I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

The moon is illuminated by white light, and the night is light for thousands of miles.

"Has the sun risen yet?"

With the rise of sword energy, not only all the disciples in the inner courtyard saw the lit up starry sky at this moment, but even the little guys in the outer courtyard were also attracted.

"Is this the martial arts trial of the inner court brothers? It's so exaggerated, our brothers are too scary!"

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect it at all. When will I reach this level?"

"It's just you? Hehe, have you practiced Qihai yet, why don't you go to sleep? Replenish your energy and save it for daydreaming tomorrow?"

"..."

"To shut up!"

The new little ones talked a lot, and they were watching from the courtyard or the fence under the guard of a group of law enforcement officers in black.

There was a bang.

Void was torn open by a snow sword, and everyone watched as if they were about to be sucked in, swallowing in disbelief.

"Wang Law Enforcement, this..."

"Is this really the martial arts trial of the brothers?"

The man called Law Enforcing Wang stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the void, with hidden worries deep in his eyes.

"Yes, you go back to sleep first."

"It's not a big problem!"

...

Outside the Spirit Palace.

In the sky, several thrones besieged a crooked old man with only a small axe.

Blood spurted wildly, and the picture was horrible.

The two elders were the first to be unable to hold on, and fell from the sky with deep slash marks all over their bodies. After a few bangs, they passed out directly on the ground.

All combat power is lost!

Ye Xiaotian and Jiang Bianyan teamed up and could barely block Cenqiaofu's terrifying attack, but once the small ax fell, even the avenue could be cut off.

Who can stop it?

"Master Ye, it's not my fault, but to be honest, I really can't hold it anymore!"

Jiang Bianyan clutched his chest, if it got any deeper, his heart would burst.

"I've already made it clear in the appeal letter that the person who came may be a high-ranking member of the 'Holy Slave'."

Ye Xiaotian didn't turn his head back, and once again shuttled into the void.

"If you didn't worry about it, I wouldn't just call the Holy Spirit Palace family, maybe I can last a little longer at this time!"

Of course, Ye Xiaotian was just slandering the latter sentence and never said it.

The Holy Spirit Hall would be so trivial, this is something he never thought of before, is it really what Sang Lao said?

stocking policy...

Jiang Bianyan smiled wryly. How could he have imagined that the situation was so dire?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes today and saw such a large-scale offensive from the "Holy Slave", he would have really thought that this was just that little broken organization back then that could be wiped out.

"Can a single spark start a prairie fire before you know it?"

He casually caught Ye Xiaotian who had been beheaded again, seeing his white hair dyed red, the corner of Jiangbianyan's mouth was filled with astringency.

"or……"

When Ye Xiaotian lowered his eyelids, he disappeared like that.

This is his spiritual palace!

no or no!

boom--

Just at this time, a dazzling white light completely calmed everyone down, and the people in the Linggong Palace looked at the trembling "Tomb Famous City Snow" in a daze.

"That girl Qianqian's sword..."

The array disks held by Qiaoqian's hand seemed to have lost the meaning of attack, and they hung down directly.

Ye Xiaotian's eyes were filled with fury, and his teeth were clenched.

"Is it still a failure?"

He felt bitter in his heart. According to the plan, Elder Sang was supposed to protect Su Qianqian, but he couldn't stop the masked man?

Cenchov was shocked by the terrifying sword intent, as far as he knew, this was clearly the rhythm of the masked man's full firepower!

"This kid is crazy, he doesn't know his own injuries? This is suicide!"

"In the spiritual palace, how can there be someone who can make him so angry?"

Surprised and uncertain in his heart, the old man could only choose to abandon everyone, and flew straight to the center of the storm.

Ye Xiaotian's eyes froze, he covered the blood on his chest, and said with difficulty:

"Follow!"

...

Near the back mountain.

Xu Xiaoshou ran wildly to where Sang Lao was.

He was really glad that the old man stopped him at the critical moment.

