I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1565

[Chapter 1492: Four taels of spiritual swords move a thousand pounds, and the Wanjun Emperor Sword breaks through the defense]

brush!

The ghost energy all over the sky seemed to be retreating from the tide, turning into shapes like whips and vines, and all of them converged on the body.

The white hair faded to black, the nine tails retracted to the waist, and the three blood lines on the forehead disappeared and faded.

The extremely arrogant Shou Ye transformed into a ghost beast, but when the sword sounded, it was like a sharp sword being sheathed, and he returned to the simple Xu Xiao Shou.

At this moment, many ancient sword cultivators around Yujing City all had stern expressions.

It’s coming…

Ye Xiaotian held his breath and concentrated, comparing Xu Xiaoshou in his return to his original form with the sword immortals around him, especially the Meisi people, he felt the same: It is

indeed coming…

The arrogance that was released went back, The melancholy form belonging to the ancient sword cultivator has come out!

“Buzz–”

The Emperor Sword Duzun, one of the five great artifacts of Chaos, came into contact with the third-grade spiritual sword Zangku in mid-air, and an astonishing sword intent came out.

The sword intent was almost condensed into substance, intertwined and blended with each other, and seemed to be equally divided.

However, after a few breaths, the one-sided attitude turned into surging golden sword energy, pushing through Jade Capital City and surging in all directions.

“Ugh…”

Zangku was shaken down and fell into the palm of his master, complaining aggrievedly.

This scene was recorded by Feng Zhongzui, who was holding the preaching mirror, and spread to the five regions of the mainland.

In the first confrontation, Ben was outmatched, which undoubtedly aroused a lot of doubts:

“Zangku? This looks like just an ordinary spiritual sword… Fourth grade? Third grade? It is expensive, but it is worthy of Master Shou. Is it a noble status?”

“Where are the four swords that Xu Xiaoshou has? Where is the Yan Python? The Emperor Sword is the only one. Ordinary spiritual swords will probably break after being hit. Are you kidding with this broken sword?” ”

Absolutely not. So, I heard that the sword master Shouye used to kill Rao was to hide the suffering. The hiding suffering is definitely not a thing in the pond. It will turn into a snake when encountering the storm!” ”

Pfft! What a snake, but I remember that he used four swords at that time?”

” Fart! I saw it with my own eyes. He used the Yan Python, the Flame Sword Yan Python, and the Jinzhao Baiyan. This is Master Shou’s exclusive sword!” ”

Don’t argue, I can’t say that Master Shou wants to raise a sword. , Don’t you see that Qingju is nourished by ‘name’ like this?”

“Funny! Do you think that any broken sword has the appearance of Qingju, and that everyone has the grace of the Eighth Sword Immortal?” “

Hidden Bitter? Let me make a bold prediction first – the broken sword hides the bitterness!”

Before the battle started, Xu Xiaoshou vaguely saw the laws of heaven and earth, and wisps of “qi” like silk and mist coming from all directions.

This energy eventually drifted into the body of the Zangku sword, making it even more depressed and less willing to fight.

Not at all as proud as before.

After being softened by the Emperor Sword Duzun’s touch, the God of Pain was also tired.

“Name…”

Perception swept in all directions, and no one moved at all.

Only the two lines of tears seemed to be noticed, and he stretched out his fingers to touch something in front of him.

Xu Xiaoshou understood immediately.

This is the real “name” that can nourish all things that can only be seen by those who have practiced sword observation and “sword reading”!

However, the name of success and success can achieve the Eight Masters, the Qingju, etc.; the name of decadence and doubt can only have a counterproductive effect and cannot bring any nourishment to the hidden suffering?

“No.”

Xu Xiaoshou stopped in the air, thoughtfully.

This is a large number of “names” from the five realms that can almost be merged into reality. If I finally taste defeat, I fear that Zang Kuzhen will never be able to recover from the fall.

But if you win!

All doubts are false.

Even if peace comes, this will also become the basis for success and fame.

“In the dark past of unfulfilled achievements, I was the same way. That’s where your name of ‘Hiding Bitterness’ comes from.” ”

What’s more, you are just a third-grade spiritual sword now?”

“Is it wrong for them to question you? ”

Silver sword thought flashed in Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes, and while muttering to himself, he gently stroked the body of the Zangku sword.

The black sword hummed and trembled, and soon let out a pleasant moan, forgetting all external doubts in the blink of an eye.

war!

“嘤——”

The sword restarted and stretched straight.

The sword thought was between the sword holder and the sword, growing stronger and shining with a biting luster.

Beibei withdrew his gaze from the black sword, but did not take action immediately. Instead, he advised:

“You only have one chance. Now that you have four swords, it will not break… You don’t care for the sword like this.” “Yes.”

Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes and looked at Cen Cen with a smile, “That’s how I got here.” ”

Okay! Don’t regret it if you dare!” Beibei shouted tenderly, and the Emperor Sword Duzun suddenly burst out with bright golden light.

She knew Xu Xiaoshou’s level of swordsmanship and never dared to trust him.

Since warnings are useless, doing your best is the best respect for your opponent!

“Ten Thousand Swordsmanship…”

He opened his palms, and the imperial sword in his palms trembled crazily, slowly rising up, and its momentum was advancing layer by layer.

The sword power can be condensed at any time, and the battle can be opened at any time!

The people of Yujing City felt that they had been immersed in Master Shou’s swordsmanship for the last breath. In the blink of an eye, all the spiritual swords in the city were flying.

“Buzz buzz…”

Wan Jian returned to his clan.

This is the true worship of ten thousand swords.

It’s not the Void Condensation Swordsmanship, it’s the tens of thousands of swords in the real Yujing City!

“The first realm, absolute empire?”

Xu Xiaoshou tightly held on to Zang Ku, who was also being pulled, and looked sideways, but did not immediately stop him.

As a high-ranking person on a psychological level, he indulged Beibei because he was sure that the other party could not beat him.

As a low-ranking person in the level of swordsmanship, if he wants to steal Beibei’s master, he also needs to let her swordsmanship be fully unleashed.

“Kendo disk.”

Without any hesitation, Xu Xiaoshou stepped out of the kendo disk and entered the state of unity between man and nature.

When he looked at it like this again, Beibei’s sword seemed to be different.

“More than just Ten Thousand Swordsmanship?”

When the imperial sword passed over Beibei’s head, the golden imperial aura affected all the spiritual swords around Yujing City.

Xu Xiaoshou was not the only one affected.

Almost at the same time, the major ancient sword cultivators also lowered their eyes and tightly grasped the swords that were suddenly unsheathed and almost being pulled away.

“Chuishenzhang, Taicheng Sword, Tingchen, Hu, Meiziyu, Xijiao…” Fengzhong was so drunk that he scanned the major ancient sword repair swords one by one with his preaching mirror, and said with great excitement: ”

You may not Knowing what these swords mean, let me tell you, all of them have the appearance of famous swords!” ”

Even Gu Lao’s Mei Ziyu and Yang Lao’s Xi Jiao are not world-famous yet. You will know when the immortals are on the list.” ”

And now, all these swords, which may be famous or temporarily unknown, are almost pulled by the North Sword Immortal. What does it mean?” “The

first state of Wanjian Shu. , Absolute imperial system?”

“No! It’s more than that!”

Feng Zhongzui spat, asking and answering himself, “Most people in my Feng family have practiced Ten Thousand Swordsmanship, and there is absolutely no such effect. This is the influence of the Emperor Sword alone!”

Feng Tingchen glanced over with a sullen face.

Feng Zhongzui’s passion suddenly stopped, and he quickly turned to the mirror and said, “Master, did I say something wrong?” Feng Tingchen

thought his face looked much better, but in fact it looked even worse.

“That’s right.” Mei Siren turned his head and looked up, “You do know a lot.”

Feng Zhongzui was overjoyed, and with the greatest encouragement, he continued:

“The Emperor’s Sword is the only one, the most suitable for all swordsmanship. Sword.”

“The more auxiliary swords there are, the stronger the power it can release!”

“My Feng family is planning… Bah, I have been dreaming about this sword for so long, but today I can finally see that it is perfect with the ancient sword. It fits.”

“As I expected, Bei Sword Immortal will use the name of the Emperor Sword to command all the swords in the world to enhance himself…here it comes!”

Feng Zhongzui’s mouth was a little broken, but The angle of looking at the sword is extremely precise.

Just as his voice settled, the Emperor Sword Du Zun above Bei Bei’s head hummed with a mysterious voice that suppressed the eternity: ”

Thousands of swords worship, my sword is Du Zun!”

This sound seemed to come from ancient times, as if Coming from the sword, he actually responded to Beibei’s opening of his mouth and turned the imaginary into reality.

When the sound was settled, a golden dragon shadow jumped out from the emperor’s sword.

All the famous swords and spirit swords present had some of their power transferred to them and merged into them.

At the same time as the golden light shone all over the sky, the shadow of the golden dragon jumped into Beibei’s body, dyeing his white clothes with noble gold, as if wearing an invisible crown on his head.

“Boom!”

The sword energy in the sky was rampant, and the ten thousand swords of Yujing bowed down.

Feng Zhongzui knew the effect, so he directly zoomed in on the screen and aimed at the surging sword energy wave.

…

Everyone in front of the preaching mirror from all over the five regions.

