Fantasy: My skills are all passive

Fan Jian was speechless.

No wonder he was chasing after him all the way and cast a phantom of his spiritual sense, so he really held his breath!
Isn't ten years too late for a gentleman to take revenge?

"Aren't you afraid that I'll leave the secret realm halfway?"

Fan Jian asked while running.

Fan Buxi sneered and said:
"I know you divine cultivators too well. For the chance to ascend to the sky, you can give up everything! Not to mention there are so many things that you seem to be equivalent to priceless treasures!
You fight against Tianwei, with this kind of character, will you go to the end if there is a secret realm?

After all, those two people have been up for so long, that thing should have been built, so I don't have to keep my hands anymore!

Although this body suppresses my strength, it is still enough to kill you!go to hell! "

As Fan Buwei said, he raised his long knife and jumped forward, twisted his body in mid-air, the energy of the long knife was criss-crossing, and with one strike, the force spread all over Fan Jian's body.

At this moment, Wusheng appeared in front of Fan Jianjian in a flash, raised his hands in front of him and shouted:
"The boy worships the Buddha's face!"

I saw the long knife slashing at Wusheng's body, even though it didn't hurt his golden body, it still made his legs sink and his body bent down involuntarily.

"Go away!"

As he spoke, Fan Buvi kicked him away.

Wusheng snorted coldly, grabbed the foot he kicked away with one hand, raised his hand and punched out:
"Lion phase!"

Fan Buwei was thrown out by that punch, Xiang Yingqiong waved his hand when he saw this, and shouted in a deep voice:

"Stop fighting, not attack!"

Seeing that Mo Gongjian disassembled and reassembled, it immediately turned into two shackles and locked Fan Buvi's hands and feet.

Fan Buwei was furious at once, and as soon as he exhaled his true anger, the long knife slashed at the shackles.

But seeing Guigu Gudeng waved his hand, Guichedao stopped him across his body, holding the long knife tightly.

Seeing this, Ye Wuya let go of the Qingxuan knife and floated beside him, the sword seal in his hand kept changing, and shouted in a deep voice:

"Invisibility is the Tao, silence is the Tao, yin and yang are the Tao, birth and death are the Tao, universe is the Tao, heaven and earth are the Tao, the original source is the Tao, and the Great Dao is the Tao!"

I saw that Guiche Dao's blade was condensed with thunder and lightning, and in a blink of an eye, the blade was covered with lightning.

Then Ye Wuya held the knife in one hand and slashed down, a furious thunder fell down like a catastrophe.

But seeing Fan Buvi laughed wildly and said:

"Idiot! I am the one who controls thunder and punishment in Qingting, how can Jielei get me?"

"Jie Lei may not work, but I think I can!"

Seeing Fan Jian raised his hand and waved, the sword that had condensed for a long time came out wantonly.

"Six emptiness and eight swords, heaven and earth fire, sky fire and people!"

The two sword qis of heaven fire condensed with six voids, eight veins and eight colors intertwine and come out. The Qiantian sword is continuous, and there are hundreds of attacks in one breath. The Lihuo sword also burns continuously, and it is too Short attack, perfect for triggering a flaw attack.

I saw two strands of sword energy devouring Fan Buwei in an instant.

Afterwards blood qi splattered everywhere, and a cloud of blood mist spread out immediately, and everything that was not violated was smashed to pieces by multiple flaw attacks and fixed internal injuries of the six voids and eight veins in an instant.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a voice sounded.

"Don't be too happy! It's just destroying my body in the lower realm!

Brat, one day we will meet again!When the time comes, you will definitely pay in blood!Ha ha ha ha! "

Fan Jian curled his lips and said, "Why do the villains like to play this kind of tune? Who are you scaring? I'll call your father over next time if I can! I'll beat your father until he doesn't know you!"

Having said that, Fan Jianxin was suddenly relieved.

This battle was too tiring, not physically but mentally.

