I have a passive skill.

This junior sister, why can't she be more tactful when she speaks so bluntly?

Although I can't beat them, don't worry if I don't go, after all, it's also my new home, isn't it?

Besides, there is a little sister there!

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the information column:

"Passive value: 15944."

Although after leaving the Tianxuan Gate, everyone's various surprises contributed thousands of passive points, but most of them were contributed by the sword energy and jade stone.

Tens of thousands!

However, at this time, it was not enough.

He looked at the skill section again:

"Passive fist storage value: 314."

This is a spiritual skill that has never seen its power before. It can be gifted by the system after swallowing the power of double innate attributes. Its power should be predictable.

He remembered the last time he looked at it, it was 211, which was created by 28 sword qi on the top of Heiluoya.

Unexpectedly, this time, only one sword energy jade stone increased by more than 1.

"These are estimated to be used as trump cards in battles of the same level, or even kills, but against Saint Slave"

Xu Xiaoshou hesitated for a long time, but he stopped hesitating.

Sometimes, it is not necessary to have a full match to be able to shoot a gun. People always need to give it a shot when necessary.

For relatives, for friends, for the protection of the heart!

"Hurry up and find Elder Sang, this is your task, hurry up!"

Mu Zixi opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything. She didn't think she could help in these important matters.

It was a fluke that she was able to unravel the delusion of Mrs. Dean before, even she herself didn't know what was going on, so she couldn't leave her life to luck!

In desperation, she could only nod and leave.

"Master, Xu Xiaoshou can come back alive only if he finds Master!" The little girl thought to herself, walking quickly.

Watching her leave, Xu Xiaoshou finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then ran towards the back mountain.

"I'm not the only one who thinks about the masked man. Elder Sang or Elder Xiao may be secretly protecting Su Qianqian."

"Well, it must be so!"

"if not"

"Look at it from a distance, and you shouldn't be noticed. Very good, just do it, don't be impulsive!"

"She also called Brother Xiaoshou. There is no such thing as a big relationship, so there is no need to work hard."

"Yes, it's just Jiang Zi, the last one, it really doesn't work, there must always be someone to collect the corpse"

In the back mountain, the night is slightly cool.

The master's sword intent all over the sky took shape, and tens of thousands of Qi swords gathered in the sky, which was unparalleled.

However, as soon as the realm breakthrough was completed, the masked man flicked Su Qianqian's forehead with a finger, and blood gushed out instantly.

Boom!

The little girl's power suddenly stagnated, and she fell straight on the ground, fainting.

The masked man stopped for a long time, lowered his head and sighed.

"Hatred is indeed the greatest motivation for people to break through."

bang bang bang

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

Everything that was lifted by the sword intent finally returned to the embrace of the earth, splashing all over the place.

Even Grandmaster Sword Intent, if he meets this masked person, he still cannot escape the fate of being instantly killed.

"The general situation is approaching. I will take the sword away first. When I have the ability, I will take it back!"

The masked man looked at the little loli in white clothes who was lying on the ground in a large font, casually carried the snow-white giant sword on his waist, and then floated into the air.

However, within a few breaths of being in the air, he suddenly covered his mouth and nose and coughed violently.

"Cough cough, poof!"

The dark clouds covered the moonlight, and the masked man changed into another mask in the darkness, smashed the piece that had a strong smell of blood, and scattered it in the dust.

"That's the last thing to do"

He looked up at the bright moon that was clearing away the clouds and mists, and a look of interest flashed in his eyes.

"Wen Ming, where are you?"

锵

The sound of a sword being unsheathed.

The masked man turned around, and saw a bloody figure standing not far away, vaguely familiar.

It wasn't until he pointed his sword at himself that memories emerged.

"Healed?" The corner of the masked man's mouth twitched.

Xiao Qixiu's body seemed to be trembling, he didn't expect that the masked man really came back.

This sword looks the same as the sword that day, but the mood is completely different.

However, he had to use the sword, not for himself, but for Su Qianqian!

"It seems that you already know my identity, so you dare to strike me with a sword?" The masked man chuckled.

"Put down the sword!" Xiao Qixiu said angrily.

"Heh, you're fierce and soft inside."

The masked man turned his head to look at Su Qianqian who was on the ground: "I'll leave it for you, sword, it's impossible."

"Tomb Famous City Xue" buzzed and trembled on his back, obviously only an ordinary hemp rope was tied, but he didn't dare to move at all.

