai Yi’s eyes turned into shock, and they were all dumbfounded.

Xu Xiaoshou: “…”

He took a long breath, but was choked and coughed again and again.

This is special, are you kidding me?

!

The masked man glanced back angrily, and then, under the storyteller’s paradoxical shrinking neck, as if he had completely forgotten his predicament, he threw his hands behind him.

“Gou Wuyue?”

The Saint Slave side, who was about to be completely overwhelmed by the momentum of the white-clothed camp, was directly broken by the sword intent under this indifferent voice.

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

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

“Momentum?” Xu Xiao was startled.

This scene is like the last glimpse of myself when I encountered such a predicament in the fantasy world of “Swallowing Mountains and Rivers”.

In the world, a person who truly possesses absolute confidence cannot be overwhelmed by any momentum, even if he seems to be only in the acquired realm.

“Sword Intent!”

“This guy is also an ancient sword cultivator, and he broke through Senior Wuyue’s Sword Intent crushing at once!”

“Good guy, what kind of realm is this?”

“He is also a Sword Immortal, so easy… ”

“What a joke! This is the Sword Immortal? There are only seven Sword Immortals in the world, and is there a name for this guy?”

“Then he…”

“Senior Wuyue is not real at all, his sword intent, It was just used to fight against that young man, it doesn’t matter at all!”

“Oh, is that really so?” There was

an immediate uproar in Bai Yi’s audio channel.

The sound of rain was ticking, and under the quiet scene, there were turbulent waves.

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

“You recognize me.”

There was no doubt in Gou Wuyue’s tone.

He was able to directly judge from the masked man’s first awakening and the two sentences “Gou Wuyue” that the man who covered his head and his face on the other side really knew him.

Therefore, there is no doubt in the voice of the voice.

“Om!”

Jian Ming sounded.

Gou Wuyue lowered her head, tightly clutching the voice of the famous sword Nulan.

Since the masked man woke up, Nulan’s voice seemed to sense an enemy of the same level, and the vibration was terrifyingly strong.

How many years has this scene been seen?

Gou Wuyue frowned and said, “But you recognize me, but I don’t seem to recognize you?”

“As for the ancient sword cultivators in the world, there are no famous people who I don’t know, so I should also Recognize you.”

“Who are you?” The

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

“Head of the Holy Servant.”

After saying nonsense, the masked man continued: “But these are not important, the important thing is that today’s matter, you can just go here.”

He glanced around the white clothes and nodded slightly.

“The battle is very good, but give me a face, it’s all gone, everyone goes back to their own homes.”

Huh?

Everyone in white was stunned.

Where did this two fools come from?

?

It’s okay for the young man to be naive and cute before, why is this saint slave leader so conceited?

Face…

With such a tone, I really don’t care about everyone here!

“Hahaha!” In the

white-clothed crowd, someone finally couldn’t hold back.

These one or two people, when they came here in white clothes, did they make a special trip to make a joke?

A burly figure flew out from the crowd, and with a flick of his sleeve robe, he said angrily:

“Who cares who you are, let’s talk about it after you lie down!”

“There are seven white-clothed teams here, plus a ‘covering the country sky cover’, It even used the off-site support of seven or eight hundred Holy Guards, and it couldn’t be broken even if it was too empty.”

“You saint slaves, are they gathered by clowns? Do you really think that with a little bit of tongue-in-cheek work, one by one can stand up to the sky?”

“In my opinion, Senior Wuyue doesn’t need to talk nonsense with them, just behead it!”

As soon as he raised his hand, the white clothes underneath couldn’t stand up.

“The enemy!”

“Senior Wuyue, don’t tell them, the time has dragged on for a long time, and it may be uncertain…”

“Bah, just do it and finish it!

” When it fell into the ears of these people, it really became a sarcasm.

After spending so much manpower and material resources, they didn’t come here to listen to the show.

Gou Wuyue frowned, but said nothing.

The burly white clothed in the sky seemed to have received an order, his chest was raised, and his eyes stabbed at the masked man.

try{mad1(‘gad2’);} catch(ex){} “The cover of the country?” The

masked man murmured, “I heard a little…but, who are you?”

