Fantasy: All my skills are passive

"How is it? Are you satisfied?" The Xuehe Commander looked at Fan Jian with a smile, his eyes full of amusement.

"As expected of you, you are so cruel even when killing your own people!"

Fan Jian snorted coldly, his eyes still focused on the battlefield.

The Xuehe Commander was not angry either.

"Since it is a bet, you must be willing to accept the loss. I hope you can do it!"

Fan Jian turned his eyes to Bai Shouren, thinking about it, and ignored the words of the Xuehe Commander.

"Do you dare to continue the bet?" The Xuehe Commander continued.

Fan Jian came to Bai Shouren, and at this time Bai Shouren's clothes were stained with blood, and his expression was a little crazy.

"Sanqian, I have avenged you, revenged you..."

Fan Jian patted Bai Shouren on the shoulder, took out the Ziyun Qinglu wine from the Jiezi bracelet and handed it to Bai Shouren, motioning him to drink it.

Bai Shouren also knew that now was not the time to be sad. This bet was a round-robin battle, and he still had to fight next.

Thinking of this, Bai Shouren quickly drank the Purple Cloud Dew Wine. Under the effect of Fan Jian's healing aura and tidal aura, his injuries and true energy recovered in an instant.

"Commander Xuehe, I will make you pay for your blood debt with blood!!!" Fan Jian glared, and murderous aura was boiling around him.

"Calm down, calm down, I said, there will be more such things in the future. If you can't get used to life and death, and you have to be so angry every time, it will definitely mess up your mind and hinder your progress."

"It's none of your business!"

Fan Jian's expression was serious, and he turned to look at the eight thousand gods who had just been restored to their human bodies by the Mandoshahua flower demon.

These gods have gone through so much hardship and hardship to reach their current realm. Although they have retained their physical bodies, their cultivation is no longer as good as before.

At this time, Xiao Guizang came to Fan Jian and said softly:

"My dear disciple, I will take these eight thousand people to a safe place first. You stabilize your mind and continue to preside over the overall situation."

After speaking, Xiao Guizang waved his hand and left the battlefield with the eight thousand gods who had just been resurrected!

Bai Shouren recovered from his injury, and after a short rest, he returned to the battlefield.

"Master Fan, my strength has recovered and I can continue to fight. The pleasure of killing demons is too strong.

I avenged Sanqian for killing the gods, and now I want to continue to avenge other fellow gods!"

"Your courage is commendable, but you may not be so lucky next time."

The Great Commander of Xuehe sneered and turned to look at Shui Yaoyao

Shui Yaoyao understood, and in an instant, she came to Bai Shouren with countless black and gray weak water mists, preparing for the second round of the round-robin battle.

Bai Shouren held his long sword across his chest, and his inner energy surged. Meng Sanqian's death once made him feel ashamed. Now he has no other request, just want to kill more demons to comfort Meng Sanqian's spirit in heaven.

"Wait!" Fan Jian suddenly flashed between Bai Shouren and Shui Yaoyao, stopping their imminent battle.

"What, you want to go back on your word?" The Blood River Commander looked at Fan Jian with a sneer in his eyes.

"I'm not a villain like you. If I can't do it, it's not human."

Fan Jian didn't even turn his head, and his anger towards the Blood River Commander grew stronger and stronger.

"Then what are you going to do? The round-robin bet was agreed upon before, and now it's only been two games, and you want to obstruct it?"

"Master Xiang, I'll trouble you next." Fan Jian looked at Xiang Yingqiong and said.

"Don't worry, this witch and I are old enemies, and I must end it with her this time."

Xiang Yingqiong came to the battlefield, and the Mo Gong Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, surrounded by sword energy, and the Mo Gong Sword kept splitting and reorganizing, as if he was impatient for this battle.

"Boy, do you understand what a round-robin battle is? A round-robin battle is to fight to the end, and never stop until death. You are not following the rules." The Blood River Commander said casually.

In fact, the gambling game only adds some fun. He doesn't care who fights with whom. What he wants is the pleasure of making the bet after the battle.

In the countless years in the hell world, he has seen too much killing. Now he wants a great cause, the great cause of the survival of all the sentient beings in the thirty-three realms, not the sacrifice of a few people.

"What? Are you afraid?" Fan Jian looked at the Blood River Commander with a mean look,

"The strength of your realm masters is originally stronger than that of our land immortals. Now in a short time, your powerful realm master was killed by us. Are you afraid?"

"What a joke, what am I afraid of? You can't win this gambling game.

Since you said so, it's not impossible to change people, but you should not do this kind of unilateral announcement of changing people next time, it's too unruly!"

The Blood River Commander knew that this was Fan Jian's provocation, but it didn't matter.

He also wanted to see what kind of painful expression Fan Jian would have after Xiang Yingqiong died tragically under the influence of Fan Jian's decision to change people.

Fan Jian certainly had his own plans. Bai Shouren was in an unstable state of mind. In order to avenge Meng Sanqian, he was willing to fight with his life.

Now that the great revenge had been taken, there was no need for him to continue fighting. Moreover, Bai Shouren's skills would not be able to take advantage of Shui Yaoyao's weak water.

So it would be better to let Xiang Yingqiong, who had been fighting Shui Yaoyao, participate in this round of battle. He might have a better chance of winning.

"It would be best if Shui Yaoyao quickly got rid of the control of the Blood River Commander and regained her consciousness. This way, she would lose a general without fighting. This would be the best result!"

Fan Jian thought silently in his heart:

At this time, the Mo Gong Sword kept buzzing, Xiang Yingqiong shouted and leaped forward, "The Divine Machine Changes Thousands of Times, Unload"

The Mo Gong Sword transformed into thousands of sword blades mixed with countless sword energy and blasted towards Shui Yaoyao with great momentum.

It seems that Fan Jian's sharpening of the swords before the battle of these land immortals still played a crucial role in improving the combat power.

Shui Yaoyao remained calm, took a light step, and faced Xiang Yingqiong's attack head-on.

"Three thousand weak waters!" Countless small black and gray water columns were generated around Shui Yaoyao, constantly blocking Xiang Yingqiong's sword blade and sword energy.

The blade of the Mo Gong Sword touched the weak water, and instantly lost the sword energy entanglement, and returned to an ordinary sword blade.

And Shui Yaoyao's countless weak water columns took advantage of the victory and swept towards Xiang Yingqiong.

Shui Yaoyao's weak water was very powerful, and it would rot as soon as it touched the body, giving the flesh no chance to resist at all.

Xiang Yingqiong didn't dare to be careless. Looking at the weak water column rushing towards him, he quickly stepped on the Nine Nine Palace Steps to dodge.

Shui Yaoyao frowned. She didn't expect that such a dense attack could be dodged by the opponent with footwork.

"In this case, then come more!" Shui Yaoyao shouted, and once again mobilized the weak water around her body to form a new wave of attack, bombarding Xiang Yingqiong.