I have a passive skill.

The room is just the three of them.

Jiang Si and Jiang Qi are right in front of them.

Whose foot is this?

Suppressing the urge to turn back, Jiang Xian immediately got up, swiped and rushed behind the two throne guards.

At the same time, Jiang Si and Jiang Qi seemed to realize something was wrong at the same time, and suddenly stepped forward, while protecting Jiang Xian behind them, they drew their swords towards the side of the seat in an instant.

"Keng--"

The melodious sword cry echoed in the slightly dim room.

Subsequently.

"Crack, crack, crack."

There was a clear and indifferent applause from the side of the table and chairs. The sound was unhurried, which further reflected the infinite tension in Jiang's three hearts.

"Who?!"

Jiang Si shouted angrily.

"Shh."

A boo sounded.

It wasn't until this time that San Jiang, who had returned from his soul, finally fully saw a black shadow sitting on the chair.

He seems to be completely integrated into this world, just like the bed, wardrobe, chair, etc., it seems that he should be there.

If you don't see it with the naked eye, you can't perceive it right.

I'm afraid that even with the sweeping of spiritual thoughts like this, no one will immediately notice that there is something wrong at the moment when the mind is in a trance.

This is a figure covered in black clothes, even the mask and gloves are black.

The only pair of eyes that were exposed were dim and cloudy, like an old man who had already half-stepped into the coffin.

But the Jiang family and the three were determined at the same time that this was absolutely impossible!

How could an ordinary person hide so well that even the throne didn't know where he appeared in this room?

The point is, this figure, this outfit...

If he had discovered it early, Jiang Xian would not have noticed anything.

But when Jiang Qi came out after giving the information book, wasn't this obvious, the first page of the information book showed the appearance of the first saint slave and the eighth sword fairy?

"Eight Venerables, come to my house?"

Jiang Xian's mind exploded!

Just a moment ago, he wanted to instruct Jiang Si to send a message to the clan. If he really wanted to fight against the holy slaves, at least one Taixu and several Zhan Dao would have to be sent over.

In the next second, the first holy slave appeared directly in the house...

"What is this all about?!"

Jiang Xian almost exploded on the spot. The foot he moved a moment ago may be the root of all his future nightmares!

"you you you……"

The incoherent Jiang Xian "you" for a long time, but he still couldn't say a word for a long time.

No matter how strong his mentality is, it is still compared to his peers.

In the face of the absolute myth, after all, he is just a generation of ants with a little status.

The point is, the other party is not afraid of his identity at all.

The Eighth Sword Immortal, that is a man who dares to face hard steel even in the Temple of the Holy God!

Jiang Xian couldn't speak, and Jiang Si was still dazed by the figure on the first page of the information book on the table, but it was Jiang Qi who recovered from the panic at the first time.

"The Eighth Sword Immortal?"

With a click, Sanjiang's heartbeat stopped.

It's good not to say this title, as soon as these four words are spoken, even the sound of breathing in the room is still, Jiang Qi's is no exception.

"Shh."

The figure sitting on the chair still had one finger upright, hissing to his lips not to panic.

Jiang Qi was keenly aware of a tiny detail.

For ordinary people to boo, they must bend their fingers.

But the man in the black robe, his hissing hand, the one belonging to the thumb in the black glove on his hand, was straight, without any wrinkle, and he usually moved like this.

Lowering his eyebrows again, the black-robed man's other hand was also straight with the thumb on the glove, without creases.

eight fingers...

This time, Jiang Qi, who was always calm, felt cold in his heart.

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Chapter 6 Eighty Eighth Sword Immortal, Absolute Suppression!

Tell the truth.

From the moment Xu Xiaoshou used the "disappearance technique" to enter this room to the moment he heard Jiang Qi's words, his heart was quite cold.

There is no shortage of smart people in this world... He once again confirmed his opinion.

Perhaps because of insufficient information, Jiang Qi did have a slight misjudgment about the first floor in the sky.

But fundamentally, she guessed right that Xu Deyi was a pawn of the saint slave!

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou was very glad that he came here.

If it is dragging on for a while, Jiang's actions against the first floor in the sky will really kick off. Whether it will be exposed at that time is one thing.

If he was really targeted, it would obviously be a hindrance to his next actions.

And now that they are all here, it is obvious that the plan of this group of people cannot really succeed.

No matter how accurate the judgment was, Xu Xiaoshou would fool them into doubting life.

like this moment...

