Fantasy: My skills are all passive

"You must be pretending to be calm! It must be like this, you must be in pain now, don't hold back, it will be much better if you vent it!"

Taoist Wendu couldn't figure out Fan Jian's state. No one had ever healed his black poisonous mist in such a short time, but he still said to Fan Jian bluntly out of face.

Fan Jian didn't speak, still looking arrogant, smiling and watching Taoist Wendu going crazy!

"You boy, your expression is really annoying! No matter whether you are okay or not, poisoned or not, I will get rid of you today, otherwise it will be hard to get rid of my hatred!"

Taoist Wendu walked towards Fan Jian while talking.

"Old miscellaneous hair, wait a minute, are you going to provoke an all-out war between the Ministry of Medicine and the Ministry of Plague? Don't you know that you will be severely punished if you openly provoke a fight in the Lingxiao Realm?"

Fan Jian was not afraid of Taoist Wendu at all, looked at him with his head held high and said.

"Hmph, I don't need you, a country bumpkin from the mortal world, to remind me of the rules of the High Heaven Realm. I have been in the High Heaven Realm for tens of thousands of years. Don't you know it better than you?"

Taoist Wendu looked at Fan Jian with disdain and said.

"But you plotted against the law, used drugs and drinks to plot against the gatekeepers of the Nantian Gate, attempted to break into the Nantian Gate, and descended to the lower realm privately. Anyone in the Lingxiao Realm who sees this kind of thing will be punished by everyone!"

"Maybe if I kill you and go back, I can still receive the reward! Hahaha!"

"I was worried that I would not have a chance to deal with you, an annoying boy, but you came to my door by yourself! I wanted to wait until the medicine fight conference to figure out a solution, hehe!"

"Since you can't wait, let's settle the old and new accounts together today. Don't you want to go back to the mortal world? I will send you back completely..."

Speaking of this, Taoist Wendu's eyes instantly became sinister and vicious.

"I hear what you mean, are you planning to find a way to kill me during the medicine fight meeting?" Fan Jian's smiling expression was a little creepy!

Taoist Wendu didn't speak, it was a tacit agreement.

"Is it like you poisoned the oriental medicine to make Yao Cangsheng?" Fan Jian stared and continued to ask.

"Boy, do you know a lot?" Taoist Wendu neither admitted nor denied it.

"But now you're looking for death and doing this thing of trespassing on the South Heaven Gate, knowing that it's meaningless!"

"Hey, you old bastard, you are really good at slandering people. I'm here to invite two immortal generals to drink. The two adults were too drunk to drink and passed out here!"

"How did it come out of your mouth that I have been plotting to break into the South Heaven Gate for a long time? Since when did I overwhelm them with drugs, you have to tell me clearly!"

"Furthermore, in this Lingxiao world, there is plenty of aura, and the food is incomparable in the mortal world.

I have stayed here well, and my cultivation speed is fast, so why do I have to go down?You are such an interesting person! "

Fan Jian was still quibbling non-stop.

"Come on, boy, don't brag! What am I doing? I'm the second in command of the Ministry of Plague, and I deal with various medicinal materials every day. Can you deceive me with your little tricks?"

Taoist Wendu shook his head and said with a sneer.

Hearing this, Fan Jian suddenly lowered his head, and then laughed coldly.

"I forgot about that, you are also a person who can make medicine... You are not as stupid as you look, old bastard!"

"At first I just wanted to sneak down to the 33rd level of spiritual cultivation world to meet my wives, and I didn't want to do so many things.

But since you have seen it all, you know it all, and you are not the kind of person who will keep your mouth shut for me. "

"So stay, then disappear, and keep it a secret forever!"

Fan Jian raised his head suddenly, two rays of light shot out from his eyes.

"Hahaha... You kid is really a bumpkin from the mortal world. You don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth. Do you think you haven't reached the realm of a land fairy? Can you kill me?"

"You may not even be able to beat any immortal soldier or general in the Lingxiao Realm, let alone the God of Plague who uses poison. You really make me laugh out loud!"

Taoist Wendu laughed loudly, mocking Fan Jian non-stop.

Fan Jian smiled, and walked towards Lord Wendu step by step.

"Old miscellaneous hair, how do you feel about your internal injuries? Is it particularly comfortable? Will you be a little disadvantaged if you fight with me with your injuries?"

Hearing this, Taoist Wendu was startled, and remembered his internal injuries.

"Boy, you don't have to scare me. Although your skills are weird, I don't know how you hurt me!"

"But if you think that you can kill me like this, then you are too far-fetched!"

Taoist Wendu always felt weird in his heart, but he couldn't explain why. As a ten thousand-year-old god in Lingxiao Realm, he never thought that Fan Jian would have the hope of surviving against him.

However, his always cautious character made him decide to act first. In the face of victory and massacre of the enemy, it doesn't matter whether you lose face or not.

I saw Taoist Wendu talking, and the black poisonous mist in his hands was constantly condensing and coiling, blasting towards Fan Jian.

"Well, you old bastard, you don't talk about martial arts like this, and you sneak attack before you start, it's really not a thing!" Fan Jian still smiled, and let Taoist Wendu run towards him.

But the Jingji long sword in his hand has been unsheathed, ready to kill the opponent at any time.

Seeing that Fan Jian didn't dodge, Taoist Wendu secretly rejoiced, the poisonous mist in his hand became thicker, and he was ready to kill Fan Jian with one move!

Fan Jian straightened his chest, and took hold of Taoist Wendu's claws, still smiling. This smile shocked Taoist Wendu, but at this time, he couldn't care less.

Fan Jian's Poisonous Body skill felt the attack of the poisonous mist, and opened it instantly, frantically absorbing the energy of the poisonous mist.

The poisoning symptoms that Fan Jian should have appeared, and the injuries that should have occurred did not appear at all. The plague Taoist hit him as if he was tickling Fan Jian!
Taoist Wendu widened his eyes in shock, shook his head vigorously in disbelief, and continued to increase the output of the black poisonous mist.

But who knows, Fan Jian is still calm and unaffected by the black poisonous mist.

"You..." The fluster in Taoist Wendu's heart became stronger and stronger, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that it was too late.

"You have been playing Ding Ding Dang Dang for a long time, how can you just leave? I should play next?" Fan Jian said while suddenly pulling out the long sword of Jingji.

The Six Illusions Sword Art was activated, and the energy flowed through the fire veins, and a crimson flame sword energy was seen, passing through the right arm of the Taoist Wendu, and the black poisonous mist in the right hand disappeared instantly.