I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Liberated state, the divine envoy of heaven, has fallen?

Under Mei Jiren's sword, he couldn't even take out the slightest defensive means, his mind was cut off, and he became an empty shell?

At this moment, everyone on Void Island felt incredible.

If we talk about Jiang Buyi's holy fall last time, everyone only saw the final outcome - the half holy turned into clouds and dissipated in the sky.

But I don't know what happened before, so I can only feel that Void Island is really a sacred place, but that's all.

So this time, the image of the Liberated State-Tianji God Envoy is so sacred, and his ability is so powerful.

Everyone's memory of this most powerful puppet of Heaven's secret clearly still stays at the moment before he fought fiercely with the two kings of Hades. As soon as the screen changed, Mei Ji took him away with a sword strike.

How scary?

How scary?

Everyone is waiting, waiting for number two to suddenly tremble, and then use the power of the law of heaven or other things to recover quickly.

The entire void island was dead silent.

But one breath passed, three breaths passed, ten breaths passed

This time, the envoy of Heaven's Mystery seems to have really left!

What was left was only that puppet wearing holy white armor, with twelve wings of light on his back, wielding the sword of the holy order, and with a holy halo on his head... the secret puppet!

It's just a shell, a body, it has lost its soul, and it can't even be called "he" anymore!

"The Divine Envoy of Heavenly Chance, isn't he known as the 'strongest demi-saint? How could he be killed with one blow?" Someone said in a daze. "The strongest half-sage? That's the strongest half-sage in this era. It depends on who you compare with! These days, who doesn't have a title, and you don't know who the sword is?"

"Mr. Hasen? Isn't he already out of date..."

"Obsolete? The old man is just aloof from the world. You really think that when you start practicing, others have to stop and wait for you!"

"But, one sword? He only made one sword..."

"You're not from the Eastern Region, are you? Have you ever heard of the story that there was a man, the Seven Swordsman, who took the head of the previous Hall Master of the Holy God Hall?"

"Yuta?"

"yes,

Mr. Ji Ren and Mr. Yu Tu are people of the same era, and they are of the same height to discuss the Tao side by side. What is so special about him beheading a new era's secret creation with one sword? "

This is beyond words.

It is true that from an objective point of view, it seems that if you think about it carefully, the situation in front of you is nothing more than such a simple reason. But if you want to return to thinking, be objective and objective.

The impact of the old sword Shengmei's sword is still too much!

After the Temple of Sin was blown up, it fell into the eyes of everyone on the Void Island. Mei Jiren basically didn't make a move, and stayed in the backcourt. Xu Xiaoshou, Huang Quan, Five Declines of Heaven and Man, Yan Wuse, No. 2, Eighth Sword Immortal...

People and ghosts are all on the show, but Mei Ji stands idly by.

Suddenly he drew his sword, and the world fell silent.

How can this not make people crazy?

"Holy Fall"

Compared with Jiang Buyi's fall, the fall of No. 2 was too quiet and bizarre.

If he hadn't demonstrated his super combat power before, some people would even mistakenly think that No. 2 is paper.

Therefore, it's not that the gods made him weak, but that sword was really too strong!

And if Mei Jiren hadn't invited all the people on the island to leave the Soul Prisoner's place before he drew his sword, I'm afraid the aftermath of the sword could take away thousands of spiritual masters.

Thinking about it this way, no one panicked.

In the battle situation, he retreated to the rear, but Huang Quan, who saw more carefully, stared at No. 2 motionlessly.

"There is still life"

"But only the body is still active, and the mind and will have all been emptied, just like a scroll of life filled with ink, which has been erased to the blank at the time of birth."

"Even if he can be resurrected, maybe it should be another person... Well, it is a living body, whether it is a human being is another matter." Huang Quan observed more carefully than outsiders.

But what he got was also number two.

A sword erases the conclusion.

With such a conclusion, Huang Quan couldn't help but frown tightly, feeling a strong discomfort.

"It's the second...

Shengyun one, you can have it.

Two holy meteors, on the same day?

This is definitely where something went wrong!

In this world, there is no such an exaggerated coincidence—it happened that two of them fell within one day of the half saint!

Huang Quan turned his head without leaving a trace, and glanced at the five declines of heaven and man, whose eyes still trembled.

He moved a little away.

"There's always some karma involved..."

It is better to believe in what is there than to believe in what is not.

Although it seems that all of this has nothing to do with the "Body of Decline" or the "Blood World Orb".

But if you think about it carefully... Hey, there are traces to follow!

When the Southern Territory accepted the five declines of heaven and man, Huang Quan knew how the "Shu Jinmen" disappeared.

It seems that it has nothing to do with the five declines of heaven and man!

But isn't that situation similar to what's happening on the Void Island now?

"One, two, maybe three?"

