He woke up with a start.

No matter how strong the passive skills are, at best they are only compared to spiritual skills of the same level.

Acquired level passive skills can't beat innate spiritual skills. This was proven during the competition with Mo Mo in the outer courtyard.

So, what capital do I have to face the masked man?

Is it based on passion?

Or do you think that guy seems to appreciate you a little, so you can do whatever you want?

——He is completely merciless!

Xu Xiaoshou broke into a cold sweat.

At this moment, his inflated mentality, which had been crushed all the way from Tianxuan Sect, was directly chopped to pieces with a sword.

Even though the Gray Mist people had already taught him a lesson, he still acted recklessly.

"You shouldn't take action..."

"If even Mr. Sang can't beat him, then..."

boom!

At this moment, he felt as if he had hit something, and his whole body deviated from the route and flew directly to the side.

He was pushed away by Mr. Sang. This can be seen from the fact that the old man's push was so powerful that he could not even suck people away from the black hole.

Xu Xiaoshou turned around and saw a rickety old man with a face covered in blood and holding an axe.

"Air crash?"

Cenqiaofu stared at the young man in front of him in shock, with a look of disbelief on his face.

The successive battles with several great thrones had never left him with a single drop of blood. How could this kid almost have his head blown off by a single impact?

Why was he knocked away by a kid?

Why does his face seem to be cut by sword marks when he comes into contact?

When did he take action? Why couldn't he even see his own level of cultivation?

After all, Cenqiaofu couldn't hold back the confusion in his heart and said in surprise:
Chapter completed!