Fantasy: My skills are all passive

At this time, Fan Jian had already fought dozens of rounds with the Timber Wolf Lord that day, and there were scattered building debris all around him, which was the masterpiece of two people fighting.

"Six voids and eight swords, hidden in the sky endlessly!"

Fan Jian slashed out countless bursts of fierce sword energy at the same time, shooting at Tianmu Langjun continuously.

I saw the Heavenly Wolf Killing Stick in Lord Tianmu Lang's hand spinning and flying, and instantly sent out streaks of sword energy.

He still said cheerfully:
"Stranger, I said that although your attack moves are changeable, but the attack power is too weak to hurt me!"

After blowing away all the sword energy, Lord Tianmulang thrust the Tianlang Killing Stick into the ground forcefully, and said without rushing to attack, looking at Fan Jian.

Fan Jian frowned and said softly:
"Then try this trick again!"

"Harmonious Heart Sword!"

This is Fan Jian's strongest sword move so far. It combines what he has learned all his life and is extremely powerful.

I saw a small cold light condensed on the tip of Fan Jian's startled long sword, stabbing towards Lord Tianmu Lang in an instant, the cold light flashed past.

At this time, Lord Tianmu Lang finally felt a little nervous, felt the great power of this move, dared not be careless, and tightly held the Tianlang killing power stick with both hands.

"The Heavenly Wolf Cthulhu's stick technique, the Earth Demon Wolf will defeat it!"

I saw the Heavenly Wolf Killing Wand constantly flying and spinning in the hands of Lord Tianmu Lang. The force of the rotation knocked up the gravel on the ground, and continuously condensed to form a huge wolf head.

The huge crushed stone wolf head blasted towards Fan Jian's sword tip. Under the violent impact, the wolf head shattered in an instant.

"Wow!", Lord Tianmulang spat out a big mouthful of blood, couldn't stand upright, quickly propped himself up with a long stick, and knelt on the ground with one knee.

The broken rocks from the wolf's head also hit Fan Jian's body piece by piece, sending Fan Jian flying.

"Hahaha, stranger, is this your strongest blow? Although it can hurt me, it can't defeat me!"

Lord Tianmulang laughed wildly, slowly stood up from the ground, and stared at Fan Jian's direction.

Fan Jian crawled out from a pile of rubble, and kept spitting the dust out of his mouth.

"The sword is feminine, and the moves are changeable. It is really not easy to fight against those with strong defense, but it also has the advantage of the sword against other opponents!"

Fan Jian said to himself.

"Since this is the case, then I will use you to try the trick!"

While speaking, Fan Jian put away his Jingji long sword, a golden light flashed in his hand, and the Panicked Buddha Knife came out impressively. In an instant, the heaven and earth were filled with supreme Buddha power, and the situation changed.

Lord Tianmu Lang felt the momentum of the terrified Buddhist knife, frowned tightly, and looked at Fan Jian.

"Stranger, the weapon in your hand makes me feel a little bit of threat, what is it?"

Fan Jian swung the Panic Buddha Knife twice in an instant, and the saber aura from the casual cut left two cracked ravines on the ground.

"The sword is heavy, fierce and domineering. Although the change of moves is not as good as that of the long sword, it is suitable for beheading powerful enemies!"

Fan Jian still said to himself, then glanced at Lord Tianmu Lang.

"You don't deserve to know his name!"

After finishing speaking, the frightened long knife flashed in Fan Jianfei's body, and a supreme and domineering knife energy slashed towards Tianmu Wolf Lord.

Sensing the threat, Mr. Tianmu Wolf quickly raised the Sirius Killing Stick to resist, the saber energy sparked layer upon layer of sparks on the Sirius Killing Stick, and dragged Mr. Tianmu Lang sliding for dozens of meters before stopping.

"What's going on, your momentum and fighting style seem to be a different person from just now! Is this the power from a foreign land?"

Lord Tianmulang felt a little unbelievable, this was the first time he was a little scared since he was born.

"Foreigner, no matter how strong you are, you are impossible to be my opponent, especially in this black pine needle forest. Originally, I still cherished my talent and wanted to keep you in my Tianmu wolf clan. Help me become a peerless demon king."

"Looking at it now, it is impossible for you to be inferior to me, so I can only kill you, so that I have one less threat!"

After Tianmu Wolf Lord finished speaking, he raised the Heavenly Wolf Killing Stick with one hand and charged towards Fan Jian. Now he was ready to go all out, otherwise he might really be defeated by this stranger.

"Spiritual Wolf Cthulhu's stick technique, it will disperse with one blow!"

I saw Lord Tianmulang stabbing forward with a stick in his hand, a huge gray wolf head image formed on the stick, biting towards Fan Jian.

Fan Jian was not in a hurry either, he held the frightened long knife with both hands, and the supreme Buddha power poured into the blade.

Along the way, Fan Jian did not give up practicing sword skills. After all, when Sakyamuni Buddha gave him the Ten Thousand Buddhas Precept Sword, Fan Jian felt the power of this sword.

Not only has the arrogance of Vajra, but also the comprehension of Buddhism, combined with the Ten Thousand Buddhas' righteous energy and magical power, it is a perfect fit.

Moreover, Fan Jian continued to use his imagination and creativity to evolve the Ten Thousand Buddhas Righteous Qi Divine Art into a saber technique, and he has finally achieved a small amount of success in practice so far.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Righteousness Saber Technique, Red Righteousness: Manjusri Six Paths Cuts the Wind and Clouds!"

I saw Fan Jian chanting words, and bursts of wind energy formed under Fan Jian's feet, dragging him slowly up into the air, and then countless winds formed on Fan Jian's blade, and the image of Manjushri Bodhisattva suddenly appeared on Fan Jian's body behind.

The Panic Buddha Knife slashed away, and a huge storm tornado burst out across the sky, sweeping towards the wolf head image of Lord Tianmu Wolf.

The two collided, and the image of the wolf's head instantly shattered. Lord Tianmu Lang was in the middle of the storm, his body was constantly being harvested by the wind blade, and blood was splattered wildly.

A few minutes later, the berserk tornado knife energy slowly dissipated. That day, the Wood Wolf Lord was like a kite with a broken string. After floating in the air for a long time, he fell heavily to the ground.

I saw blood spurting from his mouth and nose, his eyes turned white, and he didn't know if he was dead or alive.

Fan Jian descended slowly from the sky, like a god who destroyed the world, and came in front of Lord Tianmu Lang.

"Cough! Cough!"

Mr. Tianmulang hadn't lost consciousness yet, he coughed twice and struggled to get up from the ground.

"Your monster's defensive power is really amazing. I admire you for being able to stand up like this!"

Fan Jian looked at Tianmu Langjun and said softly.

Lord Tianmulang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and then he grinned.

"How long has it been? How long has it been since I felt so excited? You are still No.1 who can hurt me to this extent. Out of respect for you, I will fight you with my life!"

Lord Tianmulang's eyes became even more blood red.

"May I know the name of the weapon in your hand now?"

Fan Jian raised his frightened Buddha knife to look at it, looked at Tianmu Langjun and said word by word:

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Precept Knife! Panic!"