“This guy is really talkative…”

“You guys from the Feng family, can you summon him and ask him to calm down for

a while?” Many people were still condemning the one who called Feng Zhongzui for yelling and screaming, but when they saw in the mirror The screen changed, and a noble golden figure jumped out.

The portrait scene passed quickly, and then slowed down as it moved towards the sword in the hand of Beijianxian, which was dyed with golden light and suddenly changed in quality.

“Emperor Sword!”

The sword was drawn out from bottom to tip.

From the wrathful eyes and the majestic gold-patterned sword…

to the eight-sided sword with dark silver edges and a dragon pattern in the center, showing murderous intent…

it has the dignity of the emperor, but also has the emperor’s indignity. What a majestic power, not to mention the fact that the Emperor Sword is the only one showing its sharp edge at this moment!

Everyone covered their faces and exclaimed, retreating in shock, because the sword in the mirror looked like it was almost going to burst out of the mirror.

A preaching mirror can convey a lot of things.

In addition to the impact and damage encountered at the scene, almost 90% of the sword intention, sword energy, sword power, etc. can be transmitted.

At that time, the Demon Sword Ten Thousand Arms Demon Lord in front of the Sword Burial Tomb, the stunning enchantress with the Blood Sword, the voice of the Demon Sword Nulan in Half Moon Bay, the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword in Shenyue Fairy City…

everyone with a name has moved. .

The famous swords and spiritual swords in front of these mirrors have not yet suppressed the excitement.

The picture in the mirror was enlarged, and the Bei Sword Immortal, who was holding the imperial sword, had coldly pressed his sword in front of Xu Xiaoshou and Zangku.

“Absolute monarchy, surrender!”

With a bang, the world in the mirror rippled, and golden waves surged out, almost suffocating the people in front of the mirror.

It’s not false!

The momentum is so overwhelming that it is like a drowned duckweed, swaying and about to overturn.

“What kind of swordsmanship is this?”

“Absolute monarchy, is this the effect? Isn’t it just a matter of suppressing momentum?” ”

Damn, why hasn’t this Feng Zhongzui spoken yet? He’s forced to do so when he shouldn’t have said it. He should have said it. He said nothing at all…”

After a short period of stagnation, an extremely excited voice rang out:

“Haidao, the sea is boundless!”

“Everyone, you read it right, this is one of the highest among the three thousand swordsmanship. One…”

…

Absolute monarchy?

The sea has no boundaries?

With his feet on the kendo board, Xu Xiaoshou was like a gluttonous beast that didn’t know why it was full, frantically digesting a large amount of “knowledge” that had been in his stomach.

He did not touch Yun Dao Fields and Yun Dao Seeds, but added points to himself, the Mangjian Dao Mysterious Formation Diagram.

Because he discovered that his swordsmanship level was actually not low anymore.

Although Bei Bei’s sword style borrowed the power of the Emperor’s Sword to dominate, it was very powerful, but it was not incomprehensible.

It can even be said that Xu Xiaoshou understood it as soon as she made the move and Feng Zhongzui explained it.

Compared to Xiao Zunzhen, who is “one poem, one sword, one sword, one song” on Void Island, and the Meisi people who are “third-rate red plums, first-rate is stronger than first-rate”…

Beibei’s sword is certainly very powerful. .

But it’s too basic. I’m just copying answers to sample questions. It’s very superficial!

She can only use one sword style at the same time, plus at most a little bit of the more complicated “Haido” among the three thousand kendos, and the rest depends on the Imperial Sword alone.

As for Xiao Dazui’s sword and Mei Siren’s sword, they have put aside the sword itself and are playing with sword-style combos, or even swordsmanship combos.

The missionary mirror finished transmitting the highlight moment of Bei Jianxian, and Feng Zhongzui showed Shouye the scene at the right time.

He had the same idea as everyone in front of the mirror at this moment, and wanted to see how Master Shou would respond to this sword.

Unexpectedly, the picture in the mirror moved away, only to see a figure dancing fiercely in the storm, with black hair slowly flying, but it became more unmoving, free and uninhibited.

He lightly touched the sword with his fingertips and whispered:

“Zangku, do you want to kill the god?”

With a bang, the person in front of the mirror stood up.

Some people fell in love with Shou Ye’s calmness and calmness, while others witnessed the origin of the name “Shou Ye”.

Gu Qingsan pointed at that guy, turned around and said angrily: “He’s too arrogant… Junior sister, he’s too arrogant!”

Su Qianqian pursed her lips and smiled without saying a word.

In Half Moon Bay, the actor who played Dao Qiong pointed at the mirror, looked back at the eight familiar actors and smiled.

“I don’t believe you haven’t taught him the sword. Mr. Si Ren can’t teach such a naughty thing.”

