I have a passive skill Chapter 1048: The cold wind destroys the pride, but the fragrance of plum blossoms is even stronger - the Seven Swords Immortal Plum Siren appears!
Chapter 1048: The cold wind destroys the pride, but the fragrance of plum blossoms is even stronger - the Seven Swords Immortal Plum Siren appears!
Three breaths?
Making a life or death decision?
Don’t I need to think? When Ba Zunzhen asked for me in Baigu, he never threatened me like this! You are bullying me!
In the disappearing state, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't hold it in anymore and began to curse and go crazy.
But the next second, he suddenly understood why Jiang Buyi suddenly ended the conversation and asked him to make a choice directly, because...
"Didi, didi, didi..."
The sound of the cross characters was still so orderly, but at a certain moment, a faint light emitted, and a guiding force was faintly generated in his mind, instructing Xu Xiaoshou to look in a certain direction.
In Jiang Buyi's sanctuary, Xu Xiaoshou's "perception" was disturbed and he could not see the outside world clearly.
At this moment, he turned his eyes and discovered that outside the sanctuary, in the world of Mo Lake, there was an extremely clear figure.
This is an old man, wearing a pale purple swordsman's robe and holding a folding fan. He is so elegant and refined.
Except that the two stone swords on his back slightly affected his temperament, he was like an immortal, exuding the glimmer of a savior, as if an angel had come.
"Mr. Jiren?" Xu Xiaoshou was overjoyed.
He recognized this person. He was a guest on the first floor of the sky. After failing to recruit a disciple, he left shortly after the night battle in the royal city. He did not know where he went.
Unexpectedly, at his most critical moment, he would appear outside Jiang Buyi's sanctuary with the pass character in his hand.
Dinghai Shenzhen!
If this is not the savior, what is it?
My dear...at this moment! You! are my God!
"No, is Mr. Jiren qualified? Jiang Buyi is a half-saint..." Xu Xiaoshou calmed down quickly and his heart began to beat wildly.
"That's not right, that's not right either... so what if you are a half-saint? Mr. Jiren is one of the oldest Seven Swordsmen. With his qualifications, he has already become a half-saint. Why wait until now?"
Xu Xiaoshou thought about the conversation with Mr. Jiren that night and tried to comfort himself, "He just doesn't want to become a saint now. It doesn't mean he doesn't have the ability to fight against semi-saints!"
After finding a solution for himself, and knowing that he finally found someone, Xu Xiaoshou no longer felt humble.
He controlled the portrait clone with only half of his body left, directly met Jiang Buyi's gaze, and said solemnly:
"Jiang Bansheng! This junior respects you, so I have spoken respectfully before."
"But you have to know that even when the Eight Masters invited me to join the Saint Slaves, they never threatened me like this!"
Half of his body floated up out of thin air, and with a flick of his sleeves and robe, his voice became a little more angry: "I, Xu Xiao, have been taught hard work and have never learned to bend down since I was born!"
"Snapped--"
After these words were finally settled, Jiang Buyi raised his eyelids, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and the portrait clone Xu Xiaoshou folded his waist on the spot, and his aura shattered with a "Uh-huh" sound.
"It's a pity that you made a wrong decision..."
Jiang Buyi's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he wanted to take action directly, but suddenly, he turned his eyes and looked into the distance, as if he had some realization.
"This saint said that what made you suddenly become tough when speaking, it turned out to be because... did you see this person outside the realm?"
There was a click sound.
Hundreds of miles away, everything in the world seems to be moving slowly.
The sound of gentle footsteps entering the sanctuary reached the ears of Jiang Buyi and Xu Xiaoshou from afar.
"Jiang Bansheng's words are a bit contemptuous..."
Accompanied by this low laughter, Mei Jiren shook her paper fan lightly, her steps were slow and slow, she shrunk to an inch, and in just three steps, she arrived in front of Jiang Buyi.
He smiled and faced Jiang Buyi, who was full of murderous intent, and looked at him levelly. It was clear that there was not even a ray of holy power blooming from his body, but his momentum was not weak at all.
Standing still, Mei Jiren folded his folding fan, tapped his palms, and asked with a smile: "Jiang Bansheng, don't you even have the qualifications to make people feel at ease?"
"Mr. Jiren, save me——"
Xu Xiaoshou almost cried when he disappeared.
This is too strong. Mr. Jiren’s appearance, he would like to call him the most handsome!
Now unless Ba Zunzhen appears in person, Xu Xiaoshou feels that the strongest person in his mind needs to be updated.
Mei Jiren, with the appearance of a swordsman, can resist the semi-saint without falling behind.
This Feng Qingyundan posture is completely incomparable with the Void Warrior who was instantly knocked out by a punch, and Teng Shan Haibi who was stabbed through the chest by a palm... right?!
Both are Taixu, but the difference is Yunni!
I didn't know the ranking of the Seven Swordsmen's combat power before, but now Xu Xiaoshou understands it clearly.
