I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"San Yuexian City laughed at Kongtong, colluded with the holy slaves, and brought disaster to the city of the sky. From now on, it will be included in the White Clothes Killing List of the Temple of the Holy God."

"San Yuexian City, the location of the Eastern Region Sword God Tian Bazun Realm of the affiliated force, will return to the control of the Holy God Palace from now on."

"During the operation in white, if you encounter resistance, first suppress it; then kill those who are stubborn."

"This decree is specially drafted and announced to the world."

Everyone on the Void Island was still amazed at the moment when Kongtong killed the semi-holy incarnation of the Three Emperors Yan Wushi with a sword, and the holy voice rang out in the sky.

On the ruins of the First Temple of Sin, a black and red scroll spread out, enlarged in everyone's sight, and almost filled the entire sky.

What is on it is just a declarative description of the ancient text, which does not have any power.

But this kind of thing was announced with a semi-sacred decree, so one can imagine the importance of the event and the far-reaching impact.

"The semi-holy decree has come out, so the smile on Kongtong in the mirror will no longer be fake!"

"The Temple of the Holy Spirit may not be able to arouse widespread approval in the spirit refining world in terms of certain things, but before such important occasions and important announcements, they will not jump to conclusions without evidence."

"Ah? Doesn't this mean that my senior brother didn't run away? You are so confused, my senior brother, how can you get involved!"

"It's too early for you to cry, let's see who this semi-holy decree came from, maybe, your elder brother will soon cease to exist."

"What's the meaning?"

"Fall!"

Accompanied by the hustle and bustle of discussion on the void island, above the ruins of the Hall of Sin, Yan Wuse squeezed his hand, and the semi-holy decree in his palm turned into a light spot and merged into the way of heaven.

This imprint was imprinted into the spirits of all the spirit masters on the void island. After leaving the Void Island, they will naturally publicize this matter.

Yan Wuse wasn't afraid, he just kept a hand in everything.

——If he failed to kill Xiao Kongtong here, and what happened later.

A tree grows old and hangs its beard, and a person grows old.

Even with absolute confidence,

Yan Wuse will not be as blind as Rao Yaoyao, his roots are always in all directions.

"Holy recovery."

With a wrong fingertip, a snap of the fingers.

The holy power gathered on the head, only the mouth of Yan Wushi appeared, and the upper half of the face that had not been fully condensed was also fully restored.

So far, without any external interference or obstruction. The three emperors were colorless and had returned to their peak state.

"Crack!"

He turned his head, pinched his knuckles, and his bones cracked, like the first lazy waist stretched out to welcome the morning light after a long sleep.

After being lazy, it's time to get down to business.

"Interesting, interesting."

"A Xiao Kongtong pretending to be the eight gods, a Xu Xiaoshou pretending to be Xiao Kongtong, a Meisi who cut off No. 2, an immortal body and five decays... so many!"

"A lot of jumping clowns!"

Yan Wuse counted his fingers, and found that the "abnormalities" he observed since he was suppressed could belong to the real business, but he couldn't count them at all.

But these self-talks alone, after spreading, caused an uproar on the Void Island.

"The Eighth Sword Immortal doesn't exist?"

"Five declines of heaven and man with an immortal body?"

"This one of the King of Hades, isn't he a body of decay? He and he have two bodies? Are they all five great bodies?"

"Old Yan is wrong, right?"

"Impossible, Mr. Yan can't be wrong!"

"That's all of us, all played by them?"

Yu Lingdi also looked suspicious.

But he moved very quickly. Seeing that Yan Wushi had fully recovered, he flashed away immediately with an expression of wanting to leave this place.

"Old Yan, do I need to follow you..."

He had already unbound from the Gate of the Second Face, but before he could finish talking, Yan Wuse disappeared.

The afterimage in front of me dissipates, and in the teleportation mirror technique

head, but a colorless figure flashed out.

"This speed..."

Everyone gasped.

From the Temple of Sin to the Fallen Abyss, even the most proficient Taixu expert in escapism would take a long time.

Yan Wushi's kung fu in the blink of an eye is close to teleportation, is it done? Fall into the abyss.

He spat, rubbed his hands, and straightened his pale golden hair from front to back. Yan Wuhui raised his head with a half-smile.

"Ten breaths?"

