I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 638

[Chapter 619 The Great Buddha Standing!]

“I have a passive skill ()”!

Bai Yi came one after another.

Everyone thought the battle was over.

Never thought that at this last moment, the Eighth Sword Immortal killed a carbine.

He even released a rhetoric…

“Break the osmanthus all over the mountain?” The crowd was

in a commotion.

If it is said that when he first came out of the White Cave at that time, the performance of the Eighth Sword Immortal makes people feel that this is like a changed person, and his behavior and style are no longer as unruly as he was back then.

So at this moment, as soon as these words came out, everyone felt that they had returned to that glorious era.

The Eighth Sword Immortal, who was able to overwhelm the descendants of the major peak forces in the continent in the battle for the ten thrones, and swept everything by himself, seems to be…

back?

“Are you threatening me?”

Unlike everyone else.

Gou Wuyue stared sullenly at the dead branches in Ba Zunge’s hands, and spoke coldly.

Even if everyone is antique.

He also knew that the person in front of him was no longer the person he used to be.

Being banned from martial arts…

having two broken fingers…

“What qualifications do you have for someone who can’t even hold a sword, and then say such arrogant words?” .

Bai Yi stepped back one after another, knowing that the battle between them was unavoidable.

“Threatening, arrogant?”

Ba Zunquan’s expression was indifferent: “I never aim for nothing, and I say that it is murder, it is murder, if I want to do it, I have to do it!

” .

Eight fingers and one dead branch, people come to the incense.

“Hahahaha…”

Gou Wuyue suddenly burst out laughing: “Ba Zunyan,

do you really think that today is still your stage, and you still slaughter seven hundred white clothes and fold the osmanthus all over the mountain?

” In the Central Region, Hua Chang Deng is on the screen candle.”

“You, dare to come?”

Gou Wuyue laughed like he was about to laugh.

Before the eight masters could make a sound, his laughter weakened, and there was a look of disappointment and disappointment in his eyes.

“Ba Zunya… Have you really taken a good look at your current appearance?”

“Sloppy, hunched back…”

“I can’t even hold my sword, and I still sneak up on others like a fly and a dog.”

“In the past, the eighth Sword Immortal’s immortal style, on your body, did you ever leave a half lingering rhyme?!”

Bai Yi heard the words, each complexion.

They knew that Gou Wuyue had a very good personal relationship with the eight statues in the early stage of the ten statues.

It’s just that the way was different later, and they went their separate ways.

This meaning of hating iron is not steel, in Gou Wuyue’s undisguised questioning, even the dullest person can hear a bit of meaning.

And indeed.

The tragic death of No. 33 is regrettable.

It can be replaced by the former Eighth Sword Immortal, he is absolutely impossible to do this, handing out the cold sword to the person from behind.

Today’s Sacred Servant’s first seat, perhaps under the attack of all parties, only has the name of the eight masters, but not the eighth sword fairy of the year.

The wind blew bleakly.

Begonia flowers one after another.

Under Gou Wuyue’s repeated questioning, the eight masters turned a deaf ear and only walked forward.

“Xianfeng Daogu … heh.”

He smiled lightly, and did not respond loudly, more like he was muttering to himself, just listening to himself:

“The immortal is the wind, the Tao is the bone, what is the relationship between the appearance? ”

If the sword-wielder only cultivates the borders and does not cultivate the original heart, if he only understands the evil and crooked ways, the right and the wrong are confused, he does not seek invincibility, but turns around and turns around, how is it possible that he can really break through that realm?

” Gou Wuyue stood up sharply, “Are you talking about realm with me?”

Even though the eight statues knew their voices like mosquitoes, he still knew that the other party was talking to him.

It’s as if he couldn’t understand why the eight Zunji, who were so indomitable, would be cut into their present appearance by Hua Changdeng’s three swords.

The other party is also questioning what he is doing and the way he is following.

But can this be the same?

Gou Wuyue’s heart was full of waves, and she was about to raise her sword and slash the person in front of her.

But if the discussion of swords and Taoism has come to this point, then the person who takes the sword first has already lost.

Can be cut.

But if the other party’s way is not cut, I would like to be unfair!

“Eight respects!”

Gou Wuyue stepped forward.

With a bang, the Void Sword Qi swayed wildly, directly intercepting Wanfang Space.

The begonia flower was torn apart by the sword energy, withered and withered, leaving only one petal, which can only support the shaky body.

Gou Wuyue looked at it with a miserable smile: “A man with broken wings, how can he fight the sky?”

Ba Zunjun finally stopped.

If he doesn’t stop, he will fall.

