I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"Attention, passive value, +782."

"Suspected, passive value, +624."

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.

There was no way that even one person would have thought that the young man would say such an obscenity when the whole audience was staring at him like this.

Most importantly, this guy is a holy slave!

Look at those two guys with green faces on one side, they...

Hey, this is also the first time I have seen this kind of situation, how come I am so surprised?

"Is this really a holy slave?" Everyone in white looked at each other in blank dismay.

Don't blame them for eavesdropping.

It is true that Senior Wuyue can put a few great talents aside and choose to talk to this young man first, which is already an extremely eye-catching thing.

And now, even Gou Wuyue himself seems to be exposed to this situation for the first time...

Xu Xiaoshou's mouth seemed a little too sharp.

Gou Wuyue tightened her grip on the sword.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, he pondered for a while, and opened his mouth.

...close again.

Then, under the searching expression of the young man in front of him, he suppressed his frowning brows and said in a strange voice, "Are you serious?"

"Hmm~"

Xu Xiaoshou made a nasal sound.

"Admired, passive value, +421."

"Admired, passive value, +669."

"Worshiped, passive value, +342."

All the white clothes went crazy.

"uh-huh?"

"Fuck, this kid is crazy, he used 'hmm'? He talked to Senior Wuyue, did he use 'hmm'?"

"Even if the king of heaven falls in front of me today, my grandson will never bend down to help him. Today, I will obey this guy!"

"Hmm...how confident is he!"

"He's so ordinary, he's just a young man, he, he...how could he have the confidence to say such a thing, and still want Senior Wuyue to agree to his rude request?"

"When a snipe and a clam fight, whoever wins goes with whom?"

"Niufu, what the hell!"

The scene was extremely silent.

But under Bai Yi's crazy sound transmission, the space was slightly rippling.

Everyone stared at that innocent and cute guy, it was really hard to imagine how well this is a greenhouse flower protected by the elders, so that at this age, it can still maintain such a childlike innocence and speak such immature words.

this……

It's so immature that you can pinch water out, it's so itchy that you can't help but want to pinch it on the spot!

Gou Wuyue took a deep breath.

The manipulative operation that Wen Ming made to Vigil in the ancient book space appeared in his mind. At that time, he didn't know why Vigil was forced to be like that by a mere young man.

"You know who I am, right?" Gou Wuyue burst out laughing.

He was relieved and let go.

He seemed to see himself as a child.

"I know!"

Xu Xiaoshou nodded seriously, "Didn't I just say that... huh?"

As he spoke, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he muttered in a low voice: "So you are such a Moonless Sword Immortal..."

Afterwards, bowing solemnly, Xu Xiaoshou straightened his waist high and shouted loudly: "Aren't you the one who is said to be able to kill the second son of the holy slave and run away, and chase the seventh son of the holy slave..."

"???"

Everyone staggered immediately, almost kneeling directly.

Gou Wuyue's old face flushed instantly.

"stop!"

With a shout that was several times higher than the decibel of the young man in front of him, he suppressed the rainbow farts that filled the sky,

The hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

We only met each other, and he, Gou Wuyue, who was famous for his first life, was almost turned into a flattering existence by this kid, and was almost destroyed!

Who can stand this?

"Since you know who I am, you still dare to joke with me?" Gou Wuyue's face became serious, and there was already a cold sword intent in her eyes.

"I'm not joking, I'm serious."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded, "I have something against you, Moonless Sword Fairy."

handle……

handle……

"???"

"Suspected, passive value, +733."

"Admired, passive value, +666."

Not only did the white clothes froze, but even the storyteller, who couldn't help but want to step forward and drag the embarrassing thing back, stopped in his tracks.

He and Tzenchov looked at each other.

The latter was carrying a comatose person on his back, with a dazed expression on his face, as if he was asking if this kid has always been in this state?

The storyteller's eyes responded, how could people know? You might as well ask the one on your back!

"handle?"

Gou Wuyue whispered, raised the famous sword high and horizontally, and said coldly: "You can choose to say, but if this does not constitute the so-called 'handle', I will 'draw the sword', understand?"

Xu Xiaoshou immediately felt a chill down his spine.

Know what!

You are so poisonous!

How dare I talk to you like that?

But if you have a handle, you still do it?

If you want to do this...

"Then I choose not to say it."

Xu Xiaoshou dodged and hid directly behind the storyteller, and glanced at the red in front of him. He moved silently and came to the back of Cen Qiaofu.

Immediately, he poked his head out from behind the masked man's shoulder: "I can choose what you said."

Gou Wuyue's forehead twitched.

"Being glared at, passive value, +1."

There was a sudden rustling among the white-clothed crowd.

Just as he was about to make various slight movements, he suddenly felt that the sword intent covering the sky had been covered, and he became solemn and solemn in an instant, turning into a sculpture in white, standing upright.