The wrinkles on his forehead were pinched, and the eyebrow on the right was raised high, "I made an incarnation of the emperor's mind, you seem to be crazy?"

Xiao Kongtong's eyes were slightly condensed, his expression was solemn, and he never answered.

The frenzied wind of falling into the abyss made his clothes rattle, and no one from the whole island came. This scene made him feel more lonely.

Laughing Kongtong is like an emotionless swordsman, holding the sword and waiting for the opponent's arrival alone.

But now, the other party arrived as promised.

"Then the emperor started counting?"

Yan Wuse whistled, and raised his first finger, "Sun wheel." Or this trick?

Everyone was stunned before the teleportation.

But before they began to question, everyone saw the light spots gathering behind Yan Wuse, and the thin sun discs gathered together at the same time.

In an instant, tens of thousands of blazing suns appeared, almost blinding the eyes of all the spectators.

The intense light even caused Yan Wushi's body to lose other colors, leaving only the blackness of the backlight.

Laughing Kongtong's heartbeat stopped suddenly.

He also thought about retorting.

Who would have thought that there are tens of thousands of sun discs that Yan Wuse's main body can summon! He can cut a piece of solar disk, but what about the tens of thousands of solar disks?

"Go."

Yan Wuse didn't even make any unnecessary movements, just gave an order.

The tens of thousands of sun wheels that were summoned without any effort rushed towards Xiao Kongtong at the same time.

Laughing Kongtong liberated Wuxiang Sword Body almost at the same time.

His flesh and blood dissipated in an instant, and the Kongtong Wuxiang sword danced from front to back in his hand, implying four or two strokes of a thousand catties.

With the help of the power of "dial" in the three thousand swordsmanship, this sword shifted the tens of thousands of days that contained terrifying energy to the back, and then sent it back to the front.

"Hidden Sword Art Nawudao."

Laughing Kongtong didn't return the tens of thousands of sun wheels to the other body in the same way. Instead, when he opened his mouth to swallow the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword into his body, he swallowed it together with the power of the sun wheel.

"oh?"

The expression on Yan Wuse's face suddenly brightened.

However, after seeing the Wuxiang sword body on the opposite side swallowing such a majestic energy, it lost its shape, leaving only the human form outlined by the group of sword intent, sword energy, and sword intent, which suddenly swelled.

The power of tens of thousands of sun wheels was held by the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword standing on the spine, as if it was hidden back in the scabbard.

after this……

"Infinite Numbers · Watching One Cut!"

Laughing, Kongtong opened his mouth and spat out, stretched out his hand and pulled Kongtong Wuxiang Sword out of the scabbard like Wuxiang Sword Body.

The power of tens of thousands of sun wheels was digested in an instant, turning into tens of thousands of resonant sword lights, cutting towards Yan Wushi.

"Yo ho ho?"

Both Yan Wushi's eyebrows flew up.

He has learned about ancient swordsmanship, but too few people use Tibetan swordsmanship, even rarer than the number of ancient swordsmen.

It is really unexpected that Xiao Kongtong can apply it to such a situation. But……

"That's it?"

Faced with the light of tens of thousands of sword thoughts superimposed with the infinite power of the first level of Nine Swordsmanship, Yan Wuse's body shattered and exploded into spots.

"Shhhhhh!"

The endless sword light slashed towards the Thousand Miles Teleportation Mirror Technique in a very impactful way, as if it was about to fly out.

This gave people an infinite visual impact, frightening everyone, covering the corners of their eyes with blood and tears, all retreating, cursing.

But tens of thousands of "Guan Yi Zhan", under the guidance of Xiao Kongtong,

The one who was beheaded was by no means someone outside of the Thousand Miles Passing Mirror technique, let alone Yan Wusei, but this authentic way. I only heard chi chi chaotic sound of heaven and earth ruled the road, and they were all cut off like bubble phantoms.

Among them is the Way of Light.

Cutting the Dao of Light was naturally to force Yan Wushi's figure out.

"have a thought."

Sure enough, as soon as the road was broken, Yan Wuse came back holding his chin, he had nowhere to hide.

But the tens of thousands of "Guan Yi Zhan" circled in the void again, and they all slashed back to Xiao Kongtong's direction.

Laughing Kongtong didn't incorporate them into his body.