Taixu, among the Sword Immortals, the Eight Masters, Mei Jiren, etc. are in a league of their own, and they can be ranked next to Gou Wuyue, Rao Yaoyao and others. As for the Void Attendant, Teng Shanhai, they will be ranked at the bottom?
And under these, we can rank the "Taixu strong ones" in the true sense, Shuangdai, Hongdang, Xiaoren... and other miscellaneous fish.
Using one's own strength to forcefully carve out a "realm" called the respective names among Semi-Saints and Taixu - this is called a strong person! This is called the pinnacle!
However, just when Xu Xiaoshou had this thought in his mind and thought he was about to be saved, Jiang Buyi's eyes turned cold and his aura suddenly changed.
"boom!"
Semi-Saint Jiang Buyi just narrowed his eyes and solidified his murderous intention. The space within a hundred miles radius collapsed and everything was renewed.
The nine days are like falling into a cold abyss, and the scenery changes.
The heavy snow began to fall, and the biting cold wind that suddenly blew up seemed to freeze all the spiritual refiners below the semi-saint to death.
Even Xu Xiaoshou, who had disappeared, couldn't help but feel agitated all over. His scalp was numb like an electric shock. He felt like he was affected across different time and space.
"Meiji people..."
Jiang Buyi shook his head slightly, with disbelief.
He never thought that when the Jedi attributes of Miracle Forest were activated, someone would dare to come here and break into his sanctuary, and it would be such an unexpected person! At the moment, Jiang Buyi sneered and sarcastically said, "Mei, do you know how your attitude will change after entering this situation?"
Holy slave, nothing more than that!
Mei Jiren smiled, understanding everything in her heart.
In fact, he should have declared his position to the world a long time ago, right after he rescued Xu Xiaoshou during the night battle in Ridong Tianwang City.
But Xu Xiaoshou didn't need to take action at that time, so Mei Jiren just felt that the opportunity came a little late and it didn't matter.
"Huhu~"
The biting cold wind penetrated the clothes.
The Semi-Saint's anger will bring about changes in everything that can crush Ordinary Taixu to death.
But Meiji's bones were straight and her body was like a javelin, without even a single tremor.
"I have my own plans, so I don't have to worry about Bansheng Jiang. It's just that the person you are looking for..." He searched for a week but could not find Xu Xiaoshou.
If it weren't for the communication talisman in his arms, everyone in Meiji would have thought that Xu Xiaoshou had slipped away. Faced with the half-sage's pressure, he chuckled and said, "I want to take him away. Can Bansheng Jiang give me a thin noodles?"
"Ah!"
Jiang Buyi snorted coldly, and the earth beneath Mei Jiren suddenly collapsed and sank several feet.
"What do you think?"
That terrifying half-saint pressure appeared along with the deep voice. Before Jiang Buyi even really took action, even Xu Xiaoshou, who was disappearing, couldn't help but flinch in fear.
This momentum is even more terrifying than when he faced Teng Shanhai before!
Xu Xiaoshou stared blankly in front of Jiang Buyi...
Baili Sanctuary, two poles are distinct!
The cold winter moon brought by Jiang Buyi dyed the entire sanctuary, but he stood still because this was his home court.
But after just a look, Mei Jiren's position remained unchanged except for the position under his feet. The ground behind him collapsed and collapsed, making him more than one step shorter than his opponent.
This is crushing at the level of momentum!
But at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou could still see that in the earth that had been crushed by the semi-sage's power, there was a dead branch sticking out stubbornly from the gap between the rocks.
A little bit of fresh green, pouring out in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, turns into a bright red plum blossom, and then blooms.
"this……"
Xu Xiaoshou's vagina shrank suddenly.
Just from this red plum, he felt that it contained a strong will that was not weaker than that of Half-Saint Jiang Buyi!
"The power of a half-saint?"
"No! There is no fluctuation of holy power at all. Is this just the manifestation of Mr. Jiren's will?"
"But Mr. Jiren has not yet broken through to the semi-saint level. How can he reverse the celestial phenomena and change the situation in the semi-saint sanctuary?"
On one side is Jiang Buyi, standing on the ground with a cold and solemn attitude.
On one side, the earth collapsed, but Meiji people were still stepping on the only unchanging stone pillar under their feet.
Tit for tat!
Fight against each other!
"But one is a half-saint, the other is a swordsman, and he is Taixu!"
"Even Rao Yaoyao can't catch Jiang Buyi's moves. Mr. Jiren is just a Seven Sword Immortal like her..."
Xu Xiaoshou stared blankly at the two sides who were evenly matched, and then glanced at Mei Jiren, who was even more unruly because of the sinking of the earth, and felt a surge of pride in his heart that could not be expressed in words.
I, a sword cultivator, shouldn’t do this?
The cold wind destroys my pride, but the fragrance of plum blossoms is even stronger!
Jiang Buyi finally saw the true fighting power of this world-famous "Mr. Jiren", his eyes were full of praise, and he said slowly: "So, you have touched the holy way, and you will be canonized soon?"
Facing the semi-saint, Mei Ji seemed to be embarrassed, but in fact he was wary.