"Be in awe, passive value, +315."

"Hahaha……"

Tzenchov threw back his head and laughed.

In the past, he didn't know why the first seat always treated this young man differently, but after this confrontation, he already felt that the temper of the boy hiding behind him was so right.

"explain!"

Lowering his tone with a sullen face, Cenchov threw his small ax with a sneer, and said disdainfully: "He Gou Wuyue dared to 'draw the sword', but he couldn't 'draw the sword'. Today the sky is falling, and I will bear it for you!" !"

Say it.

Turn your head away.

Cen Qiaofu's eyes were burning: "Xiaoshi Tanji, understand?"

I know shit!

I'm not a curse, pull out a bird!

Xu Xiaoshou secretly glanced at Gou Wuyue, panicked.

That's a sword fairy!

You are so old, can you stand it?

Xu Xiaoshou didn't dare to speak anymore, he felt that he was too impulsive.

In this kind of scene where big shots gather, the best way is to eliminate your own sense of existence, how can you stand up and speak like this!

That broken mouth of his would cause trouble, so he didn't have a clue?

Xu Xiaoshou lowered his waist.

But Tzenchov was even angrier.

"Xiao Shi Tan Ji!"

As soon as he drank, the admiration in his eyes turned into coercion, Xu Xiaoshou trembled, and immediately flashed back behind the storyteller.

The storyteller slightly tore open the high-forked red skirt, his skin was icy and his face was full of spring breeze.

Xu Xiaoshou's heart twitched, and he retreated immediately.

Who are these people? I'll go!

What pile did I get into?

Why do you have to stare at me and talk first, can't you fight yourself?

There is the pressure of Gou Wuyue in front of him, and the pressure of Cenchov beside him...

A hall of the Holy Spirit, a holy slave...

This is two men who are advancing and retreating!

Xu Xiaoshou had no choice but to give up, why did the Wuyue Sword Immortal grab him for no reason?

He retreated a few steps, away from these two groups, hesitated for a moment, and said weakly: "It's hard for me to do it like this..."

After pondering for a while, Xu Xiaoshou asked with an inquiring look: "How about this, I have a clue, and I won't say much, just half of it, and no one will be offended?"

"..."

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The scene was quiet for three breaths, and then...

"Questioned, passive value, +741."

"Being convinced, passive value, +666."

"Admired, passive value, +232."

"Admired, passive value, +418."

After the audience was sluggish, the information bar suddenly began to refresh the screen.

Then, the information suddenly changed.

"Being glared at, passive value, +2."

"Being hostile, passive value, +2."

"Under oppression, passive value, +2."

"Sneak attack, passive value, +1."

Fuck! ! !

Seeing the word "sneak attack", Xu Xiaoshou's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"Ni... keep people under the sword! Keep people under the sword!"

He let out a cry, and without even thinking about it, he performed the "disappearance technique" on the spot, and then "reached the sky in one step", directly escaped from the golden cicada's shell, and moved away.

"Whoosh!"

"boom!"

A burst of sword energy shot out, but it was cut off by Cenchov with an axe when it was adjacent.

The void rippled.

Immediately, it was in all directions, as if the mirror surface was shattered by sound waves, and it was smashed immediately.

But the space has not been completely shattered, but under the guidance of Shifang's sword intent, it turned into countless small swords in the void, and they returned to the paved space tightly.

The mirror of heaven and earth wants to be shattered, but manpower does not want it to be shattered.

The world was stitched together by manpower, and the world of Sword Realm was born.

"Sword Realm... Realm!"

Cenqiaofu only paused for a moment, then realized that Gou Wuyue's realm had opened, and he let out a loud shout.

At the same time, the storyteller turned his palms up, and the golden light of "yin and yang life and death" scattered in his hands.

The word dances and comes out lightly, reflecting the whole world.

"wrong!"

The gods call for the spirit, and the heaven and the earth return to the sound.

The rules of the avenue are forcibly disordered at this moment, and time and space are dislocated and overlapped. If two clouds meet, they will not be separated from each other.

Then the storyteller Lan Hua pinched her fingers and tapped lightly in the air.

"point!"

All the white clothes felt a blur in front of them.

The sword world created by Gou Wuyue disappeared as if it had been moved away.

Instead, there is a brand new space.

It's just like……

Everything went back to the moment when the four holy slaves stepped out of the gap in the space of the White Cave.

"what happened?"

Everyone just felt their scalps go numb.

Few people can fully understand the violent collision between the two sides just now.

But at that moment, the Heavenly Dao was in chaos, and everyone felt as if they had completely lost their defenses.

If at that time the enemy chooses to act...

"Hiss~"

"Nimma's!"