Instead, Mo Jianshu was urged to guide them in a way that he could manipulate the torrent of sword energy.

"Qinghe Sword Realm."

With one order, tens of thousands of "Guan Yi Zhan" who should have returned to their bodies gathered into a torrent of blue sword energy.

This sword combined the first realm of Nine Swordsmanship, Hidden Swordsmanship, and Mo Swordsmanship, and slashed towards the body of the elemental body with real damage!

"Wow~"

Yan Wuse let out a strange cry, which was really shown.

If it is said that simply watching a cut does not pose a threat to his body. Then this Guan Yi Slash, which has undergone tens of thousands of power multiplications, increased damage and real damage, is enough to make his heart beat slightly faster.

"Disc Moon."

Withdrew ten miles in an instant, widening the safe distance of life.

Yan Wuse stopped laughing, twisted her fingertips into flowers, and condensed a thin silver moon in front of her.

Disc moon, innate spiritual skills.

It can swallow most of the energy attacks, and it can also swallow all the abilities of the light system, turning it into the defensive power of Die Moon itself.

In Yan Wuse's eyes, there are no levels of spiritual skills, only the use of them.

At the moment, Disc Moon is the best spiritual skill that can consume the power of the sun and improve one's own quality.

And while resisting Guan Yizhan under the blessing of the holy power, it can use the improvement of defense power to weaken Guan Yizhan's attack.

"laugh!"

There was a crackling sound.

The first Taoist slash easily tore through Die Yue's defense.

Ke Yan was colorless and took another half step back.

With a touch of his fingertips, his calculations were extremely precise, and 9,999 disk moons were condensed, and the moon's blocking path was drawn in front of him.

Guan Yichuan instantly penetrates everything.

While tearing off the last layer of the disc moon, its remaining energy, which is colorless, can be stopped with one finger.

Yan Wuse responded to all the rest in the same way. This attack, which seemed to be close to life and death, finally ended with Yan Wuse retreating ten miles, lowering his eyes and stroking his beard, gracefully blocking and slashing Wan Guan with his fingertips.

Everyone before the teleportation mirror was stunned.

"This control... I'll go, it's so wonderful!"

"'Die Yue, the level of spiritual skills is not high, why is it in the hands of Yan Lao, I can see the feeling of Shengwu?"

"Is this the light of refining spirits? Is this the fighting consciousness of the three realms?"

"Brother, no matter how you look at it, there is no chance of winning at all. How could Xu Xiaoshou be able to do a good-for-nothing old man before? This is too, too..."

On the falling abyss, Xiao Kongtong froze in place, feeling that this was too dreamy. He wasn't surprised that Yan Wuse was able to block his attack, but the calculation was so precise that he didn't even use any extra force, and finally pinned his fingertips to his Guanyi chop. He never thought of this!

"Congratulations, you successfully fought against Bansheng and survived the first round." Yan Wuse disappeared ten miles away like an outsider, but clapped his hands beside Xiao Kongtong, "But my emperor, I have figured out your combat strength." Laughing Kongtong suddenly tilted his head.

Yan Wuse returned to the original position, with his hands outside his waist and legs, and he swung them down.

"Zizi——"

The purple robbing light gathered in Yan Wushi's palm in an instant, and finally extended and turned into a stun gun.

The purple electric gun pointed into the ground, and its tail came out of the top of the head. The electric snake swam away, crawling all over the body, giving the colorless color of the pale gold robe adorned with the color of willful domineering. "Electric gun!"

Laughing Kongtong's heart sank.

this gun is not

It is a spiritual tool, but a spiritual skill.

If it is said that the previous Die Yue was a small fight.

That electric gun is the real peak holy weapon, and it is the first famous skill that Yan Wuse used to kill the "Light of Refining Spirit" in the past.

This holy martial arts, one shot and one catastrophe, is extremely violent.

The most bizarre legend is that Yan Wuse once used this spear when he was young to beat Yi Zhan Dao out of the Thunder Tribulation of Nine Deaths.

Then, under the thunder calamity of nine deaths, it is unreasonable to expose the life to death! Xiao Kongtong saw this electric gun and immediately thought of his current state.

"Are you ready for the demigod?"

"Maybe, something unexpected will happen next!"

Yan Wuse seemed to be talking to himself, and after a chuckle, a spark of electricity came out of the electric gun in his hand, and he rushed forward.

