Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Fan Jian dodged the attack of the sword energy with a flash, and then turned around to look.

"Boy, you really don't take the road to heaven, but you break into hell without a door!" Fan Buwei, who had just slashed out a stream of sword energy, stood behind Fan Jian and said with a ferocious face.

"Originally, you went to the Medicine Department, and it was really not easy to move you, but I didn't expect that you would offend Qingting yourself and run into this gun."

"Are you stupid?"

"It turned out to be you, I was just about to find you!" When Fan Jian saw that the person was his old enemy Fan Buwei, his blood and anger surged instantly.

Before, when he was in the 33rd God Cultivation World, Fan Buwei was not doing anything and attacked Fan Jian, causing the Saint Gu to almost die.

Fan Jian has always remembered this account.

"Boy, you are not really naive enough to think that if you can defeat a few immortal soldiers and generals, you can also defeat me, right? What gives you such great confidence?"

Fan Buwei held the crescent moon blade in his hand, frowned and looked at Fan Jian and said.

"Old buddy, it has been a long time since I let you taste the taste of blood. Today I will let you drink enough!"

The long-handled broadsword in Fan Buwei's hand is called the Thunder Crescent Moon Blade. It is a low-grade weapon of the immortal extreme. It has been with him in the battlefield for many years.

It is made of the stone of heavenly thunder, has the attribute of thunder force, and has an extremely domineering power.

"Boy, I told you before that when we were in the mortal world, you were lucky to win me."

"My strength was limited at that time, and I couldn't use the Tianwei skill, otherwise you couldn't even touch my heels!"

Fan Buwei laughed loudly, and looked at the immortal soldiers and generals behind him and said, "Don't interfere, I want to kill this annoying boy with my own hands!"

"Hmph!" Fan Jian didn't want to argue too much. He really didn't take Fan Buwei seriously now.

"Don't overestimate your own abilities!" Fan Jian shouted angrily, drew out the Jingji Sword and slashed at Fan Buwei.

"Come on!" Fan Buwei raised his sword to block. The collision between the Jingji Long Sword and the Yanyue Big Knife instantly stirred up a wave of air, blowing the immortal soldiers and generals behind Fan Buwei away from their feet!

After a hard fight, Fan Buwei felt Fan Jian's power. His facial expression was shocked and hesitant, and a little bit unbelievable, which looked very exciting.

"Boy, in such a short time, you have grown to this level?"

"Hmph! You will be surprised later!" Fan Jian said, raising Jing Ji and attacking again.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" Fan Buwei said to himself while resisting Fan Jian's attack.

When Fan Buwei first met Fan Jian, Fan Jian was just a kid in the Nascent Soul Realm. It has not been long since he came to Lingxiao Realm, and he has been promoted to the Saint Realm. This speed is really too fast.

This is the first point that shocked Fan Buwei.

The second point is that although Fan Buwei has not reached the realm of Daluo Jinxian, he is a thunder warrior known for his combat power. He fought a tie with Fan Jian, who has not even reached the realm of land immortals. How could he not be shocked?

The third point is that his weapon is a fairy weapon of the upper grade of the fairy level, while Fan Jian's long sword is at most a heavenly upper grade, and he can fight with him.

These made Fan Buwei's mentality a little broken, and he only focused on defense and did not know how to attack for the time being.

Fan Jian became more and more courageous as he fought, and he made more than a dozen consecutive strikes, forcing Fan Buwei to retreat.

"What do you think, Fan Buwei, do you still think you can kill me now?" Fan Jian stood with a sword in his hand and said proudly.

"You..." Fan Buwei was speechless for a moment.

Fan Buwei stabilized his shocked mood and thought secretly in his heart.

"This kid can't be left alive. He grows so fast. If I don't take the opportunity to kill him this time, I will be the first one to suffer when he grows up in the future!"

In an instant, he seemed to have made up his mind. His eyes became extremely fierce. He stopped talking and raised the Thunder Crescent Blade with both hands, slashing a huge thunder blade towards Fan Jian.

Fan Jian did not dare to be careless. He raised the Jingji Long Sword to resist. After the blade, Fan Jian actually felt a little numb in his arms.

"That's good. Let's do it again!" Seeing that Fan Buwei had regained his fighting spirit, Fan Jian's competitive spirit rose again and he was full of fighting spirit.

"Six Voids and Eight Swords, the wind comes from freedom!"

Fan Jian swept forward with the Jingji long sword in his hand, and eight powerful sword qi came out of the sky, attacking Fan Buwei from different angles.

With the addition of the wind vein sword qi of the Six Void Sword Art, these eight Xunfeng sword qi were extremely powerful, constantly rotating and strangling, and in an instant they had arrived in front of Fan Buwei.

Fan Buwei did not expect Fan Jian's attack to be so fierce, and hurriedly raised the Thunder Crescent Blade and cut out multiple sword qi to resist the sword qi.

But the sword qi and sword qi of the wind came from freedom, like a gust of wind, invisible and invisible, entangled with each other to avoid Fan Buwei's sword qi, and finally hit Fan Buwei from different directions at the same time.

"Ah!" Fan Buwei roared in pain, blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, his hair was scattered and fluttering wildly, and his clothes were also cut into several large holes by the Xunfeng sword qi.

"You despicable mortal, you dare to hurt me, you are courting death!"

Fan Buwei was furious, he raised the Thunder Crescent Blade with both hands, and attacked Fan Jian again.

"Heavenly Thunder Blade Technique, Sky-breaking Thunder Blade!"

Accompanied by Fan Buwei's roar, the Thunder Crescent Blade slashed towards Fan Jian, and at the same time, a huge sword energy condensed on the blade.

The sword energy was so powerful that it actually split the clouds of Lingxiao Realm. The sound of thunderstorms was endless, and this sword seemed to attract all the thunder and lightning.

Fan Jian opened his eyes wide, and his true energy was madly poured into the Jing Jichan long sword.

"Six Voids and Eight Swords, Kundi Sword Force, the earth has great virtue!"

The defensive sword force has been raised, and the earth vein sword energy is thick and strong, wrapping the Kundi sword force and surrounding Fan Jian.

The thunder blade energy slashed on the Kundi sword force, making a violent thunderstorm sound, crackling and pleasing to the ears.

After a while, the thunderstorm power withdrew, and the Kundi sword force also aged. Fan Jian withdrew, and except for a little numbness in his arms, he was not injured.

This round was considered to be Fan Jian's upper hand.

"How is it possible? How is it possible? How can a mortal boy like you resist my thunder blade slash!" Fan Buwei looked at the intact Fan Jian and was hit hard.

Even the immortal soldiers and generals behind him did not expect such a result, and stared at the battlefield situation in amazement.

"Fan Buwei, you have all the advantages in this Lingxiao Realm, but you still can't do anything to me. Are you angry?"

Fan Jian saw that Fan Buwei was very angry, and teased him in a mean way.

"You lost because you are too arrogant and look down on others. Today I will teach you what it means to look at others with new eyes after three days of absence!"