Fantasy: My skills are all passive

escape!
Can't stop running away!
Jin Buxiao stepped on the Nine-Nine God Palace Steps and ran towards the opposite direction of Zhujie Mountain. The torch he held in his hand was like a running elf in the dark night.

In less than a moment, people from Mofamen discovered this man who was running around in the wilderness.

In less than a moment, hundreds of flying swords pierced into the sky, chasing after Jin Buxiao.

Jin Buxiao gritted his teeth, he was so lucky that he burned the torch even more vigorously.

The more people they attract, the safer Bi Luo Qing Ming and the others will be!

At this moment, a sword qi whizzed over, piercing the clouds and hanging the mist, arriving in an instant, and flew past while sticking to Jin Buxiao's cheek.

Jin Buxiao was startled, stepped on the wrong foot, tried to step back but almost sprained his foot, fell to the ground and fell out.

One person jumped down, looked at Jin Buxiao coldly and said.

"I, Han Wenju, kindly brought you up from the Eight Realms of China. Not only did you disregard my kindness, but you even murdered and escaped, trapping me in an unjust place. Can you be convicted?"

Jin Buxiao said with a sneer.

"I'm guilty? What crime am I? You kidnapped me, and I didn't do it willingly!"

"Sophistry! You have already entered the Mofa Sect, and you are a disciple of the Mofa Sect. According to the rules of the Mofa Sect, those who want to be handicapped in the same sect will cut off the tendons of their hands and feet, pierce the bones of the lute, and hang them on the execution platform of the Mofa Sect, just to scare everyone else!"

As Han Wenju said, he drew his sword and took Jin Buxiao's wrist.

Seeing a cold light reflecting the surrounding flames, it galloped towards Han Wenju, making Han Wenju's eyes glow white.

Just as he was covering his eyes to see the source of the light, he saw a figure suddenly appearing in the dark night, grabbed Jin Buxiao, and then disappeared in a burst of water vapor.

Han Wenju frowned suddenly, and said in a deep voice.

"Zhitian Kungfu? People from the Greenwood Gate!"

At this moment, a red light appeared from the sky and landed beside Han Wenju.

Han Wenju was shocked when he saw the man.

It was Li Yansi, the Elder of the Mofa Sect, who said immediately with his hands clasped.

"Lecturer Han Wenju pays homage to Elder Li."

Li Yansi nodded, and said with a trace of killing intent on his face.

"Yan Chengshi is dead, everyone is trying their best to find these three people! If you find them, kill them on the spot!"

As he spoke, he threw three scrolls over.

Han Wenju opened it, looked at it, and said immediately.

"Elder Li, do these people have anything to do with the Qingmumen?"

Li Yansi said in a deep voice.

"They are all from the Greenwood Gate!"

Han Wenju was startled when he heard this, and said hastily.

"Quick! Find the person who took Jin Buxiao away just now. He used the Heaven-shrouding Kung Fu, so he can't run far!"

Hearing this, Li Yansi immediately flew into the sky, waved his hand, and a ruler about two feet long appeared in his hand, waved his hand, and said in a deep voice.

"The decree is three autumns, and the French Open is inevitable!"

A burst of white light flew out from the ruler, covering half of the sky like a net, illuminating the surroundings in an instant.

Yu Huaqing, who was running away with Jin Buxiao on his back, suddenly noticed a shadow under his feet under the blazing white light.

Yu Huaqing was shocked immediately, before being seen by anyone, he quickly clinged to the stone shadow of a rock.

Cultivation techniques such as Zhetian Kungfu to conceal body shape have always been feared by all the spiritual cultivators in 33 days. If there is fear, there will be accompanying methods to deal with it, so that almost every sect has its own countermeasures.

But it also depends on the cultivation level, if it is Elder Yin's Zhetian Kung Fu, there are no more than twenty people who can break his kung fu.

At this time, Yu Huaqing was hiding behind the rock, with several flying swords roaring back and forth above his head.

Not far away, the little bird that had turned into snow was still flying in the sky.

Originally, I wanted to escape to a safe place and smash it into pieces, but now it seems that safety is absolutely impossible!

Thinking of this, Yu Huaqing frowned suddenly, raised his hand to pick up two stones from the ground, and held them in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

A stone came out of his hand and flew straight to the bird.

"boom!"

There was only a muffled sound, and the bird shattered instantly, attracting many disciples from the Mo Fa Sect to rush over.

Seeing Yu Huaqing pinpointing the timing, when they flew over their heads, he immediately threw another stone into the distance.

She wants to attract the attention of these people.

Therefore, the distance of throwing the stone cannot be too close, otherwise, the distance of attraction is too close, and she is also in danger.

At the same time, the distance should not be too far, otherwise the sound will be too small to achieve the effect of attraction.

I saw the stone thrown tens of meters away, and bounced a few times on the ground, the sound was extremely harsh at night.

Several people were shocked and said: "Run to that side! Hurry up!"

As he said that, he immediately chased after the direction where the sound of the stone sounded.

Yu Huaqing let out a long breath.

At this moment, I saw a ruler hanging in front of me.

Yu Huaqing's heart was startled, and when he looked up, he saw Li Yansi looking at him coldly. Behind him was a net of white light, illuminating his whole body in the backlight. Under the dark face, there was a sinister and hideous figure. smile.

"Got you!"

"Why haven't you found it yet? The efficiency of Mofamen is too slow?" Fan Jian said with a frown.

Ye Qingqing said dumbfoundedly: "Brother Jian, do you really want Jin Buxiao to be found?"

"Of course I don't like it!" Fan Jian said hastily.

"It's just... anyway, I hope he's safe and sound!"

Just as she was talking, Yu Huaxue suddenly stood up and said, "The connection with the mechanism bird has been cut off! Follow me!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Shengren unrolled the red gauze and threw it to the window, said in a deep voice, "Step on the gauze, I will take you with me!"

Everyone put on the red gauze, looked around, and saw a white light net covering the sky dozens of miles away that day.

"It should be there!"

Gu Shengren led the crowd and flew under the net of light.

As soon as he got under the light net, he saw hundreds of body cultivators surrounding Yu Huaqing and Jin Buxiao.

Seeing this, Yun Tianye was furious and shouted sharply, "You dog thief!"

Then Duanjiang raised his hand and flew out, and a heavy snow fell head-on.

Seeing that cold air enveloped in an instant, the saber air surged tens of meters, and it slashed directly among the group of gods.

This sudden move instantly severed several divine cultivators around the saber qi, and they fell to the ground with cold air all over their bodies.

Seeing Gu Shengren jumping down, Yu Huaqing rushed over with Jin Buxiao.

Jin Buxiao was always curious about why someone would save him. When he saw Gu Shengren, he was surprised and happy. When he saw Fan Jian landed, he almost couldn't help crying, and rushed up to hug Fan Jian. legs shouted.

"Master!"

Fan Jian said dumbfounded.

"Okay, okay, get up, you are upright, don't be so pusty now, okay?"

Jin Buxiao then stood up.

Li Yansi was startled when he saw Gu Shengren divide, and then he forced a smile and said.

"Gu Shengren...it's so strange to see you here!"

"Hmph!" Gu Shengren put away the red gauze, and snorted coldly as if she didn't see him.

Li Yan was furious at once, but he still suppressed his anger and said.

"The rules of the spiritual world, saints and above are not allowed to actively participate in sect struggles, don't you know?"