Otherwise, if he rushed forward so stupidly, wouldn't he be split in half by the masked man's shocking sword?

However, although Xu Xiaoshou was awake, the anger of the masked man had just begun.

It was the first time he was beaten so badly by someone, this kid's ability to see through stitches...

Simply!

Grabbing the gap in his weakness to output some output, he was almost disabled.

The point is that this guy is just a junior, and he doesn't seem to have made much progress since the last time we met. I really don't know how a mere little guy can have such a high explosion?

Of course, these are not important anymore!

After the masked man let out an angry roar, "Tomb Famous City Snow" shook in the void, finally erupting the true power of a famous sword.

The bright white sword energy that shone in the night sky froze, and then the sky and the earth were frost-cold. After the frosty sword intent was restrained, a blue sword light lit up the night sky again.

call out!

The sword qi shot towards him, directly making Xu Xiaoshou pale in shock.

There is no way to hide!

He thought that he had never gotten close to the masked man, and with his "agility" at the master level, he could rush to Sang Lao's embrace in a short while...

However, a miscalculation!

This is really a measure of the stone, a measure of others by oneself!

But how do ants know the power of giants?

Halfway through the run, Xu Xiaoshou was stunned because he couldn't run out of the masked man's average distance. The blue sword light flashed against his back, and he had to turn around and face him.

"Waves..."

"But at least it must be brilliant for the last time!"

As soon as the back sinks and the elbows are raised, the energy of the "passive fist" is about to be ignited...

at this time!

"Perception" suddenly saw that the grass hat that Sang Lao was pressing down on the mountain behind was slightly lifted, and those eyes hidden under the gloom were directly lit up by the azure blue sword light!

"court death!"

The old man was angry, no one can touch the guy he likes, let alone Xu Xiaoshou has become his apprentice!

bang——

There was a shocking sound, which bloomed between the fist and the sword light, and was directly shattered by the explosion at a height of hundreds of feet.

Void cracks spread, like an ancient gluttonous mouth, sucking everything around it with its teeth and claws, trees, soil, dust...

Xu Xiaoshou was sent flying.

He looked inexplicably in horror at the place where Old Sang's fist collided with the sword light, and realized that if the old man hadn't pushed him away, even the "passive fist" probably wouldn't be able to stop the furious blow of the masked man.

"Is this the real strong man?"

He clenched his fists tightly. Sure enough, in comparison, he was really crushed so quickly that there was not even a scum left!

Even with the passive system and the bonuses of various passive skills, it is still completely unqualified to face those real bosses with this meager level of cultivation!

He woke up.

No matter how strong the passive skill is, at best it is only because it is compared with the same level of spiritual skills.

Acquired passive skills are still inferior to innate skills. This has been proven in the outer court match against Mo Mo.

So, what capital do I have to face that masked man?

With passion?

Or do you think that guy can do whatever he wants because he seems to appreciate him a little?

——He is completely merciless!

Xu Xiaoshou broke into a cold sweat.

At this moment, his inflated mentality, which had been crushed all the way from Tianxuanmen, was directly chopped off by a sword.

Obviously, the Mist Man had already taught him a lesson, yet he still messed around.

"Shouldn't have shot..."

"If even Sang Lao can't beat him, then..."

boom!

At this moment, he felt as if he had hit something, and the whole person deviated from the route and flew directly to the side.

He was pushed away by Elder Sang, the strength of this old man's push can be seen from the fact that the black hole can't suck people away.

Xu Xiaoshou turned his head and saw a crooked old man with blood all over his face and holding an axe.

"Air crash?"

Cenchov stared at the young man in front of him in shock, with an expression of disbelief.

The successive battles with several great thrones never caused him to shed a single drop of blood. How did this kid almost blow his head off with such an impact?

Why would I be shaken away by a kid?

Why did my face seem to be torn apart by sword marks when I touched it?

When did he make the move, why couldn't he see clearly even with his own cultivation?

After all, Cenchov couldn't hold back his confusion, and said in surprise:

"Are you a hedgehog?"