I have a passive skill.

"Cursed, passive value, +2333."

At the beginning, the big guy was very excited to see how Luo Yin would break the game, but then everyone watched it dully, and in the end, everyone couldn't bear to look directly at it.

The bloody scene on the field was simply... time-consuming and tear-splashing, and heart-wrenching!

Everyone guessed that if they saw the black sword in the future and saw similar sword attack methods, the first indelible impression that would emerge in their minds would only be the current figure.

——The figure of Luo Yin, who was covered in wounds all over his body, was drenched in blood and turned into a blood man.

……

"Think about it? Can't think about it!"

"Think about it? Can't think about it!"

Xu Xiaoshou was just attacking at the beginning, but in the end, he started to try all the attack methods on his body.

He tried to use the understanding of "culinary proficiency", and found the "delicious" flaw in Luo Yin's body to attack after getting close.

He also tried to join the power of "Three Days of Freezing Tribulation", and unexpectedly found that this power was compatible with Jian Nian.

From "Western Wind withered snow" to the sword drawing pose, from the sword drawn pose to "West wind withered snow", once the sword is drawn, and once the sword is withdrawn, it becomes a perfect and closed attack chain.

Too many ways to attack...

Xu Xiaoshou tried one by one, until the vital signs on the opposite side seemed to be weakening, he finally stopped and stopped.

An opponent like Luo Yin is too hard to find.

Eucharist……

May I ask, how many such meat targets are there in the world, who can make people practice swords alive?

Xu Xiaoshou never thought of killing people.

For such an existence as the Eucharist, there must be a powerful force behind it.

He also believes that after today, Tibetan suffering will definitely leave terrible sequelae to Luo Yin, let alone retribution or not.

If the other party dares to come, saying no is another force that can be used backhand to disrupt the situation in Dongtianwang City.

After all, there is Mr. Siren sitting on the first floor of the sky at this time, so Xu Xiaoshou is really fearless.

"It seems that you still can't figure it out after all..."

The last sword stopped in front of Luo Yin, Xu Xiaoshou was too lazy to extend the distance, because at this point, there was no need for it.

"Cough... poof!"

As soon as the sword light stopped, Luo Yindong lost the support of the opposing slashing external forces, and Luo Yindong fell to the ground with his whole body.

There was an uproar.

Just when everyone felt that the battle seemed to be over, unexpectedly, Luo Yin's body began to bloom with a semblance of strength.

"Boom!"

It was like a giant's cardiac arrest.

At this moment, everyone held their breath and stared intently at the power beyond the avenue emerging from behind Luo Yin.

"The power of Taixu?" It can be said that among so many innate powerhouses, Xu Xiaoshou is the only one who is familiar with this power.

He saw that the strong power of Taixu condensed on Luo Yin who was completely unconscious.

Afterwards, this power gathered, and it seemed to be solidified in the void to form a tens of sheets high...

Virtual image!

"Are you kidding me?" Xu Xiaoshou was startled.

He has only seen this thing a few times so far.

Zhang Taiying's, unhappy little monk's...

Xuxiang, that is to say, if there is no other special relationship, behind Luo Yin, there is at least a Taixu family.

If this thing is successfully condensed, wouldn't it be possible to smash himself with a backhand?

"hiss!"

At the critical moment, Xu Xiaoshou had an idea, leaned over and gave the unconscious Luo Yin a big suck.

The surging power entered the body, and it was like a yellow dragon smashing into the body in an instant, wantonly destroying.

Xu Xiaoshou's face turned red, and he almost spit out blood donation, but he forcibly held back and held back his breath.

But as the so-called embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by an ant's nest, even though it was only a small sip, the power of Taixu on Luo Yin's body had already begun to become disordered, and finally failed to form.

Obviously, in a coma, he couldn't control his last hole card at all.

"pity……"

Xu Xiaoshou stared at the blood man and shook his head slightly.

He could see that Luo Yin was very thoughtful.

Even until the end, even the sea of ​​Qi was frozen, this guy still hasn't given up his last hope.

"Holy Body, it's a bit weak..."

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but come up with such an idea.

In fact, many audience members at the scene also had the same idea.

But the only one who can clearly understand the gap between the two sides is Xu Xiaoshou who has already realized it, Mu Zixi who is on the sidelines, and Xin Gugu who is outside...

Gone!

