Chapter 40 Climb to the top of the mountain, a disciple of Emperor Zhenwu?
"Where did this evil sword fairy come from?"
In the wing room on the fourth floor of Wenhe Tower.
Looking at the evil spirit fighting Xu Taiping in the ghost mirror, Bai Di, the young master of Liliu Village, suddenly turned his head and asked the masked woman.
The masked woman thought about it carefully, then stared at the two people fighting in the shadow in front of her, and explained to Bai Di without looking back:
"A former disciple of Emperor Zhenwu was bewitched by the Demonic Abyss. Although he did not become a demon, his character changed drastically and he became murderous. When he broke through the realm of transformation, he attracted all the demons from outside the sky to greet him."
"As a last resort, Emperor Zhenwu destroyed his physical body and sealed his soul in the Ten Thousand Evil Peak, in the hope that one day he would be able to extinguish his inner demons on his own and return to the right path."
When Bai Di heard this, he looked surprised at first, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said:
"The evil spirit that appears in the second Ten Evil Pavilion is such a character. This scene is really more interesting."
The masked woman heard this and sneered: .??.??
"Bai Di, you have been practicing for so many years, don't you still understand?"
Bai Di asked puzzledly:
"Understand what?"
The masked woman's eyes were fixed on the two people fighting in the shadow in front of her, and she said without looking back: "For a monk, except for his own cultivation and combat power, everything else is an external object.
Useless."
"And you, as soon as you heard that Jianxie was a disciple of Emperor Zhenwu, you assumed that his talent was superior to that of Chu Ping'an."
When she said this, she turned back and glanced at Bai Di with cold eyes, and then continued:
"From this point of view, you are far inferior to Chu Ping'an who dares to draw his sword at the evil sword in the spiritual mirror at this moment."
When Bai Di heard this, he looked into the masked woman's eyes, and then there was a cruel look in his eyes:
"Believe it or not, if I were allowed to have a battle with Chu Ping'an."
"It must be him who died."
The masked woman did not speak, but turned her head silently, and continued to look at Xu Taiping and Jian Xiuxie, who were fighting in the shadow of the spiritual mirror.
At this time, Jian Xie, like Xu Taiping, could only use the power of Qi, blood and martial arts because he was restricted by the Wan Evil Peak.
But even so, Jian Xie's sword moves as fast as lightning and his powerful energy and blood that were not inferior to those of Wu Fu left several bloody holes in Xu Taiping's body in just a short moment.
Although Xu Taiping still maintained his sword strength, judging from the scene, the situation was already ruined.
Seeing this, Bai Di leaned back again, leaning on the chair, then folded his hands on his chest, smiled and said:
"Uncle Zijin, how about you and I have a bet?"
To Bai Di's surprise, the masked woman agreed without hesitation——
"OK."
However, the masked woman immediately added:
"If your bet is half a stone."
Hearing this, Bai Di raised the corner of his mouth and said:
"Uncle, you are really thinking about the half six-color fruit that master gave me."
The masked woman did not answer, but continued to say expressionlessly:
"To gamble or not to gamble?"
Bai Di looks
Looking at the shadow cast by the spiritual mirror in front of him, after confirming that Jian Xie was still suppressing Xu Taiping's sword power, he immediately nodded confidently and said:
"I'll also bet on your half of the six-color fruit, Uncle Master."
Hearing this, the masked woman gently flicked her sleeve and threw out a burning talisman, which flew straight towards Bai Di.
Bai Di stretched out his hand to take the talisman, then injected his true energy into it, burning the other half of the talisman to ashes.
This is a kind of talisman similar to a soul contract.
If one of the two parties to the contract breaks the contract, the soul will be severely damaged by the talisman.
"Zheng!..."
Just at this moment, a sword sound suddenly exploded in the spiritual mirror, and then he saw the sword evil sound as powerful as thunder, carrying a bright sword gang formed by the power of blood, and the sword was directed towards the person.
Xu Taiping was pushed to the edge of the cliff and stabbed.
This sword is like a flying star in the sky, extremely gorgeous.
It is really unimaginable that someone can actually use only the power of Qi and blood and pure swordsmanship to cast a sword that is enough to fight a monk.