"What kind of ability is this man in the red skirt? After so long, the research team still can't give an accurate characterization?"

"It's like this every time, I don't know how I died!"

Some people are terrified, while others are calm.

"Don't worry, we still have Senior Wuyue in charge!"

...

On the other side, Xu Xiaoshou was so scared that he almost peed.

This motherfucker didn't move at all, so she just killed her!

Do you want to be so exaggerated? He's just a baby so easy to cut...

He didn't even dare to get rid of the disappearing state. He moved in space many times, but at a certain point, he stagnated as if he had hit a wall.

"really……"

Xu Xiaoshou felt cold.

It was the same as meeting the storyteller at that time.

Sure enough, I can't get out!

But thinking about it, the storyteller has become so strong.

If Bai Yi didn't exile the entire space under such a prepared situation, then Cen Qiaofu and the others probably wouldn't be interested in listening to their own beeps just now.

"Can……"

"Do it?"

Feeling the suppressed atmosphere, Xu Xiaoshou glanced at each other, Gou and Cen, who were full of murderous intent, had soft feet!

"Wait a minute."

He lifted the disappearance state and appeared from far away.

Everyone in the field immediately turned their heads and stared at the past.

"Suspected, passive value, +611."

"Conjecture, passive value, +499."

"This guy……"

"That's right, did this guy disappear just now? He didn't die? I thought he died on the spot."

"Disappearance technique!"

"If he is Wen Ming, it should be the disappearing technique... There is still space to move, my good guy, what is the origin of this guy, so many magical skills?"

"This cultivation is still alive, it's already amazing..."

The white clothes talked a lot, and finally remembered that the fuse of the confrontation between the two sides was actually the young man who should have died in the collision.

"Xiao Shi Tan Ji..."

Gou Wuyue turned her head to look at the young man, a look of sincerity flashed in her eyes.

The magical disappearance technique, and the space rules that should not appear on young people with low cultivation...

No wonder this guy was able to make fun of the storyteller in the White Cave!

In the first round of verification, Gou Wuyue got the answer she wanted.

He didn't continue to speak, but turned the sword back with his backhand, and slowly covered the scabbard.

"despair."

"Sneak attack, passive value, +1."

Nima!

Seeing Gou Wuyue withdrawing his sword, Xu Xiaoshou thought that the matter was over, so he was thinking about his words, thinking about how to say it better.

Unexpectedly, this move is exactly the same as his "West Wind Withered Snow"...

No!

Enhanced Edition!

Once the body disappears, it appears.

Xu Xiaoshou looked indifferent.

But relying on the powerful "swordsmanship proficiency", he found a gap at the critical moment, allowing the invisible sword energy to pass through the body.

Indirect immunity to damage!

"Rumble..."

But there was a muffled sound from far behind.

Xu Xiaoshou turned his head in shock, seeing a scene he will never forget.

I saw that the shadowy mountain peaks buried in the clouds and separated by countless thousands of miles, at this moment, seemed to have been filled up by a painter.

A straight horizontal line cut through, and the smoke and dust billowed, like the noisy sky before the volcanic eruption.

The mountain range was actually broken!

From west to east, it is difficult to see the border with the naked eye, but the mountains are so up and down under this sword...

broken!

Cut the peak with one sword, piercing the sky!

"Ah, motherfucker..."

"This, is the Sword Immortal?"

Xu Xiaoshou felt that he saw God!

Where is this person?

This is fairy! !

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought he was dreaming, a daydream that was so absurd to the extreme and so funny that it would make people laugh.

Not really.

That dream really happened, right in front of my eyes, just thousands of miles away.

The scene that should have been out of reach is now shocking.

It is conceivable how big the movement must be in a place thousands of miles away.

——That is even scarier than a volcanic eruption!

"I……"

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't hide it anymore, he felt that if he didn't say anything, he really had no chance to say it.

But……

He does have a handle.

The handle is Gou Wuyue's apprentice, Lu Ke who is still frozen in Yuanfu's refrigerator.

But now, does he dare to take it out? Dare he say it?

Xu Xiaoshou's calves were trembling.

He has seen the real Taixu, the real power of the sword fairy.

A true power without the suppression of the small world space, and one of the world's rule-makers, so he has no scruples about making a move.

The damage of this sword really refreshed the peak combat power in his worldview.

"I……"

Xu Xiaoshou swallowed, but stuttered for the second time.

He shook his fingers a few times, feeling that his clothes could no longer cover the sweat under his armpits, and something was dripping down.

Can I really take out the Luke ice sculpture?

Can I say it?

Are these "handles"?

Will Gou Wuyue be afraid of threats?

"Huh~"

With mixed feelings in his heart, Xu Xiaoshou closed his eyes heavily.

God, where are you, please come quickly and save me!

I can kowtow! ! !

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