I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 618

[Chapter 601 How about this sword?]

Gou Wuyue’s eyes burst into light, and she held the famous sword in her backhand.

this moment.

Everyone could sense that the last gap between the famous sword and the sword immortal was finally gone!

At least, rapport…

It is the only adjective that everyone present can find between this sword fairy and the sword.

“Eight wise!”

Gou Wuyue held the sword, the fighting spirit in his eyes was high, and the momentum was rising.

“I didn’t know it was you in the White Cave in the past, and brought many people here.”

“But you beheaded my subordinates and used it as an excuse to restrain me everywhere.”

“Tasting the wings reminded me that Yu Lingdi realized me…”

“This battle should be over, at least, you can’t let you do whatever you want.”

He was pressing step by step, step by step, and everyone felt that the air in the audience was about to be crushed by his momentum.

“Chichi…”

“scoff~”

In the realm of Huaxiang’s hometown, the coquettish flower bones cracked open and turned into powder.

The energy side wanted to feed back, but it was crushed on the spot by the sword fairy artistic conception.

Threads of sword intent rose from the clumps of broken flowers.

Don’t say backfeeding.

All the petals in the audience, under the momentum of Gou Wuyue’s moment, shattered and withered in an instant.

Wherever the Sword Immortal comes, all things are invincible!

Haitang’er’s complexion changed slightly.

The Northern Territory Qiduanjin has never had a sword immortal in person, and he has never seen the power of a sword immortal.

Therefore, in this realm, Fang Cai even wanted to let Gou Wuyue use his sword to find out the true upper limit of his realm.

But now it seems…

Where is the need for a sword?

As Gou Wuyue said, the opponent in his eyes will never be himself.

He is still one last step away from Taixu. No matter how strong the realm is, if it is to be broken, why does it need a sword from the sword fairy?

One thought is enough!

Gou Wuyue’s mind was not above the so-called breaking the world. Even if everyone in white was completely trapped, the opponent in his eyes was always the only one who knew the eight.

“You want to kill me?” Ba Zun asked.

“You have really changed…”

There was disappointment in Gou Wuyue’s eyes. He looked at the wine gourd that fell alone, and sighed, “I have abandoned my old beliefs and lost the will to fight.

“you!”

Gou Wuyue’s voice was high: “There are eight names of acquaintances in the sky, and there are no more souls of eight acquaintances!”

Ba Zunyan smiled slightly, noncommittal.

“The world thinks highly of me, but I am who I am…”

“A child is not a fish, how can you know the joy of a fish, and you are not me, how dare you say that I have no soul of the past?”

“But the eight masters of the past know that they will not invite swordsmen to fight, such nonsense!” Gou Wuyue was extremely angry, Nu Lan’s voice pointed at the person in front of him, and the sword intent in the void was ups and downs.

“boom!”

With a sound of explosion, the hometown of Huaxiang exploded in the rolling sword intent.

The so-called Throne Realm, the so-called Seven Breaks Forbidden Reprint, was like a joke under the anger of Jianxian, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The space turned into crystal fragments and cracked, and the realm collapsed.

“puff!”

Haitang’er threw herself upside down, and when she opened her mouth, blood spurted out.

When blood splattered, the sword qi fluttered.

Sword Intent turned from thought into shape, devoured its master through the realm, and exploded the sword energy on Haitang’er.

“Chichichi…”

The furious Gou Wuyue had not yet fired a sword, and Haitang’er, who was at the top of the Dao, had already been injured by the sword intent and turned into a bloody man.

“Brother Haitang’er!”

The storyteller screamed in panic, and grabbed his body to fly over.

But when he was about to move, his footsteps stopped abruptly.

“Sword Qi?”

A dignified look appeared on his face, and the storyteller immediately pinched his fingers.

But at this time, it was too late for him to return to defense.

The white sword qi that burst out from the sea of qi has been scorching from the very beginning of its birth.