After seeing this sword, Bai Di, who felt that he was sure of victory, suddenly slapped the folding fan in his hand into his palm and exclaimed:
"Excellent swordsmanship, worthy of being a direct disciple of Emperor Zhenwu!"
Even the masked woman who suppressed Xu Taipingsheng couldn't help but admired Jian Xie's sword after seeing it:
"With such an amazing talent, it's no wonder that even if he takes an evil path, Emperor Zhenwu is still willing to help him."
However, it was Jian Xie's sword that made the masked woman believe that her Xu Taiping would win.
The masked woman murmured in a low voice with sharp eyes:
"If Jian Xie didn't feel threatened, how could he use this sword that would expose his talent?"
When Bai Di heard this, he sneered:
"Uncle Zijin, don't deceive yourself and others."
"boom!……"
However, just as he finished speaking, the sound of a knife suddenly exploded in the spiritual mirror like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.
Taking a closer look, he saw Chu Ping'an in the spiritual mirror. When Jian Xie struck with his sword, the power of the sword that was about to collapse suddenly surged. At the same time, holding a long sword in his hand, he faced the Jian Xie.
The sword light was as bright as a flying star in the sky, and he took a sudden step forward.
The next moment, the long knife in Xu Taiping's hand was like the pen in the hands of the master of calligraphy and painting. One knife after another, like swiping a brush and splashing ink, carrying the dazzling sword to break the evil sword's power.
"boom!……"
Finally, among the vertical and horizontal slashes created by the swords in the sky, Xu Taiping, holding a long sword, stepped in front of the sword evil.
Jian Xie, who looked astonished, said in disbelief:
"Have you seen through my swordsmanship?"
Xu Taiping did not answer, but said apologetically:
"excuse me."
As he spoke, the long knife in his hand slashed toward Jian Xie's neck with a "swish" sound, and his head was cut off with one blow.
Then, with a "boom" sound, Jian Xie's figure formed by the sword gangs dissipated in the pavilion.
However, as his figure disappeared, an angry voice came from the Wanshen Peak - "Little guy, if you reach the top, I will fight you again." "Who is this Evil Sword Immortal?"
origin?"
In the wing room on the fourth floor of Wenhe Tower.
Looking at the evil spirit fighting Xu Taiping in the ghost mirror, Bai Di, the young master of Liliu Village, suddenly turned his head and asked the masked woman.
The masked woman thought about it carefully, then stared at the two people fighting in the shadow in front of her, and explained to Bai Di without looking back:
"A former disciple of Emperor Zhenwu was bewitched by the Demonic Abyss. Although he did not become a demon, his character changed drastically and he became murderous. When he broke through the realm of transformation, he attracted all the demons from outside the sky to greet him."
"As a last resort, Emperor Zhenwu destroyed his physical body and sealed his soul in the Ten Thousand Evil Peak, in the hope that one day he would be able to extinguish his inner demons on his own and return to the right path."
When Bai Di heard this, he looked surprised at first, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said:
"The evil spirit that appears in the second Ten Evil Pavilion is such a character. This scene is really more interesting."
The masked woman heard this and sneered:
"Bai Di, you have been practicing for so many years, don't you still understand?"
Bai Di asked puzzledly:
"Understand what?"
The masked woman's eyes were fixed on the two people fighting in the shadow in front of her, and she said without looking back: "For a monk, except for his own cultivation and combat power, everything else is an external object.
Useless."
"And you, as soon as you heard that Jianxie was a disciple of Emperor Zhenwu, you assumed that his talent was superior to that of Chu Ping'an."
When she said this, she turned back and glanced at Bai Di with cold eyes, and then continued:
"From this point of view, you are far inferior to Chu Ping'an who dares to draw his sword at the evil sword in the spiritual mirror at this moment."
When Bai Di heard this, he looked into the masked woman's eyes, and then there was a cruel look in his eyes:
"Believe it or not, if I were allowed to have a battle with Chu Ping'an."
"It must be him who died."
The masked woman did not speak, but turned her head silently, and continued to look at Xu Taiping and Jian Xiuxie, who were fighting in the shadow of the spiritual mirror.
