I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 3751: 1815: Burlap Sack_2

Chapter 3751: Chapter 1815: Burlap Sack_2

He is only half a foot away from assassinating the Eighth Sword Deity.

So close, yet so distant.

…

“No——”

From behind, Li You’s mournful wail echoed.

In his last look at the world, Bei He was replaced by the sudden silver glow from Bazhun’an’s fingertip, making him dizzy and spinning.

“Boom boom boom boom boom boom…”

The faint light of the 10 Sections of the Finger Sword pierced Bei He’s heart from a distance, and the ultimate Shock Path of the 3000 Sword Styles repelled his attack.

Together with Bei He’s higher void person, the blood-sacrifice body was mercilessly blasted away.

His fleeting speck of blood, his exploded body, fell back from the West City Gate in an instant, crashing through buildings and streets, smashing through the eastern city wall, cleaving the official road and woods outside the city, splitting Lake Tai, shattering Cheng Mountain, leaving Fourth Elder Bei He pulverized.

In the moment of brushing past Sect Master Li, Bei He’s last spiritual will held no resentment, only unwillingness and confusion.

He had already made the gesture in advance.

He bought at least half an Aura for the lass Li You and everyone in the Yin Ghost Sect, but!

“Why… not leave…”

A glint of cold light shone, like a sword cleaving Fusang.

Half the city was torn by sword light, even the world outside Fusang City was split in two, shocking and sensational.

“Fourth!”

“Fourth Brother!”

“Fourth Elder!”

At the tall buildings, the people of the Yin Ghost Sect simultaneously opened their eyes wide, killing intent exploded in that instant, even Li You’s delicate body trembled, the semi-saint’s vicious light shone from her chest.

The scruffy-looking man at the West City Gate, still carrying the big sack on his shoulder, merely lowered his hand slightly.

His waist was still slightly hunched, as if he had crushed an ant casually, looking at everyone with a light smile:

“Those who fight righteously are often dog-slayer types, truly passionate and genuine, it’s enough to make one sigh.”

Killing, mocking, disdain, indifference…

All sorts of things, demonic means, words and actions of heart punishment, how could the elder of the Yin Ghost Sect endure such affront?

People live for one pride, Buddha fights for one incense.

The Chief Elder’s body emitted a black fierce flame, taking a step forward while also making a gesture to the back.

Li You’s pupils suddenly expanded: “No…”

But before the words came out, Bazhun’an’s gaze at the West City Gate shifted, not giving any chance, pointing with two fingers, “A mantis trying to stop a chariot.”

Boom boom boom boom boom…

The sword light cleaved Fusang again, Chief Elder disintegrated.

“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!”

Second Elder screamed, having just pulled out the long spear from his sleeve, but the sack-carrying Bazhun’an moved two fingers, “An ant trying to shake a tree.”

Sizzle!

Second Elder’s head was directly shattered by Point of Path, as the sound fell gently, becoming a headless corpse.

“Boss, Second! Ah ah ah!”

Third Elder, Fifth Elder’s bloodlust was ignited, fiercely fearless of death they charged out.

The remaining dozen Cutting Path, knowing there was no retreat, drew their swords and knives, a desperate fight.

Seeing this, Bazhun’an’s lips curled slightly, shaking his head with a cold smile:

“A moth flying into the flame.”

Saying that, four fingers together formed a hand blade, slashing out in the void.

“Stop!”

Li You just regained her senses from the successive news of death.

Even at this moment, she still couldn’t believe everything happening in front of her—corpse flying like snow, coming fast, going fast, she hastily shouted:

“Stop, stop, everyone stop for This saint!”

She did not target Bazhun’an.

She even restrained her impulse to unleash the semi-saint position.

She scolded the sect members, then turned around and took out the black-and-white longsword usually treasured in her Divine Soul Space, speaking tremblingly:

“I’m sorry, Eighth Sword Deity, my sect was wrong, I was wrong, Ghost Wheel Sorrow is yours, just beg you to let us leave…”

Her red lips opened and closed, her voice abruptly stopped.

Because before she finished speaking, the dozen elders of the Yin Ghost Sect that flew out were all sliced at the waist by the sword light, their bodies separated from their heads.

“Run…”

Third Elder’s head flew up, as it turned, the lips moved like this.

“Guard the Ghost Wheel Sorrow, wait for the chance to rise again…”

Fifth Elder’s last spiritual senses still advised herself not to act, the Dual Form Sword Ghost Wheel Sorrow was the supreme treasure of the Yin Ghost Sect, more important than anything or anyone in the world.

“Sect Master Li, we are incompetent…”

The dozen Cutting Path elders couldn’t even say anything more, they were already dead, their Paths vanished.

Centuries of sect foundation, thirty years of emotions with Yin Ghost Sect, under those four fingers of that man, were obliterated.

——Only worth four fingers!

“Finally awake?”

At the West City Gate, Bazhun’an calmly looked over, opening his left hand, as if it were nothing, “Then hand over the Ghost Wheel Sorrow.”

Thud!

