Fantasy: My skills are all passive

Chapter 414 Battle 8 Immortals

Fan Jian swiped his pen and signed his name on the certificate of life and death.

"Brother Fan Jian is so arrogant, then let me compete with you for the first level!"

The Chunyang Sword Immortal Lu Dong Shenjun, who stepped on the flying sword and fell from the air, looked at Fan Jian and said with a smile.

"It's such a strong sense of oppression!" Fan Jian was startled, seeing that Lu Dong Shenjun didn't speak.

Like Fan Jian, Lu Dong Shenjun uses a sword, and is the strongest among the Eight Immortals. It seems that the first trial of the Eight Immortals is a tough one!

After finishing speaking, Lu Dong Shenjun didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the middle of the martial arts arena, drew out the Chunyang sword, and waited for Fan Jian to enter the arena.

Fan Jian gritted his teeth, looked at Tian Punishment Sword Immortal Liang Qianjue, and then bravely came to the middle of the martial arts arena, facing Lu Dong Shenjun in opposition.

"My trial is not that complicated, you just need to be able to defeat the sword in my hand, but because I use fire-attributed true energy, you must also use fire-attributed true energy!"

Lu Dong Shenjun looked at Fan Jian and said.

"What kind of unreasonable rule is this?" Fan Jian raised a question mark on his forehead.

"The rules of the Eight Immortals' trials are that there are no rules, and everything is formulated by the Eight Immortals who participated in the trials and assessments!" Liang Qianjue said loudly from the side.

"I..." Fan Jian just wanted to swear!

"Brother Fan Jian, you must know that the purpose of the Eight Immortals Trial is not to embarrass you, but to improve you, and you will come back to thank us in the future!" Lu Dong Shenjun said, his body moved.

The Chunyang sword in his hand turned fiery red, stabbing towards Fan Jian from an extremely tricky angle!

"What a fast speed!" Fan Jian hurriedly stepped on the Nine-Nine God Palace Steps, flew back and retreated, protecting his chest with the long sword of Jingji.

"Jiujiu Shrine Steps? Interesting, I'll come to play with you too!" Lu Dong Shenjun also followed Fan Jian to step up Jiujiu Shrine Steps, the red pure yang sword clinging to Fan like a gangrene health.

"Oops, I forgot that this is the Mortal League, the place where Gongyang Sword Immortal once stayed!"

Fan Jian panicked for a while, and quickly picked up the long sword to defend. This footwork and speed are not superior, and this time he is a little bit overwhelmed.

As soon as the Jingji long sword touched the pure yang sword, it immediately made a huge beep. Fan Jian suffered from pain in his arm and took several steps back one after another, only then temporarily avoiding Lu Dong Shenjun's attack range.

The Jingji Sword Spirit trembled in Fan Jian's hands as if frightened.

"Boy, your heaven-level top-grade weapon is not superior to my celestial artifact, the Chunyang Sword!" Lu Dong Shenjun said with some regret.

Speed ​​is not dominant, realm is not dominant, and weapons are not dominant. Fan Jian thinks this will be the most difficult battle ever.

"But don't worry, since it's a trial, I'll be able to handle it properly!" Lu Dong Shenjun said, and slashed at Fan Jian again.

The red Chunyang sword was like a wandering dragon, constantly slashing at various parts of Fan Jian's body. Fan Jian could barely resist, and the trembling long sword in his hand trembled more and more.

"Jing Ji, don't be afraid, we will fight side by side!" Fan Jian yelled, injecting a lot of true energy into Jing Ji's long sword, and raised his sword to fight against Lu Dong Shenjun's Chunyang sword.

With a sound of "Wow!", Fan Jian's viscera surged with qi and blood, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. He flew ten meters away and knocked down a small tree before stopping.

Fan Jian was afraid that Lu Dong Shenjun would take advantage of the victory to pursue him, so he got up quickly, grabbed a handful of healing medicine from the mustard seed bracelet, and stuffed it into his mouth. The injury improved instantly, and healed in a short while.

Fan Jian was beyond shocked. Although he didn't know how much of Lu Yue Shenjun's strength was used in the reckless fight just now, Fan Jian clearly felt that Lu Yue Shenjun's strength was not too much to meet with Thunder God. .

Also shocked was Lu Dong Shenjun, he thought that this sword could almost make Fan Jian retreat, at least it would take a long time to heal and adjust his breath to recover.

After all, Fan Jian hadn't even reached the realm of a terrestrial immortal, but now he was able to withstand the attack of his Da Luo Jinxian, and he was able to quickly recover from his injuries.

"No wonder the acting lord said that this kid is a good seedling, and it seems that there are many miracles in him, so let's get serious!"

The corner of Lu Dong Shenjun's mouth slightly raised a smile, and he was full of fighting spirit in an instant. He is a sword fairy who has soared with the way of the sword, so how can he not desire an opponent?

"Swords are different from Dao sword and Dharma sword. Dao sword, enters and exits invisible, kills traitors to get rid of spirits; Dharma sword, seen by the world, governs people with skill."

Lu Dong Shenjun muttered something in his mouth, and he came to attack Fan Jian again with the Chunyang sword in his hand, "The Taoist sword, the heavenly escape sword technique, escapes troubles!"

I saw the long sword in Lu Dong Shenjun's hand instantly turned into an invisible sword shadow, and then the invisible sword shadow quickly stabbed at Fan Jian, like the continuous three thousand threads of trouble, instantly surrounded Fan Jian.

There was no way to avoid it, and Fan Jian could only use fire-attribute sword energy and tricks. For a while, Fan Jian was in a predicament.

"No, you can't sit still!"

"Six voids and eight swords, the posture of Lihuo!"

Accompanied by Fan Jian's furious roar, the Jingji long sword was instantly filled with red fire-attribute true energy, and the sword body also reflected a rosy luster, and the Lihuo sword energy was accompanied by the Lihuo sword momentum of the Daji Xiantian Eight Swords, gushing out.

The ferocious fire made Fan Jian look like a flame troll, forcibly meeting Lu Dong Shenjun's Chunyang sword.

The countless sword shadows of the Chunyang Sword peeled off the fire pulse sword energy on Fan Jianjian layer by layer, and at the same time the fire pulse sword energy was also trying to counterattack Lu Dong Shenjun.

However, it was obvious that the momentum of the fire pulse sword energy was weaker. Not long after, the fire pulse sword energy of Fan Jian, the countless sword shadows of Tiandun Sword Art, was completely smashed, and all the remaining sword shadows fell on Fan Jian's body.

Fan Jian's blood flew up and down, and he became a blood man in an instant, and passed out on the martial arts arena.

"The true energy of the fire attribute is pure enough, and the self-created and fused Liuxu Sword Art and the Daji Xiantian Eight Swords are skilled enough, but the sword energy has not touched the essence-the original force of fire, what a pity!"

The Chunyang sword in Lu Dong Shenjun's hand danced like a flower, and he put his back behind his back.

"Ahem..." Suddenly, Fan Jian, who fell to the ground, coughed violently, his voice was weak, but he said clearly: "Shenjun Lu Dong, do you think this is the end? You underestimate me too!"

While speaking, Fan Jian struggled to get up, stuffed another large amount of healing medicine into his mouth, and then dripped the blood from his body into his mouth continuously. The bloodthirsty rage skill and toughness skill were instantly activated, and his strength and momentum is soaring.

But I don't know what happened. Fan Jian, who has a powerful diet therapy instant healing skill, should recover from his injuries immediately, but after being hit by Lu Dong Shenjun's Tiandun swordsmanship, his recovery is much slower than before.