The three of Jiang were talking about Ba Zun Fan, and Ba Zun Fan suddenly appeared in the house with one foot, directly teaching the three of them out of their wits.

"Don't panic, I'm not here to kill."

The black-robed Xu Xiaoshou put down his hands, his tone was very steady, calm and steady.

Xu Xiaoshou has a lot of experience in acting.

Since he got Jian Nian, and he has heard all kinds of myths about the Ba Zun, Xu Xiaoshou has been preparing for this scene for a long time to be honest.

Afraid?

If you say you are not afraid, it must be false.

But precisely because of his "concealment", "change", sword thought, and the experience of face-to-face communication with the eight masters, he has mastered the most essential language of the other party's movements.

Therefore, Xu Xiaoshou was sure that even if the Eighth Sword Immortal he played was the real Eighth Sword Immortal, he would be amazed by it.

The group of people in front of them will be nervous and cramped, but facing the leader of the world's number one evil organization...

Do they dare to do it?

At least Xu Xiaoshou affirmed that no one below Taixu would dare to attack the Eighth Sword Immortal!

It's like when he finished his sentence at this moment, he didn't speak, but just stared at the two thrones facing each other with their swords drawn.

The latter has already started to panic.

……

"In this world, no one dares to point a sword at me."

Even though the man in the black robe didn't speak, but almost at the same time, in the minds of Jiang Si and Jiang Qi, following the man's gaze, came the words that looked down upon the world's sword cultivators.

My heart is in a mess.

The two of them lowered the tip of the sword at the same time, and then placed it obliquely in front of them, changing into a guard posture.

Only then did the man in black look away, and his eyes fell on Jiang Qi.

This small detail made Jiang Qi even more nervous.

She knows that there are too many fanatical and obsessed fans of the Eighth Sword Immortal in this world, but every time those people come out, they all use various similar but completely different means to prove to the world:

"I am the Eighth Sword Immortal!"

But this person in front of him...

He obviously didn't say anything, but he seemed to have done everything!

Even though there was still a little doubt in his heart at this moment, Jiang Qi didn't dare to speak out again.

Too much to say.

According to the legend, the real Eighth Sword Immortal was the one who was so unruly and unruly that a wrong tone of voice could give someone a death pass.

The four people were so nervous that they dared not speak.

In the room, there was only the sound of heavy breathing.

Different from Jiang's three people, Xu Xiaoshou is deliberately brewing this atmosphere.

This is "potential".

It is also the leading method for him to control the communication situation next.

The scene was silent for more than ten breaths.

After the "Eighth Sword Immortal" finished scanning the three of them back and forth, and seemed to remember everyone's appearance and aura, he said, "Go out."

These words were addressed to Jiang Si.

Jiang Si was stunned for a moment, and his expression became even more nervous.

In such a situation, he almost completely lost his ability to think.

But precisely because the "Eighth Sword Immortal" was speaking to Jiang Si at this moment, Jiang Xian, who was behind, felt the pressure relieved.

After gathering his mind, he quickly understood what the "Eighth Sword Immortal" was thinking.

The other party must have appeared here very early, and must have listened to Jiang Qi's words.

Perhaps, his target was only himself at first, but Jiang Qi's remarks gave him the idea that he could talk. After all, smart people only want to talk to smart people... Jiang Xian's brain was spinning like crazy.

Anticipating this, he immediately waved at Jiang Si: "Get out."

"But……"

Jiang Si panicked.

He couldn't just sit back and watch Jiang Shao ignore his life or death, otherwise he wouldn't be able to survive in the future.

"I don't kill people."

Xu Xiaoshou spoke up.

Jiang Xian wanted to speak, but when the other person opened his mouth, he immediately swallowed the words back.

Jiang's three people and three heads returned to the position of the "Eighth Sword Immortal" with the same frequency at the speed of light. They were neat and uniform, as if they had undergone rigorous training.

Xu Xiaoshou leaned against the back of the chair, with his hands and legs outstretched, and the empty door was wide open, in a pattern of accepting everything, looking down from a high place.

"I don't want to kill people, but in this room, I only talk to people who can talk. After you go out, call other people by the way, so you don't have to come in."

"Here, there can only be three living people, you know what I mean?"

Xu Xiaoshou said softly to Jiang Si.

But how could Jiang Si understand the meaning of "Eighth Sword Immortal"?

His mind has become a mess at the moment.

But the authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear.