I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Xiao Qixiu had a frightened look on his face.

He didn't feel that the other party was arrogant, and even after hearing this, he confirmed his inner judgment on the person in front of him.

Only those who really understand the masked man can know that he is not talking nonsense, but is really telling a fact.

"Your sword trembles."

The masked man came out unceremoniously, looked at Xiao Qixiu whose face changed in shock, and continued:

"A sword cultivator, if he can't even hold his sword firmly when facing the enemy, how can he protect everything he wants to protect?"

"Even if standing in front of you is an enemy you never imagined facing!"

Xiao Qixiu looked at Su Qianqian in his arms, his eyes gradually became firmer.

He was right, no matter who the enemy is or how strong it is, the sword in his hand will never tremble!

"but!"

The masked man changed the subject, and his voice was as cold as a sword, piercing into people's hearts: "The sword is the leader of a hundred soldiers. You are timid before fighting. You are already trembling. How can you fight again?"

"People who are afraid of the Tao, how can they talk about cutting the Tao?"

These eight words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and Xiao Qixiu's mind went blank in an instant.

"Zhan Dao..." He murmured in a low voice, without even realizing it, a sense of defeat had begun to radiate from his body.

"In the battle for the Great Dao, if you fail once, you will be forever lost."

"How can a person who is trembling while holding a sword be able to go on? I advise you to give up early, maybe you can live a more leisurely life."

The masked man chattered incessantly, and Xiao Qixiu's sense of melancholy was even worse.

He felt that he was that dim star at this moment, and under the light of the bright moon, he had to be careful even to shine.

"laugh!"

Seeing that his aura seemed to be lowered into the dust, the masked man sneered at the right time, and said: "It seems that the way you entered is not very good. Others can take it away with a few words?"

Xiao Qixiu woke up instantly, dripping with cold sweat.

Take the way?

He is taking my way? !

The battle for the throne is actually a battle for the Dao. If anyone who realizes the Dao is completely crushed, he will truly be doomed and never recover.

It's like when one's beliefs are overthrown, one will truly lose one's direction in life!

Xiao Qixiu and the masked man both practiced swordsmanship, but he was told that he no longer believed in himself. If this continues, the way will be ruined, and he will either die or be disabled!

Fear came to mind after a while, but Xiao Qixiu was a little surprised. The camps of the two sides are different, and even though Dao Dao is vicious, it is understandable.

But, this masked man was obviously about to succeed, why did he wake himself up?

This kind of enlightenment doesn't seem to seize the Tao, but more like strengthening one's own Dao foundation!

Thinking of this, Xiao Qixiu looked strange.

If it were another person, he would definitely not be able to shake his belief so easily. It could even be said that in battles at the throne level, there were very few people who truly succeeded in seizing the Dao.

But the people in front of me are different, and my own way may have come to an end...

It is his shadow!

"But so what?"

Xiao Qixiu clenched his long sword tightly, his eyes were as bright as the moon.

Maybe without the oppression of the masked man, he still couldn't understand clearly, but at this moment, he only felt that his state of mind was extremely clear, and his spirit and soul were washed away.

My generation of monks, what we pursue is nothing more than the word "killing gods"!

Even if the person standing in front of him is the god in his heart!

"Leave the sword!"

Saying these words for the third time, Xiao Qixiu's whole body seemed to have completed his transformation. He was lined up in the night sky with sword intent all over his body, as if the night was about to be torn apart.

"Ah!

The masked man sneered, turned a blind eye, turned around and walked away, "Take someone away, I don't want to kill people tonight."

Xiao Qixiu was stunned, he didn't expect such a result.

He wanted to go forward, but reason advised him not to do so, the person in front of him was...

But isn't the way I just realized is to go forward indomitably?

despair!

Taking a step forward, he found that the front of his chest was being grabbed, and when he lowered his head, Su Qianqian was pursing his lips and shaking his head slowly.

For the little girl in her arms, is the famous sword or life?

This is a difficult choice.

But she has already given the answer!

However, Xiao Qixiu...

"Life, or the Way?"

He was silent, even his footsteps were stopped.

The night wind was cold, blowing the entire back mountain, the sea of ​​flowers was messed up, and the sound of geese passing by was frightening.

The shadow of the masked man got longer and longer and faded. He had been waiting for a long time, but the people behind him still didn't catch up.

... so be it!

Shaking his head slightly and sighing, his figure disappeared around the corner.

"You worry too much, you are not suitable for sword training, give up!"

With a bang, Xiao Qixiu's re-solidified avenue was on the verge of defeat again under these words, and it was actually shattered.

He clenched his long sword tightly, his eyes full of disbelief, but the building was about to fall, and it would be difficult to reset it.

Su Qianqian also showed a look of horror, she didn't expect that Xiao Qixiu would encounter such a life-and-death crisis just one step away.

"Master..."

Xiao Qixiu gritted his teeth with a pained look on his face, but there was blood dripping from the corners of his lips.

"It's okay...poof!"

A mouthful of dark blood was sprayed directly on Su Qianqian's terrified face. It's not a problem, it's a matter of life and death!

With a bang, Xiao Qixiu's knees hit the ground, and his body exuded the rotten air that only the dead can have.

He quickly threw Su Qianqian out, but the little girl struggled to come over with tears in her eyes.

"do not come!"

Xiao Qixiu pierced the ground with a sword, his eyes full of remorse.

wrong!

I was wrong!

He has really seen the method of killing and killing people.

The masked man first helped himself to stabilize the Dao foundation, and by the way set up an indomitable goal of "killing gods", but he knew that it was impossible for him to take action against him.

Once again reversed, as long as he failed to keep up and draw his sword, it would be denying his way!

been tricked...

"laugh!"

Xiao Qixiu's whole body was cracked, and his body was even more deadly.

For those who have been truly robbed, it is even more difficult to protect themselves.

And what he is facing is a strong man like the masked man. I am afraid that today, he will be doomed!

"Master!"

Su Qianqian cried out in a sad voice, she wanted to abandon her sword to protect her, but she never thought that she would not be able to keep her.

Looking at his beloved disciple, Xiao Qixiu let out a forced smile, but when he was about to die, he realized something.

To be honest, I really can't blame the masked man for what happened to me.

If you can keep up in the end, dare to draw your sword...

Perhaps, he could even succeed in cutting the Dao directly!

He stared at the end of the road where the figure of the masked man had disappeared, and couldn't help clenching his fists. Obviously, the opportunity had already been given to him, but he miscalculated.

"You don't need to come here, as a teacher..."

Xiao Qixiu closed his eyes in pain, as a teacher... that's it!

boom!

At this moment, there was a bang at the end of the road ahead, as if someone had been hammered to the ground.

The master and apprentice, who were weeping bitterly in Houshan, were stunned at the same time, and looked at each other one after another.

In the direction of the far corner, a large pit suddenly appeared. When the smoke and dust faded, one could see the masked man holding the black sword on his chest, also in a daze.

Slap!

Slap!

The sound of blood dripping was extremely clear in the quiet night.

Xiao Qixiu's two eyeballs almost popped out, and at this moment, even his own intention of defeat was stopped.

The masked man was pierced through the chest with a sword!

"This……"