Fantasy: My skills are all passive

"Is it more powerful if there are more people? A group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals are all trash, and a hundred more will be useless. I will kill you right!!!" Fang Tian raised his halberd with one hand and pointed at Fan Jian.

At this time, Shaxinpo also sacrificed his weapon --- Liurenhuo Willow Spear, and prepared to fight bloody battle with his elder brother in the world of gods and cultivators.

"However, the one-on-one wheel battle is too slow and boring, boy, do you dare to re-gamble with our two brothers?" Killing Heart said expressionlessly.

"Are you all gamblers in the hell world? It's really interesting, everyone will come to me to gamble, that's the case with the commander of Blood River.

Is it the same with you two brothers?What, do I run a casino? "Fan Jian said angrily;
"Or do I look like a babe, with a bad face, and you're all going to take some money off me?"

"Don't talk nonsense, the game is good for the higher-ups, and you don't want to increase the casualties of fearless, right?
If a chaotic battle breaks out, even if the land gods in your spiritual cultivation world still have the power to protect themselves, what about other spiritual practitioners?Not still cannon fodder? "

No matter what the purpose is, what Sha Xinlie said is indeed correct.

Fan Jian thought for a while, of course he didn't think that this murderous monster would really care about the world of spiritual cultivation.

But what he said was indeed right, the spiritual cultivation world could no longer withstand any casualties.

If the casualties can be minimized, no matter what the purpose of killing Xinlie is, it will not be considered a bad thing for the world of spiritual cultivation.

"Okay, tell me, how do you gamble?" Fan Jian handed Shui Yaoyao to Xiang Yingqiong's care, and walked forward and said.

"That's right, listen to people's persuasion to eat enough, since now the only effective combat power left on the hell side is our two brothers," when he said this, Sha Xinlie glanced at the blood river commander.

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"And all of you are trash in front of our two brothers, so let's go together, our two brothers will fight all the land gods present!"

"If you win, we brothers will return to the hell world, and we will never leave the hell world forever, nor will we bother the spiritual cultivation world again.

But if our two brothers win, you will give me that bitch Shui Yaoyao, and divide the world of spiritual cultivation between my two brothers in half! "

"How about it? It's a good deal, I'll give you a chance to gang up on my two brothers for revenge!" Killing Heart continued to encourage;
"Although the two brothers Killing Heart are powerful, the land gods on our side are not the same as before.

It can be seen from the previous two battles, coupled with my passive skills, it shouldn't be difficult to gang up on the two brothers! "

Fan Jian thought to himself, the current gamble is the best way, not only can minimize unnecessary casualties, but also can exert all the strength of the spiritual cultivation world.

The premise is: as long as the blood river commander does not come to make trouble, the blood river commander is now a time bomb for both parties, and no one knows what his ultimate goal is.

"Okay, I promise you, but how do I know that you will keep your promise? At that time, you will run back to the hell world, recover for a few years, regain your vitality, and give me a comeback!"

Fan Jian narrowed his eyes and said.

"That's easy to say. Let's make a contract of blood. Once the contract is formed, as long as the two parties to the contract violate the contract, they will be immediately eroded by the curse of the contract and turned into a puddle of pus and blood!"

It seems that Sha Xinlie is determined to carry out this gambling battle.

"In that case, let's sign a contract of blood!" Fan Jian and a group of land gods exchanged glances with each other.

"Papa..." The commander of Blood River applauded from the sidelines with a spectator attitude.

"Interesting, interesting, since you have made an appointment for a new gamble, do you want me to be a witness for you?"

"Be you a big-headed ghost, we have signed a contract of blood, and you need to be a fart witness, why don't you stay cool!" Fan Jian said angrily.

"Yes, yes!"

"Why are you always so hostile, kid? As I said, I'm not necessarily your enemy. Why don't you listen?"

"Also, you need to change your temper, or you will be easily sacked."

Fan Jian ignored the commander of Xuehe, turned around and looked at the two brothers Sha Xinlie, waiting for their next move.

Killing Xinlie hung the weapons in both hands in the air, and then kept making seals with both hands. After a while, a small blood-colored magic circle appeared in the palm of Killing Xinlie.

Afterwards, Sha Xinlie and Sha Xinpo each dripped a drop of blood in the middle of the small magic circle, and then motioned to Fan Jian.

Fan Jian led the crowd, and followed suit with a drop of blood.

After completing these, the small magic circle spun rapidly and disappeared in a short while, floating between the sky and the earth.

"Okay, the contract of blood has been completed, and the next gambling battle officially begins!" Sha Xinlie held the weapon in his hand again.

"Wait, why do you say to start? Our two generals have just finished fighting and need to recover. This is only fair!" Fan Jian shot to stop.

"All right, all right, why are there so many things, I'll give you two hours, hurry up, don't make our two brothers wait!" Sha Xinlie said impatiently.

Fan Jian ignored it, and took a group of land gods back to discuss tactics.

"Master Fan, please let me take the lead..." Bai Shouren took the lead to invite Ying, full of fighting spirit.

"Master Bai, don't be arrogant, I know that Master Meng's death has hit you hard.

But now it's a battle that concerns the entire world of spiritual cultivation. You must not be impulsive, and don't make meaningless sacrifices. I think if Master Meng is alive, he doesn't want to see you like this! "

Fan Jian said in a rare serious tone.

Because of the death of his best friend, Bai Shouren wanted to die now. Hearing what Fan Jian said, he sighed deeply and stopped talking.

"Everyone, please listen to me. My defense and combat power are the strongest. Naturally, I will be the first to take the lead and help you contain the damage as much as possible."

"Of course, the two brothers Killing Heart and Lie are not vegetarians, so I will invite my master - Xiao Guizang, the strongest among the land gods, to lead the battle with me in the front row."

"Sect Leader Gu Bufan, Elder Shen and Elder Dugu, you, as the second echelon, will give fire support to Master and me at any time."

The three nodded.

"Bai Shouren is in charge of the sect, Guan Shuya is in charge of the sect, you two are feinting to attack on the left and right sides.

To assist our battle, we don't need to inflict too much damage on the two brothers Killing Heart, as long as we can keep harassing them and interfering with their attacks. "

"As for Head Xiang Yingqiong, you take out all your magic weapons and mechanism dummies, and attack those two guys from a distance with all your brains.

Regardless of whether it can cause harm or not, I will use them all for the sake of looking good. "

"Not at all!"

After setting up the tactics, Fan Jian breathed a sigh of relief. He always felt that the chances of winning were great. After learning his own Nine-Nine Divine Palace Steps and the True Flow of Buddhism, the strength of these land gods has improved qualitatively.

It is no longer the same as before.