I have a passive skill.

With a shout that was several times higher than the decibel of the young man in front of him, he suppressed the rainbow farts all over the sky, and his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

We only met each other, and he, Gou Wuyue, who was famous for his first life, was almost turned into a flattering existence by this kid, and was almost destroyed!

Who can stand this?

"Since you know who I am, you still dare to joke with me?" Gou Wuyue's face became serious, and there was already a cold sword intent in her eyes.

"I'm not joking, I'm serious."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded, "I have something against you, Moonless Sword Fairy."

handle……

handle……

"???"

"Suspected, passive value, +733."

"Admired, passive value, +666."

Not only did the white clothes froze, but even the storyteller, who couldn't help but want to step forward and drag the embarrassing thing back, stopped in his tracks.

He and Tzenchov looked at each other.

The latter was carrying a comatose person on his back, with a dazed expression on his face, as if he was asking if this kid has always been in this state?

The storyteller's eyes responded, how could people know?You might as well ask the one on your back!

"handle?"

Gou Wuyue whispered, raised the famous sword high and horizontally, and said coldly: "You can choose to say, but if this does not constitute the so-called 'handle', I will 'draw the sword', understand?"

Xu Xiaoshou immediately felt a chill down his spine.

Know the shit!

You are so poisonous!

How dare I talk to you like that?

But if you have a handle, you still do it?

If you want to do this...

"Then I choose not to say it."

Xu Xiaoshou dodged and hid directly behind the storyteller, and glanced at the red in front of him. He moved silently and came to the back of Cen Qiaofu.

Immediately, he poked his head out from behind the masked man's shoulder: "I can choose what you said."

Gou Wuyue's forehead twitched.

"Being glared at, passive value, +1."

There was a sudden rustling among the white-clothed crowd.

Just as he was about to make various slight movements, he suddenly felt that the sword intent covering the sky had been covered, and he became solemn and solemn in an instant, turning into a sculpture in white, standing upright.

"Awe, passive, +315."

"Hahaha……"

Tzenchov threw back his head and laughed.

In the past, he didn't know why the first seat always treated this young man differently, but after this confrontation, he already felt that the temper of the boy hiding behind was so right.

"Say!"

Lowering his tone with a sullen face, Cenchov threw his small ax with a sneer, and said disdainfully: "He Gou Wuyue dared to 'draw the sword', but he couldn't 'draw the sword'. Today the sky is falling, and I will bear it for you!" !"

Say it.

Turn your head.

Cen Qiaofu's eyes were burning: "Xiaoshi Tanji, understand?"

I know shit!

I'm not a curse, pull out a bird!

Xu Xiaoshou secretly glanced at Gou Wuyue, panicked.

That's a sword fairy!

You are so old, can you stand it?

Xu Xiaoshou didn't dare to speak anymore, he felt that he was too impulsive.

In this kind of scene where big shots gather, the best way is to eliminate your own sense of existence, how can you stand up and speak like this!

That broken mouth of his would cause trouble, so he didn't have a clue?

Xu Xiaoshou lowered his waist.

But Tzenchov was even angrier.

"Xiao Shi Tan Ji!"

As soon as he drank, the admiration in his eyes turned into coercion, Xu Xiaoshou trembled, and immediately flashed back behind the storyteller.

The storyteller slightly tore away the high-forked red skirt, his skin was icy and his face was full of spring breeze.

Xu Xiaoshou's heart twitched, and he retreated immediately.

Who are these people? I'll go!

What pile did I get into?

Why do you have to stare at me and talk first, can't you fight yourself?

There is the pressure of Gou Wuyue in front of him, and the pressure of Cenchov beside him...

A hall of the Holy Spirit, a holy slave...

This is two men who are advancing and retreating!

Xu Xiaoshou had no choice but to give up, why did the Wuyue Sword Immortal grab him for no reason?

He retreated a few steps, away from these two groups, hesitated for a moment, and said weakly: "It's hard for me to do it like this..."

After pondering for a while, Xu Xiaoshou asked with an inquiring look: "How about this, I have a clue, and I won't say much, just half of it, and no one will be offended?"

"..."

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The scene was quiet for three breaths, and then...

"Questioned, passive value, +741."

"Being convinced, passive value, +666."

"Admired, passive value, +232."

"Admired, passive value, +418."

After the audience was sluggish, the information bar suddenly began to refresh the screen.

Then, the information suddenly changed.

"Being glared at, passive value, +2."

"Being hostile, passive value, +2."

"Under oppression, passive value, +2."

"Sneak attack, passive value, +1."

What the hell! ! !

Seeing the word "sneak attack", Xu Xiaoshou's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"Ni... keep people under the sword! Keep people under the sword!"

He let out a cry, and without even thinking about it, he performed the "disappearance technique" on the spot, and then "reached the sky in one step", directly escaped from the golden cicada's shell, and moved away.

"Whoosh!"

"boom!"

A burst of sword energy shot out, but it was cut off by Cenchov with an axe when it was adjacent.

The void rippled.

Immediately, it was in all directions, as if the mirror surface was shattered by sound waves, and it was smashed immediately.

But the space has not been completely shattered, but under the guidance of Shifang's sword intent, it turned into countless small swords in the void, and they returned to the paved space tightly.

The mirror of heaven and earth wants to be shattered, but manpower does not want it to be shattered.

The world was stitched together by manpower, and the world of Sword Realm was born.

"Sword Realm... Realm!"

Cenqiaofu only paused for a moment, then realized that Gou Wuyue's realm had opened, and he let out a loud shout.

At the same time, the storyteller turned his palms up, "Yin and Yang life and death?" The golden light scattered in his hands.

The word dances and comes out lightly, reflecting the whole world.

"wrong!"

The gods call for the spirit, and the heaven and the earth return to the sound.

The rules of the avenue are forcibly disordered at this moment, and time and space are dislocated and overlapped. If two clouds meet, they will not be separated from each other.

Then the storyteller Lan Hua pinched her fingers and tapped lightly in the air.

"Minute!"

All the white clothes felt a blur in front of them.

The sword world created by Gou Wuyue disappeared as if it had been moved away.

Instead, there is a brand new space.

It's just like……

Everything went back to the moment when the four holy slaves stepped out of the gap in the space of the White Cave.

"what happened?"

Everyone just felt their scalps go numb.

Few people can fully understand the violent collision between the two sides just now.

But at that moment, the Heavenly Dao was in chaos, and everyone felt as if they had completely lost their defenses.

If at that time the enemy chooses to act...

"Sigh~"

"Nima's!"

"What kind of ability is this man in the red skirt? After so long, the research team still can't give an accurate characterization?"

"It's like this every time, I don't know how I died!"

Some people are terrified, while others are calm.

"Don't worry, we still have Senior Wuyue in charge!"

……

On the other side, Xu Xiaoshou was so scared that he almost peed.

This motherfucker didn't move at all, so she just killed her!

Do you want to be so exaggerated?He's just a baby so easy to cut...

He didn't even dare to get rid of the disappearing state. He moved in space many times, but at a certain point, he stagnated as if he had hit a wall.

"really……"