Fantasy: All my skills are passive

At this moment, Ye Wuya, Xiang Yingqiong, and Guigugu Gudeng, three land immortals, were by his side.

The eight Vajra of the Sakya Sect, the two Jialans, and the four-member group of the Shaqiu Sect who were seeking the scriptures were all beside Fan Jian, which gave him great confidence.

"Qingqing, you retreat. Someone will definitely attack the people of the Yunyu Sect soon. You cooperate with Elder Yin and the two nuns to protect everyone!"

"Other seniors and masters, in the melee, swords have no eyes. Remember not to hurt your own people!"

Fan Jian briefly explained two sentences, and immediately stepped forward, sneered and pointed at Fan Buwei and said:. "Have you heard of the Ghost Rider?"

Ye Wuya frowned when he heard this, and said in confusion:. "What?"

"Nothing!"

Fan Jian seized the moment when he was stunned, raised his hand and cut off a sword energy, and then rushed up with the Nine Nine Palace Steps.

As soon as Fan Jian moved, the others also rushed towards Fan Buwei, and Fan Buwei snorted coldly when he saw this.

He raised his foot and kicked, and the long sword was immediately grasped in both hands, the blade rang, and he said in a deep voice:

"Come on!"

He saw him dancing the long sword with both hands and spinning continuously, and then slashed at Fan Jian with a sword, and the sword energy immediately turned into three mad dragons rushing towards Fan Jian.

Fan Jian twisted his body to avoid the sword energy, and walked quickly with the Nine-Nine Palace Steps.

Fan Buwei is undoubtedly his biggest enemy in history, and he must use all his strength to meet the enemy!

Among them, the role of the Nine-Nine Palace Steps with a full number of steps cannot be underestimated.

He also clearly understood that he was not the main attacker in this battle, and the three land gods were the real main force.

Ye Wuya's blade was full of thunder power at this time, and the blade body condensed three feet of sword energy. When the sword was swung out, it must be accompanied by heavy thunder power.

Guigu Gudeng was still the same, his hands did not directly touch the sword, but used the true energy to control the sword to swing back and forth.

However, the knife's aura was no worse than Ye Wuya's, and his knife-controlling movements were no longer just waving his hands.

He was seen flying and moving, using the returned knife at various strange angles that could not be achieved by hand, and every time he slashed, Fan Buwei would definitely be slowed down.

Relatively speaking, Xiang Yingqiong's attack opened Fan Jian's eyes.

The Mo Gong Sword was no longer a sword at this time, and the broken pieces of the sword body were randomly pieced together.

It turned into different blades and slashed at Fan Buwei, while Xiang Yingqiong himself kept throwing out some strange hidden weapons and magic treasures.

If these three people attacked at the same time, ordinary land immortals would have been unable to withstand it.

However, Fan Buwei remained calm.

He waved his sword like a dragon covering the sea, and every time he waved it, he brought with him an unmatched aura.

He kept blocking the attacks of everyone and threw out the aura in return. The aura visible to the naked eye could be seen within a few feet around him.

Fan Jian suddenly discovered something. The whole hall was already in a state of intense fighting.

But the fighting was ridiculously quiet. If it was normal, even a battle between Jindan-level divine cultivators would have caused more damage than this.

Thinking of this, Fan Jian subconsciously threw a sword energy at Guan Shuya, who was fighting with Elder Shen in the distance.

Although the power of the sword energy did not decrease, the force was gathered. The excess force was absorbed by something. Until the sword energy was dispersed by Guan Shuya, not much force leaked out.

"Is it intentional or casual?"

As Fan Jian was thinking, he saw a sword energy coming across the sky. The dodge effect was activated instantly. He turned his body and dodged the sword energy.

Fan Buwei sneered.

Fan Jian rolled his eyes immediately.

Being besieged by three land immortals, he still had time to attack himself. What is the bottom line of Fan Buwei's strength?

At this moment, Wusheng raised his hand and took out the Prajna golden bowl. He tapped the bowl lightly with his fingers and muttered silently:

"Refine the infinite body, achieve the body of Veda, transcend the world of Vajra, and reach the gate of paradise! Prajna Paramita! Prajna Paramita!"

The eight Vajras were all shining with golden light. The other seven Vajras raised their hands and slapped Wusheng. Wusheng's golden light seemed to condense, and there were faint golden liquid flowing under the golden body, which surprised Fan Jian.

Wusheng stood up, bowed to several masters again, and then jumped up, punching Fan Buwei like a mountain.

Fan Buwei was obviously a little surprised when he saw this, and quickly withdrew to avoid the punch, and said in a deep voice:

"The golden body is stagnant?"

Wusheng snorted coldly, raised his hand and punched, and said in a deep voice:

"Vedo presents the pestle!"

Then the fist force suddenly hit Fan Buwei, and the momentum even distorted the air.

Seeing this, Fan Buwei immediately held his long sword in front of him, and the handle of the sword blocked the punch, but the whole person flew backwards.

"Good opportunity!"

The three land immortals urged their true qi and swung it away.

Seeing this, Fan Jian was unwilling to miss this opportunity, and the thundering true qi went around the thunder vein and threw it over.

The four true qi chased each other and hit Fan Buwei, and immediately knocked him dozens of feet away and fell to the ground.

Everyone was a little overjoyed when they saw this, and at this time Fan Jian suddenly sensed a trace of terrifying breath.

Even his sixth sense was urging manically, and there was a breath of death all around him, so he didn't even know where to hide.

He saw a series of extremely manic sword qi rising from all around him like a whirlwind, and Fan Jian dodged his feet again and again.

But he was still spurting blood all over his body due to the sword energy. His wounds were so deep that his bones could be seen. The pain was like being cut by thousands of knives, which almost made him stop.

Fan Jian quickly took out the wine bottle and took a big gulp. Only then did his injuries recover. He greedily sucked the scattered blood on his arm.

It has already flowed, so it must not be wasted!

Feeling that the blood rage had increased by several percent, Fan Jian breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the others.

Those people were slightly better than him, but they were also seriously injured.

Only Wusheng was almost unharmed, but he stood in the sword energy.

The sword energy kept passing through his body, making a series of harsh sounds, which made him frown.

Then Fan Buwei stood up from the ground. At this time, he was a little embarrassed. He no longer had the sense of majesty, but was a little ferocious.

He held the long sword upside down in his hand, his eyes full of anger, and said to everyone:

"A bunch of trash from the world of God Cultivation! How dare you challenge the power of Heaven! And dare to injure the important members of Qingting! You really don't know how to live or die!"

Fan Buwei said, and swung the long sword again, which immediately brought endless sword energy. Everyone even sensed a trace of the power of Heaven in this sword energy.

Fan Jian was very familiar with this breath, and immediately pointed at him in astonishment and said:

"You are the finger!"

Fan Buwei sneered and said:

"It's all because of you! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be punished by Qingting! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have used so many years of hard work to build a secret realm!

It's all because of you! You should be grateful that this world suppresses my strength! Otherwise, you would have died a hundred times! But that's it!"

Fan Jian's heart suddenly chilled when he heard this.

Damn it! It turns out that you are here for revenge!