Fantasy: All my skills are passive

"Why don't you fight back?" Fan Jian frowned and couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

Meng Sanqian was seen trying to avoid the overwhelming wind force while looking coldly at Feng Wanli who was constantly waving his wings in the sky.

"Hide! Don't you like hiding? Let's see where else you can hide!"

As Feng Wanli spoke, he waved his wings, and countless strong winds flew out from under his iron wings, forming sword energy and attacking Meng Sanqian.

"Can't you move?"

Meng Sanqian was ecstatic, and immediately sneered and shouted in a deep voice: "Go to hell!"

He saw Meng Sanqian's hands forming fingers, and a sword energy immediately flew towards Feng Wanli, instantly passing through his head and making a hole as big as the mouth of a bowl.

Feng Wanli's wings fluttered mechanically twice before falling from the sky.

Fan Jian was about to be happy when he saw this, but suddenly he remembered that there was also the Manzhusha Huahua Demon. Just as he was about to give a warning, he saw Meng Sanqian's hands curled up and his sword fingers waving continuously, and he threw seven or eight swords at Feng Wanli on the ground. gas.

However, the sword energy did not hit Feng Wanli, but fell beside him. What surprised Fan Jian even more was that the sword energy condensed like a beam of light, forming a condensed sword energy around Feng Wanli. 's cell.

This move really surprised Fan Jian.

Have they already used sword energy to this extent?

You know, not even Fan Jian himself can condense the sword energy into a concentrated one.

He couldn't do it either.

Then Meng Sanqian used his sword energy to seal the top of the cell again, making sure that no one could get through the gap. Then he sneered and continued to fill the gap with his sword energy.

And the Feng Wanli in the light prison began to surge and repair his injuries under the influence of the Manzhushahua Flower Demon.

Until the light prison was completely filled with sword energy and the last gap disappeared, Feng Wanli's head still hadn't healed.

Fan Jian breathed a sigh of relief, but curiosity also followed.

Is it just a blockade?

At this moment, Meng Sanqian snorted coldly, formed a sword finger with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "Gather!"

I saw that the light trapped in the sword fingers of Meng Sanqian's hands began to shrink.

When the light prison became smaller and smaller, and there was almost no room for a person, Meng Sanqian sneered and shouted: "Stop it!"

With just a "swish" sound, the light prison suddenly shrank, completely morphing into a bunch of sword energy and disappearing.

This move is like playing magic, a person just disappears without a trace.

But Meng Sanqian's expression suddenly changed.

A large hole the size of a person appeared below the light prison.

Feng Wanli actually escaped through a hole?

While everyone was searching, they saw a ray of light shooting straight from the ground to the sky.

"Feng Xing! Gallop thousands of miles to kill Lord Yan!"

The light came extremely fast, passing through Meng Sanqian's body in the blink of an eye, and cut him in half in the middle in an instant.

It wasn't until the blood spilled from the air and Meng Sanqian's body fell to the ground like two separate bamboo leaves. The moment his spiritual thoughts appeared, everyone suddenly realized something.

Meng Sanqian is dead!

The land god has fallen!

Feng Wanli shook off the blood on his wings and said with a sneer: "You are indeed good at forcing me to do this!"

The Commander of the Blood River raised his hand and before Meng Sanqian's spiritual thoughts could react, it turned into a ball of light and flew to the Commander of the Blood River's hand.

"Three thousand!"

"Head Meng!"

"Head!"

Bai Shouren and everyone screamed in shock and pain.

Fan Jian frowned and said, "Hand over his spiritual will!"

The Commander-in-Chief of Blood River smiled slightly and said, "What do you want? Then do you want Meng Sanqian's divine thoughts, or do you want the divine thoughts and Nascent Soul of those eight thousand people?"

Before Fan Jian could speak, he saw bursts of blood energy surge around him, and countless blood energy immediately penetrated into the bodies of everyone in the Hongru Sect.

They saw everyone's bodies swelling rapidly, and pieces of blood mist exploded in the crowd. The bodies of eight thousand people were instantly destroyed. Nascent Soul and divine thoughts turned into light points and flew into the hands of the General of Blood River, and he held them in his hands. He squeezed into a ball happily.

Fan Jian gritted his teeth and said, "What exactly do you want to do?"

The commander of the Blood River shook his head slightly and said: "You want to save them? But if you talk to me like this, no one can be saved! Now it is a war between the two worlds, and only 8,000 people will die. In the future, even bigger ones will When disaster strikes and everyone in the world dies, will you still face it with this attitude? "

Fan Jian was already furious, and the veins on his forehead had popped out.

Eight thousand people... He also killed them, but even though those eight thousand people turned into Nascent Soul, they would be resurrected sooner or later.

But at this time, being held in the hands of the Blood River Commander, it was almost as if the soul was gone!

But the Commander-in-Chief of Blood River is still here playing riddles!

"I told you to hand the person over to me!"

Fan Jian said, stepped forward, waved his hand casually, and punched out, it was the Fudo Buddha's Angry Eye Punch.

As soon as he punched out, the shadow of the Immovable Buddha's angry eyes suddenly appeared behind him. The wind of the fist condensed, and it was as if the mountains and rivers were condensed with light under the punch.

However, the Commander-in-Chief of Blood River was only slightly surprised, and then he regained his composure, raised his hand to stop Fan Jian's fist, and said in a deep voice: "What? Got carried away by anger? There will be many more such things in the future. Are you going to be so angry?"

"Fart you!"

Fan Jian punched out one punch after another, and shot out sword energy with his sword fingers, but they were all stopped by the blood river commander with a simple finger.

"The people who are dying now are only people who have nothing to do with you. When the people you love die in the future, will you also kill yourself?"

This sentence stung Fan Jian instantly. He suddenly remembered what Liang Qianjue had said to him, and his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Commander Xuehe sneered and said, "What? No more fighting? Have you decided to bet with me?"

Fan Jian glared at him with red eyes and said, "Tell me! How to bet?"

The commander of the Blood River smiled and said: "It's very simple. They fight with each other. You guess the winner or lose. If you win, I promise you something, including but not limited to using the Manzhushahua Flower Demon to help these people reshape their bodies! "

"If you lose, in addition to the eight thousand people who were going to die, I will kill an additional eight thousand people!"

Fan Jian looked at the Commander of the Blood River with bright eyes, frowned and said, "Are you willing to help them recast their bodies?"

"A piece of cake!"

The Commander-in-Chief of Blood River waved his hand and said, "I said, for now, you and I are definitely not enemies!"

Fan Jian pondered for a moment, and then said with a sneer: "Okay, you want to bet, right? Then I'll bet with you! Leader Bai!"

When Bai Shouren heard this, he immediately flew up, looked at the Commander of Blood River with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Master Fan!"

"I'll excuse you for the next game," Fan Jian stared closely at the spiritual thoughts of the leader of Blood River, took out a hidden weapon and handed it over and said, "I'll leave the other one to you!"

"This is……"

Fan Jian whispered: "I believe you have the ability to kill him, but remember to use this to deal with the Manzhushahua Flower Demon in him. My magic power is instilled in it. Just press the trigger!"

Bai Shouren nodded and was about to leave when he heard Fan Jian say in a deep voice: "Master Bai!"

"Watch out!"