In an instant, if the green seedling grew into a towering ancient tree, it suddenly broke through the sea of qi, and penetrated his entire body straight up and down.

“Ugh~”

The storyteller raised his waist and abdomen, and the whole person was lifted into the sky by the sword energy, and a complex and misty color appeared on his face.

“Pain, pain…”

“Take it easy~”

Gou Wuyue seemed to have just shot,

The famous sword in his hand did not even move in the direction of Ba Zunji, and he said something in his mouth:

“Mo Jianshu, Mo Jian!”

The voice of the famous sword Nulan suddenly glowed blue.

Immediately, under the body of the sword, a cyan sword shadow appeared in the shadows.

Gou Wuyue twirled the hilt lightly, and the cyan sword shadow pulled away the light marks along with Nulan’s voice.

When the tip of the sword was fixed downward, the shadow of the sword overlapped into the body of the sword, creating a long ripple in the void.

“Wuweiliu, Daocheng Zhangyi!”

With a soft whistle, Gou Wuyue just drew the famous sword to the back, not even making much movement.

But the storyteller rolled his eyes, and his whole body trembled violently as if in convulsions.

That appearance is a bit more serious than Xu Xiaoshou’s drug addiction!

“Uh-”

under a shout.

As Gou Wuyue’s famous sword was drawn back, the white sword energy that exploded from the storyteller was also forcibly pulled back into his body.

Once again, these sword qi were pulled away in the direction of Gou Wuyue.

“Zizzizi!”

The sword energy turned from white to blue, from slow to slow, telling Gou Wuyue back to the famous sword in his hand.

And as the sword energy shot out of the body, the storyteller’s body was shaking like a sieve, and was completely dyed red by the dense blood lines that came out along the way.

The cyan sword silk dragged the blood and returned directly to Gou Wuyue’s famous sword, and was then swallowed by the cyan sword shadow under the sword.

The sword shadow has become more blurred and bleak.

“Mo swordsmanship?”

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

Since the last time he was taught by Gu Qingsan about Gu Jianxiu’s knowledge system in the City Lord’s Mansion, he has also made up for some knowledge later.

Even though there are very few records of the ancient sword cultivator system in the world, there are still some rumors about the nine famous swordsmanships.

Mo Jianshu is one of them.

This swordsmanship is extremely difficult to cultivate. To get started, you need to use sword intent to comprehend and condense into a half-empty and half-truth “Mo Jian”, that is, the existence of the blue sword shadow.

It can be said.

For most ancient sword cultivators, this initial first step is enough to stumped everyone for half a lifetime.

Because the realization of the sword will form the essence, this path itself has the same effect as the formation of the sword.

How difficult is Jian Nian?

It is self-evident that the eighth sword immortal who is assertive in ancient and modern times can only be created.

Therefore, in order to achieve this step, the starting point is to master the sword intent, and this is the condition that both the kendo aptitude and understanding must be excellent.

For most people, even if they enter the kendo throne, they may not even realize the first step of this swordsmanship.

As one of the nine major swordsmanships, Mo swordsmanship, the various directions after it are carried out on this Mojian.

Without the first step, you cannot get the stepping stone to enter the gate of Mo Jianshu, and everything that follows is empty talk.

Therefore, Mo Jianshu, known as the most difficult swordsmanship to cultivate to some extent, is basically an ancient swordsman, and he will not choose to practice it.

After all, it’s so hard!

Xu Xiaoshou never imagined that what this Moonless Sword Immortal was proficient in was the extremely rare Mo swordsmanship.

“Mo Jian…”

His eyes focused on the blue sword shadow.

Xu Xiaoshou understood that the power of this Mo Jian was not terrifying!

The physical appearance of the idea between the virtual and the real can make Mo Jian ignore all physical and mental defenses, but at the same time, when causing damage, it can also add a double attack and a different attack.

Who can stand this?

