Chapter 37: Fight all evils, this is the real monk, right?
Zhao Linglong was a little anxious when she heard this and said:
"Fairy, do you know what consequences he will face once he no longer relies solely on the power of his blood to fight the sword energy?"
Fairy Lingyue replied very calmly:
"We will face the joint sword of the master of all evil swords in the mountain."
Zhao Linglong said with a bit of anger in her tone:
"Now that you know it, why did you let him choose to climb to the top of the All-Evil Peak in this way?"
After seeing Zhao Linglong's eager look, Fairy Lingyue, who was not prepared to explain much, suddenly smiled gently and said to Zhao Ling:
"Miss Linglong, I also tried to ask him to change his approach, but he refused."
Under Zhao Linglong's confused gaze, Fairy Lingyue continued:
"The original words of Taiping are."
"With this passion and this breath in my heart, I will never lose to anyone."
"If you lose even this, how can you talk about ascending to the sky?"
After hearing this, Zhao Linglong immediately understood why Fairy Lingyue could not persuade Xu Taiping.
Immediately, she saw a look of helplessness on her face and said:
"This damn boy, why did he even risk his own Taoist heart in order to climb this evil peak?"
That's right, with that seemingly understatement, Xu Taiping actually put his Taoist heart on the line.
Once he falls under the Peak of All Evils this time, it will be difficult for him to practice in the future.
Fairy Lingyue smiled and then asked:
"Miss Linglong, isn't this how your little brother Xu Taiping has come along?"
Zhao Linglong's heart trembled when she heard this.
Suddenly, in the shadow of the spiritual mirror in front of her, the figure climbing up step by step, covered in blood, overlapped in her mind with the small figure who punched the leader Feijian at the Seven Peaks Selection Conference.
In one place.
So she murmured in her heart:
"Yes, that's not the case. Taiping may not be able to go to the Seven Peaks and become a formal disciple of Qingxuan Sect."
"The Ten Thousand Evil Peaks in front of me is just another seven-peak selection for my junior brother."
When she thought of this, Zhao Linglong's eyes suddenly calmed down.
She took a deep breath, then stared at Xu Taiping in the shadow without blinking and said: "Junior brother, let senior sister watch one more game, your sect selection!"
Just at this moment, a violent trembling sound suddenly came from the shadow of the spiritual mirror.
Following closely, the swords and swords converged from all directions on the Wanshen Peak to the mountain road above Xu Taiping, and finally, like the water of the river, they once again washed down towards Xu Taiping in a mighty manner.
The sword energy and force that attacked Xu Taiping this time were obviously stronger than the one at the foot of the mountain.
Xu Taiping, on the other hand, is still the same as before,
He raised his head, faced the surging sword energy with firm eyes, and continued to step upward.
"boom!……"
Almost at the same moment when he took steps, the sword energy was like the water of a river, carrying a roaring sound and washing heavily on Xu Taiping.
In an instant, the wounds on Xu Taiping's body that had healed were cut open again by the sword energy.
But this time the wound was deeper and longer than before.
But even so, Xu Taiping still endured the severe pain of torn flesh on his body, and with the strong wind formed by the sword's sword, he stepped heavily on that step with a "snap" of his foot.
This sound was like the last hammer of the timpani. The moment the "drumbeat" sounded, the strong wind formed by the sword energy dissipated with a "boom".
As a result, Xu Taiping, whose body was covered in blood, once again stepped forward with blood all over his body.
Even though his body recovered very quickly from his injuries, the blood oozing from the wounds still left a bright red footprint on the steps with every step he took.
"..."
Seeing this scene, all the casual cultivators in the attic of Yanyu Peak suddenly fell silent.
They originally cheered for Chu Pingan because he was a casual cultivator like them. At this moment, the word "casual cultivator" suddenly disappeared in their minds.
What they saw was just a monk.
In this silence, no one knew who it was, murmuring something in a low voice——
"Is this the real monk?"
Although no one spoke, the silence around him was the best answer.
"Rumble..."
After Xu Taiping had almost climbed another hundred steps, the sword energy that gathered from all directions on the All-Evil Peak washed down on him once again.
With new injuries added to old injuries, and having to face such a terrifying sword energy washout, everyone in the attic couldn't help but feel their hearts tightening when they saw this.
Although these sword energies were far less powerful than when they were at their peak, because Xu Taiping was now a flesh and blood body.
But the problem is, there are so many of them.
Facing them with a body of flesh and blood is no different than standing still while being raped and torn into pieces.
Therefore, at this time, not only the strength of the monk's energy and blood is tested, but also the firmness of the monk's will is tested.
"boom!……"
At this time, accompanied by an ear-splitting air explosion, the ferocious sword energy, like the water of a mighty river, washed past Xu Taiping again.
This time, although Xu Taiping still resisted, the wound on his foot was so deep that it almost hurt his muscles and bones. So when Xu Taiping tried to lift his foot and stepped out again, his body suddenly collapsed due to the pain in his foot.