Fantasy: All my skills are passive

When Liao Chen saw this, he immediately stepped forward and said.

"Donor Fan, you..."

Fan Jian raised his hand, pointed the sword directly at Chen, and said without looking back.

"I don't want to hear anything you say now! This matter is over! I won't hold grudges! But don't expect me to have any good impressions of you! Let alone be your leader!"

Upon seeing this, Elder Yin stepped forward and said.

"Junior Brother Fan, do you want to wait until Senior Brother Shen comes over? It's easy to do things when there are so many people!"

Fan Jian shook his head and said.

"Rescuing Qingqing is Yun Yumen's business and has nothing to do with you!"

"Everyone in the Qingmu Sect is united in honor and disgrace. What's more, Qingqing is my direct disciple. I, the Xu Zongzhi, will not let her be snatched away!" Elder Xu said in a deep voice.

Elder Tie also stepped forward and said.

"Junior Brother Fan, you are the head disciple, there is no way we will let you die on your own!"

"good!"

He saw Elder Shen flying down from the sky and said in a deep voice.

"He's just a swordsman, what's there to be afraid of?"

Elder Shen had numerous scars on his body, and it seemed that he had gone through a hard battle.

Fan Jian smiled and threw a super healing potion over and said.

"Where's that shit?"

"Run away! He didn't want to fight me at all!" Elder Shen said with a smile as he took the healing medicine.

"Then we'll settle the score with him another day!" Fan Jian said with a sneer.

"Since you all want to go, let's go together! Go and see what the so-called Daozangmen's top skills are!"

Daozangmen.

Ye Qingqing's face was cold.

In front of her were the tablets of thousands of disciples of Daozang Sect.

Those tablets were arranged in rows on the altar table. The one in front of her was her father's tablet.

"Have you thought about it?"

Just heard a voice coming from behind.

Ye Qingqing said without looking back.

"I've thought about it a long time ago!"

"Are you still unwilling to accept my inheritance?" the voice asked.

"From the day I was born, I no longer belong to the Daozang Sect!" Ye Qingqing said in a deep voice.

"Are you worthy of your father by doing this?"

When Ye Qingqing heard this, he immediately laughed angrily and said in a deep voice.

"I am worthy of it! What about you? Are you worthy of them? You have known for a long time that the disciples of the Daozang Sect are killing each other. Have you ever stopped them?"

"The great road can only be passed down to one person, this is the ancestral teaching!"

"What ancestral precepts! Just for those ancestral precepts, people here kill each other to death! Is this the great road you are talking about?" Ye Qingqing said with a sneer.

"The great road is nameless, the great road is formless, the great road is ruthless!"

"Go to your own way! I don't care about such a way!" Ye Qingqing said with a sneer.

The voice was silent for a moment, then sighed and said.

"You will want it! It's just time! Your children are here, I will entertain them, you think about it! If you can't give me the answer I want, you should know what will happen to your children of!"

Ye Qingqing was shocked when he heard this and said quickly.

"You are not allowed to hurt him!"

There was no sound in the empty room.

Ye Qingqing knelt on the ground, his face filled with anger. He raised his hand and punched out, causing the tablets to scatter in all directions.

She thought for a moment and gritted her teeth, as if she had made a decision.

With a wave of his hand, several jars of wine suddenly appeared in front of him. With a wave of his hand, the seals of those jars of wine were immediately opened by the force of his fist.

She picked up a jar with her hands, raised her head and drank it all in one gulp. Her face suddenly flushed, and her aura began to rise rapidly.

I saw a shadow of spiritual thoughts appearing behind her. The infuriating energy in her upper, middle and lower dantians was already overflowing, and the dantians on both feet were gradually filling up.

“Drinking and drinking is all in vain, all the glitz and glamor is in a dream.

When I woke up, I was shocked that I was a guest. I was so drunk that I laughed at the sky! "

She was seen holding the wine jar while running wildly, wielding the Great Drunken Immortal Boundless Fist, and drinking wine crazily.

