I have a passive skill.

"Is this the Snow Sword?"

Finally, the masked man's cloudy eyes fluctuated. He looked at the sword in Su Qianqian's hand with unstoppable love.

"Can I have a look at it?" He stepped forward and held out his hand.

Su Qianqian looked at the gloves protruding flat and felt a little weird.

If a normal person's hand is stretched out without any effort, it will definitely have a concave curvature. The masked man's hand

It's like losing two thumbs, extremely flat!

"No."

Su Qianqian took a step back clinging to the sword, facing this might be the strongest enemy among the visitors tonight.

She can't run. If she does, what will Rao Yinyin do?

"Don't worry, I don't mean anything malicious, I just take a look first"

Su Qianqian couldn't bear the torment of the piercing sound any longer, and pulled out the sword abruptly. For a moment, the situation was bleak, and the world was a little bit colder.

The masked man's eyeballs trembled, and he liked it even more.

"As expected of a famous sword, I"

"Don't come here!" Su Qianqian yelled, panic and anger broke out in her heart at the same time, and the snow-colored giant sword slashed down.

"The monument is heavy!"

A black monument seemed to descend from the sky, and it suddenly merged into the blade of the giant sword, and the air was squeezed so that it exploded sonically.

However, the sword stopped suddenly when it was a foot away from the masked man.

The terrifying counter-shock force sent Su Qianqian flying upside down, shattering the roof of the house and falling into a sea of ​​flowers outside the house.

Her tiger's mouth opened directly, and blood gushed out, but even so, the sword still did not let go.

The masked man looked up at the sky, seeming to taste the bitterness in his memory. After a long time, he shook his head at Su Qianqian who was collapsed on the ground.

"Don't mess around, you'll only hurt yourself"

"In this world, no sword dares to attack me, not even a famous sword!"

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Chapter 2: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect

"In this world, no sword dares to attack me, not even a famous sword!"

Rao Yinyin in the ruins was startled by this crazy word, she struggled to get up, but after the masked man's blow, she couldn't resist the remaining sword energy in her body.

"Who the hell is this guy? The power of such sword energy is probably more terrifying than Elder Xiao..."

She didn't know that even Xiao Qixiu was not an enemy with a single blow to the person in front of him.

Of course, Xiao Qixiu will definitely not let people talk about this kind of embarrassing thing that can be disabled in one blow.

Watching the masked man step out of the house and into the sea of ​​flowers, Rao Yinyin struggled desperately to get up, but she just spat out a mouthful of blood helplessly.

She lowered her stubborn hand weakly, buried half of her body in the ruins, only to feel that her eyes were dim.

"Sister Su..."

"Run!"

……

"Little girl, has this sword brought you a lot of pain?"

The masked man squatted in front of Su Qianqian, trying to make his tone as gentle as possible.

"At your age, you should be acting like a baby in the arms of your parents. You shouldn't be running around with this big thing. Those assassins alone will make you sleepless!"

"Come on, give me the pain, and I will bear it for you."

The masked man pressed the "Tomb Famous City Snow", but Su Qianqian gritted her teeth and grasped tightly, with a stubborn expression on her face.

However, with a flick of the wrist with one finger, the sword was directly separated from the sword.

"City Xue, a famous tomb..." The masked man stroked the snow-white giant sword.

This psychic object flew back to its master's arms arrogantly when Xu Xiaoshou touched it that day, but now it was caught, and it dared not move at all.

when--

The masked man flicked his fingers, and the transparent sound of the sword resounded almost throughout the inner courtyard.

At the same time, the hairs of all the disciples hiding in the spiritual place exploded, feeling as if their souls had been cut by sharp knives.

"As expected of a famous sword, this time it is finally not a fake!"

The masked man gave a soft compliment, then bowed his head and said, "To be honest, I have been to the Su family in Tiansang County."

Su Qianqian's pupils shrank when she heard the words, and then her body trembled.

"What did you do to my grandfather?!" She raised her head suddenly, the anger in her eyes was hard to contain.

"Oh? Your family didn't tell you?"

The masked man was a little curious. He looked at the little girl's eyes that were tearing apart, smiled and put his hand on her head.

"Maybe, your grandfather is dead."

call--

Under the dark night sky, the cold wind swept across, blowing waves of flowers, and the atmosphere seemed to be completely stagnant.

Su Qianqian's eyes trembled, and her fingertips were embedded in the soil unconsciously.

At this moment, she actually suppressed the raging and violent sword energy in her body, and suddenly straightened her body.

boom!

The sword intent that exploded indiscriminately knocked the masked man back.

The nearby red magic flower millet was stirred into Qingming for a moment, and exploded into powder in the air. Endless sword energy surged from the little girl, and her black hair fluttered.

"Is it the sword intent of the innate peak..."

The masked man finally saw what he wanted to see, but he was a little disappointed.

"Not enough, far from enough."