When asked about this, he lightly tapped his paper fan, with a smile in his eyes, and replied: "Being a half-saint is just a thought, but freedom is what this old man wants in his life."
These words seemed to hit Jiang Buyi's pain point. His eyes were filled with anger, his beard and hair were flying, his posture became more arrogant, and he said angrily: "But if I don't become a saint, you won't be able to beat me!"
No nonsense at all.
After saying this, Jiang Buyi raised his hands angrily, and the holy statue embodying the will of the semi-saint behind him was pulled up out of thin air again, towering into the sky.
"This is the holy statue that destroyed the three consciousnesses of Tengshan Hai, flesh, spirit, and mind..." Xu Xiaoshou's eyes suddenly shrank, as if he saw the tragic scene of Mei himself being destroyed physically and mentally by this gesture.
Jiang Buyi's move "Slaying Saint Cloud Light" was even difficult for Rao Yaoyao, who was holding the Xuan Cang Divine Sword, to compete with him!
Sure enough, what he saw was that among the towering holy statues, a "half-saint person" embedded in the forehead of the holy statue, under Jiang Buyi's call, once again exploded with endless holy power.
At this moment, Jiang Buyi didn't seem to care whether the Jedi attribute of the Miracle Forest would be stimulated even crazier by his full strength.
The power of the Semi-Saint, all gathered together!
A beam of holy light fell from the sky!
"Zhusheng Yunguang!"
He didn't hold anything back. Jiang Buyi felt that as long as he was not a half-saint, he didn't need to show mercy at all.
Because as long as he is below half-saint, regardless of whether he is a spiritual refiner or a sword cultivator, if he dares to disobey the will of a semi-saint, it is "sacrifice".
——Those who desecrate the saints are dead!
Zhusheng Yunguang fell from the sky, reaching an extreme speed and becoming so powerful that it made people crazy.
Xu Xiaoshou didn't even dare to get close, for fear that he would also be killed by one move while he was disappearing.
When he retreated, he almost threw away a portrait and cloned himself out to remind himself that Mr. Teng Shanhai had died just now due to this move.
Too weak to even resist!
The power of the devil has been wiped out!
"be careful……"
However, Mei Jiren, who was standing on the trembling pillar, just raised his eyes and looked upward, glanced at them, and then looked back.
"Xu Xiaoshou, watch carefully..."
Mei Jiren murmured softly. He knew that Xu Xiaoshou was still here and had not left yet.
He also knew that his journey was not only to save people, but also to recruit disciples and teach swordsmanship.
And if a teacher who has not yet been recognized kneels down in front of his students in the first battle, then how can he teach others the sword?
Half Saint...
Semi-Saint, what’s the problem?!
"Holy power is not invincible. If a spiritual refiner can become a saint, if he does not become a saint through the secret way, to put it bluntly, he can only control a holy way."
"However, what I, the sword cultivator, have learned include nine great swordsmanships, eighteen sword styles, and three thousand kendos, which include all kinds of attributes... The changes in the five elements of the universe are all in my heart."
"Even if you don't enter the holy realm, you can still desecrate it!"
Mei Jiren's previous words were okay, as if he was explaining Xu Xiaoshou's words.
But the more he talked about it, the more mysterious it became, and he actually pulled out the Heavenly Dao of the Void Island that was difficult for ordinary people to touch, and turned it into the overwhelming holy sound, echoing around the world.
It's obviously a mortal body...
But at this moment, Mr. Jiren, in the posture of a swordsman, speaks the holy voice, and wants to rival the semi-saint!
After saying this, he raised his right hand in the air, and with a buzz, the sky and the earth froze with frost and cold, and the goose feathers and heavy snow froze, and even time and space stopped moving at this moment.
When "???" disappeared, endless question marks burst out on Xu Xiaoshou's face.
He seemed to understand what Mei Jiren meant...
but!
Is this true?
Facing the blow from Semi-Saint Jiang Buyi, Mei Jiren didn't want to dodge, hide, defend, or release his strength... He actually wanted to use his sword to fight against it?
"Being frightened, passive value, +1."
At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou felt like he was back in the Eighth Palace, back to the scene where Sang Lao suddenly appeared in front of him and said to Yu Lingdi, "There are three ways to explain the secret."
His heart was twitching, and he just hoped that Mr. Jiren would not go too far this time, and he would be the one to pay for it.
There are many words to say at times, but the situation of the battle will only change in an instant.
Mei Jiren only glanced at the Zhusheng Yunguang, which could even be annihilated by the power of the demon god, before it was intercepted in mid-air!
Even Jiang Buyi felt fantasy and unreality, but he could sense the changes in the laws of his body, which were inexplicably filled with a strong flavor of "time" and "space".
"The attributes of time and space are the spiritual master's dream..." Jiang Buyi's eyes flickered.
——The way of swordsmanship encompasses thousands of things, and I won’t deceive you if you are honest!
Meiji took action.
He pinched it with his fingertips, and the red plum that had grown in the deep pit instantly flew into his palm.