Fantasy: All my skills are passive

At this time, many spiritual cultivators understood that the silver needle was a harmful thing.

He immediately took up his true energy and wanted to smash the silver needle.

However, Fan Jianbi was skillful in using micro-clearing needles and could control them like a finger. The 150,000 silver needles were like flying mosquitoes under his true energy, constantly shuttling in the crowd.

People are often attacked from both sides. On average, each person has to face twenty or thirty needles, and these silver needles will go away when touched.

People around him kept falling to the ground after receiving several needles in a row, and those who were standing were faced with more silver needles.

The flaw attack ignores the level difference. Even if there is only a 1% chance of triggering, as long as it is triggered, it will cause a fixed 10% internal damage. Add in the continuous damage, it will be 20% internal damage, which is useless to land gods!

The disciples on the mountain couldn't help but get excited when they saw this situation.

At the same time, they chanted Gatlin Bodhisattva's Ode.

Everyone in Xuanyuan Sect was heartbroken.

This weird attack method has already made them tired of dealing with it, and now there is a cry that echoes from the mountain, resounding from heaven to earth. Who can withstand it?

However, the distance of only a few hundred feet turned into a natural chasm!

For a moment, everyone could no longer withstand the pressure, abandoned their helmets and armor, and fled backwards in a hurry.

Several elders were already stunned.

Among the people who rushed up at the end, there were also spiritual cultivators in the realm of divine transformation, but even these people couldn't withstand many silver needles. Moreover, Fan Jian seemed to know which people were stronger, so he paid special attention to taking care of these people. Facing hundreds or more silver needles.

Elder Dugu said in a deep voice.

"Have you noticed that no matter what your cultivation level is, as long as you are pricked by seven or eight silver needles, you will be seriously injured? If you are pricked by silver needles ten times, you will definitely die!"

Elder Xu nodded and said.

"Indeed!"

Elder Yin's expression changed and he said quickly.

"The leader said he has already experienced it, could it be..."

Several elders suddenly looked shocked and quickly looked at Xiao Guizang.

Xiao Guizang's face turned red and he said quickly.

"Do you think it's possible?"

Several elders did not speak.

But it can be seen from the expression of the leader.

Very possible!

At this time, the scene has shown a one-sided trend.

The low-level cultivators present were struck by at least six or seven silver needles. Although they were not dead, they were still unconscious due to internal injuries.

Fan Jian did not kill the divine cultivators who had not reached the Nascent Soul realm. After all, they were all human beings. If he continued to kill them, he would probably become a murderer in the future!

He has no mercy for those who have surpassed the golden elixir realm! Most of these people have transformed into Nascent Soul and escaped.

At this time, the only ones left on the field were Yuan Changgong and a few elders who were in the Dacheng realm.

Yuan Changgong's face was as gloomy as water.

He never thought that the final result would be like this!

I thought I could take advantage, and later used this to blackmail Qingmumen into handing over the Beidou Resurrection Pill and end the war!

Even if he failed to avenge his two sons, at least he would give the Qingmu Gate a painful kick!

However, this is how things turned out!

Not to mention taking advantage, they didn't even break through the mountain gate!

Looking at the unknown boy showing off his power and spirit in front of him, the anger in Yuan Changgong's heart could no longer be contained!

He immediately pulled out the low-grade earth-level long sword Hengtiansuo and shouted angrily.

"Stop being so arrogant! The eight sword-suppressing moves are amazing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the sword energy coming vigorously, arriving in an instant.

Before Fan Jian could react, a figure suddenly jumped out and with a wave of his hand, he blocked the knife.

Elder Tie was seen standing in front of Fan Jianjian holding the Heavenly Casting Hammer in his hand, and said with a smile.

"Junior Brother Fan, you have nothing to do here. Leave the rest to us!"

With that said, the other elders also jumped out.

Elder Yin raised his hand and disappeared like water vapor in front of everyone.

Elder Xu took a sip of wine and said in a deep voice.

"Let me do the first battle!"

After saying that, he jumped up, raised his hand and punched Yuan Changgong.