"Nine Swordsmanship Nine Buddha Coffin Protector!"

The Kongtong Wuxiang sword in Laughing Kongtong's hand immediately plunged backwards, one divided into three, three divided into nine.

At the same time, the gods and Buddhas opened their eyes, and nine Mishi Buddhas appeared to protect him.

And Zhou Jiujian turned into a closed sword coffin, locking him firmly in it.

The array technique in the Nine Swords Technique combines the power of the current gods and Buddhas, and turns the virtual into reality-this can minimize the damage of attacks that cannot be dodged in the future.

"The power of a bullet makes you laugh and be generous."

Rao is laughing, Kongtong tried his best, Yan Wuse came to the nine great Buddhas, and only laughed out loud.

He didn't even need to use his spiritual skills anymore, he swung the electric gun in his hand and slashed away fiercely.

"boom!"

Wanli Space was blasted by the electric gun on the spot.

The entire mountain that fell into the abyss was bombed once... no, the entire mountain range was completely wiped out by the lightning.

The avenue of endless rules was revealed, but it was shattered on the spot like a teleportation mirror.

"Fuck!"

The eyeballs of everyone in the first hall of sin almost didn't pop out.

They jumped back together, feeling as if they too had been shot. When they came back to their senses, they all looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to speak, but soon, someone broke the deadlock.

"open!"

"Again!"

"Uncle Ni, hurry up and prescribe it, I'll give you the medicine!"

The big man hastily swallowed the elixir, and then started the Thousand Miles Passing Mirror technique with trembling hands, with regret already in his eyes.

But curiosity, after all, also occupies a larger proportion of his total emotions. The mirror is reopened.

However, falling into the abyss, the phantom of the Mishi Buddha has been lost.

It is conceivable that the combination of the Nine Swordsmanship and the Heart Swordsmanship was blown away by the electric gun.

The big man was looking for it, and soon he found a cracked sword coffin thousands of miles away.

It is still shooting far away, with no loss of potential!

It passed through the mountains and the jungle, and it was clearly pulled out of the abyss by a single shot!

"brush."

Yan Wuse confronted him with a stun gun, and raised it high.

Hidden in the sword coffin covered in blood, Xiao Kongtong, whose formless body had been collapsed back to its original shape, only panic and bewilderment remained on his face.

"Finish."

Colorless, one shot after another.

boom!

The sword coffin was shattered, and the nine swords were broken and returned to one state.

Xiao Kongtong temporarily liberated the Wuxiang sword body again, trying to avoid the damage, but the Wuxiang sword body was exploded again by absolute power.

The Kongtong Wuxiang sword was thrown out, and the sword escaped from the master's hand. The group of sword energy, sword intent, and sword thoughts exploded all over the sky, and a streak of blood was drawn in the void.

Xiao Kongtong seized the opportunity, withdrew his remaining strength, barely condensed back into a human form, and still had half a breath left.

"I have a chance, I still have a chance!"

"He must have regarded this as phantom swordsmanship, and thought it was an illusion created by me temporarily to deceive him. After all, phantom swordsmanship is my root."

"In fact, these are all true. I can't react to the attack of the incoming electric gun at all... But he doesn't know these things. He must think I'm strong..." Chick!

Yan Wuse, who suddenly appeared behind him, turned his back to him, and with a spin, a fall, and a thrust of the electric gun, he nailed Xiao Kongtong into the void.

"Zizi..."

The current surged, and the thoughts stopped.

Laughing Kongtong's face was stiff and his hair stood on end.

He lowered his head powerlessly, but saw a purple electricity passing through his heart.

This electric gun has an indeterminate shape, and the tip of the gun is blood-stained, coquettish and beautiful.

Laughing Kongtong's pupils finally lost their light.

"Uh uh uh uh..."

His body began to twitch, his consciousness began to blur, his teeth chattered and made uncontrollable noises.

"Boy, what about the ten breaths?"

Yan Wuse slid his elbows on the stun gun, leaning against his back, tilting his head back, his blond hair hanging down.

He turned his head so that he could just see the convulsively smiling Kongtong's side face, then he grinned and said:

"Your arrogant ten-breath time, do you rely on the mercy of the enemy to bestow it on you?"

"If it's just like this, my lord, I will be very disappointed."

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