Fantasy: My skills are all passive

Fan Jian sneered when he heard this.

It sounds good!
Can the lure of demons be taken seriously?

Open the gate of hell, and he, Fan Jian, will be an eternal scum in the world of spiritual cultivation from now on!
Seeing Fan Jian raised his hand and waved, the Jingji sword clanged out of its sheath.

"If it was in the past, I would definitely think of some evil ideas, go out first and talk later! But now..."

Seeing Fan Jian's waist straightened, he said in a deep voice:
"Because of being confused for a while, Liang Qianjue, the first head of my Green Wood Sect, committed an unforgivable mistake for a lifetime, and even spent my whole life, I couldn't wash away that stigma!

Countless people in the spiritual cultivation world have tried their best to lock you monsters in hell!

Although I, Fan Jian, am not an upright gentleman, I also know how a gentleman behaves uprightly and is tough and unyielding!Swordsman, rather bend than bend!

In a word!I'm a man, so treat me like nothing!

The third rule of the Aokimen sect's ancestral precepts!Stay true to your heart!Watch the world!I swear to the death! "

As soon as the words fell, Fan Jian's forehead appeared bright, and then the green wood sword seal shone brightly!

Fan Jian has already figured it out, the situation in front of him is probably one death!
A blood river commander is enough to kill him instantly by raising his hand, not to mention the immortal ability of Manzhuer, the flower demon of Manzhushahua.

Even though there is a Tantanman with unknown strength on his side, but he is still standing still!
In a word, it is death anyway, Fan Jian just wants to die more honorably!
Just heard Manzhuer say with a smile:

"Wait a while to refuse, don't you want to know the truth?"

"the truth?"

"Yes, the truth!" Manzhuer said with a smile.

"The truth about Muyue Pavilion, isn't that what you want to know from Shui Yaoyao?"

Hearing the words, the commander of Xuehe immediately glanced at Fan Jian and said:
"Oh? You still know about Muyue Pavilion? It seems that I can't let you go!
How about it?Do you want to know the truth?Just sit on my throne! "

The Commander of Blood River said as he turned sideways to give up the position of the throne.

Fan Jian frowned, snorted coldly and said:
"What is the truth or not, so what if you know it or not?
Lao Tzu only believes in one sentence, no matter how the wicked become evil, the evil has already been done.

Originally, I was a little interested in the truth, but looking at it now, hehe, how about love!
Even if I die here, it is absolutely impossible for me to open the destiny lock! "

"well said!"

As soon as the words fell, the Madman Buddha laughed wildly, raised his hand and tore off the skull on his neck, and the handprints changed repeatedly, and he said silently:

"Greed, hatred, ignorance, arrogance, ignorance is ignorance.

If you are hit hard, wake up and get rid of the three corpses! "

"Wrath is a Buddha, the ability to subdue demons and subdue obstacles!"

As soon as the words fell, all the rosary beads of the skeleton shattered and turned into a huge phantom covering the body of the leader of the blood river.

I saw that phantom wearing a skull crown on his head, with an angry and ferocious face, holding a skull bowl in his hand, and the bowl was dripping with blood.

Wearing human skin and stepping on a monster, the whole body is burning with raging fire. It looks domineering and angry, and its expression is mighty!
The commander of Blood River saw that his body was covered by the phantom, and immediately looked at the Mad Buddha thoughtfully and said: "So that's how it is, pretending to be a demon from the Buddha, and included in the Blood River demon.

In fact, he just turned to practice the dark Buddha to become a Buddha in anger, hiding himself, and waiting to contribute to the world of spiritual cultivation in the future?Hidden for more than [-] years, mad monk, you really can bear it! "

The Mad Demon Buddha sneered and said: "The poor monk went to hell with his body, and he never wanted to leave! What is the truth, the poor monk is the same as this benefactor, and he doesn't care!

The poor monk only knows that, no matter what, if the demons from hell escape from hell, the world will surely be devastated!As for the future, the poor monk also believes that someone can stop that future from coming!
Benefactor, the commander of Xuehe was restrained by the poor monk's dharma, you should hurry up and take people away! "

Fan Jian was a little puzzled when he saw this, what's going on?
Why is this demented demon Buddha repeatedly jumping sideways?

What is his composition?
Just when Fan Jian was puzzled, he heard Commander Xuehe say in a flat tone:
"It's just the Dharma image of the God of Wrath as a Buddha. Even if the God of Wrath comes in person as a Buddha, it's just the soil under my command to stop me?"

As soon as the words fell, a burst of red energy scattered away, and the phantom of the dharma was immediately dispersed by the energy.

Epilepsy Buddha's expression changed, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

Fan Jian was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly put his arms around Gu Shengren and was about to run away.

But seeing Xuehe raised his hand and waved, a red light suddenly hit Fan Jian.

A strong sense of palpitation filled Fan Jian's heart, he quickly pulled away to avoid it, and tried his best to protect Gu Shengren.

But he was blown away by that force and fell to the ground, his internal organs ached like a fire.

Suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, without even a chance to swallow the blood stasis.

Fan Jian immediately took out the wine and took a sip, but his heart was almost ashamed.

This difference in strength is like clouds and mud, just being brushed by that force, his internal organs are almost shattered.

Seeing Fan Jian standing up, he said in a deep voice:

"Jing Ji, take Yungu out to find Qingqing! If she is damaged in any way, I'll smash you in half!"

Jing Ji heard the words and let out a clatter, and immediately flew out with Gu Shengren.

The commander of Xuehe didn't stop him, he just looked at Fan Jian with a smile and said:

"What? Do you think you can fight me?"

"Of course not." Fan Jian said with a sneer.

"I'm just a spiritual cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, and I'm not as old as you in cultivation, so I naturally don't think I can do anything to you!"

As Fan Jian said, he waved his hand, and the two swords of water and fire were already in his hand:

"It's just that I'm rather stupid. I want to try something I know I can't do!

What's more, if you beat a top player like you, no matter whether you win or lose, I will not lose! "

As he said that, he raised his hand and shot Li Tianhuo and his colleagues. The sword energy rushed towards the blood river, but he scattered all of them with a wave of his hand in an understatement.

Then he saw him stepping forward and appeared in front of Fan Jian.

His tall stature made him two heads taller than Fan Jian, and he looked down at Fan Jian and said:

"My interest in you lies only in whether you can unlock the destiny lock!
Recruiting you is just giving you an extra chance. Since you don't cherish it, then I can only use the way I am most used to! "

As he spoke, he raised his hand to grab the top of Fan Jian's head.

At this critical moment, the Tantan Weng was seen floating towards him like a leaf.

Riding on the neck of the commander of the blood river, his two legs tightly bound the arms of the commander of the blood river.

"Blood River, I challenge you now!"

The commander of Blood River snorted coldly when he heard the words:
"Challenge now? You just want to save him!"

"Whatever you say, in short, I challenge you!"

Tantan Weng said while looking at Fan Jian while imprisoning the leader of Blood River.

"Friend, remember to burn some charcoal for me when you go out!"

Fan Jian gritted his teeth, turned around and flew out of the garden.

Before he had run two steps, he heard a muffled groan from behind, turned his head to look, and saw the Tantan Weng flew upside down and fell down on the throne, his life and death uncertain.

"Hell is so big, where do you want to escape?"