At this time, Jian Xie, like Xu Taiping, could only use the power of Qi, blood and martial arts because he was restricted by the Wan Evil Peak.
But even so, Jian Xie's sword moves as fast as lightning and his powerful energy and blood that were not inferior to those of Wu Fu left several bloody holes in Xu Taiping's body in just a short moment.
Although Xu Taiping still maintained his sword strength, judging from the scene, the situation was already ruined.
Seeing this, Bai Di leaned back again, leaning on the chair, then folded his hands on his chest, smiled and said:
"Uncle Zijin, how about you and I have a bet?"
To Bai Di's surprise, the masked woman agreed without hesitation——
"OK."
However, the masked woman immediately added:
"If your bet is half a stone."
Hearing this, Bai Di raised the corner of his mouth and said:
"Uncle, you are really thinking about the half six-color fruit that master gave me."
The masked woman did not answer, but continued to say expressionlessly:
"To gamble or not to gamble?"
Bai Di looks
Looking at the shadow cast by the spiritual mirror in front of him, after confirming that Jian Xie was still suppressing Xu Taiping's sword power, he immediately nodded confidently and said:
"I'll also bet on your half of the six-color fruit, Uncle Master."
Hearing this, the masked woman gently flicked her sleeve and threw out a burning talisman, which flew straight towards Bai Di.
Bai Di stretched out his hand to take the talisman, then injected his true energy into it, burning the other half of the talisman to ashes.
This is a kind of talisman similar to a soul contract.
If one of the two parties to the contract breaks the contract, the soul will be severely damaged by the talisman.
"Zheng!..."
Just at this moment, a sword sound suddenly exploded in the spiritual mirror, and then he saw the sword evil sound as powerful as thunder, carrying a bright sword gang formed by the power of blood, and the sword was directed towards the person.
Xu Taiping was pushed to the edge of the cliff and stabbed.
This sword is like a flying star in the sky, extremely gorgeous.
It is really unimaginable that someone can actually use only the power of Qi and blood and pure swordsmanship to cast a sword that is enough to fight a monk.
After seeing this sword, Bai Di, who felt that he was sure of victory, suddenly slapped the folding fan in his hand into his palm and exclaimed:
"Excellent swordsmanship, worthy of being a direct disciple of Emperor Zhenwu!"
Even the masked woman who suppressed Xu Taipingsheng couldn't help but admired Jian Xie's sword after seeing it:
"With such an amazing talent, it's no wonder that even if he takes an evil path, Emperor Zhenwu is still willing to help him."
However, it was Jian Xie's sword that made the masked woman believe that her Xu Taiping would win.
The masked woman murmured in a low voice with sharp eyes:
"If Jian Xie didn't feel threatened, how could he use this sword that would expose his talent?"
When Bai Di heard this, he sneered:
"Uncle Zijin, don't deceive yourself and others."
"boom!……"
However, just as he finished speaking, the sound of a knife suddenly exploded in the spiritual mirror like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.
Taking a closer look, he saw Chu Ping'an in the spiritual mirror. When Jian Xie struck with his sword, the power of the sword that was about to collapse suddenly surged. At the same time, holding a long sword in his hand, he faced the Jian Xie.
The sword light was as bright as a flying star in the sky, and he took a sudden step forward.
The next moment, the long knife in Xu Taiping's hand was like the pen in the hands of the master of calligraphy and painting. One knife after another, like swiping a brush and splashing ink, carrying the dazzling sword to break the evil sword's power.
"boom!……"
Finally, among the vertical and horizontal slashes created by the swords in the sky, Xu Taiping, holding a long sword, stepped in front of the sword evil.
Jian Xie, who looked astonished, said in disbelief:
"Have you seen through my swordsmanship?"
Xu Taiping did not answer, but said apologetically:
"excuse me."
As he spoke, the long knife in his hand slashed toward Jian Xie's neck with a "swish" sound, and his head was cut off with one blow.
Then, with a "boom" sound, Jian Xie's figure formed by the sword gangs dissipated in the pavilion.
But just as his body disappeared, an angry voice came from the Wanshen Peak - "Little guy, if you reach the top, I will fight you again."