I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 615

[Chapter 598 Face II]

Seal the sword?

Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.

What’s this?

But no one explained it to him.

“No no no.”

The masked man just shook his head again and again, raised two fingers, and swiped in the void.

The sword fingers swam, and the space was broken.

“Is this a seal?” he asked back.

“This is just sword energy.” Gou Wuyue’s voice was low.

“What about this?”

The masked man pulled out a snow-white giant sword with his backhand and slashed in the void.

This time, the sword energy ripped apart the space and directly separated the two sides, as if the place was cut into two realms.

Xu Xiaoshou saw a toothache from the back.

This is the name of the tomb, Chengxue, Su Qianqian’s sword.

This ghost, how dare you take it out?

Oh, he is the Eighth Sword Immortal, the Eighth Master, that’s fine…

Gou Wuyue’s eyes narrowed, and she said again: “This is not your sword.”

“What about my sword?”

The masked man spread his hands and threw the tomb famous Chengxue back into the space ring.

Xu Xiaoshou listened at the back, and subconsciously he was about to hand over the four swords in his hand, but suddenly found that white sword energy burst out of his body.

He was pinned by sword energy!

“Damn eight masters, you wait for me, when I become stronger, whether you are the tomb famous Chengxue or you, take it all down.” Xu Xiaoshou slandered.

The masked man did all this in secret, his expression completely unmoved.

He stared at Gou Wuyue and said, “My sword is in your hand, do you dare to take it and let me try it?”

“Om-”

Nulan’s voice shook slightly, and seemed to be moved.

Gou Wuyue clenched the sword in her palm and said coldly, “Don’t think I don’t know what you think, you’re taking another path?”

“road?”

The masked man smiled softly: “I am indeed going the other way.”

He said, with a gesture.

“gone.”

After speaking, he took another step forward, regarded Gou Wuyue as air, and handed his back to the other party.

“stop!”

Gou Wuyue roared.

But the masked man was unmoved. Seeing this, Cenchov and the storyteller followed up again.

Xu Xiaoshou didn’t dare to be careless, and hurriedly got stuck in the middle of the three, and asked the three bosses to escort him forward.

“Does it really matter?”

Quiet Mimi used her “perception” to look behind her, but Gou Wuyue seemed to be stuck in her footsteps. She watched the masked man leave, unable to take a single step.

“It’s still big brother!”

The storyteller smiled and stepped forward to grab the masked man’s shoulders, but the latter’s pace was in a hurry, and the storyteller threw himself in the air.

He complained all over his face, “Brother smelly…”

“open!”

Cenchov took the lead.

The Pan Immortal Axe slashed forward, and the cover of the country was directly split into a hole.

All the white clothes who dodged to the back were anxious.

Everyone knew that in this situation, if the four saint slaves really ran away, the consequences would not be easily bearable.

But it’s okay if the person in front of you doesn’t reveal your identity, once you reveal it…

The eight masters!

Eighth Sword Immortal!

Which desperate dare to step forward to stop it?

“Senior Moonless…”

Not only a kind of holy guard who was present was murmuring silently.

Even the manipulators of the “covering the country” who were hiding in the far corners of the Eighth Palace were each staring blankly at the pictures from the void.

That’s it, let it go?

“Dong dong dong.”

It rained wildly.

The scene was deadly silent.

In a situation where no one dared to act rashly, the masked man took one step at a time, widening the distance from Gou Wuyue behind him.

The enchantment light of the cover of the country was quickly repaired by the power of the manipulator in the distance.

Kotchenchev hits a hole with an axe.

The attack power that contains the power of Taixu is definitely not covered.

Without human interference, the saint slave swaggered out of this place, while others could only stare at it.

“Huh.”

Xu Xiaoshou still couldn’t believe it until he passed through the light curtain of the cover of the country.

This is out?

So Easy?

The situation of desperate battle that was expected in the White Cave did not appear at all.

The masked man revealed the identity of the eight masters, everything was resolved?

“?”

Xu Xiaoshou turned his head slowly, and did not dare to face others. After thinking about it, he still gave a question mark to the amiable-looking Cenchov.

Cenchev laughed out loud.

He understood what the young man meant.

Just as he was about to speak, his face suddenly froze.

“careful!”

At the same time, the storyteller flashed and crossed in front of his brother, as if he was blocking some great enemy.

Xu Xiaoshou’s pupils shrank.

He was the slowest to react.

But “perception” is also the most clearly seen.

I don’t know when.

Under the torrential rain, two figures, one tall and one short, appeared on the road ahead.

That tall man was taller than anyone Xu Xiaoshou had ever seen in the past.

If this guy hadn’t had a human skin, Xu Xiaoshou would have thought it was the white skeleton in the White Cave running outside.

And the short one on the side…

“Who is this?”