Bazun said without turning his head: “Is it possible that after staying with you for a while, everyone will be a little bit naughty? What’s more, he’s also a naughty person?”

…

Presumptuous!

Under the imperial posture, Beibei was angry and speechless.

Under the absolute suppression of the imperial system, Xu Xiaoshou could not be shaken to pieces, but could still speak arrogant words with ease?

What contempt!

The sea has no boundaries, it is an attack that is the culmination of ten thousand sword skills. The sword intent that has been condensed into a vast ocean can push forward layer by layer, overturning people.

This sword seals the throat, and thousands of swords in Yujing City are launched. At the same time, the sword intent of all the famous swords in the surrounding area surges wildly. It can be said that there is support from all directions, and King Qin is protecting him.

And just like that, when Beibei’s sword struck Xu Xiaoshou’s throat, the guy still seemed to turn a blind eye.

“Illusion swordsmanship?”

Beibei’s pupils condensed.

At the same time, I heard a drunken shout in the wind:

“Illusion Sword Technique, this is Illusion Sword Technique!”

“Don’t forget, Master Shou is not only a student of Mr. Si Ren, but before that he also followed the Eighth Sword Immortal. ”

It’s well known that the Eighth Sword Immortal is good at phantom swordsmanship, and even his named disciple Xiao Kongtong is also good at it. How could Xu Xiaoshou not be good at it?”

Bei Bei suddenly changed his mind and temporarily changed his sword to seal his throat. Cutting turns into downward suppression.

“Heart Sword Technique, my heart is clear, break it!”

Suddenly golden light exploded, and the waves turned into defense, pushing around the body, trying to defeat the illusory sword technique.

At least, it has to be able to show the flaws or boundaries of the phantom sword technique, right?

No!

Beibei glanced around and saw that the world was extremely real, without any flaws.

Is the Fantasy Sword Technique solved in advance?

Illusion sword skills are still there, but they haven’t been exposed?

At this moment, before she understood it, she saw Xu Xiao moved in front of her.

Xu Xiaoshou pushed forward gently, and in the slowest, easiest to guard against, but also the weirdest way, he pierced the tip of the sword into the defenseless Beibei’s chest.

“Tsk…”

This Xu Xiaoshou was so fake when he sealed his throat with his sword that he couldn’t fake any more. He didn’t even have a trace of panic, retreat or defense. Even the movement of his sword was so fake that it exploded. He was clearly an illusion.

His sword brought the most real pain!

Beibei lowered his head in a daze, looking at the large amount of blood overflowing from his heart, and felt the heart-piercing pain.

At this moment, she heard the drunken scream in the wind again:

“What did I see?”

“Master Shou used my voice as a phantom sword technique. With only a few words and in conjunction with his weird movements, he easily Have you deceived the Northern Sword Immortal?”

“The emperor’s sword is the only sword that can undo its power. The third-grade spiritual sword hides the pain, but it breaks the defense so easily? Attacking the heart is the most important thing. This is called phantom swordsmanship!”

Beibei His pupils suddenly trembled, and his face turned red.

If the sword stabbing her heart just now hadn’t made her wake up, the words “it really stabbed her heart” were what broke her guard on the spot.

No magic swordsmanship?

In other words, the magic of phantom swordsmanship is not at the moment when one realizes it, but after one becomes “conscious” and takes advantage of the situation?

So if he had been brave enough to chop it off at that time, what Dahai Wujiang would have chopped off would have been Xu Xiaoshou’s neck?

Regret!

“Tsk…”

Zangku pulled it out from Beibei’s heart, touched it lightly, softened Beibei’s hand holding the sword, and knocked away the Emperor Sword Duzun.

Four taels is worth a thousand catties.

But the difference between victory and defeat comes too soon?

Xu Xiaoshou frowned. The scene he expected of a passionate battle between the sword immortals, with both sides fighting with all their strength, was in vain.

He wanted to steal more from his master…

But soon, Xu Xiaoshou put away his distracting thoughts and suddenly realized the reason. He said in an indifferent tone:

“Gu Jian Xiu Mu Wushen Buddha, my position in your heart is too high, too strong, even You are so strong that I don’t need to use my sword, and you will fail.”

“You are not defeated by me, but by yourself.”

After a pause, Zang Ku’s light drew out at a high speed, piercing the main artery on the side of Beibei’s snow-white neck, and blood flowed out. Gushing like a spring.

“Let me borrow a word from someone…”

“I will kill the gods and Buddhas in your heart with one sword. I hope you can do it for yourself.”

Thank you [Northern Genius Jiang Nayi] for the 10,000 reward for Tibetan suffering.

Zangku: “嘤嘤嘤…”

[End of This Chapter.]