Chapter 42: Climb to the top of the mountain and imprison Bu Xueting in the Peak of All Evils
Inside the Sixth Pavilion of Ten Evils.
Looking at the burly man in black clothes who was "shocked" by his sword so that his hammers rose up and his body leaned back, Xu Taiping finally felt that he could grasp the mysterious and mysterious feeling as firmly as he held the handle of the sword in his hand.
Hold it firmly in your hand.
"Punching doesn't have to be a punch."
"That's right!"
After whispering like this again, Xu Taiping once again held the knife with both hands and slashed at the strong man in black clothes who had just stood firm.
Although this sword still made a clanking sound, when the blade fell, it still had the unique power of boxing.
"I don't believe that your knife can be heavier than my hammer!"
As he spoke, the evil man in black clothes raised his hammers again and struck them with all his strength against Xu Taiping's slashing blade.
"boom!"
In another violent collision, the evil man in black clothes' hammers were knocked away by Xu Taiping's blade again. ??
Only this time, Xu Taiping did not give the evil man in black clothes a chance to continue swinging the hammer. The long knife in his hand, like the thunderous fist, struck at the evil man in black clothes one after another.
At the beginning, the evil man in black clothes could barely hold his hammers together to resist, but soon, under the fierce force of Xu Taiping's sword, the fists in the hands of the evil man in black clothes were struck by Xu Taiping's long knife.
shattered.
"bass!"
Then under the disbelieving gaze of the evil man in black clothes, the long knife in Xu Taiping's hand regained its sharp and swift power, and with a "swish" sound, he cut off the evil man's head with one stroke.
When the figure disappeared, the evil man asked Xu Taiping in confusion - "Little guy, what kind of ghost sword technique are you using?"
Xu Taiping grinned and said:
"This is my sword technique!"
As he spoke, he kicked the ground with his toes, and with a "boom" like a strong wind, his body flew towards the steps leading to the seventh Pavilion of Ten Evils.
At first, the monks who were watching the battle in front of the spiritual mirror thought that Xu Taiping just happened to find a way to restrain those evil spirits.
But as Xu Taiping moved from the seventh pavilion to the ninth pavilion in one breath, all the monks who had objections just now became depressed.
Nearly 600 steps, 300 consecutive terrifying torrents of swords, and three villains who were almost invincible in the eyes of ordinary people were not able to stop Xu Taiping's steps.
Especially in the battle with the ninth villain, the cult leader Mo Wen who once brought trouble to one side.
In the eyes of everyone, Xu Taiping, whose pseudonym was Chu Ping'an, was clearly about to run out of energy and blood, but in the end he still managed to cut off the head of the evil cultivator Mo Wen with just one breath and his almost crazy sword skills.
head.
Amidst the stunned gazes of everyone in front of the spiritual mirror, Xu Taiping did not even glance at Mo Wen's corpse behind him. He still walked like the wind, carrying a long knife in his hand, and the sword power accumulated from the foot of the mountain, as if
The tiger roared towards the tenth Pavilion of Ten Evils like a roaring mountain.
While Xu Taiping rushed towards the Pavilion of Ten Evils, Mo Wen, whose figure was about to disappear, suddenly laughed wildly:
"Bu Xueting, I tried it for you. This kid is ridiculously strong. Nine times out of ten, you will lose too, hahaha!"
This sound did not make Xu Taiping look back.
, but it shocked Zhao Linglong, Fairy Lingyue and other monks who knew the person of "Bu Xueting" in front of the spiritual mirror.
Pingan on the side asked curiously: "Sister Lingyue, sister Linglong, who is this Bu Xueting?"
Fairy Lingyue rubbed Ping An's head and said:
"This snow court is another powerful sword cultivator in the world after Emperor Zhenwu ascended. He is different from other evil cultivators on this mountain. He was not defeated at the hands of Emperor Zhenwu and was sealed in the Mountain of All Evils."
"He was imprisoned in the Mountain of All Evils to ask about all the evils in the Mountain of Swords so that his swordsmanship could be like that of Emperor Zhenwu and reach the perfect state of unity between nature and self."
"According to rumors, he came to the back of the All-Evil Mountain. The sound of swords weeping on the All-Evil Mountain echoed for more than a hundred years before it stopped."
"It is said that it was during this six months that he taught all the evils in the mountain a lesson."
