I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1626.0

[Chapter 1553: The Holy Six-pointed Sin, the Six-pointed Sin, One Thought of Prajna Clears the Miscellaneous (1/2)]

brush!

A black shadow jumped out from the pattern of the Samsara Heaven Ascension Pillar, like a dragon soaring over the sea, and the flat land was in turmoil.

He did not just leave, but stopped in mid-air in the long-planned encirclement, looking around and looking in all directions.

“Huhu…”

Under the rumblings of hunting, the young man with black hair, black clothes and black sword, serious in speech, brought the atmosphere of the scene to a freezing point.

“coming!”

“Those sleeveless, red and scorched hands, those hidden pains, that face… it is indeed him, Lord Shou!”

“Don’t be afraid, no matter how strong he is, we have six half-saints, can he still defy heaven?”

“Yes, he is the one we are waiting for. He is the one who should be nervous!”

In the distance, the three Taixu gathered in a group, huddled behind a hill, and quietly transmitted their voices with their spiritual thoughts.

After just a glance, they didn’t even dare to use their spiritual senses to explore further. Soon someone took out a specially made formation disk and said:

“I will summon Dazai Half-Saint first. Old Wang, you will now go and notify Master Li. Senior Hua Yuan will be responsible for you, Old Qian…”

laugh!

The sword light passed by.

Mountains and human heads flew up at the same time.

The array disk fell to the ground with a clatter and rolled twice.

“Plop.”

White flames ignited and the formations shattered.

“He looked over!”

Lao Qian and Lao Wang looked at each other with horror in their eyes, and ran away without saying a word.

But as soon as my feet were lifted off the ground…

call out!

call out!

Two sword lights flew across the sky.

Four swords were nailed down, and Yan python was nailed down.

Taixu was struck by the famous sword blessed by Sword Thoughts, his head and heart were torn apart, and he died suddenly.

“what!”

Taixu, who was the first to be attacked by the owl, was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split. His soul body turned into a black light, abandoned his body and fled into the air.

“Return.”

Xu Xiaoshou raised his fingers together and pointed them upward.

The sword thoughts in the void intertwined, and when the four swords and the Yan Python returned, they left behind traces of the ghost swords and Mo swords, knocking down the black light soul film piece by piece, until the tragic sound was silent.

laugh!

laugh!

The two swords returned and were held at the waist.

The demonic energy and the white flames spread out on the left and right, and the nameless sword dimmed itself, showing the sharp edge of the sheath, adding luster to the black-clothed figure standing in the air.

Xu Xiaoshou then lowered his eyes and looked down.

The six-and-a-half saints sitting in the position of the six-pointed star, carrying a turtle shell on a camel, a red rope wrapped around one waist, rolling talisman paper in one hand, flying flowers and picking leaves in one hand, wearing a heavy sword on the other, pursed his lips and said nothing.

By this time, everyone had stood up in shock, with faces showing surprise, emotion, sigh, or admiration… However, there was no fear.

“What a sword! What a sword! A heavy sword, let’s see how this sword looks like.”

“Are you Xu Xiaoshou, who is famous in the five realms today? You are the master of sword, spirit, and body. You are the saint slave master who has fathered thousands of children?”

“It’s better to meet after hearing it for a long time. We were just discussing why the incarnation of the semi-holy idea disappeared.”

“My little friend doesn’t seem to be a half-saint yet? This is incredible. How did that conscious body do it just now?”

“Have you ever been married?”

“…”

Xu Xiaoshou silently glanced at the six old men, looking at each Half-Saint so carefully for the first time.

His intuition told him that these were not Jiang Buyi and others who were full of suicidal thoughts.

But, so what?

He narrowed his eyes slightly, tilted his sword, and said indifferently:

“I only have one thing to say.”

“Retreat now, regardless of cause and effect!”

Iron Turtle, Hongxian Lao, Fu Jiu, Ye Xiao, Chong Jian Feng, Yan Ling Ju, their eyes touched each other.

The old man with a hunchback and a turtle shell on his back waved his hands and said, “Have you ever heard of the Six-Pointed Saint of the Central Region?”

Without waiting for a response, he tied a red thread around his waist and asked Xu Xiaoshou if he was married. The seemingly kind-hearted old man took the question and said with a smile:

“The six of us have no clan or clan, and have wandered around the world all our lives, only doing tiring and dirty work for the Holy Temple.”

“Taixu has killed before, and half-saints have killed before. It is rare for him to ask us to kill Dao by asking for a holy order.”

“Ai Cangsheng said that you are not simple, and you also sent a large amount of information to us, asking us to be careful.”

“At that time, old man, we were thinking that there would never be a time in our lives when the six of us would go into battle together, and when this time came…”

He shrugged, wrapped the red thread around his fingers and tied some kind of knot, and said with a smile:

“It’s either life or death. It seems there’s really no need to say more. What do you think, little friend?”

The six semi-holy killers raised by the Holy Temple?

Xu Xiaoshou’s brows moved slightly, and he immediately knew that these six old men would never be able to persuade them to retreat or turn them around by words.

At this moment…

Red Thread Old Bian sighed. After tightening the knot in his hand, he pulled it back suddenly and stopped talking nonsense:

“Do it!”

