I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 4343: Chapter 2020: Qingshi_3

Then, he raised his hand to retrieve the Hidden Bitter and suspended it before his chest.

Buzz!

Around him, the Three Swords formed from void.

Evidently in the form of Hidden Bitter, yet they interplayed with Heaven, Earth, and Man, emitting endless sword light, resonating with ethereal Taoist music:

"With desireless falsehood, wielding the Heart Sword Technique to unify; embody the Three Realms Array as the Way of the Nine Major Sword Techniques, seeking the substance and Dharma Form within the Sword Qi River."

"This sword, the intent returns to the Sky, the spirit to the Earth, the body to the Man, the three paths to one, the Sword Demon fully opened."

This is...

Hua Ancestor, Hua Changdeng’s sword?

Saint Xin’s foot slightly lifted, feeling incomparable distress even from afar.

Because it seemed that Xu Xiaoshou’s sword surpassed even Hua Changdeng’s?

Medicine Ancestor was never adept in frontal combat, how could he withstand this?

Everyone watched in shock.

Yet in that moment of Saint Xin’s hesitation.

Only to hear a loud crash, the Sword Qi River shattered.

Just like back then when Hua Changdeng crushed the divine palace Yin Cao, sealing the Ancestor during the tribulation.

Xu Xiaoshou, by "crushing" the Sword Qi River, was even purer, thereby injecting all sword-empowered force into the Sword Demon, Spirit Ghost, Will Ghost within the Three Swords.

Three swords soaring to ten thousand zhang, decreeing the Three Realms.

The sword formation turns, uniting the Three Realms.

A sword shadow in the form of Hidden Bitter, resembling the Will Ghost under Mo Sword, suspended mid-air pointing at Medicine Ancestor’s consciousness tumor, along with Xu Xiaoshou’s shout:

"Three Streams of Red Plum Blossoms·Qingshi Sword!"

A Taoist music should have overlapped, resonating across all regions:

"Will Ghost·Qingshi Slash!"

Empowered by the full strength of the Sword Qi River, the Qingshi Will Ghost burst out dazzling silver sword light, racing across the blood-red plum blossoms, transforming into flowing light striking the Medicine Ancestor’s consciousness tumor.

"No——"

...

"Ayao, what did I say?"

"Shut up!"

"I just said, you need me, right."

"Shut up!"

"The Hua Changdeng you cultivated failed to seize the sword power, instead allowing Xu Xiaoshou to grasp it, haha."

"Shut up!"

...

"Life Wheel Fruit..."

Behind that enormous consciousness tumor, two cute little hands reached out.

Quickly pinching spell.

Quickly drawing the Death Talisman.

Facing away from Xu Xiaoshou, hurriedly seeming to employ some extremely useful emergency measures...

"Sizzle!"

The clear sword light sang brightly.

The Qingshi Will Ghost, a sword from bottom to top, from front to back, directly tore through the thousand zhang consciousness tumor, splitting it into two.

The residual force did not diminish, slashing towards the firmament.

The sword power whipped its tail, spreading the Sword Qi River across the sky screen, dazzling bright.

Silver-white sword energy fell like a streaming sleet, viewed from afar as if someone had ripped apart the galaxy with a sword, awestruck, alarming the entire world.

"Hiss——"

Immense pain surged, Medicine Ancestor couldn’t hold back and cried out miserably.

On that sword, a terrifying sword cognition attached, along with the scorching white flame, sending pain deep into the bones, branding millennia of needle-piercing suffering in the depths of consciousness.

"What sword, what is this sword?"

He was sure, Hua Changdeng’s Will Ghost couldn’t possibly have such an effect, this was the true Intent Sword, transcending the range of Sword Demon.

Resist?

It’s utterly useless!

From the instant hesitating above the West Sea.

The Divine Farmer Hundred Grass had already entered Xu Xiaoshou’s combat rhythm, with step by step pressing, no longer allowing any opportunity.

The chance of battle, once lightly passed.

Opportunity to slay the Divine Farmer Hundred Grass, how could Xu Xiaoshou miss it?

"Reverse Reincarnation!"

Yet that consciousness tumor refused to give up.

After recognizing the ineffectiveness of resistance, forcibly applying another technique, it was actually dragging the split consciousness entity directly into the Reincarnation River, hiding...

"Sizzle!"

Intent Sword, went and returned, severing this technique.

Compared to just slashing, this swing back enhanced the impact imminently.

Falling into the sky screen of Apricot Realm, everyone saw the unguarded Medicine Ancestor still performing technique, in the Sword Qi River, the sword light expanding from small to large.

It seemed to tear apart space, tear apart planes.

It came from the end of the Path, cutting the Medicine Ancestor’s consciousness tumor into four large pieces, the sword’s edge seemed ever threatening to slash through Apricot Realm, to cut down all cultivators of the world.

"Swish!"

In each Guiding City, cultivators crouched in unison, breaking out in a cold sweat.

The sword didn’t cross over.

But in each cultivator’s consciousness, aside from Bazhun’an of "With Each Poem, A Sword; One Sword, One Song," another black-clad youth’s silhouette of "Extreme Sword, Maximum Beauty" was etched.

...

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle! Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...

Qingshi Will Ghost, slashed back and forth again and again.

Medicine Ancestor screamed miserably across the Shengshen Continent ceaselessly.

Yet Medicine Ancestor was too strong, His consciousness body was condensed from ancient times to present, not something Qingshi Will Ghost could finish off in a short time.

Thus, even after a sword after sword slashed the thousand zhang consciousness tumor into countless tiny fragments, Medicine Ancestor is still not dead.

He could only suffer in agony.

Thinking of resisting, Xu Xiaoshou just didn’t give any chance.

And when a part of consciousness spilled out due to unbearable pain, Xu Xiaoshou’s hungry dog, like it hadn’t fed for thirty thousand years, would pounce again.

He activated Infinite Silence, feasting on Medicine Ancestor’s residual consciousness, refining it into self-power, fighting whilst also recharging.

"Delicious, delicious."

Xu Xiaoshou grew stronger the more he slew.

The Divine Farmer Hundred Grass diminished the more he was cut.

In such circumstances where one thrives over time unless external force intervenes, this might truly become due to initial negligence now controlled to death, killed till none remains!

"Ugh——"

Medicine Ancestor broke off nearly half of consciousness, exchanged for a prolonged scream, wailing:

"Saint Xin, won’t you act?"

"Should this Ancestor fall, Xu Dao Alliance, even if you possess the God Demon Dao Sea, it will also result in failure!"