"It's not that the Eucharist is too weak, but the gap between you and me is really too big."

Xu Xiaoshou looked at Luo Yin and sighed softly. The so-called innateness, placed on him, can only be regarded as a cover.

Believers die, unbelievers go mad... that's all.

"Duang~"

"Guang~"

The body of the Tibetan Ku sword swayed from side to side.

The black sword that had swallowed the blood of the holy body even became shiny on the surface. It was obviously only a seventh-grade spiritual sword, but it was so full of spirituality that it was almost monstrous.

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help flicking his fingers hard.

But after a "clang", Zang Ku became a demon again.

It seemed to be played so comfortably that even the blade began to tremble violently, rattling and buzzing, and finally straightened up. After persisting for a while, it relaxed.

Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.

Where did you learn this?

This sword is too evil!

I'm afraid that even Yan Mang and You Sijian are not as infiltrating as this evildoer...

"Everyone."

Regardless of the hardships, after Xu Xiaoshou finished solving Luo Yin, he set his sights on the players who could still stay on the court.

At this time, there are actually not many people left, only a hundred or so, scattered everywhere.

At other times, he must be a good player to compete for the championship.

but now……

"Slap a chicken feather!"

The contestants were speechless and jumped off the ring one after another.

Xu Shaozhi is strong, he can only be said to be a descendant of a semi-sacred family, and he is not at the same level as ordinary people.

Even Luo Yin was tortured and killed, what else can they struggle for?

"Is this the championship?"

There were only three people left in the field, and Mu Zixi jumped off the canopy.

In fact, from the moment Xu Xiaoshou stepped onto the ring, she had a vague premonition of this, but seeing such a situation...

One person, with the strength of just one battle, can frighten others so much that they dare not even resist.

As soon as this happened, I have to say that even Mu Zixi was a little shocked.

If the expectation is the expectation, and the reality is the same, it is indeed very speechless.

And Xu Xiaoshou...

Heh, my senior brother seems to be a speechless person?

"Give it to you."

Xu Xiaoshou watched the girl coming, and said with a smile.

"I do not want."

Mu Zixi refused on the spot.

What she wanted was to win the championship with her own strength, just like Mo Mo, instead of relying on Xu Xiaoshou, a senior, to get everything she wanted.

"You don't take it? How can it be..."

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned, he didn't expect Mu Zixi not to want it.

And he can't take it himself!

After winning the championship, there will be no chance to play again.

After this match, the main thing is not the championship at all, but the countless passive values.

Now that he won the championship, wouldn't it be a blood loss?

"Master Xu has worked hard, Aunt Mu has worked hard..."

Xiao Wanfeng hurriedly followed behind. Although his speed was slow, his eyesight was excellent, and he quickly served two new cups of tea.

But when he raised his head face to face, he was shocked by two piercing eyes.

"Uh, you guys, why are you looking at me like that..."

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Chapter 667 Champion Xiao Wanfeng!

"Let us congratulate the champion of this Tianluo battle!"

"He is the descendant of the semi-sacred family, Young Master Xu, Xu Decho..."

The host's voice echoed in Tianluo Field, but when he said this, he paused for a long time.

The entire audience could vaguely hear scolding voices: "Haven't come yet? Send up this person's information, hurry up!"

After a while, while everyone was staring at the last person in the ring speechlessly, the host's voice finally came alive again.

"...'s servant!"

"He is the super mortal Xiao Wanfeng who just joined the first floor of the sky and awakened the sword-cultivating intent of the ancient sword in the arena!"

"Yes," the host added heavily, "You heard me right... Mortals! Champions! Unprecedented!"

There was a bang.

The host's voice was fixed, and the audience's angry curses erupted in an instant.

"What about playing Nima? This is, is he the champion?"

"It's a fucking official crime to crack down on match-fixing. It's obviously the match that Xu Shao won. Why did this guy end up on stage?"

"Can he stand firm, can he resist Luo Yin's punch, can he resist Xu Shao's sword?"

"This...is simply ridiculous. I'm going to file a complaint! You didn't start Tian Luo Zhan this day, and behind it is the Temple of the Holy Spirit. If you do it like this, aren't you afraid that the responsibility will come down and you won't be able to bear it!"

The angry scolding of the crowd came like a tsunami.

The lonely Xiao Wanfeng held a saucer and stood stiffly on the stage, shaking his hands and smiling at the angry audience.