Fan Buwei's oppressive force is full, if it is not for Wusheng's Wei Tuo Jinshen Kung Fu, I am afraid that the three land gods may not be able to make Fan Buwei even a little bit of damage.

Thinking of this, Fan Jian couldn't help being a little surprised. He didn't expect that Wei Tuo's golden body kung fu could still be passed on.

The Eight Great Diamonds?

Fan Jian turned his head to look at Wusheng, and was about to ask a question, when he saw that the golden light from Wusheng's body dissipated, his face not only did not return to the original skin color, but turned a little gray, his body softened even more, and he was about to fall down.

"Master Wusheng, what's wrong with you?"

Fan Jian quickly stepped forward to support him and said.

Wusheng said with a weary look:
"I used the sacrificial seal! The lifespan has been burned out!"

Fan Jian was shocked when he heard this.

No wonder Wusheng's fighting power is close to that of the land gods. It turns out that it is not only the combination of the eight king kong, but also the burning of life in exchange for explosive power!

Fan Jian quickly took out a bottle of Ziyun Qinglu wine and poured it down for him, saying:
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay! Isn't life burning? With Ziyun Qinglu wine, you can make up for your life, so you can burn it for me!"

However, Wu Sheng's complexion didn't get better after drinking that bottle of Ziyun Qinglu wine, it just slowed down the grayness.

"How could this be?"

Fan Jian was shocked when he saw this, and quickly took out another bottle to pour him down.

But seeing Wusheng waved his hand and said:

"Sect Master Fan doesn't need it, the sacrificial seal method, print out the sacrificial life! What burns is not only the life span, but also the life."

Fan Jian's heart sank when he heard this.

He understood what Wusheng meant by doing so.

Wusheng wants to use his life to repay the debt owed to Fan Jian.

Seeing Fan Jian frowning tightly, he waved his hand, took out seven or eight bottles of Ziyun Qinglu wine, and poured Wusheng one by one, saying:

"Is there something wrong with you? Did I ask you to pay me back? Give me a drink!
Isn't it burning life?I don't believe it can have more than my Ziyun Qinglu wine with a broken skill!drink! "

However, after pouring seven or eight bottles, Wu Sheng's face only became a little rosier, and his aura continued to weaken.

At this moment, Gu Shengren sighed slightly, took out a flower from his body and pinned it to Wu Sheng's body.

It is the Crying Blood Rhododendron given by Mingyuexia.

Crying Blood Cuckoo can block fatal damage once.

And this way of giving up life and seal, what is given up is life.

The moment the Crying Blood Rhododendron was pinned to Wusheng's body, its color instantly became extremely bright red, and then a burst of bloody light burst into Wusheng's body.

The lethargy of the lifeless aura stopped, and the effect of Ziyun Qinglu Wine began to show.

Fan Jian sighed and said:

"His grandma, if I knew this flower was useful, I wouldn't waste so many bottles!"

Then, he looked at Wusheng lying on the ground and said:
"Get up, what are you still doing?"

Wusheng froze for a moment, only to realize that he was fine.

Fan Jian took off his Crying Blood Cuckoo and pinned it to Gu Shengren's chest. Gu Shengren was about to speak when Fan Jian said:

"Don't refuse, I don't want to regret it!"

The aunt smiled and shook her head.

At this moment, Elder Shen groaned, and Fan Jian quickly turned his head to look, and saw Elder Shen half kneeling on the ground with his arms covered, and Guan Shuya spat out a mouthful of blood in embarrassment.

Upon seeing this, Guigu Gudeng immediately said:

"Brother Fan, now is the time!"

When Fan Jian heard this, he immediately jumped at Guan Shuya and stabbed with his sword.

At this moment, the scope of the main hall suddenly recovered. Fan Jian was jumping in the air, and was hit on the head by the suddenly lowered roof of the hall, and fell to the ground clutching his head.

Guan Shuya snorted coldly, and jumped out of the hall.