Fantasy: My skills are all passive

Seeing this, Liaochen immediately stepped forward and said.

"Fan Benefactor, you..."

Seeing Fan Jian raised his hand and pointed the sword directly at Chen, he said without looking back.

"I don't want to hear anything from you now! This matter is over! I won't hold any grudges! But don't expect me to have any good feelings for you! I won't be your head!"

Seeing this, Elder Yin stepped forward and said.

"Junior Brother Fan, do you want to wait for Senior Brother Shen to come over before going? It's easy to do things with so many people!"

Fan Jian shook his head and said.

"Saving Qingqing back is a matter of Yunyumen, and has nothing to do with you!"

"The top and bottom of the Qingmu Sect are united in honor and disgrace. What's more, Qingqing is my direct disciple. I, Xu Zongzhi, will not let her be snatched away!" Elder Xu said in a deep voice.

Elder Tie also stepped forward and said.

"Junior Brother Fan, you are the head disciple, there is no way we will let you die by yourself!"

"Not bad!"

Seeing Elder Shen flying down from the sky, he said in a deep voice.

"It's just a sword fairy, what's there to be afraid of?"

Elder Shen has countless scars on his body, it seems that he has gone through a hard battle.

Fan Jian said with a smile and threw a super healing medicine.

"Where's that dog thing?"

"Run away! He doesn't want to fight me at all!" Elder Shen said with a smile as he took the healing medicine.

"Then wait until another day to settle the debt with him!" Fan Jian said with a sneer.

"Since you are all going, let's go together! Go and see what the so-called Daozangmen's top-level exercises are all about!"

Daozangmen.

Ye Qingqing's face was cold.

In front of her eyes were the tablets of thousands of disciples of Daozangmen.

Those tablets were arranged in rows and placed on the altar, and the one in front of her was her father's tablet.

"Have you made up your mind?"

Only a voice came from behind.

Ye Qingqing said without looking back.

"I've already thought about it!"

"Are you still refusing to accept my inheritance?" the voice asked.

"From the day I was born, I no longer belong to Daozangmen!" Ye Qingqing said in a deep voice.

"Are you worthy of your father by doing this?"

Ye Qingqing laughed out of anger when she heard the words, and said in a deep voice.

"I'm sorry! What about you? Are you sorry for them? You have long known about the cannibalism of Daozang disciples. Have you stopped it once?"

"The Dao is only passed on to one person, this is the ancestor's motto!"

"What ancestral precepts! Just because of those ancestral precepts, the people above will kill each other and die! Is this the way you talk about?" Ye Qingqing said with a sneer.

"The avenue is nameless, the avenue is invisible, and the avenue is ruthless!"

"Go to your avenue! I don't care about such an avenue!" Ye Qingqing said with a sneer.

The voice was silent for a moment, then said with a sigh.

"You will want it! It's just time! Your little friends are here, I'm going to entertain them, you should think about it! If you can't give me the answer I want, what will happen to your little friends, you should know of!"

Ye Qingqing was shocked when she heard the words, and said hastily.

"You are not allowed to hurt him!"

There was no sound in the empty room.

Ye Qingqing knelt on the ground, her face was full of anger, she raised her hand and punched out, and the tablet was scattered in all directions.

She pondered for a moment, then gritted her teeth, as if she had made a decision.

With a wave of his hand, several jars of wine suddenly appeared in front of him, and with a wave of his hand, the wine seals of those jars of wine were immediately lifted by his fist.

She picked up an altar casually, raised her head and drank it down, her face flushed immediately, and the aura around her began to rise rapidly.

I saw a phantom of spiritual thoughts appearing behind her, the true qi in the upper, middle and lower dantians had already overflowed, and the dantians with springs flowing from both feet were gradually filling up.

"Drunkenness is all but a dream.

