I have a passive skill.

"Boss?"

"This guy, there seems to be something wrong, or..."

The black-robed second child reminded the boss, he looked at the only young man in the field who couldn't see through his cultivation, and he was a little flustered.

Also Xu Xiaoshou?

God damn it, this can't be true!

"What ghost skill?"

Xu Xiaoshou in the black robe felt even worse.

Looking at the group of subordinates who stopped halfway and hesitated.

He knows, don't offer anything.

On the other side, I'm afraid I really won't give up.

"very good."

"Xu Xiaoshou? Very good!"

"It seems that if you don't see the famous sword, you are determined to pretend."

Say it.

Xu Xiaoshou in the black robe flipped his hand, and a long box appeared in his palm.

"Clap."

After a sound, the long box was flipped open.

In an instant, the sword intent soared into the sky.

"Buzzing—"

It was like meeting the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords on the way, and the swords in the hands of many sword repairmen present were suddenly shaken.

"This is?"

Xu Xiaoshou's pupils shrank.

He had thought it was a naive impostor.

But in the long wooden box that the guy took out, lying quietly, it seems that it is really a famous sword?

Long sword!

"Nimma, are all the famous swords rotten!"

"Can this kind of person also have?"

He was stunned for a moment.

"Famous sword?"

Su Qianqian was also surprised, and only felt the once-familiar fluctuation of the famous sword in the void, she blurted out: "Qinglin Ridge!"

"Ok?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the girl.

Su Qianqian explained: "The green scale ridge is made of natural dragon bones. It ranks fifteen in the list of famous swords, and it is titled Dragon Sword."

"hiss."

Good guy.

This is a qualified sword bearer!

Xu Xiaoshou sighed in admiration, and then he was really sure that his feeling was not wrong.

However, how could the famous sword appear in the hands of such a person.

This sword bearer is too weak, right?

"Where did your sword come from?" Xu Xiaoshou questioned.

"You don't care where I came from, and what's 'Qinglin Ridge', this is 'Yan Mang'!"

Xu Xiaoshou in the black robe felt that there was a small chance that he might meet an expert.

With such a plausible appearance, even the ranking of famous swords came out, and he almost believed it.

"Boy, this thing in your hand may kill you, don't you know?"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't have the mood to joke anymore, and took a step forward, covering the sky, and asked, "Qinglinji, where did it come from?"

Boom.

The ground subsides slightly.

Everyone seems to be in a gravity space, and their actions are very obscure for a while.

"This trick again?"

Rao Yinyin frowned.

This strange spiritual skill, the second time she saw it, she still couldn't see any way.

Obviously, even the Lingyuan was never released.

Xu Xiaoshou, how did he manage to make the aura so substantive?

"What green scale ridge!"

Xu Xiaoshou in black robe seemed to be really messed up.

His master cultivation base, in front of the young man on the opposite side, was stunned in one step.

How can this make sense?

"Death to me!"

With a hiss, he grabbed "Blue Scale Ridge" from the long wooden box, and Xu Xiaoshou in black robe swung it abruptly.

This time, the innate sword intent attached itself.

The long sword swept across the sky.

A majestic cyan sword light tore at everyone in the spirit palace team.

Everyone panicked.

The innate sword intent itself is not an ordinary existence.

Then there is the blessing of the famous sword.

It is estimated that this random sword light can surpass most of the master's spiritual skills!

"Whoosh!"

Xu Xiaoshou wanted to move, but saw Su Qianqian ejaculate all over.

"ah--"

She pulled out a huge white sword from the ring, and slashed fiercely at the cyan sword light that swept across the void.

"boom!"

The giant sword fell, and the void seemed to be split directly.

The blue light spots in the sky shattered.

The epee has no front, and even the sword light has never appeared.

But the wooden box in the hands of the black-robed Xu Xiaoshou in the distance exploded with this bang.

"Chucky!"

closely followed.

The clothes on his body were broken, and the mask on his face cracked and fell off completely, revealing a panicked face inside.

This is a man with a dull face.

The Chinese character face, the temples are covered with unshaven beards.

Originally holding a famous sword, he should look at all directions.

But looking at the little girl in white dress in front of him, his whole face turned green.

"Zong, Grandmaster Sword Intent?"

Xu Xiaoshou in the black robe felt his mind went blank.

Is it true that Xu Xiaoshou hasn't come out yet, and if any little girl jumps out, is it Grandmaster Sword Intent?

"What a joke!"

He didn't believe in evil and held the "green scale ridge" again, and slashed suddenly.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, a sword energy shot out from the black robe boss's body up and down.

Xu Xiaoshou made a move.

A person is a sword, stop that guy.

He drew his hand again, and the white sword energy filled the entire "Blue Scale Ridge", and it was pulled back into his hand under the fierce struggle of the famous sword.

"Famous sword, has a master?"

Seeing such a strong resistance, Xu Xiaoshou turned his head and asked Su Qianqian.

"Yes."

Su Qianqian nodded, with some hesitation on her face.

"However, this guy is so weak, and Qing Linji is so proud, how could he listen to him?"

"he……"

"He's not a sword bearer!" Xu Xiaoshou stared at the famous sword and said suddenly.

"Ok?"

Everyone looked sideways in surprise, even the black robe Xu Xiaoshou's entire face was terrified.

These two guys...

Really.

They are real!

"Awe, passive, +1."

"Feared, passive value, +1."

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

Xu Xiaoshou held the famous sword and looked at it carefully.

This "green scale ridge" is very slender.

The body of the sword is blue in color with patterns of dragon scales, which is simply miraculous.

The gauntlet is narrow, but thick, like a dragon's body curled up.

In the middle is a piece of golden inverse scales, blooming brilliantly under the crimson sky.

And the handle of the sword is where the dragon head is.

With this grasp, Xu Xiaoshou directly held half of the dragon's head.

"Good sword!"

The strong spirituality came from the sword, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but marvel.

Every time he sees a famous sword, he always unconsciously laments the ingenuity of nature.

The good fortune of heaven and earth can produce such a famous spiritual sword.

Simply incredible!