Huang Quan glanced around, and saw that there were many semi-sages present, all of them had death looks on their faces!

It doesn't even need a good reason. It is true that one of them died suddenly, lay down, and disappeared.

Because the five declines of heaven and man are present, the decayed body can bring bad luck to those around it silently, regardless of enemy or friend.

The Blood Orb was present, one of the top ten supernatural weapons, special enough to be called "the source of disaster, the guide of death". No, two guides succeeded!

They are all half saints!

"It's not me..." The Heavenly Man and Five Decays obviously sensed Master Huang Quan's strange gaze, and also realized something, shook his head in a low voice and said, "I didn't cast a spell."

Huang Quan frowned under the mask, and moved further away, "From now on, don't talk to me."

The five declines of heaven and man are at a loss for words.

After Huang Quan paused, he remembered something again, and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you sacrifice just now?"

"right."

"Are you alive again?"

"yes."

"you"

At this point, Huang Quan's spiritual sense moved, triggering the danger limit switch he had set for himself - no need, you can't communicate with the five evils of heaven and man for more than three sentences.

He sensibly didn't ask any more questions, fearing that he would be contaminated, he ordered in a low voice: "Find a time to escape first."

"I will leave the void island first, and then I will pick you up later. At least one of us can leave this place and build a space-time channel outside. This seat will not be interrupted by external forces."

"what about me?"

"I said, you have to stay here first, just find a place to hide, you don't seem to die... Well, there is no need to answer this question."

The Five Decays of Heaven and Man: "..."

Huang Quan took the opportunity to hide in the second time and space, his figure faded away and left a task before leaving:

"It's more chaotic, it's better to die a few more here, you can do it, but you don't need to do it specially, you just need to hide and be present."

The Five Decays of Heaven and Man: "..."

He paused, remembered something, and said with a dark smile: "Master Huang Quan, have you ever thought about what is guiding you to leave now and where you are going?"

Huang Quan's figure solidified instantly, his eyes under the mask were full of horror.

This trip to death?

Is this the guidance of the Blood World Orb?

But looking back at the situation on the void island, where is there a place that is more dangerous and easier to fall than staying here? "Shut your stinky mouth."

"Then I wish you the best of luck..."

"Shut up!"

"oh."

"By the way, if possible, what about Shi Zuying...?"

Huang Quan's voice froze, thinking of

Shi Zu's shadow staff must be implicated in that person, his figure disappeared suddenly, and he didn't dare to stay any longer, "It's nothing, let's do it like this, don't contact me if you have nothing to do...well, don't do anything if you have anything to do."

At the same time, Mei Jiren finally received the Taicheng Sword.

Prajna Wu cut off the liberated state and the god of heaven, but failed to bring much turmoil to his calm state of mind.

To outsiders, this is the invulnerable hexagonal warrior, the strongest demi-saint.

In the eyes of Mei Ji, this is just a toy made by a young junior.

very strong...

But limited.

There are actually many places that can be targeted, and it is placed on the void island, which makes this toy very difficult to deal with.

But as soon as the restriction is lifted, the third-rate Hongmei can be played, and the Hannya can be played.

In other aspects, there are naturally other sword skills that can be targeted.

I can't find a point where I can fight the God of Mystery, and I feel that the God of Mystery is invincible. This can only prove that the practice of ancient swordsmanship is not yet mastered.

After all, the three thousand swordsmanship covers everything.

Looking at it from this level, Tianji Technique is only one of the Dao, nothing more.

"I don't know about this, whether Xu Xiaoshou can realize it..."

Out of the corner of his eye, he took away the exclamation remaining in the eyes of the eight masters without leaving a trace, Mei Jiren raised the right corner of his mouth slightly, and quickly pressed it down again.

He shook off the paper fan, stabilized his rhythm, and gently shook it twice leisurely, letting the breeze blow his face to take away the heartiness from his heart, and then he took advantage of the situation to look at Xu Xiaoshou.

One breath, two breaths...

Waiting for three breaths is enough.

Mei already has a lot of experience, so she smiled and said:

"how?"

Xu Xiaoshou stared straight and straight, turning back and forth on No. 2 and Mr. Jiren who had lost their "soul", circling around several times before he could barely speak:

"Good, so strong"

That's it?

Mei Jiren suppressed the urge to raise her brows, and still had a spring breeze on her face.

Soon he realized that it wasn't that Xu Xiaoshou couldn't give a higher evaluation to this sword, to his teacher.

Rather, he was so shocked that for a while, he could only use scarce words to describe what he saw and felt.

It makes sense.

Mei has encountered similar situations too many times.

The sense of accomplishment of being a teacher, to put it bluntly, doesn't that come from it?

"How much have you learned?" he asked again.