At this time, he had already penetrated into the battle situation, and fell to Gou Wuyue a dozen feet away.

Such a distance is the best way to draw a sword.

He slowly raised his eyes and lifted the dead branch in his hand.

“Although the wings are broken, I can still float in the air.”

“You geese send eagles, it looks like a beautiful scenery, when you really need support…”

Ba Zungan glanced at the many white clothes outside the field, and shook his head: “I still can only Alone!”

“But where is your sword!”

Gou Wuyue’s voice was trembling.

He knew that what the eight masters said was the truth, and it was difficult for him to argue.

The situation in the Eighth Palace, the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Temple has long been glimpsed.

So far there is no help, nothing more than because I entered halfway, and I am under the fence of others, not my race, is it different?

But looking at the eight Zunji who could only point at him with dead branches, not to mention Gou Wuyue, even the famous swordsman Nulan City cried out with a “woo”.

“So far, you can only point at me with a broken branch to teach me?” Gou Wuyue roared angrily, “Where is your sword?”

”

My sword?”

, looking into the distance, “My sword is in all directions, I will leave it for the needs of other days, and I will take it naturally. The voice of Du Nulan is dusty… I have gone astray!”

Om –

Gou Wuyue couldn’t hold back her inner anger at this moment, and she raised her eyebrows.

With a sword in his hand, the blue light flickered.

With a swipe, the cyan torrent gathered in the square space, and thousands of Mo swords took shape.

The sword world came and turned into a long cyan river, blocking the way forward for the eight masters.

Gou Wuyue’s fingertips trembled slightly.

If this sword is cut off, I am afraid that the person in front will lose the light and die forever.

In the final analysis, the reason why he refused to take action was still because of the fetters in the past.

Or.

From the cracks in the White Cave, the eight statues just came out.

His sword never thought that it would fall on the person in front of him. Whether it was Yu Lingdi’s death in battle or No. 33’s shattering, these were not as good as the past.

One of these swords cannot fall at all!

“You go.”

Gou Wuyue sighed.

Under the astonished gazes of the white-clothed people, he finally expressed his inner hope, “I can’t return Sang Qiye to you, before I change my mind, take your saint slaves and get me out of the Eighth Palace. ”

This?”

Bai Yi was stunned.

Not even a single person would have thought that Senior Wuyue would say such rebellious words when the task was at the top of the mission.

He is one of the Seven Sword Immortals in the mainland, and one of the two masters of the Holy Spirit Temple.

Can these words be uttered in front of the white robe and the Holy Spirit Guard?

Can these words be heard by the people of the Holy Spirit Temple?

“Crazy!”

A low voice shouted in the white clothes.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

“Senior Wuyue…”

“Lord Yu Lingdi and Senior No. 33 are already gone, how dare he, how dare he?”

“If these words fall into the ears of the Taoist Hall Master and Lord Cang Sheng, Senior Wuyue is completely incomprehensible!”

“The headquarters still treats him as an outsider…”

“Shh!” Someone

with discernment has already seen that something is wrong.

If Gou Wuyue really wanted to make a move, it might not be possible to wait until now, when Yu Lingdi and No. 33 were killed.

He should have fought hard to take down the Eight Zungan when he first appeared.

Now that these words came out, it even more explained the weight of the Eighth Sword Immortal in his heart.

Since there was no shot at that time.

Then at this moment, it is very likely that he really can’t do it.

And stuck in this moment…

There are some words that Bai Yi can listen to and can pass on later.

But there is no doubt that, at this moment, it cannot be discussed!

Ba Zunjun glanced at the people in white with a light smile, and asked indifferently, “Aren’t you afraid of death?”

Gou Wuyue closed his eyes heavily.

“My heart is like a mirror. How to do it, how to choose, is the choice they gave me.”

“Since they dare to do this, they must be mentally prepared that I will act from my heart.”

“But I I don’t think so.” Ba Zunyan denied it.

Gou Wuyue was amused by the ignorance of the dying person in front of her, and was about to say something when Ba Zun said again, “I came here, as I explained earlier, I came here to kill, not to kill. I

‘m coming.”

This time, not only Ba Zunjun was stunned, but even Bai Yi was dumbfounded.

Everyone thought the previous remarks were just a joke.

I never thought that the person who spoke alone at the scene took it seriously.

“He really wants to slaughter Baiyi seven hundred, and fold the osmanthus all over the mountain?”

Baiyi was stunned.

This is Arabian Nights!

The Eighth Sword Immortal in the past may still have a little possibility.

But one of the current Seven Sword Immortals is ahead.

How could he dare to take this statement seriously?

Even Gou Wuyue refused to accept a word of rebellion, so she turned and left, still rampant here?

