I have a passive skill.

"Quickly open!"

Cengcengceng, the people behind wait to avoid directly.

Luo Qinglang's fighting spirit was extremely high, and his murderous aura was raging. Even the dilapidated lantern hanging in the small town inn shook and cracked open.

All the villains in the town felt their blood boil with intuition, and the light and shadow of the Linglong Stone and the longing in their minds immediately went to their heads.

In an instant, someone jumped out of the way and stepped out.

"I'll kill you!"

……

"Snapped!"

at this time.

At this critical moment of anxious fighting spirit, a subtle sound sounded from the middle of the two sides.

Everyone's eyes could not help but be attracted all of a sudden.

This is a tall and thin figure wearing a straw hat and a thick black robe, covering it completely.

Behind him are two guys who are one size smaller but dressed in the same way.

After that, there is a taller person who is also dressed in the same dress.

"Have you seen them all?"

Accompanied by a deep and hoarse greeting, the leading masked man in a grass hat waved his hand, and a short figure behind him did not move.

The other, one tall and one short, hesitated, hesitantly, and pushed the banner away.

Letter:

"Masked Man Organization: Grass Hat."

The following line of fine print:

"—specially selling Linglong Stone."

Luo Qinglang:? ? ?

What kind of stupid thing is this four-person combination?

I'm here to fight!

Are you promoting here?

Before he could speak, Luo Qinglang's pupils shrank in the next second.

Not only he reacted like this, but all the villains at the entrance of the town did the same.

I saw the leader of the "Grass Hat" organization, the masked man with his skin wrapped up, sitting down in front of the wooden table that was spread out casually.

Subsequently.

"Tattoo!"

The three exquisite stones were placed directly on the table.

Everyone's eyeballs jumped out.

"Yo!"

The leader of the "Grass Hat" organization greeted, and the wind howled and the banners rustled.

"Take a look, take a look!"

"Linglong Stone, freshly baked Linglong Stone."

"Pass by, don't miss it."

"Linglong Stone, the last three are guaranteed to be genuine, not fake!"

"Those who have money will hold a money market, and those who have no money will hold a personal market. Let's all come and watch?"

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4 Chapter Fifty The Tool Man: Luo Qinglang

The whole place was silent.

The atmosphere that was still tense a moment ago froze immediately following the shouts of the masked straw hat man.

The sky crackled and the wind blew rustlingly.

Everyone's hearts seemed to be broken, and they were messed up in the wind.

Our fight hasn't started yet, are you starting a business?

"Suspected, passive value, +542."

"Suspected, passive value, +452."

"..."

Wave after wave of passive value came in, Xu Xiaoshou was in full bloom.

This game has to be played like this to be fun!

He pressed down the grass hat, turned his head and looked at the guy with the third sword in his teeth.

"Is it the legendary three-sword style?"

"It's the first time I've seen a live-action version!"

Xu Xiaoshou originally thought that how could the sword with his teeth be able to exert force?

But after watching the scene, it is true that people don't need to use their teeth at all.

This world is powered by spiritual energy.

"Brother, let me save face. There are many people here. After I finish this deal, you guys will fight again?"

Luo Qinglang's eyes almost burst into smoke.

How much face do you have?

The limelight here is about to take shape, and the beauty is about to fall.

If you save face with one sentence, they will all be robbed!

Am I someone who seems so kind?

"I'll give you the face of a bird!"

Luo Qinglang raised his eyebrows coldly, turned around violently, and in the interlacing of three swords, a storm of blue light slashed out on the spot.

"Tide, reverse!"

shhhhhh!

The whistling wind was intertwined with endless sword light, and with Luo Qinglang's yelling, it turned into a super-large oval-shaped spiral wind bomb, and shot at Xu Xiaoshou instantly.

"What a strong sword intent!"

The villain in Bagong who had jumped out to meet Luo Qinglang's provocation was immediately shocked.

Such fierce fluctuations of spiritual energy, just looking at it with the naked eye, has the attack power of a master's spiritual skill.

In addition, the rare and incomparable sword intent in the legend...

I am afraid that if it were him, he would be very reluctant to follow this style.

However, in the face of such an astonishing offensive, even the two behind Xu Xiaoshou holding the banner were completely unmoved.

Among the straw hat masked people, the tallest one is naturally Xin Gugu.

The two shorter ones are A Jie and Mu Zixi.

When Xin Gugu saw this sword intent, he almost burst out laughing.

Among the young people who dared to play sword in front of Xu Xiaoshou, he really couldn't pick out a few who could catch his eye.

Don't talk about protection.

Facing this storm? He didn't even intend to accept the banner.

"Innate sword intent?"

Xu Xiaoshou murmured softly and shook his head with a smile.

It is true that sword cultivators among spiritual masters generally use spiritual skills to fight.

Those who can comprehend the sword intent are truly extraordinary talents.

But this talent is extraordinary? It is only compared to other people.

In front of Xu Xiaoshou? In front of a serious Gu Jianxiu.

Innate sword intent, not to mention the tide turned, I am afraid that even the slightest disturbance will not be able to stir up.

"Certainly!"

Xu Xiaoshou narrowed his eyes? The artistic conception of Jianzong came like a king.

At this moment, with the momentum of Wan Jian coming towards him, the sabers in the hands of hundreds of sword cultivators in the teaching field buzzed.

Under the horrified eyes of the crowd, the Qingfeng sword bullet that was about to face him stopped tremblingly on the spot like a subject meeting an emperor.

Luo Qinglang's expression froze suddenly.

"This……"

"broken!"

Did Xu Xiaoshou drop the word? That Qingfeng sword bomb shattered on the spot!

It is obviously a master-level spiritual skill? But because it contains the innate sword intent, even the unprotected small wooden table in front of Xu Xiaoshou failed to shatter.

This silent power is even better than sound!

"Guru~"

There was a sound of swallowing saliva in the field.

"Grandmaster Spiritual Skill!"

"That's a master's skill!"

"Where did this guy come from? You want to say that even if you use a sword? Can you block this type of attack? That's okay."

"This guy didn't even move his fingers, did he?"

"Two words? The master's spiritual skills are gone?"

The villains in the Eighth Palace felt their status changed from a pack of wolves to a little lamb.

Or the kind where a vicious tiger suddenly breaks into a flock of sheep.

The panic in my heart directly crushed all fighting intentions at this moment.

What Linglong Stone, what ring battle.

As long as it is a wanderer, who doesn't know his fate, so he has the capital to continue to negotiate all transactions?

"Suspected, passive value, +232."

"Be in awe, passive value, +449"

"Admired, passive value, +56."

"..."

"Dole, dole, dole."

Xu Xiaoshou slowly stretched out his right hand, and tapped the table lightly with his fingers wrapped in black gloves.

After the shock in everyone's hearts was completely presented, and the information bar stopped swiping the screen, he slowly turned his head in the direction of the Qinggang Linggong group.

"I said, give me face."

brush!

The young men in the team of Qinggang Spiritual Palace did not feel the killing intent, but all retreated a few steps.