Xu Xiaoshou was completely shocked.

In the past, the experience of fighting with the leaders of various fronts told him that to judge only by the breath of this person, who came, only the throne cultivation base.

But for the mere throne, how dare he take the number one person and block the way of the four saint slaves who even Gou Wuyue dare not stop?

“Bang bang bang!”

Bean-sized raindrops fell on the ground one by one.

At this time, everyone felt that something was wrong.

Since the appearance of the juvenile dwarf throne, the rain in the field seems to have undergone a qualitative change.

Even Xu Xiaoshou’s master body has begun to feel pain.

“Attack, passive value, +211.”

“Attack, passive value, +165.”

“Attack, passive value, +198.”

“Anti-shock” no longer seems to have the perfect power to defend against injuries, and even “toughness” can play a very small role.

With an average of hundreds of bombardments per second, Xu Xiaoshou felt his footsteps stagger.

He had no choice but to open the spiritual shield.

But the shield could not resist the beating of the rain at all, and it didn’t take a moment for the water droplets to smash directly.

“Fei Ruo heavy water!”

The storyteller suffered the same situation on one side.

Better than Xu Xiaoshou, the space around him is multifolded.

No matter how strong the raindrops are, when they are adjacent to each other, they will be thrown out by the force of space on the spot.

“What is it like heavy water?”

Not only did Xu Xiaoshou have such doubts, but even Cen Qiaofu blocked the raindrop attack and asked.

“Spiritual Department, the master of the profound meaning of the water system, Yu Ling Di!”

The storyteller said word by word, the name of the person who came.

Then his eyes fell on the tall man on the side.

“So, this one should be the Heavenly Puppet?”

Cenchov’s pupils shrank suddenly.

He didn’t expect that at the last moment, he could kill such a number two person.

“You, the one who rained in the White Cave?”

Cenchov took a step forward and stopped the three saint slaves behind him.

“Be careful.”

At this time, the storyteller no longer dared to joke, and he reminded in a low voice: “The puppet of that day probably has the power of being too illusory, and that Yu Lingdi… slashed too much!”

“what?”

When Xu Xiaoshou heard the words, his eyes bulged out immediately.

“Cut off?”

He repeated the key words in disbelief, hoping that the storyteller would say “sorry, slip of the tongue”.

but no.

The storyteller only nodded solemnly: “Although it was said that Tai Xu was killed by someone else, but this guy really did end Tai Xu.”

“Even if a person can’t win it, he can still use the throne to cultivate, fall, and even capture and kill the Dao. This is an indisputable fact.”

“And its legends are far more than that.”

“I can’t tell you that the information I got is limited. This guy has already possessed the strength to destroy Taixu alone!”

Storytellers are mainly responsible for Zhongyu, and naturally they know more about Zhongyu’s intelligence.

And the more he knew, the more solemn his face became.

Zenchov was also taken aback by his introduction.

He heard the first talk about this guy in the White Cave, but he never thought that a mere throne could have such power.

It’s just horrible!

Xu Xiaoshou felt a bit dry in his throat, “You said that he can cut Taixu, is it ordinary Taixu, or…”

“Too virtual, is there any ordinary one?”

The storyteller asked a rhetorical question, which directly caused Xu Xiaoshou to almost have a cerebral infarction.

Is this Nima a pervert!

I, Xu Xiaoshou, with the congenital cultivation base, plus the power of A Jie, reluctantly beheaded a throne, it is not bad.

Your throne, can you cut Taixu?

He secretly glanced at the masked man in front of him.

Xu Xiaoshou finally understood why even the Eighth Sword Immortal existed in this world.

Dare to love, geniuses all get together, not just me.

The clown is alone!

…

“Boom bang bang…”

The ground burst open one by one, as if it was smashed out by a large hailstorm.

But it’s not hail, it’s rain!

The rain was heavy.

Yu Lingdi stretched out his hand to touch the torrential rain, the raindrops penetrated through his body, and every drop of rainwater passed through his body, his breath was even stronger.

“Senior Wuyue, isn’t this your style?”

He raised his head and looked into the distance with a smile: “You called me here, just so that I can witness the departure of your indulgent saint slave?”

“It’s okay if I don’t see it. I saw it. How can I go back and make a trade?”

“Let me pretend I can’t see?”

Yu Lingdi shook her head in distress: “I can’t do this.”

“me too.”

No. 33 spoke in a loud voice on one side, and even reached out and scratched his head: “Your Highness asks me to be an honest child.”

Xu Xiaoshou was immediately attracted by this tall man.

No matter how similar his voice was, he could still hear the slightest mechanical sound from the tall man’s mouth.

“Heavenly Puppet?”

Xu Xiaoshou thought of A Jie.

Not surprisingly.

A Jie is the first generation, the inferior product of Dao Qiong.

