I have a passive skill.

Every drop of raindrops seems to be able to drive the heartbeat of dozens of people in this dead scene.

"Ah!"

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but want to sneeze, so he immediately turned into a disappearing state to solve it, then adjusted his comfortable posture, returned to hide behind the masked man, and then appeared.

so close……

In this completely stiff atmosphere, he seemed to have caught a cold, and he couldn't even control his urge to sneeze.

But such an abrupt sound on weekdays will surely return hundreds of thousands of passive points.

At this moment, the information column can only contribute this one...

"Attention, passive value, +2."

"Did only two people notice me..."

Xu Xiaoshou secretly thought that by chance, these white clothes, red clothes and gray clothes were really shocked by the words just now.

"My name, the eight masters!"

Even though there had been similar speculations before, when Xu Xiaoshou heard this sentence with his own ears, Xu Xiaoshou's blood still couldn't help but start to boil.

It was only then that he could fully understand why Cenchov, the storyteller, and even Sang Lao and other peerless powerhouses were willing to follow in this person's footsteps.

It was only at this moment that he truly understood what the masked man meant when he said, "Your path has long been ruined" by the Goose Lake in Tiansangling Palace.

"Eight Masters..."

Xu Xiaoshou grunted.

He never thought that a person could be so domineering just by his name.

He sneaked a glance at the others beside him.

But it's okay to see the storyteller's eyes are full of stars, but even Cenchov's face is full of excitement, and he has no image at all.

"You guys, don't you know that he is the Eight Masters?" Xu Xiaoshou asked through voice transmission.

Tzenchov returned in a rare second.

"Guessed, but not confirmed."

After a pause, he added: "Confirm it with your own mouth!"

"Oh."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded: "Then he said that he is the eight gods, do you believe it?"

"?"

The star in the storyteller's eyes instantly disappeared, and turned into a sharp sword, which slashed at Xu Xiaoshou viciously.

Xu Xiaoshou felt a chill down his spine.

"Of course you have to believe this, I believe it too, iron believer, thief believer!"

"bling~"

The stars appear again.

Only then did Xu Xiaoshou heave a sigh of relief.

Damn, is this the deterrent force from fans?

Really scary!

……

"Get out!"

Gou Wuyue, who had been silent for a long time, spoke again.

This first sentence was not addressed to the so-called "Eight Masters", but to his subordinates.

brush!

Everyone in the audience, like springs ready to go, suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Tzenchov."

The masked man also said again.

The old woodcutter's motionless body finally finished gathering momentum, and there was no movement at all. The small ax in his hand suddenly flew up, and he was not afraid of the light field with super cutting power.

"Oh!"

It swelled in mid-air, burst into air waves, and turned into a mottled giant ax that was about ten feet long.

"Panxian axe, heaven and earth return to origin!"

An ax fell from the sky.

There was no movement in space or the earth.

But the realm of "light rhythm" suddenly turned into a majestic purple, and was sucked into the ax body by the pan immortal axe.

"Broken?"

Seeing the inexplicable situation, Xu Xiaoshou dared not try easily.

The realm that seemed to taste the wings seemed to be shattered.

But if Tiandi wants to say that the light disappears, it's not always the case, it's just a little bit weaker.

Couldn't help but move his fingers, Xu Xiaoshou still tried it out.

But the moving fingers were not smashed into blood mist like before, so Xu Xiaoshou breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's really broken."

The realm was really lost, and Xu Xiaoshou felt sorry instead.

"It's such a pity, I moved 9999 points of passive value once, I should have moved a few more times just now..."

It's nice to be able to sneeze without Vanishing.

But even if he could move, Xu Xiaoshou didn't dare to make big moves easily at the moment.

He moved a bit, quietly stepped in front of Cenchov and the storyteller, and then looked at the legendary eight gods in front of him, feeling a little more secure in his heart.

Triangles are stable.

Now, if others want to kill me, they have to break through the three giants of saints and slaves.

So this wave, I, Xu Xiaoshou, should be able to survive...

No one cared about Xu Xiaoshou's small details, and the protagonist present at the moment was not him.

Gou Wuyue cleared the white clothes, and her eyes fell on the masked man again.

"Acquainted with the eight deities?"

He withdrew the famous sword Nulan's voice, put it back into the sheath, without raising his eyes, shook his head and said, "I don't believe you."

The corner of the masked man's mouth twitched: "I can't believe it, or don't I want to believe it?"

"Do not believe!"

"Don't believe me? Then why did you put your sword back into its sheath, and why did you clear the crowd?"

"because……"

Gou Wuyue raised her eyes again, her eyes were full of heat: "I want to fight with you alone!"

"Ha ha."

"alone?"

The masked man laughed out loud: "Are you afraid that those people will be slaughtered by me? Don't worry, I don't like killing people now, so I don't like it."

"and……"

The masked man looked Gou Wuyue up and down, and his cloudy eyes were full of teasing, "You're almost half-saint, and you still want to bully me, a mere acquired child?"

"the day after tomorrow?"

Gou Wuyue laughed loudly: "The day after tomorrow, he can pinch and explode Dao at will? Chang Yi was brought out by me, and I know his strength, so..."

He changed the subject, "Are you sealing the sword?!"

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Chapter 598 Confession 2

Seal the sword?

Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.

what is this?

But no one explained it to him.

"No no no."

The masked man just shook his head again and again, lightly raised two fingers, and swiped in the void.

The sword finger swam past, and the space was broken.

"Is this a sword seal?" He asked back.

"This is just sword energy." Gou Wuyue's voice was low.

"What about this?"

The masked man took out a huge snow-white sword with his backhand, and swiped it across the void.

This sword energy tore open the space and directly separated the two sides, as if cutting this place into two realms.

Xu Xiaoshou felt a toothache watching from behind.

This is the sword of Su Qianqian, whose tomb is named Chengxue.

This ghost, how dare you take it out?

Oh, he is the Eighth Sword Immortal and the Eighth Master, so it's fine...

Gou Wuyue's eyes narrowed, and she said again: "This is not your sword."

"What about my sword?"

The masked man spread his hands and threw the famous tomb city Xue back into the space ring.

Xu Xiaoshou listened from behind, and was about to pass the four swords in his hand subconsciously, but suddenly found that white sword energy exploded in his body.

He was pinned down by the sword energy!

"Damn Bazunfu, you wait for me, when I become stronger, I will take you down regardless of whether you are Tomb Famous Chengxue or you." Xu Xiaoshou slandered.

The masked man did all this in secret, his expression completely unmoved.

He stared at Gou Wuyue and said: "My sword is in your hand, do you dare to take it and let me try it?"

"Om-"

Nu Lan's voice trembled slightly, and seemed to be a little moved.

Gou Wuyue tightened the sword in her hand, and said in a cold voice: "Don't think I don't know your thoughts, are you going another way?"

"road?"

The masked man smiled softly: "I'm indeed going another way."

As he said, he made a move.

"gone."

After saying that, he took another step forward, regarded Gou Wuyue as air, and handed his back to the other party.

"stop!"

Gou Wuyue roared angrily.

But the masked man was unmoved, and Cenchov and the storyteller followed after seeing this.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly got stuck among the three of them, letting the three big brothers escort him forward.