Yuan Changgong quickly drew his sword to parry, and when his fists and swords touched each other, a wave of air came up, almost knocking Fan Jian off his feet.

Fan Jian quickly returned to the mountain gate.

When Elder Yin saw this, his bracelet flashed, and a jade pipa appeared in his hand. He flicked it with his ten fingers, and a killing sound suddenly came out.

Elder Xu laughed loudly, took another sip of wine, and sang along with the song:

"Drunk three thousand cups of Chunyang, holding the cup with a sword to ask if the wine is full!"

"It's true to be drunk when the iron crutch is hovering, and it's true to run towards the wine jar when you stumble!"

"Zhongli held the altar and drank with his head raised to the sky. He laughed so much when he was drunk that he didn't want to wake up!"

"Guo Lao throws the cup and kicks it in a series, and the donkey is smiling with joy!"

"Uncle Guo, raise your glass and make a toast again, your eyes will be drunk and your mind will be full of energy!"

"Caihe bows down to drink from a bottle, hoping to be drunk until dawn!"

"Xiangzi's long Xiao blows away from people, and when he is full of wine, he stirs up his breasts and plays with ghosts and gods!"

"The fairy lady walked gracefully as if she were flying when she was drunk, and mistakenly used a lotus flower as a wine glass!"

"The Eight Immortals are so drunk that they forget about the world, and there are no more difficulties in the world when they are drunk!"

As he sang a long song, the eight drunken immortal fists flew in succession.

The fists are full of energy, and there are shadows of alcoholic fists everywhere.

Yuan Changgong blocked with his long sword. Just as he was about to raise his hand to counterattack, Elder Xu raised his hand to press down the sword, then turned around and punched again.

The power of the punch does not look as powerful as the sword, but only knowledgeable people know that Elder Xu compresses the true energy of each punch.

Under the infusion of zhenqi, the fists and fists have the potential to break through mountains and have full internal strength. Even if Yuan Changgong's long sword blocks the punches, the five internal organs will still be damaged by the force of the fists hitting the cow across the mountain.

Coupled with the constant playing of Jingxin Pu by Elder Yin's magic weapon Jingxin Pipa, Yuan Changgong seemed to be able to resist, but in fact he had already suffered numerous internal injuries.

The elders of Xuanyuan Sect were furious when they saw this.

"Master! I'll help you!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward.

Eight people entered the scene one after another, entangled with each other, and surrounded Yuan Changgong and Elder Xu.

When Elder Dugu saw this, he frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Eight Gates Absolute Formation!"

"What formation?" Fan Jian asked in surprise.

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the leader of the battle, Gong, suddenly blocked Elder Xu with a knife as if he had divine help. He took a step back and shouted in a deep voice.

"Eight Sword Control Styles! Go!"

The eight elders immediately changed their positions after hearing this. One of them raised his hand and concentrated a ball of true energy to hit Yuan Changgong. Yuan Changgong swung his long sword. Before the sword came out, a sword force filled the surrounding area.

When Elder Xu saw this, he frowned immediately, took a sip of wine, and drank loudly.

"You won't get drunk after a thousand cups!"

I saw Yuan Changgong's long sword being struck down heavily, causing a burst of sword energy to spread out, covering Elder Xu in an instant.

"boom!"

After an earth-shaking loud noise, they saw that the place surrounded by the eight elders was covered in dust and rubble flew everywhere, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.

Fan Jian was shocked when he saw this.

However, Elder Dugu said with a sigh of relief.

"Thankfully, Junior Brother Tie has quick eyesight and quick hands!"

Only then did Fan Jian realize that Elder Tie was no longer here.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Elder Tie showed a burst of bronze all over his body. He held the Sky-Forging Hammer in one hand and said with a smile.

"Old drunkard, it's my turn for the second round!"

Elder Xu smiled immediately after hearing this, and jumped back to the mountain gate with the wine bottle in hand.

Elder Tie waved the Sky-Forging Hammer and looked at Yuan Changgong coldly and said.

"The eight-door formation? I will use this sky-casting hammer to break your formation today!"