This guy should be his proud work… Complete body?

“A few.”

Yu Lingdi took his eyes back and landed on Cenchov who was in front of him.

“I won’t say more nonsense, assign opponents, I will be responsible for one.”

He raised a finger and pointed to…

Xu Xiaoshou!

“Little Stone Tan Ji?”

Xu Xiaoshou’s face darkened instantly.

There are three big bosses here in Nima, you just pick soft persimmons?

“Looking at your cultivation, you can’t be a master, right?”

Yu Lingdi’s expression became more amused, “I’m very curious, how did you come out alive with this kind of cultivation?”

“From the White Cave, and from the deterrence of Senior Wuyue.”

He looked down and stopped at the four swords in Xu Xiaoshou’s hands.

With this sword here, Senior Wuyue would definitely not be able to let this kid go.

But this guy is still alive at the moment, it has already explained something…

“I’m also curious, how did you break open my ‘Flower Hometown’.”

A cold voice suddenly floated in the distance.

Immediately, Xu Xiaoshou saw a man in white with a foot on a begonia walking in the sky.

At first glance.

Xu Xiaoshou finally saw the appearance of the so-called senior master after a long absence.

With that demeanor like an immortal, coupled with the six-leaf begonia flower in his hands, it is a fairy official who does not eat human fireworks!

Xu Xiaoshou subconsciously glanced in the direction of the storyteller.

This type, he should like it, right?

as predicted.

When the storyteller saw the person coming, his face flushed red on the spot, and his face couldn’t stop blooming with endless splendor.

“Brother Haitang’er!”

Nourishes—

Xu Xiaoshou got goosebumps straight up.

That delicate voice can almost wake up the dead.

and many more!

they know each other?

Xu Xiaoshou’s mind flashed, and looking at the storyteller’s unreal excitement, he suddenly realized a key issue.

“Our people?”

He turned to Cenchev and asked a question.

“Ok.”

Cen Qiaofu nodded: “The ninth saint slave seat, the person in charge of the ‘Huaxiang Hometown’ of the Seven Breakthroughs in the Northern Territory, Haitang’er.”

“hiss!”

Northern Territory!

Seven bans!

Seat Nine!

Xu Xiaoshou hadn’t even seen the so-called Haitang’er, but with just a few short adjectives, he could already imagine the strength of the person who came.

This is the background of the saint slave?

If you want to leave, someone will come and pick you up?

The masked man looked calm.

Looking at Haitang’er who was standing in the sky to avoid the storyteller from rushing up directly, he instead frowned and asked, “Why are you here too?”

“I can’t come, can you handle it?”

Haitang’er paused and said, “Go out of here, there are still seven hundred holy guards waiting outside, even if you pass through the blockade of the seven hundred holy guards…”

He turned his head to look at Yu Lingdi, and said, “Ai Cangsheng’s evil sin bow is also staring.”

“Oh?”

The masked man raised his brows, a little surprised, “Isn’t he staring at God?”

Haitang’er’s face was calm, and she couldn’t even see the joy of reuniting after a long absence.

If it wasn’t for the masked man talking to him, outsiders wouldn’t even be able to see that the two were acquainted.

He only said coldly: “A person who can live in the holy mountain of Guizhe, but the entire continent is within its range, what is the difference between staring at one and staring at two?”

The masked man’s eyes were full of surprise.

“The whole continent?”

“Ok.”

“You were shot?”

“…”

Haitang’er was suddenly silent, and the masked man lowered his head silently.

“It’s all making progress…”

He pondered for a long time, sighed, and finally put his eyes on Yu Lingdi again.

“This friend.”

Said to take a step forward.

Xu Xiaoshou looked a little stunned from behind. Hearing this tone, could it be that the two of them knew each other?

His eight respects are familiar, and his face is so big?

What does he want to do?

Unreasonable, but the expected picture appeared again.

The masked man walked straight in front of Yu Lingdi and No. 33, as if he was nothing, before stopping.

He said sincerely: “I heard the tone of the two just now. It should have been a misunderstanding with Haitang’er, but now I am here, save face, this matter is over, how?”

Since meeting Xu Xiaoshou, the masked man has discovered a more efficient way of fighting than kendo.

said.

This is a kind of super magic skill that can end everything without bloodshed.

Non-cheeky people can’t use it!

In the past, he claimed that it was impossible to do so.

But at this moment, the masked people feel that they can try anything.

At the very least, he just managed to use a favor to deal with Gou Wuyue, who might have caused serious damage to the saint slave.

Yu Lingdi was stunned.

As if re-acquainted with the person in front of him, he asked in surprise, “Who are you?”

“It doesn’t matter who I am. The important thing is that Gou Wuyue has given me face. He is your senior. If you don’t think about following him, give it to me?”