"If it's only to this extent, you may not be able to hurt me in your life, not even a single hair."

"I can kill you right now!" Su Qianqian looked blackened, and lost all reason under the impact of the masked man's words.

As soon as she waved her hand, "Tomb Famous Snow" trembled instantly, and she wanted to get out of her hand.

However, the masked man only glanced at it, and the sword fell silent instantly.

"kill!"

The saber never returned to her hand, but Su Qianqian never retreated at all. The surging sword energy condensed into a huge white sword above her head, and she slammed it down.

"Sword Qi Transformation, has it started..."

The slight smile hidden under the black cloth was never noticed, the masked man stretched out two fingers, and with just the backs of his fingers, he easily blocked the mighty blow.

Boom!

The movement seemed light and heavy, but the sound of the explosion shattered the formation at this spirit site, and the red flower sea was blown out of a large blank.

The bright moonlight sprinkled down, and the masked man held the giant sword with sword energy in his hand, looked down at Su Qianqian, who was a lot shorter than him, and stared at her reddened eyes.

A chuckle echoed in the still air.

"It's not just your grandfather, those uncles and aunts of yours who dare to attack me should rarely survive."

"Of course, as a sword cultivator, it is an honor to die by my hands."

The masked man seemed to be saying the most common truth in the world, but such plain words made Su Qianqian even more furious.

She could endure all kinds of killers and assassins coming to find her, even if she died, she would not regret it.

In order to harm her family, she even left the Su family a few years ago, and used the Tiansang Linggong, which seemed to be a protective layer, to frame herself.

He has obviously lost his freedom, and he dare not even step out of the gate of the Spiritual Palace...

"The famous swords are here with me, why did you find them?" Su Qianqian growled, tears welling up in her eyes.

The masked man watched her calmly, and said slowly, "Naive!"

"You have to know that this world doesn't run according to your own will. It's not something you take for granted. Destiny will follow the way you want."

"Except for me, the number of people who visit Su's house every day is no less than those who come to Ling Palace to look for you, and it can even be said to be much more."

"After all, that place is much better than here..."

Su Qianqian was puzzled, and lost her voice: "But the famous sword is in my hand!"

The masked man flicked the back of his finger, and the giant sword with sword energy collapsed[5], and he pressed Su Qianqian's head again.

"Little girl, you have to know that there are still many people in this world who love you silently."

"Even I have already obtained several fake swords, from the Su family, and from various places in Tiansang County."

Su Qianqian's pupils trembled violently, her delicate body couldn't stop convulsing, and she fell limply to the ground.

"No, it won't be like this, obviously no one has told me about this..."

No matter how much she pretended to be strong on weekdays, she was essentially a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, not even an adult.

Under the protection of all parties, how could this inexperienced girl think so thoroughly?

The masked man shook his head, his expression still calm.

For him, this is just a statement of an extremely ordinary fact, perhaps too cruel for the girl in front of him, but tearing off the disguise, the world is like this.

"Love, sometimes you don't need words."

"No, it's impossible..." Su Qianqian retreated tremblingly, she couldn't accept all this at all, and suddenly stopped muttering to herself.

"You're lying to me! Yes, you're lying to me!"

Her eyes widened, staring at the person in front of her.

This is the enemy, and what he says is absolutely unbelievable!

Hatred welled up in his heart, and the sword qi that was traveling through the body at this moment, causing endless pain, stagnated one after another, and flew out of the body as if summoned.

At the same time, the red imaginary flower millet flying high in the sky also exploded with sword energy, and some illusory swords of white sword energy were even condensed one by one, pointing directly at the masked man.

Thousands of swords stand everywhere!

Obviously there was no sword in his hand, but the sound of a sword that broke through the realm suddenly passed through the entire Tiansang Linggong, covering the entire mountain range.

Keng——

At this moment, all the sword cultivators in the Spirit Palace, no matter where they were, all trembled with their swords.

"Wan Jian returns to the sect?"

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Chapter 2 Desperate

At the gate of the Linggong, Ye Xiaotian threw himself on the ground and coughed up blood.

He couldn't believe it, forget about the masked man, how could this old man who came out of nowhere be so powerful?

A pole can smash even space, is this kidding me?

Cen Qiaofu squatted on the tree stump and played chess with Xiao Qixiu, hitting the white-haired Daoist boy on the ground with his crutches from time to time, and scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy, you have tried several times, are you still here?"

Xiao Qixiu frowned wildly when he saw it, playing chess was not his intention, but he couldn't stand the old man's various threats!

If he didn't act, the three gray-haired guys lying on the ground might not really be able to get up.

"By the way, the boy in the back, have you brewed it? If you have any tricks, release it quickly. The old man waited until the tea was cold."

Cen Qiaofu looked at Housewarming, who was standing at the back, who had been sitting on the mountain watching the tigers fight, picked up his teacup and took a sip.

Well, the tea set is also homemade.