Ordinary one-style sword will possess the body, the person is the sword, and then the sword energy is stripped from the human body…

What Gou Wuyue did, Xu Xiaoshou pretended to do the same.

But he has no self-confidence. With just such a little trick, he can hurt the storyteller to that level!

“Old Gou…”

The storyteller’s body withered directly in the void.

The other avatars on the other side who had been blown away earlier were also panting and cursing.

But don’t dare to bully close!

Storytellers also know that the most terrifying thing about Mo swordsmanship is not the long-range damage of Qing Mo’s sword energy, but the melee attack.

Outsiders have no way of knowing what kind of damage a Sword Immortal, who has absolute attack and cannot be defended against, will cause!

Gou Wuyue looked away from the dead body avatar, and did not bother to clean up other types of storytellers.

This guy is equally disgusting.

No matter how much effort you put into it, you might not be able to find its body at all.

The incarnation is amazing!

This is clearly a method that only a semi-sage can master. Since the storyteller really knows it, then it shouldn’t be the first target he wants to kill.

“You Ba Zun know that you can take action against my subordinates that I value, and you can use this as a reason to force me to draw a sword, but have you thought about it?”

Gou Wuyue looked at the person in front of her and said, her voice full of coldness: “In my eyes, what you value is also worthless!”

talking.

With a flick of the tip of his sword, he pulled away the overlapping blue sword shadows in the void, pointing at Cenchov!

“Gou Wuyue, did you forget, what do you still owe me?” Eight Zun heard the words, his eyes turned cold.

“Public to public, private to private.”

Gou Wuyue’s heart is stable, and she can’t afford any more troubles: “My task today is to arrest the saint slave, and I owe you an affair… No matter how bad it is, then I can save you from the prison in the Holy Spirit Temple. come out.”

“You don’t want to die?” The eight masters trembled with four fingers and curled up slightly.

Gou Wuyue shifted her gaze and noticed the other party’s small movements.

The corners of his lips curved, as if smiling.

“Ba Zunyi, if the path you choose is to seal the sword, at this moment, do you think I will believe you… Can you draw the sword?”

After saying that, Gou Wuyue tapped her toes and floated leisurely past the side of the eight statues.

He didn’t even have half a point of defense, so he stabbed Cenchov with his sword.

“Haitang’er, escort the first seat first.”

“After the old age is broken!”

Cenchov shouted with a loud bang, and came up to him with an axe.

Lift the axe to the air.

In the face of Gou Wuyue who came first with a sword, he slashed Huashan without any fear in his eyes.

Sword Immortal, to put it bluntly, is the realm of Taixu.

Even if it is passed down by the world, it is just too imaginary with stronger attack power, that’s all.

And speaking of too much…

He Cenchev is not afraid of anyone!

After all, there are not many people in this world who can have his age.

In his eyes, this Gou Wuyue is just a great-grandson!

“Panxian Axe, yin and yang cut dawn!”

Under the axe, the sky was cut directly from light to darkness.

It was difficult for the onlookers to distinguish the situation in the field at once.

But the darkness only lasted for less than a moment, and a golden light suddenly flashed, from bottom to top, breaking into the clouds.

“This is……”

Xu Xiaoshou seemed to see a golden ladder rising from the sky.

The illusory shadow of the ladder that goes up layer by layer, the first step is several feet high, connecting the sky in the dark, as if you can step into the fairy garden.

“Pick up the ladder!”

The pot suddenly exploded in the crowd, and some people in white immediately became excited, “It’s Senior Wuyue’s ladder style!”

“Uh, this is…”

Some people are excited, some people are puzzled.

“Stupid, you don’t even know the ‘ladder lift’? No wonder you only have a saber, not a real sword cultivator.”

“Listen, there is a super forbidden place in Guizhe Holy Mountain in our headquarters, called ‘Tier Ladder’, do you know that?”

“uh-huh?”

