I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"This is, who?"

As soon as the old man in the straw hat who was holding a sword and leaping into the sky in the midst of the collapse of the sky and the earth with a look of disdain, everyone in red felt their hearts tighten.

That skinny figure, the demeanor of twilight, the iconic straw hat, the thick big dark circles...

Vigil swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

In the ears, the words of the storyteller just now echoed again.

"Second, take the sword!"

So, this person...

Lan Ling also cast her gaze over, nodding with a difficult face and an extremely tacit understanding.

"It's him!"

In the information from outside.

The second-in-command of the Holy Slave who killed Wuyue Sword Immortal in Qinglong County, the old man nicknamed Wuxiu, isn't he dressed exactly the same as the person who appeared at this moment?

"But, the second-in-command of the Holy Slave, shouldn't he retreat with injuries?"

"Even Wuyue Sword Immortal was injured after that battle."

"Sleeveless, how could it be possible to return to this state so quickly?"

Hong Yi didn't understand everything.

Look at this momentum!

That person just stood there holding a sword out of thin air, and the audience was dead silent.

Even the storyteller looked frozen, unable to speak for a while.

In the cracked space, under the oppression of the man's solid aura that seemed to swallow mountains and rivers, even the recovery speed was extremely slowed down.

"Sleeveless didn't escape, but after failing to intercept Wuyue Sword Immortal, he stepped into the white cave space first?"

"Then, wait for the opportunity?"

Almost at the same time, such an inference flashed through the minds of all the red clothes.

My heart seemed to be clouded.

A storyteller with the seven in command of the holy slaves has already tortured everyone here to such a state.

Now, another holy slave?

this battle,

How should I fight?

Sanu is crazy! This is it!

Qi Qi gathered in the White Grotto, so you're really not afraid of being picked up by the white clothes? !

...

Everything was silent.

Xu Xiaoshou holds the sword in one hand and the straw hat in the other.

He never spoke, but his momentum continued to accumulate.

And under such a depressing atmosphere, no one dared to ask questions.

The storyteller's voice "Second, take the sword" is too confusing.

An existence even recognized by the Seven Commanders of the Holy Slaves, no one would question his identity immediately.

Not to mention Xu Xiaoshou's figure standing with a sword at the moment, under the effect of "Swallowing Mountains and Rivers with Qi", invisibly left a deep imprint on everyone's soul when he appeared on the stage.

"Aww!!!"

The red double dragon python entrenched on the shattered space groaned in pain.

The fierce spirit with four swords is too terrifying.

No matter how tenaciously you fight, if you are not a sword cultivator, and you have never mastered the sword sense, you will be unable to resist the power of the Eighth Sword Immortal's sword in the past.

The robbery cloud dispersed early.

But the remaining power in the body is already enough to destroy this huge red double dragon python.

No one paid any attention to the dying ghosts.

No matter how miserable the groan was, everyone's eyes were still fixed on the old man in the straw hat.

...

far away.

The storyteller's face was a little dull.

It is different from others who are amazed by the strong debut of the second child.

His gaze was fixed on the withered right hand holding the four swords.

How dare?

Even if you are the second child, not a sword repairman, how dare you hold four swords directly?

"Second, you..."

"Shut up."

Xu Xiaoshou pulled his stiff neck, glanced over coldly, and drank the storyteller's words in one word.

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

Until then, they didn't realize it.

The so-called second-in-command of the Holy Slave is basically in the same state as Cheng Xingchu at the beginning.

He was actually one of the few people who held four swords but was not demonized!

"this……"

"Fierce Sword, agree?"

"Suspected, passive value, +13."

Xu Xiaoshou felt the manic primitive desire in his body that was constantly impacting his soul.

He was trying his best to resist, otherwise he would turn into a berserk giant if he squinted his eyes.

The effect of Xin Gugu's special training at that time was reflected at this moment.

Relying on the willpower that is already tougher than ordinary people, Xu Xiaoshou clings to the last bit of clarity in his spiritual altar.

But he knows.

The root of preventing oneself from being completely demonized is not the so-called will.

But Jian Nian!

Coming from his own dantian, the wisp of sword thought bestowed by the sloppy uncle seemed to echo the power of the four swords.

The fierce sword is in hand.

Xu Xiaoshou could clearly feel the power of the sword thought that it was trying to get close to his dantian.

Some timid, some cautious.

And when I really came into contact with that sword thought...

"boom!"

Xu Xiaoshou's body was suddenly injured by the fierce energy.

He tried his best to prevent himself from spitting blood to show others, and continued to repair his injuries by "endless life" without any alarm on the surface.

"Angry?"

Yes.

When You Sijian's strange emotion came into contact with Jian Nian, it suddenly disappeared and turned into fury.

It seemed to be a hope that was expected with great anticipation, but it finally turned into a bubble and shattered.

Xu Xiaoshou could clearly feel the rage caused by this instant illusory feeling.

"Hold on."

Gritting his teeth, Xu Xiaoshou remained silent.

He didn't understand what the four swords were probing, but if he couldn't hold back the fury of the fierce sword, he couldn't hold back the situation...

