Fantasy: My skills are all passive

Chapter 438

"Back off, just because they can't hurt me!" Fan Jian said domineeringly.

All the gods looked at me and I looked at you, and slowly continued to retreat behind Fan Jian.

The two teams of immortal soldiers and generals consisted of more than a hundred people. They surrounded Fan Jiancheng, stepping forward step by step with weapons in hand.

"Biwei clears the needle!"

Fan Jian shot hundreds of needles at the two teams of immortal soldiers and generals, and the loophole attack was triggered many times. The two teams of immortal soldiers and generals suffered fixed damage frequently, complained incessantly, and fell to the ground one after another.

"What?" Bai Sui Shenjun couldn't believe his eyes, he flicked the whisk in his hand, widened his eyes, and said in surprise as he looked at Fan Jian.

"Are you hiding something?"

"Why don't you trust people so much, Bai Sui Shenjun, why don't you try it yourself?" Fan Jian looked at Bai Sui Shenjun and said meanly.

"You..." Bai Sui Shenjun couldn't bear the anger, stepped forward, thought about it and took it back, "I'm not that stupid if you want to use aggressive methods to trick me!"

Fan Jian shrugged, saying it didn't matter.

"You have also seen that it's not that you bring many people, I'm afraid of you! A few more waves will have the same result!"

Bai Sui Shenjun thought for a while, looked at Fan Jian and said seriously: "Fan Jian, you have such strength yourself, what about the others, those spiritual cultivators behind you?"

"If our hundred thousand immortal soldiers and generals swarmed up, how many of them could you knock down at the same time? How many of those behind you could you protect?"

When Fan Jian heard this, he looked at Bai Sui Shenjun fiercely, "Shameless!"

Bai Sui Shenjun smiled and said nothing, letting Fan Jian think for himself.

"Since both of us are worried about casualties, why don't we make a rule, so that we can look more gentlemanly!"

Fan Jian remembered the method he used in the previous battle against the hell world.

"Oh? Tell me about it?"

"Since the outcome of the battle is decided among the powerful masters, then we don't need to make unnecessary sacrifices. Both sides can choose five battles each. Of course, these five battles can also be the same person!"

"As long as this person is strong enough, then we will use a best-of-five game system. Whichever side wins three battles first will be considered the winner. This will minimize casualties!"

"How? What about my proposal"

"Interesting, interesting, I think I can give it a try!" Bai Sui Shenjun looked at Fan Jian and said seriously.

"But I have one condition. There is no limit to the number of people participating in the battle, because after all, the strength of the mortal world is not as strong as that of the Lingxiao world, and it depends on the coordination of skills, moves and tactics!"

Fan Jian saw Bai Sui Shenjun took the bait, and continued.

"No problem, anyway, if there are a few more weak people, they will be cannon fodder at best!"

Bai Sui Shenjun nodded and said.

In fact, Bai Sui Shenjun was willing to agree to Fan Jian's request, but he also had his own concerns. After all, Emperor Qing's order was to bring Fan Jian back alive.

With the strength that Fan Jian showed just now, if he wants to be tough, Fan Jian will fight to the death, not to mention causing more fearless casualties, and it will be difficult to complete the Qing Emperor's order, so Fan Jian's suggestion at this time is just right.

"If you lose, you will return to Lingxiao Realm with me honestly and follow our command!"

"If you lose, you will leave the mortal world immediately! And you must not come back!" Fan Jian retorted without showing any weakness.

"Joke, will Lingxiao Realm lose?" Bai Sui Shenjun laughed and said, "Giant Spirit God General, you can play with them in the first game!"

While talking, a giant strong man walked out from the crowd and fell to the ground of the vast Xiaju Realm.

The brawny man was more than three meters tall, strong and strong, with his belly exposed, holding an equally huge Xuanhua axe in his hand, a bearded face, and a ferocious and ferocious face.

"I am the great general under the Great Heavenly King of Zhenta—the giant spirit general, that little thief Fan Jian, come and die!" the strong man said in a low voice, and at the same time raised his huge Xuanhua axe.

"This thing doesn't look very smart!" Fan Jian raised his head, looked at the big stupid man opposite, and secretly thought to himself.

"Fan Jian, don't underestimate the giant spirit generals. Anyone who can be placed under the Great Heavenly King of Zhenta is not an ordinary god. You should be careful!" Bai Sui Shenjun looked at Fan Jian with disdainful eyes, said loudly.

"Although this Giant Spirit God General looks naive, it gives people a strong sense of oppression, and his combat strength should be stronger than that of Fan Buvi!"

At this time, a person wearing a black veil suddenly appeared from the crowd, and Fan Jian recognized her as one of the gods brought by Lu Dong Shenjun.

"Fan Jian, the giant spirit general is one of the top ten generals in Qingting. He is the vanguard of every battle in Qingting. He is powerful! He has rich combat experience, so you must be careful in this first battle!"

Fan Jian nodded, and when he was thinking about who to play in the first battle, the Mad Demon Buddha suddenly appeared beside Fan Jian.

"Fan Benefactor, this giant spirit general is huge, let me go meet him for a while!"

"Crazy Buddha?" Fan Jiang was about to say something, but Crazy Demon Buddha interrupted, "Don't worry, Fan Shizhu, I am the first monk in the 33rd level of spiritual cultivation world to become a Buddha instantly!"

Fan Jian heard this, stopped talking, gave up half of his body, and let the Mad Demon Buddha walk in front of the giant spirit general.

"You big monk, report your name, I will not kill the nameless ghost with the giant spirit axe!" The giant spirit god raised the Xuanhua ax with both hands, and said to the Mad Demon Buddha.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is also the Epilepsy Buddha!" ​​The Epilepsy Buddha clasped his hands together and said with a smile.

"It's both devil and Buddha, neither fish nor fowl, don't talk nonsense, show your weapon!" The Giant Spirit God General looked at the Mad Demon Buddha and said.

The Mad Buddha stroked the skull beads hanging around his neck, "This is the poor monk's weapon!"

"Pretending to be a ghost, can this string of strangely shaped prayer beads hold up to my Xuanhua axe?" The giant spirit general said loudly, "Then come on, I will show you, the great monk, the gap between the immortal and the mortal. "

While speaking, the Giant Spirit God General held a huge ax in both hands, and slashed towards the Mad Demon Buddha. The Mad Demon Buddha himself was big, but he looked like a child in front of the Giant Spirit God General.

"Amitabha!" The Epilepsy Buddha put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. Suddenly, the golden light flashed all over his body, as if the Buddha came to the world, and his anger appeared suddenly as a Buddha Dharma, solemn and mighty.

In a blink of an eye, the Xuanhua ax of the Giant Spirit God General had already slashed towards the Epilepsy Buddha, and the Epilepsy Buddha was not in a hurry, his hands were wrapped in a golden light, and he clasped suddenly, clamping the Xuanhua ax of the Giant Spirit God General .

The Giant Spirit God General frowned, and wanted to draw back the giant axe to continue attacking, but found that he couldn't move it no matter what.