Bai Yi was excited, and immediately someone wanted to be born.

After a moment’s thought, the inexplicable death of No. 33…

just now, is it really a coincidence?

On the other hand, Gou Wuyue was really pissed off.

“Ba Zunji, do you really want to fight back?”

“Murder…”

With an angry and funny expression on his face, he pointed at the dead branch and looked at the man again.

“Why?!”

“Just because of this tattered branch in your hand?”

“Just because you need someone to support you when you fly?”

“Just because you are crushed by the world and can’t stand straight. …backbone?”

Gou Wuyue laughed, her face became solemn for a long time, and her voice was completely cold, “Ba Zunji, do you really have to use up all my patience and die calmly before you can be worthy of all my sacrifices?

” I never expect someone to pay for me.”

After a while, Ba Zun looked back and took a deep look at Gou Wuyue, meaning: “Never hope.

” With a trembling, he realized that this time, he really seemed to have done something wrong.

Eighth Sword Immortal, why do you need help from others?

“Then what exactly are you planning?!” Gou Wuyue roared angrily, her words full of madness.

“Murder.” The

light word came down.

Everyone thought this man was crazy.

If you don’t have a good chance to escape, you won’t give up until you get the soil on the head of Tai Sui?

Gou Wuyue could no longer restrain her impulse.

“Rampant!!”

He roared, his voice was like thunder.

At this moment, the world is in turmoil, and the wind and clouds are surging.

Even the Dao of Heaven was shaken by its anger, from clear to cloudy, black clouds headed, cold winds were bleak, the space collapsed, and a thousand mountains collapsed.

The voice of the famous sword Nulan slanted.

“Shushuashua…” The

cyan Mojian torrent swept past from east to west, and went straight to the place where the eight masters were.

“Be careful.”

Haitang’er exclaimed.

The remaining petals of the eight Zungan stood up and seemed to want to block this wave of attacks.

However, how strong is Mo swordsmanship?

With just one impact, the petals were shattered and completely torn to powder.

“Whoosh”.

Haitang’er had to save the space.

Even if the first one goes his own way, but desperately, he can’t let the first one die here!

But the crack in the space was about to open, and Haitang’er wanted to get away from it, but suddenly stopped, looking at the torrent of Mo Jian from a distance, it seemed that an amazing sword intent was set off.

——Sword Intent completely different from Gou Wuyue!

“This?” When the

cyan torrent washed past, everyone thought that even the indestructible body of the eight masters would not be able to stop the power of Taixu and the damage of Mo Jian.

In this wave, Immortality will also be captured on the spot.

But all of a sudden, the Chongxiao Sword Intent rose up from the blue torrent, smashing it into pieces.

Unscrupulous, unrestrained, and fearless…

Gou Wuyue was in a trance, only to feel that the person back then came back.

The thoughts just stopped for a while, and a golden light bloomed from the cyan.

Immediately, the sound of the Buddha was overwhelming, and in the azure torrent, a great Buddha of the World was lifted inch by inch!

“Om mani padme hum…”

The low six-character Sanskrit sound was born from the hearts of everyone in the audience, and the speed of speech became faster and faster.

Everyone only felt their temples swell, and their heads seemed to be blasted open by the Sanskrit mantra.

Gou Wuyue’s eyes widened, staring desperately at the moment when the Great Buddha rose into the clouds, her eyes were full of disbelief.

“How is it possible…”

“The ban on martial arts?”

He was stunned.

Under the martial arts ban, how could it be possible for the eight masters to use spiritual skills again?

Are you kidding me this way?

In the past, the ban on martial arts issued by Huachang Lantern was actually useless?

“In the past, Huachang Deng, was it ever consecrated?” A

black light rose from the sky and stood on the top of the Buddha.

Ba Zungan seemed to know what Gou Wuyue was thinking about, and sneered: “I have never been consecrated, and the world is a talented person, who can suppress me Ba Zungan?”

The staring eyes, publicity and false hair…

At this moment, Gou Wuyue’s expression froze, as if from a lifetime.

“Hmm.”

The painful moans of the man in white finally woke him up, and Gou Wuyue came back to his senses.

“Ba Zunyan, do you really want to take action?”

There was no reply.

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The eight statues standing on the top of the Buddha statues are rising steadily.

He suddenly raised his eyes, and Jian Nian flashed away in his eyes.

“Hey!”

Gou Wuyue only felt a pain in his chest.

Eight statues know the dead branches of fingers, but they still don’t move.

His blood splattered, and the whole person was penetrated by Jian Nian, and he was crucified on the spot.

“I won’t kill you, just watch and wait for it.”

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