If one reveals his secrets, he will surely die!

"Om—"

Four swords trembled, and the magic pattern was deeper, almost covering Xu Xiaoshou's entire body.

Feelings of powerlessness, inadequacy, weakness...

All kinds of tired emotions came from the soul level, and the eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Xu Xiaoshou tried his best to resist, he knew that if he closed his eyes, he might lose himself directly.

but……

too difficult!

With the power of the four swords, how can it be mere innate ability to contend?

The heart is bigger than the sky.

But reality, always inadvertently, will defeat any happy fantasy.

"It's over, I'm sorry..."

Just when Xu Xiaoshou felt that he should compromise, handed over his body to You Sijian, and let him wantonly destroy this world.

"Buzz."

On the dantian, covered by the light of various forces, another extremely subtle sword thought, which was completely inconspicuous, suddenly made a soft sound.

Under the suppression of Jin Zhao's original seed, Three Days of Freezing Tribulation, and Great Sword Mind, this insignificant sword mind, like a silver thread, stepped forward at this moment.

"My... sword thought?"

Xu Xiaoshou was startled.

This wisp of sword thought, if nothing else happens, should be the sword thought that I observed from Zang Ku's body by using the "Sword Observation Technique" uninterruptedly.

"So... the Sword Watching Code?" He was a little confused.

At this moment, when Xiao Jian thought about it, four fierce sword intents froze all at once.

In the next second, like crazy, he rushed to the sword thought that had been ignored before.

"Buzz!"

At the time of contact, four swords trembled in an instant.

The meaning of fury turned into ecstasy, and the power of fierce demons began to continuously pour into this vague sword thought.

It seems to be caring, but also seems to be breeding and nourishing...

"boom!"

Sword intent suddenly exploded above the Lijian Grassland, forcing everyone to retreat in horror.

Xu Xiaoshou regained his sanity, and immediately wanted to restrain the sword intent into his body.

After all, Sang Lao is not a sword cultivator. If he reveals his sword intent at this moment, it will inevitably make people suspicious.

but……

"Feared, passive value, +8."

"Surprised, passive value, +19."

"..."

The situation spied on by "Perception" not only did not develop in the direction I expected, but everyone in the audience, one by one, was shocked!

"There are four swords, admit it?"

"How is it possible, the second in command of the Holy Slave is clearly not a sword cultivator, but this sword intent..."

Some red clothes hesitated.

After a long time, someone finally came to his senses and exclaimed in surprise, "This is the sword intent of Four Swords itself!"

"Scary, is this okay?"

"Worthy of being one of the holy slaves, not only has he won the famous sword, he even has four swords, and he also has a unique method, can he directly master it?"

"Here, how to fight?"

"The second in command, the seventh in command, and one with four swords. You don't even need to make any moves. If you just swipe and pull, there is no one in the audience who can take it?" Someone said, looking at the vigil.

Lan Ling looked at the panic on the faces of the red clothes.

For a while, I didn't know what method to use to comfort him.

A storyteller can be barely comforting.

Now, even I can hardly suppress the panic, how can I comfort everyone and regain my fighting spirit?

Vigil frowned and didn't reply.

He stared at the old man who appeared in the void and was in a very wrong state.

After struggling?

Final suppression?

Judging from the series of performances of the second-in-command of the holy slave, even for him, it is not easy to control the four swords.

But now, it seems to be successful?

However, where did this inexplicable sense of familiarity come from?

The figure of Xu Xiaoshou suddenly appeared in the mind of the watchman.

The kid has a black sword, which is very similar to having four swords.

At that time in the city lord's mansion, the way he drew his sword and stared at him was very similar to the gesture of the grass hat old man holding the sword at this moment.

but……

How can a spirit sword of the eighth or ninth rank compare with four swords?

How could it be possible for a congenital little ant to become the second in command of the holy slave?

"impossible!"

With a sudden shake of his head, Watcher immediately denied his absurd thoughts.

Xu Xiaoshou is indeed a bit mysterious.

But no matter how mysterious, his real identity could be the second in command of the Holy Slave?

Can it be strong enough to make the storyteller really shut up obediently after he said "shut up"?

"Surprised, passive value, +13."

...

"Second..."

The storyteller was also obviously frightened by Xu Xiao's gesture of holding four swords.

When did he have this ability?

Could it be that this link was included in the mission entrusted to him by his brother, so he had been informed in advance of the means to control the Four Swords?

"Second, take the sword?"

Before he could continue to think, Xu Xiaoshou, who temporarily suppressed the vicious aura and regained a little bit of clarity in his eyes, had already coldly swept away again.

"boom!"

Even if Xu Xiaoshou tried his best to suppress him.

But where the line of sight was fixed, the power of swallowing mountains and rivers suddenly gathered, directly collapsing the already shattered space again.

The storyteller's delicate body trembled suddenly.

At this glance, he didn't even have the slightest desire to resist, and he felt that he had turned into the most humble ant in the world.

And the second child is as dazzling as the nine-day gods and demons.

"His strength..."

With just one glance, the storyteller knew that the second child's injuries had definitely fully recovered.

