Fantasy: All my skills are passive

The unspoken rules of the world of spiritual cultivation.

Above the saints, do not enter into ordinary struggles.

The realm has entered the saint level, and every move has a heaven-shaking influence.

You can also see the battle between Xiao Guizang and Gu Bufan.

The same goes for battles between saints.

The battle between Sakyamuni Wusheng and the Blood Demon was just because the Blood Demon had no cultivation base and no skills.

If the Blood Demon had the same profound and thorough skills as Wu Sheng, the outcome of the battle would not have been so careless.

The reason why Li Yansi said this was because he was sure that Gushengren would not break this unspoken rule.

Gushengren sneered, and in a flash, he was already in front of Li Yansi. With a flick of the red gauze, he grabbed Li Yanjing's neck like an arm and lifted him up.

"you……"

Li Yansi's hands and feet were tightly bound by the red gauze, and he stared at the Saint with wide eyes.

The saintess looked at him as if looking at a leaf, and said in a calm tone.

"You don't need to tell me what I should do! If I want to kill you, no one can stop me! Rules? Do you think I am a rule-abiding person?"

The disciples of Mofamen saw Gusheng holding Li Yansi in his hand, but they did not dare to say a word, for fear that Gusheng would anger them.

But he saw the saint sneered, raised his hand to collect the red gauze, threw Li Yansi to the ground, and said in a deep voice.

"However, I don't have to participate in this battle, but you remember!"

The Saint Gu said, looking around at everyone with cold eyes.

"These people are all members of my Yun Yu Sect. If one of them dies, every one of you present will definitely die!"

Everyone was suddenly shocked.

What else to fight?

This is not to tell them clearly that I am the only one allowed to hit you!

Is there any royal law?

When Fan Jian heard this, he quietly gave a thumbs up to Gu Shengren.

Li Yansi frowned, stood up and said with a sneer.

"Okay! Then please ask the saint to be a witness. One-on-one, it will save you from saying that our Mo Dharma Sect is not moral!"

Fan Jian stood up and said with a smile.

"You're still fighting one against one, don't waste that! All of you people in the Golden Core Realm come together! I'll fight you all by myself!"

Before Li Yansi could speak, Han Wenju stood up and said.

"Who do you think you are? Do you have any say here? Whoever kills Yan Chengshi, I will fight him!"

Fan Jian looked at him and said with a smile.

"Who are you?"

"I am the lecturer of Mo Dharma Sect, Han Wenju, and I have cultivated to the fourth level of Nascent Soul. You..."

He saw Fan Jian grinning, and when he heard the words Yuan Ying Fourth Grade, he immediately raised his hand and waved, Jing Ji was already in his hand, the sword clanked, and he saw a sword energy rushing towards Han Wenju.

Han Wenzhou frowned, turned sideways to avoid the sword energy, and said angrily.

"Boy, do you want to die?"

Fan Jian said nothing, and another sword energy surged out.

Han Wenju couldn't bear it any longer, jumped out, raised his hand and struck with the king's sword.

This sword was called Sweeping the Eight Wastes. The sword energy was restrained at first, but when it got close to Fan Jian, a wave of sword energy showed an aggressive force. The sword body swept across, and a dazzling white light suddenly bloomed.

Fan Jian did not dodge, and then made a move that shocked everyone.

He saw him bend his knees and brace his horse, and opened his mouth at the speeding sword energy.

Before everyone could be shocked, they saw the sword energy being sucked into his mouth like a cloud of mist.

And burped.

This time, not only Mofamen, but also Gu Shengren and others were shocked to the point of being speechless.

When did he still have such ability?

Eat sword energy?

"Your sword energy is of average quality! Sai Ya!"

Fan Jian said while picking his teeth.

Murder and heart-wrenching!

Han Wenju frowned. He had already noticed that this boy was unusual, and he immediately said in a deep voice.

"You like eating, right? Let's see if you can eat it with this trick!"

As Han Wenju spoke, he moved the sword with one hand and swung the sword, instantly generating thousands of sword energy.

Attack the city with the power of the royal sword!

Seeing the chaotic sword energy coming to Fan Jian in an instant, Fan Jian was indeed a little overwhelmed. It wasn't that he couldn't eat this sword energy, but that he couldn't start with it.

Just like although cactus is edible, no one eats it with its thorns!

But if you can’t eat it, then stop it!

Fan Jian was seen activating the sword pill, Kundi's sword force was guarding and defending, and a sword energy barrier like an eggshell was formed around him.

No matter how wild the sword energy that attacks the city becomes, Kundi's kindness will resolve it all.

Li Yansi frowned upon seeing this and said in a deep voice.

"Stupid! If you don't have good sword energy, you can't do sword moves?"

Han Wenju suddenly understood, and he quickly raised his sword and stabbed Fan Jian's ribs.

Fan Jian immediately cursed angrily.

"Thief, stab me in the waist? If you hurt me, my two ladies will demand your life!"

As he spoke, he dodged sideways, raised his sword to the left, and kicked Han Wenju with his foot.

Seeing this, Han Wenju wanted to parry with his left hand, and then counterattacked with his right hand drawing his sword.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his left hand touched Fan Jian's leg, a huge force came out, followed by a crisp "click" sound.

That foot unexpectedly kicked Han Wenju's arm off, shattering his ribs and lumbar spine, and instantly kicked him away. He fell hundreds of meters away, his whole body like mud. , bleeding from all seven orifices, and died on the spot.

Then he saw a Nascent Soul float out from his body, and he stood there in a daze.

It seemed that even the Nascent Soul itself hadn't reacted yet, and it was already dead.

The disciples of the Mo Fa Sect were already shocked.

What kind of monster is this man?

He ate the sword energy and kicked a fourth-grade Nascent Soul cultivator to death with one kick?

Even if Han Wenju was not a body forging expert, he had cultivation to support him. Was the protective Qi on his body just a decoration?

At this time, Fan Jian was actually more shocked.

Even he didn't expect the power of this kick.

He almost forgot that there was still unrefined relic energy on his feet.

This energy is now squeezed on his legs, and it is much stronger than the power when it was free at that time.

Li Yans looked at Fan Jian's legs in shock and said in astonishment.

"Who are you?"

Fan Jian wanted to say that he was from the Qingmu Sect, but suddenly his eyes turned and he said with a smile.

"I am the future head of the Sakya Sect! Master Mengyi!"

Li Yans sneered, without any trust in his words.

But he had to be on guard.

This kid's skills are unique and can absorb sword energy.

His strength is also extraordinary, he can kick a fourth-grade Nascent Soul to death with one kick.

He is only eighteen or nineteen years old, at most in his early twenties, and his cultivation is definitely not higher than Han Wenju.

With such strength, he will definitely be a big threat to the Mo Famen in the future!

This kid can't be kept!

Thinking of this, Li Yans immediately sneered and said.

"I'll learn from your skills!"

As soon as the voice fell, he suddenly pulled out a ruler in his hand and stabbed at Fan Jian.

Seeing this, Fan Jian hurriedly drew his sword to block and cursed.

"Do you all like to stab people's kidneys so much?"

"Stop talking nonsense! The three secrets of the law, the law of heaven, and the survival of the fittest!"

As Li Yans said, the ruler was full of true energy, and every move went straight to Fan Jian's heart.