I have a passive skill.

"Attack, passive value, +9999."

"Attack, passive value, +9999."

"Attack, passive value, +9999."

Three messages popped up on the information bar.

Xu Xiaoshou was immediately shocked.

"9999?"

This is the limit value!

"I, in an instant, received three extreme injuries?"

Xu Xiaoshou's heart was full of waves.

Until now, severe pain came from several places in the body.

"scoff~"

There was a snort.

Xu Xiaoshou's right leg, which had just been stepped forward, burst open, turning into a misty blood mist, and even the flesh and blood were cut into fine powder, flying around with the rain and mist.

"scoff~"

With another snort, Xu Xiaoshou's Adam's apple exploded, and the blood column turned into blood mist and shot out.

The position where the Adam's apple rolled because of the swallowing action was directly cut flat by an inexplicable force. There was not a single piece of meat left, and the incision was extremely smooth.

"scoff~"

There was another snort, and the lips that moved because of the word "how" were also smashed directly.

The flow of blood gurgles.

Xu Xiaoshou's whole body was stiff.

The severe pain almost made him cry out.

But the inexplicable injury brought even more fear from the soul level, and firmly restrained his body that wanted to twitch.

Xu Xiaoshou knew very well that if he really moved at this time, his whole body would be wiped out on the spot like this rain and fog.

"What the hell!!!"

Shocked, Xu Xiaoshou focused on "perceiving", and only then could he vaguely see the light in the four directions, which was a little brighter than usual.

Take a closer look.

This light seems to have been artificially regulated. At this moment, it is composed of countless fine rays of light.

Light is invisible.

But the white clothes tasted the wings, unexpectedly compressed the light into form, turned it into a light rich in extreme cutting power, and directly blocked the entire space.

"How big is this project?"

Xu Xiaoshou's "perception" looked at the audience, and he could see the same effect for several miles around.

That's pretty much a denser version of the infrared cutting field - field flooded!

"Boundary?"

"Light rhythm?"

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly understood why everyone in the audience dared not move as if the pause button had been pressed.

To move.

The extreme cutting light that has blocked all space, and may even be inserted into body cells and pores, can take away a person's life in the blink of an eye!

"You can't get away."

Chang Yi withdrew his hands from the void, and looked at the four people in front of him coldly.

He made a fist with both hands.

"Light and shadow see through."

"Yan—"

With a soft sound, a light curtain emerged from the bodies of the people in white.

When the light curtain emerged, the men in white finally breathed a sigh of relief and resumed their movements.

The reset of the reset, the flight of the flight...

But the four holy slaves were not covered by this light curtain.

That is to say, once this "light realm" can be artificially manipulated into rhythm, the four holy slaves will be killed in an instant!

Xu Xiaoshou's pupils shrank.

"scoff~"

The eyelids trembled and turned into blood mist.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't have time to panic, and immediately wanted to transmit the sound to the masked man.

But even the attack method that he can think of, how could the masked man not think of it?

"Tzenchov!"

The masked man yelled, and in this predicament of death, he seemed to be in a no-man's land. He shook his body and disappeared directly.

When he appeared again, he had already landed in front of Chang Yi.

"Oh!"

A huge blood mist exploded in front of him.

Chang Yi was stunned on the spot.

Isn't this an act of suicide?

He never expected that the masked man would appear in front of him so recklessly, even at the cost of giving up his entire body.

"Suicide?"

This thought just crossed my mind.

But in the blood mist, an arm-shaped thing outlined by the high-speed traveling and constantly cutting sword energy stretched out directly, and grabbed his neck.

"hand?"

There was a whistling sound of "Zhiji" in the ear, which was the piercing sound made by the high-speed shooting of sword energy.

Chang Yi was frightened.

"Aren't you afraid of pain?"

His voice became difficult.

Because the arm in front of him is a bit too scary!

It has no bones, no tendons, and even less flesh and blood.

But like a solid arm, after holding his neck, without even half a moment's hesitation, he pressed his fingers hard.

"Crack."

Chang Yi's neck was broken, and his head fell from mid-air.

"pain?"

The masked man asked back, and the human silhouette outlined by the high-speed passage of white sword energy stepped out of the blood mist.

The light literally cut through his body.

Even in one breath, thousands of damages can be caused.

But the masked man didn't even shake.

He lowered his head, looked at the white sword Qi hand that he spread out, and sighed: "If you say it's frightened, it's really a little bit."

"But this pain is really nothing to my crippled body."

He said, turned around slowly, looked at Gou Wuyue, "I said..."

A pause.

"do not move!"

The masked man bent his fingers.

"boom!"

The detached corpse behind him was about to turn into a spot of light and escape.

But suddenly, endless white sword energy sprayed out from his head and body, directly nailing him to the spot.

The masked man raised his hand.

The wing that was pierced by the sword energy circled and flew, and was spliced ​​into shape again between his bent palms and light grasps.

"I said that."

Only then did the masked man answer the last sentence, looked at Gou Wuyue and said: "If you really want to fight, your subordinates will suffer a greater loss than mine."

His eyes fixed on the twitching man whose white robe was stained red with blood, and the masked man chuckled lightly.

"Zhan Dao, the light attribute...the potential is really good."

"You, Gou Wuyue, should cherish this kind of person, so why don't you bring it with you and cultivate it yourself?"

"Speak!"

"To die, or to live?"

The whole audience in white clothes was stunned.

After shedding the body of the Heavenly Cultivator and exposing the real sword body, everyone understood why the masked man looked so weak before.

Just because he was alive, he was constantly suffering from the cutting damage from the high-speed sword energy in his body.

How could this kind of person be as glamorous as others?

It's already a miracle to be alive, right? !

"Immortal Sword Body?"

There were sword cultivators in the crowd, and some people also saw what kind of method this was.

By cultivating sword energy, abandon the weak body.

With the power of the heavens, the mortal body given by the heavens was forcibly forcibly formed into a holy body.

——This method is truly terrifying!

"is this real……"

"This guy, still conscious? How could he still be alive?"

"It's no wonder that he was previously acquired and couldn't even fly."

"Under the circumstances of suffering such injuries all the time, not to mention maintaining the acquired cultivation, he, he, how... how did he keep his soul from collapsing?"

"Is this still human?"

"Holy slaves... Nima's holy slaves are all lunatics! This kind of method, no one can practice it?"

"Cultivation? I don't think so. Maybe it's not his sword energy?"

"Huh? How do you say it?"

"Look at this sword qi, if he could control himself, would he choose to self-mutilate instead of letting the sword qi stop?"

"But he's crazy!"

"..."

No one can say right now.

indeed!

Judging from the situation in front of him, the head of the holy slave is really a lunatic.