Moreover, after more than ten years of tempering and the final battle with Gou Wuyue, his cultivation has absolutely undergone earth-shaking changes.

Just one look, has such power?

If you really want to make a move, wouldn't it destroy the world?

"Guess, I was a little too excited just now, and forgot your mission..." The storyteller hesitated and was speechless.

The second child has indeed said that he has his own mission.

But at that time, he had already suppressed the audience, and all the red clothes were afraid of him.

I thought that in the presence, there was no one who could stop my existence.

So, under the impetus of high-pitched emotions, he even directly revealed the existence of the second child.

And now...

The other party was obviously angry!

"It's their fault!"

The storyteller smiled obediently, and then explained: "But this is also a tactic..."

"Tactics?"

Xu Xiao raised his eyebrows under the straw hat, and didn't say any more.

The storyteller's body stiffened immediately.

"Inner one, inner one..."

Thoughts were running wildly, but even after racking his brains, the storyteller had no reason to say anything.

Although the two sides did not make it clear before.

But the tacit understanding is that when the storyteller gets the four swords, he should try to replace the fake sword with the old second-hand as far as possible without anyone being aware of it.

At that time, something really happened.

Even if four swords were seized, what was lost was only a fake.

The real murderous sword has fallen into the clutches of the holy slaves.

But!

At that time, I was really stimulated by ghosts and beasts, how could the storyteller care so much?

He thought he had suppressed the audience, not only did he not even bother to change his sword.

Even, four swords were used to directly turn the Chishuanglong python into a mad python.

now……

The second child in the heyday comes to settle accounts after autumn, who can bear it?

This is an irritable old ghost who dares to fight against his brother even if he disagrees with him, and even directly says "the way is different, don't conspire with each other", and he can draw a clear line. He has never been a holy slave for more than ten years!

Let alone now.

Even if it is the second child in a weak state, the storyteller will play and joke with him at most.

I really have to move my hands...

Give ten guts, he wouldn't even dare to tell the story!

"sorry."

The storyteller rolled his eyes and was completely lost. He simply covered his chest and directly bowed at ninety degrees.

I can't beat it, and I apologize.

Mistakes, people admit.

You, don't be fierce!

"Received apology, passive value, +1."

"Hated, passive value, +1."

The eyeballs of the red-clothed people watching immediately popped out.

The storyteller, who was so arrogant just now, bowed, bowed?

This is the holy slave?

Is this the difference between the second in command and the seventh in command of the Holy Slave?

Although I don't know what kind of small conflict happened between the two, but bowed without saying a word?

"Is the gap that big?"

Xin murmured, looking at the figure of the grass hat holding the sword, there was a trace of unbearable fear in his eyes.

Is this an existence that can rival Moonless Sword Immortal?

The storyteller was like a child in front of him!

"Feared, passive value, +18."

Xu Xiaoshou remained silent.

His face was as dark as ink, and it was impossible for people to see half of his inner emotions.

But under Wei Haohao's intimidating aura that day, he didn't move or speak, but in the hearts of everyone, he felt even more mysterious.

But my family knows my own affairs.

God knows how much pressure Xu Xiaoshou has endured for this party to stand up.

He wants to talk.

He wanted to refute all doubts with the long-winded speeches of the past, coupled with well-founded truths.

But the fierce sword intent in the body is too ruthless!

Just like meeting a child of one's dearest relatives, You Sijian comprehends the ray of sword intent from observing the sword, and the means used are continuous infusion, continuous birth...

As if, he was afraid that Jian Nian would grow malnourished.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't know whether this change was good or bad.

But now, he couldn't care less.

The dantian originally formed a delicate balance under the circumstance that several major forces were fettered by each other.

But the fierce sword intent entered the body, directly and ruthlessly breaking this balance.

The growing strength of Jian Nian brought about hundreds of times the pain he endured while watching the sword.

In addition, the three-day freezing robbery, the mixed gray destructive power leaked after the original species of Jinzhao was broken out of balance...

There is also that trembling sword that occasionally shakes and cuts...

Miserable!

Xu Xiaoshou was really suffering beyond words!

Every time he can try his best to utter a few words, it is already the limit, and he can't form a complete sentence at all.

However, the accident came so miraculously.

Under the shock brought by Sang Lao's face.

Everyone present, including the storyteller, not only did not have any doubts, but would try to guess what they meant through a few words.

Maybe cherishing words like gold is what the real strong should do?

Is it also the best way for me to speak at this moment as Mr. Sang?

Inexplicably, I actually know this way well?

"So……"

Xu Xiaoshou maintained the "change" all the time, not letting the twitching corners of his mouth and eyes be noticed.

He held the four swords tightly, unable to even make a big move, he just moved his eyes slightly, and looked at the red double dragon python in the void that was completely blackened by the mad sword intent and lost its self-awareness.

No.

Caramel sugar!

I, Xu Xiaoshou, stand up this time, even if I can't move...

The purpose is also for you.

ghost?

Emotional ghosts?

No matter how the outside world will question it in the end, Xu Xiaoshou just wants to uphold his heart at this moment.

"She's just a friend of my friend... that's all."