After drinking the wine, it turned into true energy instantly.

The true energy in the five dantian gradually condenses and gathers together to form a harmonious golden elixir.

She was actually boxing and condensing the golden elixir at the same time.

And five at the same time!

"Brother Jian! I won't let him hurt you! I'll go out and help you right now!"

Fan Jian raised his head and saw a figure floating down from the towering ladder to the sky.

He was wearing a Taoist robe and had a stern face. There were three beards on his thin face, and his eyes were old but bright.

Next to him is a light blue long knife. The shape of the knife is simple, and the strong sword energy on the blade is stirring. Without any real energy, it will cause waves of cyclones.

The highest grade divine sword in the world, Qingxuan.

His master is none other than the master of the Daozang Sect, the Dao Sword Immortal of the Three Swords and Four Swords, Ye Wuya.

He uses a sword, but he is a swordsman!

This is not a contradiction.

Sword Immortal refers to his identity.

Returning to his original nature, it doesn't matter whether it is a sword or a sword, because his strength can be called a sword fairy.

Dao Sword Immortal may not be the strongest among the ten continental immortals, but among the three swordsmen, no one is higher than him!

He floated three feet away from Fan Jian, looked down at Fan Jian and said.

"What do you want to say?"

"No need to say anything, hand over Qingqing or die!" Fan Jiansen said coldly.

"I've seen your swordsmanship!" Ye Wuya said calmly.

"The Eight Great Innate Swords. You have only practiced the fourth sword. I will kill you with no more than three moves."

Fan Jian immediately sneered when he heard this.

"What a coincidence! If I want to kill you, I only need three moves at most! Do you dare to let me take three moves? No dodge, only defense! If you don't die in three moves, I will kill myself!"

Ye Wuya lowered his eyelids and looked at Fan Jian, and said with a sneer.

"Why should I let you? In fact, I don't need to fight you at all, because after a while, she will run out and beg me not to kill you!"

When Fan Jian heard this, his teeth immediately started to itch with hatred, and he said with a sneer.

"Don't worry, that scene won't happen! I said so!"

Fan Jian raised his hand and waved it, and Jing Ji was immediately in his hand.

But Ye Wuya sneered, flicked his finger on Qingxuan, and the long knife suddenly made a loud sound.

Fan Jian suddenly noticed the uncontrollable trembling in his hands.

He could feel the terrifying fear.

When Fan Jian saw this, he immediately tightened his grip on Jing Ji and said.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Afraid of my sword! Qingxuan is the master of hundreds of soldiers. Below the extreme of heaven, hundreds of soldiers surrender!" Ye Wuya said calmly.

Fan Jian suddenly frowned.

hateful! Let him pretend successfully!

"Can't you stop shaking? Can you have some backbone?" Fan Jian whispered while holding Jing Ji.

"You dare to challenge me with such rubbish. Should I say that you are courageous or that you are reckless?" Ye Wuya said.

After hearing his words, Jingji surprisingly stopped shaking, and instead stood directly in front of Fan Jianjian, shaking her body at Qingxuan provocatively.

"You've talked too much nonsense," Fan Jian said with a sneer.

"Then let's fight!"

Fan Jian said, raising his hand and waving, Jing Ji immediately drew a line of sword energy, pointing directly at Ye Wuya.

Ye Wuya waved his hand, and a burst of energy that could not be told whether it was sword energy or sword energy suddenly exploded, and then he waved again, and a stream of energy flew towards Fan Jianwei.

The Saint Gu raised her hand and Hong Sha took action instantly, smashing the energy package into pieces.

Seeing this, Ye Wuya dodged and flew to Fan Jian's side. He stretched out a finger and wanted to point Fan Jian's forehead.

Seeing this, Fan Jian quickly backed away, raised his hand and waved, and another sword energy came out.

"You want to save someone from me just now?"