When he woke up, he was surprised that he was a guest, and he was so drunk that he laughed immeasurably at the sky! "

She was seen running wildly with the wine jar in her arms, swaying the Immeasurable Fist of the Great Drunken Immortal, and crazily drinking wine.

After drinking the wine, it turned into true energy in an instant.

The true qi in the five dantians gradually condensed and gathered together to form harmonious golden elixirs.

She was actually punching while condensing the golden core.

And five at the same time!
"Brother Jian! I won't let him hurt you! I'll go out and help you!"

Fan Jian raised his head, and on the towering ladder to the clouds, a figure floated down.

He was wearing a Taoist robe, with a stern face, three beards on his thin face, and two eyes that were old but bare.

Beside him is a light blue long knife, the shape of the knife is simple and simple, and the thick knife energy on the blade is surging, causing bursts of cyclones without adding any real energy.

Tianji high-grade divine sword, Qingxuan.

His master is none other than the master of Daozangmen, the Daojian Immortal among the Three Swords and Four Swords, Ye Wuya.

He uses a knife, but he is a sword fairy!
This is not a contradiction.

Sword Immortal refers to his identity.

Back to basics, it doesn't matter whether it's a knife or a sword, because his strength can be called a sword fairy.

Dao Jianxian may not be the strongest among the top ten land gods, but among the three swords, no one is higher than him!
He floated three feet away from Fan Jian, looked down at Fan Jian and said.

"What are you going to say?"

"Needless to say, hand over Qingqing, or die!" Fan Jiansen said coldly.

"I've seen your sword skills!" Ye Wuya said in a flat tone.

"Daji Xiantian eight swords, you only practiced the fourth sword, I will kill you, no more than three moves."

Fan Jian immediately sneered when he heard this.

"Coincidentally! If I want to kill you, I only need three moves at most! Do you dare to let me do three moves? Don't dodge, just defend! If you don't die with three moves, I will kill myself!"

Ye Wuya looked at Fan Jian with lowered eyelids, and said with a sneer.

"Why should I let you? In fact, I don't need to fight you at all, because after a while, she will come out on her own initiative and beg me not to kill you!"

Fan Jian gritted his teeth with hatred when he heard the words, and said with a sneer.

"Don't worry, that scene won't happen! I said it!"

As Fan Jian said, he raised his hand and waved it, and Jingji was in his hand immediately.

But Ye Wuya sneered, flicked his finger on Qingxuan, and the long knife rang out suddenly.

Fan Jian suddenly noticed the trembling in his hand.

He could feel the fear of silence.

Seeing this, Fan Jian squeezed tightly and said in shock.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Afraid of my sword! Qingxuan is the master of all soldiers, below the sky, all soldiers surrender!" Ye Wuya said flatly.

Fan Jian frowned suddenly.

hateful!Let him pretend to be successful!

"Can't you stop shaking? Have a bit of backbone?" Fan Jian said in a low voice while holding the Jing Ji.

"You dare to challenge me with such rubbish, should I say you are brave or reckless?" Ye Wuya said.

When Jing Ji heard what he said, he unexpectedly stopped shaking, and instead stood in front of Fan Jianjian, shaking his body provocatively at Qingxuan.

"It's too much nonsense," Fan Jian said with a sneer.

"Then let's fight!"

As Fan Jian said, he raised his hand and suddenly drew a sword aura in shock, pointing directly at Ye Wuya.

Seeing Ye Wuya wave his hand, a burst of energy that could not be identified as saber energy or sword energy exploded immediately, and then waved again, and a wave of energy flew towards Fan Jianwei.

Seeing that Gu Shengren raised his hand and waved, Hong Sha shot out instantly, smashing the energy package into pieces.

Seeing this, Ye Wuya leapt forward, flew to Fan Jianjian's side, and stretched out a finger to touch Fan Jian's forehead.

Seeing this, Fan Jian quickly backed away, raised his hand, and another sword qi swayed out.

"Just these two times, you want to save someone from me?"