Xu Xiaoshou clearly had no reminder of a sneak attack or any feeling of being targeted by murderous intent.

At that moment, I felt my waist tighten, and an illusory sharp red rope appeared.

The end of the rope was wrapped around his body, but the end of the thread was in Old Hongxian’s hand. It became tighter and tighter, almost cutting his body in half.

wrong!

What it binds and attacks is not the body, but the soul!

“Tsk-“

There was a crack, and Xu Xiaoshou could clearly see a black line cracking on his waist, and his soul body was accompanied by severe pain, which made his face twitch.

“Break!”

The red thread’s old fingertips hooked, but it was like pulling a giant bull. This time, it kept strangling the enemy’s soul.

His heart suddenly sank, and he quickly called for help:

“Do it, you guys!”

Buzz.

Xu Xiaoshou took action.

The sword path under his feet circled, and he only held Zangku in his hands, and his body was replaced by nothingness.

No swordsmanship, no sword style!

Luoyingjie, open!

“It’s an illusory swordsmanship, be careful!” The old man with a Chinese character face, who was carrying a heavy sword on his back, shouted softly. He looked around, but saw red plums falling gracefully.

Xu Xiaoshou transforms reality into emptiness and places it into nothingness.

The time and space jump of a sword was pointed out in the air, and when he was close to the red line, he ended the Falling World and returned from nothing.

“boom!”

In front of the Six Saints, a huge gate to hell suddenly opened.

A sword of Fengdu that covered the sky unreasonably broke through the door opened by Shanshan, and pointed directly at Mr. Hongxian who was the first to launch the attack.

In an instant, everyone’s expressions changed!

“Is this fucking phantom swordsmanship?”

The old gambler on the red line didn’t dare to take a gamble. While retreating, he shouted to his teammates for support: “The iron turtle is on top!”

Boom!

The Sword of Fengdu only left an afterimage on the spot, breaking through time and space in an instant, directly smashing Old Hongxian’s soul like a giant pestle.

“I’m here, be careful with Xu Xiaoshou, he knows all nine swordsmanships!” Iron Turtle was just rushing to help carrying his big turtle shell, when he saw the red thread dropped to the ground on the old man’s hand.

His body was turning black every inch at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“Dead, dead?”

Iron Turtle looked horrified.

Just one face-to-face meeting, and the soul of old Hongxian was shattered?

He suddenly looked at Xu Xiaoshou who was wielding a sword not far away. He could not open and close his mouth, and his eyes were so trembling that he could not focus.

At this moment…

“Leave late!”

He had been lagging behind and opened his mouth as he spoke the spiritual curse without saying a word.

His mouth was like a blessing. Once he finished speaking, time was delayed!

The sword of Fengdu retreated.

The red thread old soul body fights back.

The gate of hell closed forcefully, and the sword circled and returned to the body.

“What is this…” Xu Xiaoshou has never seen such a weird ability, and this is an eye-opener.

The world of spirit refining is full of wonders.

Everyone who can become a saint has his or her own strengths, and this statement is true.

The cooperation of these six people has obviously been tempered many times, and they come to fight with their brains.

As time passed, the look of horror on Tie Wugui’s face disappeared, as if he was just faking it.

Turning around, he threw the big turtle shell in his hand into the air, swelling to the point that it could block the sun.

“Wutianzhao!”

With a booming sound, the turtle shell covered the person inside and entered the other world.

At the same time, the epee with a Chinese character pulled out the giant sword behind him, his thick eyebrows raised, and his voice was like thunder.

“Xuan Zhen Ting Sword!”

As soon as a seal was struck, the Nine Heavens Yin Thunder rolled down and turned into a black-red thunder sword, which blasted straight into the turtle shell and pointed directly at Xu Xiaoshou.

“Soul binding!”

Red Thread Lao picked up the red rope on the ground and swung it in the air, then tugged hard and bound Xu Xiaoshou’s soul body through the air.

“God-Destroying Curse!”

The talisman paper was always rolled up in his hand, and Fu Jiu, who was silent and silent, threw out the talisman in the air, with the intention of destroying Xu Xiaoshou’s will.

“Frostheart Leaf!”

With a flick of the finger, thousands of flying leaves evolve in the turtle shell world, either happy or sad, angry or frightened, and they are slashing at people’s desires.

“Certainly!”

Say another word of the magic spell.

At the same moment, Xu Xiaoshou, who was just about to react, felt that all the avenues around him were disconnected from him at the same time.

His body, soul, and will were all held in place, and he could only endure such a terrifying attack.

“boom!”

Thunder penetrates the body, the soul is bound with a red rope, the curse kills the mind, and the flying leaves cut into the heart!

At the same time, four levels of attacks exploded, reaching the ultimate level in their respective ways. It would be difficult for any half-saint in the world to accept this hard-controlled attack – this is almost a certain death situation!

“Rumble…”

The turtle shell world was violently shaken.

The six-pointed saints of the Central Region have been separated from each other for a long time, and no one in the world can survive their attacks without dying.

They had only heard about Xu Xiaoshou, who was a master of swords, spirit, and body. They had no idea of his true strength, but theoretically…

Hongxian was silent for three breaths: “It’s time to die.”

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