“The ladder is connected to the realm of the gods, but at the same time, there is also the pressure of divine power.”

“Even the throne is difficult to walk in that place, and even the slashing of the road, it is estimated that it will not be able to walk many steps.”

“At least, even if you want to go, you are walking in the world, and everyone can witness it.”

“But at that time, when I first entered the realm of Sword Immortals, Senior Wuyue went to the Heavenly Ladder to climb and grind, and even created a style of ‘lifting the ladder’. boundary.”

“Where he ended up going, no one knows, because that may be where the gods are.”

“But the ‘lifting ladder’ style has been around for a long time!”

Bai Yi chatted a lot, and Xu Xiaoshou was fascinated when he heard it.

But soon, it was re-attracted by the war situation.

After all, he was one of the few people who could see half of the battle scene in this darkness.

I saw Cen Qiaofu’s axe that turned the world upside down, under the “ladder-lifting style” of Gou Wuyue’s fluttering sword, Wan Li was turned, just as if the heavy pressure of the ladder was picked and replaced.

Tai Chi trend, backhand.

At the moment when the golden ladder ascended, Cen Qiaofu’s entire body was completely out of control, his body and the Immortal Coiled Axe were picked up at the same time, and he couldn’t even hold his own weapon for a while.

One is broken.

Heaven returns to normal, light returns.

Everyone immediately looked sideways, only to see Gou Wuyue’s understated sword strike.

“pistol!”

A black silk thread opened in the void.

Xu Xiaoshou’s pupils shrank.

Click!

He may not know about the “ladder type”.

But he had personally experienced the “Dian Dao” in the Three Thousand Sword Dao from Gu Qingsan.

At that time, the guy couldn’t hold back his strength, and the thickness of the bucket was enough to smash himself into the air.

Now……

Gou Wuyue said, if it wasn’t for the “perception” insight, Xu Xiaoshou wouldn’t even be able to observe the appearance of the lines.

This freehand pick, one point, contains, how many years of skill!

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.

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Watch the battle of Taixu…

Either Yu Lingdi was crushed by one move, or Gou Wuyue broke the enemy with two swords.

This is really called a moisturizing thing silently!

Sure enough, in the battle of the weak, the thunder is loud and the rain is small.

The battle of the strong is all unpredictable in an instant, and the rain changes for the sunny!

Not half a surprise.

Cenchov’s body that was picked up and flew into the air couldn’t control it at all, and suddenly felt a pain in his eyebrows amid the shocking change in expression.

In the next second, his entire head exploded.

“boom!”

Accompanied by the explosion of Cenchev’s head, there was an entire void in a radius of several miles.

Gou Wuyue slowly retracted her sword.

The fragments that burst open in the void have been strung together in advance by Qingmo’s sword energy in the dark, and with this sword retracting action, they are returned one after another.

Destroyed.

Make up the sky again!

A person with quality will not leave combat garbage at the battle scene.

The power that was so well grasped was as if it had undergone multiple calculations.

I saw Qingmo’s sword energy flowing back, and at the same time as he was mending the sky, he jumped straight into the body of Cen Qiaofu, who was about to burst out with the power of Taixu and wanted to escape.

Then he pulled his body and pulled it back at the speed of light in the direction of Gou Wuyue’s withdrawal of the sword.

Gou Wuyue turned around and looked at Ba Zunjun with a calm expression.

He turned the famous sword in his hand and pulled multiple cyan afterimages in mid-air, then lifted it upside down, the body of the sword was under the elbow, and the tip of the sword was pushed back.

“Chichichi…”

Qingmo’s sword energy flowed back into Nulan’s voice, and Cen Qiaofu’s body was also brought behind Gou Wuyue.

“How about this sword?”

Gou Wuyue still looked at Ba Zunji, asked softly, and leaned back.

“laugh!”

This depends.

The tip of the famous sword was also sent into the heart of Cenchov’s headless body.