Xiao Qixiu quickly summoned Su Qianqian with his spiritual energy, checked his breath, and was relieved when he found that there was no problem.

Fortunately, people are fine!

However, the famous sword cannot be lost!

"Put down the sword." He repeated again.

The masked man's eyes were full of jokes, and he finally took a step forward. Xiao Qixiu seemed to be struck by lightning, but he never backed away.

"you are very funny"

"In my list of the weakest enemies, you are the only one who dared to strike me twice!"

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Chapter 2: The Battle of the Dao!

Xiao Qixiu had a frightened look on his face.

He didn't feel that the other party was arrogant, and even after hearing this, he confirmed his inner judgment on the person in front of him.

Only those who really understand the masked man can know that he is not talking nonsense, but is really telling a fact.

"Your sword trembles."

The masked man came out unceremoniously, looked at Xiao Qixiu whose face changed in shock, and continued:

"A sword cultivator, if he can't even hold his sword firmly when facing the enemy, how can he protect everything he wants to protect?"

"Even if standing in front of you is an enemy you never imagined facing!"

Xiao Qixiu looked at Su Qianqian in his arms, his eyes gradually became firmer.

He was right, no matter who the enemy is or how strong it is, the sword in his hand will never tremble!

"but!"

The masked man changed the subject, and his voice was as cold as a sword, piercing into people's hearts: "The sword is the leader of a hundred soldiers. You are timid before fighting. You are already trembling. How can you fight again?"

"People who are afraid of the Tao, how can they talk about cutting the Tao?"

These eight words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and Xiao Qixiu's mind went blank in an instant.

"Zhan Dao" he murmured in a low voice, without even realizing it, a sense of defeat had already begun to radiate from his body.

"In the battle for the Great Dao, if you fail once, you will be forever lost."

"How can a person who is trembling while holding a sword be able to go on? I advise you to give up early, maybe you can live a more leisurely life."

The masked man chattered incessantly, and Xiao Qixiu's sense of melancholy was even worse.

He felt that he was that dim star at this moment, and under the light of the bright moon, he had to be careful even to shine.

"laugh!"

Seeing that his aura seemed to be lowered into the dust, the masked man sneered at the right time, and said: "It seems that the way you have entered is not very good. Others can take it away with a few words?"

Xiao Qixiu woke up instantly, dripping with cold sweat.

Take the way?

He is taking my way? !

The battle for the throne is actually a battle for the Dao. If anyone who realizes the Dao is completely crushed, he will truly be doomed and never recover.

It's like when one's beliefs are overthrown, one will truly lose one's direction in life!

Xiao Qixiu and the masked man both practiced swordsmanship, but he was told that he no longer believed in himself. If this continues, the way will be ruined, and he will either die or be disabled!

Fear came to mind after a while, but Xiao Qixiu was a little surprised. The camps of the two sides are different, and even though Dao Dao is vicious, it is understandable.

But, this masked man was obviously about to succeed, why did he wake himself up?

This kind of enlightenment doesn't seem to seize the Tao, but more like strengthening one's own Dao foundation!

Thinking of this, Xiao Qixiu looked strange.

If it were another person, he would definitely not be able to shake his belief so easily. It could even be said that in battles at the throne level, there were very few people who truly succeeded in seizing the Dao.

But the people in front of me are different, and my own way may have come to an end

It is his shadow!

"But so what?"

Xiao Qixiu clenched his long sword tightly, his eyes were as bright as the moon.

Maybe without the oppression of the masked man, he still couldn't understand clearly, but at this moment, he only felt that his state of mind was extremely clear, and his spirit and soul were washed away.

My generation of monks, what we pursue is nothing more than the word "killing gods"!

Even if the person standing in front of him is the god in his heart!

"Leave the sword!"

Saying these words for the third time, Xiao Qixiu's whole body seemed to have completed his transformation. He was lined up in the night sky with sword intent all over his body, as if the night was about to be torn apart.

"Ah!

The masked man sneered, turned a blind eye, turned around and walked away, "Take someone away, I don't want to kill people tonight."

Xiao Qixiu was stunned, he didn't expect such a result.

He wanted to go forward, but reason advised him not to do so, the person in front of him was

But isn't the way I just realized is to go forward indomitably?

despair!

Taking a step forward, he found that the front of his chest was being grabbed, and when he lowered his head, Su Qianqian was pursing his lips and shaking his head slowly.

For the little girl in her arms, is the famous sword or life?

This is a difficult choice.