"A little bit..." Xu Xiaoshou recalled the sword just now, and felt that his memory had been lost to Prajna, and he couldn't remember more. But these things were firmly eaten by the kendo plate, activating a lot of relevant information in the mastery of swordsmanship.

What is forgotten is not necessarily lost, but may also be precipitated. At a certain point, with a lot of accumulation, a similar sword will come to fruition.

"A little bit?" Mei Ji was a little dissatisfied, because he heard that Xu Xiaoshou was not being humble this time, nor was he upholding Gu Jianxiu's excellent character.

"A little bit." Xu Xiaoshou chuckled and said again.

The Meisi people are also satisfied.

He still wanted to say something, but suppressed these impulses again, shook the paper fan, closed it, carried it behind him, and retreated to the backcourt.

Xu Xiaoshou immediately felt that this was the boss!

There is no such thing as a real boss who sings "I come from the west" when he comes out, for fear that others will not know that you are a big boss.

look!

This is the true style of a sword saint.

Killing a person in ten steps, not staying behind for a thousand miles, brushing off your clothes when the matter is over, hiding merit and fame deeply. (Note)

Don't say a word, merits and demerits, let future generations comment.

Xu Xiaoshou could already hear all kinds of words praising Mr. Jiren after the dead silence on Void Island, rude, speculative, emotional, etc.:

"Fuck! What a sword!"

"This is the second realm, is this Prajna?"

"Who said that Gu Jianxiu has fallen, this girl is not bad

Fallen, then the spirit refining world is taken out, how many can defeat the ancient sword cultivator? "

"Is it because of the decline of ancient swordsmanship, not Gu Jianxiu... You only see the glory of this moment, how can you know the bitterness behind his back?"

"Indeed, but if it hadn't been for Mr. Ren showing mercy just now, wouldn't we not be able to get out?"

"Yeah, yeah, those gray mind prisons are simply suffocating!"

The voice of discussion was one wave after another, Xu Xiaoshou listened to it, and understood it again.

It turns out that you don’t necessarily have to stand in the crowd and shout “I’m actually a semi-holy” to get the passive value. There is also such a subtle and silent pretense like Mr. Jiren... Well, the brush method.

Taking a secret look at Mr. Ren, Xu Xiaoshou thought that he had a higher opinion.

Absolutely!

Mr. Ji Ren really deserves the word "Sword Master", but his face is expressionless, as if the sword just now has nothing to do with him, and it is not him that everyone is talking about.

At the same time, seeing the people on the Void Island come back to their senses, they smiled and hid the waves in their eyes in time.

With his chest upright and his head held high, he took a step forward, squinted at No. 2 who was only a puppet, and then glanced at the scene of the three elephants guarding the emperor, and said with a snort:

"I said, I don't even need to do it myself to deal with you."

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned for a moment.

Can you rub it too? You are so good at it!

Can you learn from my teacher, that's called "demeanor", you think you didn't expose yourself early enough!

However, the spiritual masters on the island have to say that there are still people who respect the eight gods, and it is impossible for everyone to think of anything based on a single sentence.

With the image of "Three Elephant Judi" in front, for a while, everyone was amazed when they heard this voice that should have been murmured, but for some reason it was able to reach everyone's ears.

Naturally, there were many discussions about the "Eighth Sword Immortal", and almost half of the "Mr. Hasen" was divided.

Mei Jiren squinted her eyes, and silently aimed at a certain figure's back.

A certain figure from the back obviously felt something, and his spine felt a chill, but the blurted words were like splashed water, there was really nothing he could do except continue to maintain his demeanor and not turn back.

After the turbulent meeting, Jiyu will be there for a while.

The relief and slack in killing No. 2 with a single sword can't last long, because there is still a Yan Wushi on the scene that hasn't been fully settled.

The Three Elephants Detain Emperor, just arresting him, cannot completely suppress and seal Yan Wuise to death.

In order to get real relief, under the current situation where the hatred value is completely full, to bury one of the three emperors here completely, and to open the way to escape from the void island, two things are necessary.

After erasing No. 2, Xu Xiaoshou hadn't even seen the Eight Masters' successors. He really didn't want to stay like this and continue to be tricked by others.

He can easily think of the plan of the eight masters:

Either he really has no other backup, and Mei Jiren is the biggest pawn in his plan.

Either this game is not the last moment he expected, so the second player, or even himself does not need to appear.

But the second is more terrifying!

The two of them have died, and the chess game is not over yet, how can this broken place continue to stay?

At that time, the fame will be earned enough, and the passive value will be enough, lifeless flower!

"Teacher, sir... ah bah, Lord Bazun, what should we do next?" Xu Xiaoshou made a decision, but still asked.

At this moment, without waiting for Mr. Yourself and the fake eight masters to reply, a voice of coquettish shouting came from afar, containing suppressed anger.

"Where is Huangquan!"