At this moment, the heart stopped beating, and the world turned gray and white.

Li You’s hood slipped off, three thousand strands of hair flying, the crystal scales at the corners of her eyes shone with a sudden purple light, and a violent killing intent erupted from her whole body.

She directly summoned her demi-saint person, igniting the cultivation level of her entire life, and with blood tears in her eyes, she drew her sword and shouted, her voice breaking through the clouds:

“Damn Bazhun’an, if I, your mother, don’t split you, this scum, today, eat your flesh, and drink your blood, I swear I won’t be human!”

…

Crack!

The world shattered like a mirror.

Li You’s eyes turned blood-red, her face full of blood and tears, and she lunged forward: “Damn Baz… huh?”

She suddenly froze, her delicate body stiffening in place.

In the saint’s will, Fusang had not become ruins, not even a brick or tile was broken.

The elders around were still behind her, each with ghastly pale faces, weak and prostrate, cold sweat trickling down, yet none had died, they were merely collapsed on the ground.

It was only Li You who had used up all her energy but had to reluctantly hold back her impulse to attack, swallowing back the curse angrily to the point of being the most upset one.

“Pfft!”

Li You suppressed reverse blood, opened her mouth, and spat out fresh blood. Her delicate body trembled, yet she dared not strike with the sword.

She finally understood something.

Fantasy Sword Technique, this is the Fantasy Sword Technique!

But this is not the Fantasy Sword Technique, it’s the inevitable result of her truly wanting to strike!

“Bazhun’an…”

“This is Bazhun’an…”

Li You gritted her silver teeth into pieces and swallowed them with blood.

Obviously yearning to kill this heartless bastard with one strike, yet she dared not utter even a single curse.

She was a demi-saint!

She hadn’t even struck, yet she had already fallen to this extent.

In this world, who else could stop Bazhun’an? I’m afraid even tying all the demi-saints of Fusang City together wouldn’t be able to stop a flick of his finger!

At the West City Gate, Bazhun’an, still carrying a cloth sack, hadn’t taken a step forward, just looked at the Yin Ghost Sect crowd whose aura had suddenly dwindled to the lowest, and said calmly:

“Ten Aura time, hand over the Ghost Wheel Sorrow, or I’ll come take it myself.”

The Yin Ghost Sect elders were furious, each struggling to get up, glaring angrily.

“Sect Master Li, no, the Ghost Wheel Sorrow is the supreme treasure of our sect. Giving it away means we truly have nothing left!”

“Sect Master Li, step back, I don’t believe it, mere Fantasy Sword Technique has such great power, we will stand in front, you go home first.”

“Lass Li, use the Sacrificial Spirit Forbidden Escape, what I taught you, it can definitely protect the sword and return to the sect…”

Li You’s chest rose and fell, finally shouting:

“All of you, shut up!”

In an instant, the Yin Ghost Sect quieted down.

The elders looked at the demi-saint lass, whose fists were tightly clenched, trembling with anger, and finally taking a deep breath, she turned, smiling as if flowers bloomed, towards the scruffy-looking man:

“I’ve long heard of the Eighth Sword Deity’s name, today I see it is well-deserved!”

“You’re too kind.”

“The Ghost Wheel Sorrow can, of course, be given to you. Our Yin Ghost Sect seeks no return, just a friendship with the Saint Servant.”

“Consider it done.”

“…” Li You turned her head, gritting her teeth in secret, when facing forward again, her smile had returned, “It’s fine if the Saint Servant does not favor our Yin Ghost Sect, our sect has longed for the First Pavilion in the Sky for a long time, could the Eighth Sword Deity introduce me, I wish to meet Lord Shou, to discuss some business.”

Bazhun’an seemed interested, his muddy yellow eyes shone brightly, looking up and down at this beautiful sect master of the Yin Ghost Sect, finally staring at the beautiful purple crystal scales at the corner of her eye, he replied in a peculiar tone:

“That’s doable.”

Li You nodded slightly, tossing out the Dual Form Sword, Ghost Wheel Sorrow, without hesitation.

The elders of the Yin Ghost Sect were anxious, wanting to stop her, but ultimately, they could only resign with a long sigh.

Bazhun’an caught the Ghost Wheel Sorrow and flicked his finger.

“Ding——”

The sword sang melodiously, and he praised, “Good sword,” before tossing this sword, ranked ninth among famed swords, into the sack as if it were trash.

Li You’s eyelids twitched, could this sack be…

“Those who recognize the times are wise.”

Bazhun’an nodded farewell to the crowd, re-hoisted the sack, the clanging sound echoing in the gate.

He ignored the Yin Ghost Sect crowd and headed towards the tavern.

The sunset slanted westward, stretching his shadow long, casting a clear light on the daze of the Yin Ghost Sect members.

Bazhun’an walked slowly.

Li You followed his path towards the tavern and saw that a fight had already broken out there.

She bit her lower lip, her cheeks aching, her fists clenching loudly:

“Robbing well, severing my thoughts…”

“If you’re going to rob, take it all from me, you’d better be fair!”

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