Fantasy: My skills are all passive

Step by step, Lou Changkong was finally able to see Xia Ruhua clearly.

I saw that her eyes had been opened at this time, looking at Lou Changkong, tears were streaming from her eyes, rolling down on the ground, mixed with the soil.

Lou Changkong smiled slightly, wanted to speak, but could only mumble silently, judging by the mouth shape, he seemed to be speaking.

"Don't cry, it's okay!"

Finally, Lou Changkong came to Xia Ruhua's side, grabbed her hand and sat down with difficulty.

The two didn't say a word, one was lying on the ground, the other was sitting, and their hands were tightly squeezed together, as if nothing could separate them.

The dozen or so disciples were almost dumbfounded at this moment. They looked at Yan Chengshi who was howling on the ground in a daze, and didn't know what to say.

At this moment, only Yan Chengshi roared.

"Why are you still standing there! Kill them! Chop them into meat sauce! Then go back and wash Huaxi Town with blood!"

Only then did the dozen or so disciples come to their senses, immediately drew their weapons and walked towards Lou Changkong and Xia Ruhua.

Lifting the long knife, Lou Changkong still had a smile on his face.

The long knife fell, and Lou Changkong closed his eyes.

"Xunfeng sword power, up to nine, loses his axe!"

I saw a sword energy split into several waves, struck in an instant, and cut off all the sword-holding hands of the dozen or so disciples in an instant.

Then a red veil flew over, wrapping Lou Changkong and Xia Ruhua away from the scene.

Fan Jian jumped down and turned his head to look at Lou Changkong and Xia Ruhua. Suddenly, his heart burst into rage. With a wave of his hand, the sword energy flew out, and instantly chopped off the other arms of the dozen or so disciples.

The dozen or so disciples fell to the ground crying and howling, looking at Fan Jian in horror.

"Okay! That's great! It's really good of you to beat a dozen Golden Core Realm and two Distraction Realm!"

As he said, he raised his hand and waved again!
Xunfeng sword swirled like a gust of wind, and cut off their legs again.

A dozen people were cut into human sticks in an instant, Fan Jian's hatred still persisted, Bi Weiqing spit out all his strength, and immediately put them head to head.

Another pill was thrown in front of them.

"This elixir can save your lives, but whoever gets it depends on you!"

Hearing the words, more than a dozen disciples rolled over and began to tear and bite, screaming incessantly for a while.

Fan Jian sneered, and quickly turned his head to look at the injuries of Lou Changkong and the others.

"How about the two of them?"

Seeing that Gu Sheng frowned tightly, she shook her head and said.

"This young master's true qi is overdrawn too much, his qi sea is exhausted, and he has injuries on his body. Although he is suspended by medicine, it is difficult to recover."

"The sword wounds on this girl's back are so deep that every bone can be seen. There is almost no good spot on the whole back. It is lucky to be alive!"

Fan Jian's heart was on fire.

The super healing medicine is definitely useless, so I immediately took out two one-in-a-million ultimate healing medicines and gave them to eat.

Then frantically searched for the medicine that could heal them in the mastery of refining medicine.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a familiar drug name in his eyes.

Beidou Huansheng Dan.

Looking at the list of medicinal materials again, I was dumbfounded.

He didn't have dozens of herbs, and they came to Han Chongmiao Chengjie this time to buy medicines.

Fan Jian immediately turned off the skill interface angrily.

When he was anxious, he saw a figure in the distance stepping on the flying sword unsteadily and wanted to leave.

Seeing the clothes on his body and the footprints on the ground upstairs and in the sky, Fan Jian immediately understood the instigator of all this.

Immediately stood up, raised his hand and waved, Bi Weiqing needle retracted forcefully, and immediately pulled Yan Chengshi from mid-air.

Fan Jian jumped over, stepped on him and said.

"Where's your mustard bracelet?"

When Yan Chengshi heard the words, he immediately handed over his right hand in his arms and said.

"Here...don't...don't kill me!"

Fan Jian looked at the contents of the bracelet and found that there were indeed a lot of medicinal materials. He immediately took off the bracelet and said with a sneer.

"Did you beat those two people like this?"

Yan Chengshi shook his head again and again.

"deny?"

Fan Jian stepped on his broken left shoulder, and a stream of blood spurted out from that left shoulder.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! I injured you!" Yan Cheng suddenly said in pain.

"why?"

"They killed my apprentice!" Yan Chengshi said hastily.

"Your apprentice?" Fan Jian said with a sneer.

"Then your apprentice must be a criminal! You, a master, won't be much better!"

Yan Chengshi said loudly when he heard the words.

"I didn't! Don't kill me! I am from Mofamen. If you kill me, you will be hunted down by Mofamen! Let me go, let me go!"

"Mofamen, right? Okay! I want to see how capable this Mofamen is!" Fan Jian said, bending down and saying in a deep voice.

"Listen, there are three kinds of people I hate the most in my life. As long as you don't have anything to do with these three kinds of people, I can let you go!"

"First, people who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Yan Chengshi's expression changed immediately when he heard the words, and he said hastily.

"If you want to kill, kill it! Give me a good time!"

Fan Jian said with a sneer.

"Second, those who beat women!"

Yan Chengshi's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he said hastily.

"Sorry! Sorry! I didn't mean to! Don't kill me!"

"Third! The one who hurt my friend!"

As Fan Jian said, he waved his hand, and the dozen or so disciples who were biting were immediately pulled over by him.

"Listen, kill him, each of you will take one pill, otherwise, if he doesn't die, you will bleed here to death!"

Those dozen or so disciples were already ashamed, biting at Yan Chengshi.

In order to prevent Yan Chengshi from escaping, Fan Jian pricked his hands and feet with silver needles, triggering 40% of the internal injuries, and ignored them again.

After searching all the mustard seed bracelets on the broken hands of all the disciples, the medicinal materials were still more than ten bad.

Fan Jian hurriedly said to Gu Shengren.

"Yungu, where is the most complete medicinal material in this world?"

Gu Shengren said in a deep voice: "Then Huang Tingmen is the number one! Huang Tingmen grows hundreds of herbs, not to mention this world, even the entire 33 worlds can't find medicinal materials that they don't have!"

"Junior Brother Hua is from the Huang Ting Sect!" Yun Tianye said hastily.

"Take me there!" Fan Jian said quickly.

"Go to the nearest town to find an inn, take care of the two of them, and let Xiaoer hang a red silk cloth on the signboard! I will find it!"

Everyone nodded immediately, Yu Huaqing and Yu Huaxue set up Xia Ruhua, one on the left and one on the right, Yun Tianye hugged Lou Changkong, and they flew towards the nearest city.

Gu Shengren also flew into the sky with Fan Jian.

At this time, Yan Chengshi had already been bitten off dozens of pieces of meat, his eyes were wide open, and he was only dying with his last breath.

After a while, the dozen or so disciples finally bled to death. When they died, some of them were still tightly biting the flesh of Yan Chengshi's body.

Yan Chengshi struggled for a moment, finally let out his last breath, tilted his head, and passed away.

A moment later, a Nascent Soul was seen flying from his dantian, flying towards Mofamen in the distance.