Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Shui Yaoyao said, and a weak water surged towards Fan Jian.

Then a voice suddenly came:

"Your opponent is me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xiang Yingqiong flying over. With a wave of his hand, the Mo Gong Sword suddenly blasted out a torrent of sword energy, scattering all the surging weak water, and put it into the closed water box.

Fan Jian looked at Xiang Yingqiong in shock, then quickly turned to look at the bones that fell on the high wall, and then he understood.

It turns out to be a machine dummy too!

Fan Jian was shocked.

I had seen Xiang Yingqiong's machine dummy before at the Shenji Baijie Four-door Treasure Fighting Conference. I didn't expect that she even had her own machine dummy, and it was so lifelike!

Even the techniques and cultivation are exactly the same!

I saw the Gongyang Sword Immortal murmuring thoughtfully:

"It turns out to be his descendant!"

It's just that although Xiang Yingqiong's true body can protect himself from death, there is still nothing he can do against the weak water that blocks the sky and the sun.

Fan Jian frowned and quickly looked down, seeing that everyone below was already evacuating one by one.

Fortunately, the four heads of the Shenji Sect had their own reserves of machine dummies, so everyone had time to retreat.

But Fan Jian soon discovered that those machine dummies could not be counted as friendly forces.

Their energy is replenished by spirit stones, and the firepower of those machine-men is getting smaller and smaller, and they can no longer even cause much damage to the hell demons.

At this time, there were still many divine cultivators who had not evacuated. Fan Jian gritted his teeth and flew towards the boundary, rushing into the group of monsters.

Seeing someone rushing down, the demons were immediately overjoyed and rushed towards Fan Jian to bite him.

The sight of countless demons and hungry ghosts rushing toward him frightened Fan Jian, but then he sneered:

"Come on! Let you see how powerful I am!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand to hold the water-collecting wind-listening bottle in the air with Biwei Qingzhen Qi.

Continuously pouring down the surging water, with a wave of his left hand, the water suddenly turned into countless water arrows and surged in all directions.

In his right hand, he held the Jingji Sword. The blade of the sword was condensed with fire pulse energy. He raised his hand and waved it, and a thousand-meter-long tongue of fire suddenly emerged. With one sword, a large area of ​​demons and demons were wiped out.

"Come on! Hahahahaha! See my water arrow Gatling! And the fire sword technique!"

Fan Jian was rampaging among demons, and the Jushui Tingfeng Bottle gave him endless water arrow replenishment.

There is almost no demon that can withstand his hundred-shot water arrow volley. If there is, then another hundred shots will be fired.

The sane demons in hell have been frightened by Fan Jian for a long time. Except for the blood demon who can be resurrected infinitely, no demon dares to come forward.

But the blood demon is not completely resurrected. Once Fan Jian triggers the killing passive, killing these demons is like chopping melons and vegetables.

"It's not enough! It's not enough! Divine Mind Clone, come out!"

When Fan Jian's spiritual clone appeared, he suddenly had another big killer!

At this time, Fan Jian and the divine clone each held two swords, one water and one fire. They rushed into the demon camp and started fighting.

The sword energy was flying and filling the air, water and fire were churning together. If the energy was not enough, I would add a handful of spirit-accumulating pills, and suddenly the clouds generated by the pill energy would begin to shine.

All the demons were frightened when they saw it.

Is this driving you crazy?

Who is the monster?

Only then did Fan Jian truly realize what it means to have one man stand against a barrier and ten thousand men cannot open it!

While the killing was going on, I heard a few shouts from above my head. When I looked up, I saw several land gods being defeated one after another.

More or less, they all suffered a lot of injuries. The most serious ones were Meng Sanqian and Bai Shouren. These two people were almost bloody.

Everyone stood together at this time, and it seemed that the world masters of Sha Xinlie did not continue to attack these people.

Fan Jian immediately snorted coldly when he saw this, raised his hand and knocked out all the remaining water, leaving the spiritual clone here to watch, while he jumped up.

At this time, almost everyone had evacuated, and the only ones who had not yet evacuated were the heads of the four families and some monks and nuns from the Sakyamuni Sect.

Fan Jian waved his hand towards Wu Sheng and the others, signaling them to retreat quickly. He raised his hand and hit the teleportation iron plate with his true energy. He looked up at the world masters with some curiosity in his heart.

Why doesn't Killing Xinlie kill them all?

Then Sha Xinlie looked at Gu Bufan and others, sneered and said:

"I thought you had so much strength, I'm really disappointed! With this little ability, you still want to stop the demons from hell? What a fool's errand!

Give you a chance. I hope you can make some progress when I see you next time! "

"..."

Everyone was speechless.

Originally, they were prepared to die, but these demons from hell actually let them go?

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you next time I see you?" Gu Bufan asked doubtfully.

"By you?" Sha Xinlie said with a sneer.

"Don't say that I have the immortal body of the Manzhusha Huahua Demon in my body. Even if I don't, don't even think about touching me at all if you come together!"

Gu Bufan didn't say anything else. Through the fight just now, he already deeply understood that the difference between himself and Killing Heart Lie was almost equivalent to the difference between the realm of land gods and ordinary saints.

It was a feeling of being crushed with every move.

"Let's go. Tomorrow at 3:00 noon, I will capture the next area. I hope you can make some progress!" Killing Heart Lie said, jumped up to the high wall, sat cross-legged on the ground, and stopped paying attention to everyone.

Fan Jian frowned and said in a deep voice to everyone:

"You go first!"

After hearing this, Gu Bufan led everyone away.

At this time, only Fan Jian was left.

He put away the teleportation iron plate, jumped in front of Sha Xinlie, and said in a deep voice:

"Why?"

"What do you want to ask?" Sha Xinlie said without raising his head.

"You know what I'm asking!" Fan Jian said.

"Why did you suddenly choose to stop?"

Sha Xinlie looked up at Fan Jian and sneered:

"Do you think I'm kind to you? Don't let your imagination run wild! The blood demon only dispatched less than one-fifth.

The rest of the hell demons and hungry ghosts only dispatched less than one-tenth, and the demons and hungry ghosts killed by you also need time to recover!

"What's more, you have escaped so many ordinary gods. Even if you are killed, this world still does not count. The hell demons can't get flesh and blood, so they will naturally have to climb up again!"

Fan Jian frowned and said:

"What's the deeper reason? This explanation can't convince me! "

Sha Xinlie burst into laughter when he heard this:

"Yes, there is indeed a deeper reason!"

Sha Xinlie said, stopped smiling, and said gloomily:

"I want to use your hands to kill Xuehe! Can you do it?"

Fan Jian's heart was shocked when he heard this.

Sha Xinlie wants to kill the commander of Xuehe?

Report! The enemy's majesty has rebelled?

This is really shocking news!

The internal strife has already begun just after the fight? Isn't this a victory sent from heaven?

Sha Xinlie saw Fan Jian's expression of joy that could not be concealed, and immediately sneered and said:

"Don't be happy too early! You can't even beat me, so what's the point of fighting Xuehe? If you want to beat Xuehe, you must win the battle just now to have a 30% chance! "