“My name is Cheng Yuan! ”

How old is it?”

“Thirty-two!” Cheng Yuan is proud, thirty-two years old, and able to wear white clothes, he really has something to be proud of.

“What kind of cultivation?”

“Throne! But under the increase of the ‘covering the country’s sky cover’, the strength is comparable to the cut…”

scoff!

There was no movement at all, but there was a slight screeching sound from the void, and Cheng Yuan’s words came to an abrupt end.

A streak of blood splattered directly into the air.

In the next second, Cheng Yuan’s eyes widened, and she stretched out her hand and strangled her neck.

But the gushing blood flowed out from his fingers, directly dyeing his white robe red.

“I care who you are?”

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

“Then, don’t interrupt when the adults are talking.” The

masked man looked away indifferently and looked at Gou Wuyue. : “He still has three minutes to live. If he doesn’t rescue him in time, he will die soon.”

“I don’t want to kill people.”

“But if the people you bring are all this kind of people, once the war starts, your losses will be lost. , bigger than mine.”

He seemed to be stating a fact, his voice was calm and calm.

Bai Yi was frightened at the same time.

Senior Wuyue made a move, and even drew a sword.

But the masked man, no one could see what he was doing.

People, they were directly blocked?

!

“Three minutes…”

Bai Yi hurriedly took Cheng Yuan from the earrings, and the emergency personnel immediately rushed over and pulled the person to the back.

The scene was dead silent for a while.

Gou Wuyue’s eyes sank slightly.

His eyes fell on the crouched fingers of the masked man Hanzo hidden under his sleeves, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

“Ten-point sword fingers?”

Xu Xiaoshou bowed his head in shock, and he saw the masked man’s curled fingers.

This style was exactly the style that he broke the arm of the dean at the Tiansang Ling Palace at that time.

At the same time, it is exactly the same as that sloppy uncle’s second finger to kill the red dog!

“Call it what you want, but I still say that, this game, it’s better to let it go.” The masked man said calmly.

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

Under the heavy siege of white clothes, he didn’t even want to say a word, and directly chose to take the initiative to hurt people.

How bold is this?

Gou Wuyue looked at the masked man’s fingers a little stunned.

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

“Okay!”

“What a ‘tenth-segment sword finger’!”

Gou Wuyue let out a laugh, with suspicion in his eyes, and said, “If I had dared to hurt my subordinates in the past, maybe I wouldn’t talk nonsense with you, but today, You…”

He suddenly paused and pondered, and the confident “face” of the masked man just now reappeared in his mind.

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

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

Rao was Xu Xiaoshou, and he looked at the masked man in shock.

Listening to this tone…

Is it really possible to rely on just one mouth and just the fruit of face to make the current situation turn around?

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: “For one of my life, fight Jian Tianya, why did you ever owe anything?”

“You owe it.” The

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

He directly stretched out two fingers and pointed to the sky.

“Bun!” A

two-finger-wide black line penetrated directly in the void, and the ripples of the spiritual array overflowed, and it was actually broken.

“What a joke…”

Bai Yi was shocked.

“Spiritual formation!”

“Cover the sky, cover it up! Hurry up!”

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

” Why?”

“…”

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

Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.

That’s it?

can go?

Seeing that these guys were about to leave, he hurriedly followed in his footsteps, but he was confused and didn’t understand what was going on.

Gou Wuyue was taken aback by his confidence.

Does this person really think of himself as air?

If no one else has reached this point, let alone ordinary white clothes, even he, Gou Wuyue, is burning with anger at this moment.

“Leave me!”

“Om—”

Just when the other party wanted to draw his sword, the voice of the famous sword Nulan, there was a faint hint of resistance.

It seemed that it had encountered the sword fairy of the same name just now, and was unwilling to live in the scabbard and wanted to fight.

But at this moment, Gou Wuyue wanted to draw a sword.

This sword, on the contrary, is resisting!

“Humanqing…”

Gou Wuyue lowered her eyes and looked at Nu Lan’s voice, and suddenly a long-lost figure broke into her mind.

He looked back in horror.

“You, who exactly are you?”