Zhao Linglong nodded and said:
"Although there is no evidence to verify the authenticity of this rumor, since Bu Xueting came to the All-Evil Peak, all the evil in this mountain has become much more peaceful."
"In the past, let alone going up the mountain, anyone who approached the mountain might be injured by the evil sword energy on the mountain."
Hearing this, Ping An nodded with a sudden look on his face.
Bai Yu on the side frowned and said:
"According to what you said, Bu Xueting is strong enough to aspire to the Shangqing Realm. If Taiping meets him, wouldn't it be certain that he will be defeated?"
Fairy Lingyue shook her head and said:
"Defeat is not certain, but a hard fight is probably indispensable."
Zhao Linglong nodded in recognition and said:
"Fairy Lingyue is right."
"First of all, after Taiping abandoned his true essence, Bu Xueting, like all the evil in the mountain, could only fight against Taiping with the power of his blood and pure swordsmanship."
"Judging from the few battles just now, in terms of pure strength of Qi, blood and swordsmanship, Tai Ping Zu can be called the best among them."
When she said this, Zhao Linglong looked at the figure of Xu Taiping running up the mountain in the spiritual mirror again, and then continued:
"The second thing is that Bu Xueting is not an evil cultivator in the mountains. As long as he doesn't want to, he doesn't have to enter the pavilion to fight Taiping."
Bai Yu nodded after hearing this.
At this moment, with a loud "boom", Xu Taiping was seen running up the steps in the mountain. With a sword that looked like words and gestures all over the sky, he broke through another stream of people rushing from the mountain.
Jian Gang torrent.
Immediately, he jumped up and landed directly at the entrance of the tenth Pavilion of Ten Evils.
The scene in the spiritual mirror then showed the scene of the tenth Pavilion of Ten Evils.
Looking at the plaque on the Bajiao Pavilion, there are three characters "Bu Dao Pavilion" written clearly.
At the same time, Dao Dao Jian Gang began to gather rapidly in the pavilion, and a figure wearing a blue Confucian shirt gradually appeared in the pavilion.
Seeing this, Ping An looked a little nervous and clasped his hands together and said:
"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, hurry up and protect the person who appears in that pavilion, not that Bu Xueting!"
Just as he was praying for peace, the man in the long robe in the pavilion suddenly raised the long sword in his hand that was not yet unsheathed, and said to Xu Taiping, who was rushing towards this side:
"Zhenwu Tian, Bu Xueting, asking for advice!" Inside the Sixth Pavilion of Ten Evils.
Looking at the burly man in black clothes who was "shocked" by his sword so that his hammers rose up and his body leaned back, Xu Taiping finally felt that he could grasp the mysterious and mysterious feeling as firmly as he held the handle of the sword in his hand.
Hold it firmly in your hand.
"Punching doesn't have to be a punch."
"That's right!"
After whispering like this again, Xu Taiping once again held the knife with both hands and slashed at the strong man in black clothes who had just stood firm.
Although this sword still made a clanking sound, when the blade fell, it still had the unique power of boxing.
"I don't believe that your knife can be heavier than my hammer!"
As he spoke, the evil man in black clothes raised his hammers again and struck them with all his strength against Xu Taiping's slashing blade.
"boom!"
In another violent collision, the evil man in black clothes' hammers were knocked away by Xu Taiping's blade again.
Only this time, Xu Taiping did not give the evil man in black clothes a chance to continue swinging the hammer. The long knife in his hand, like the thunderous fist, struck at the evil man in black clothes one after another.
At the beginning, the evil man in black clothes could barely hold his hammers together to resist, but soon, under the fierce force of Xu Taiping's sword, the fists in the hands of the evil man in black clothes were struck by Xu Taiping's long knife.
shattered.
"bass!"
Then under the disbelieving gaze of the evil man in black clothes, the long knife in Xu Taiping's hand regained its sharp and swift power, and with a "swish" sound, he cut off the evil man's head with one stroke.
When the figure disappeared, the evil man asked Xu Taiping in confusion - "Little guy, what kind of ghost sword technique are you using?"
Xu Taiping grinned and said:
"This is my sword technique!"
As he spoke, he kicked the ground with his toes, and with a "boom" like a strong wind, his body flew towards the steps leading to the seventh Pavilion of Ten Evils.
At first, the monks who were watching the battle in front of the spiritual mirror thought that Xu Taiping just happened to find a way to restrain those evil spirits.
But as Xu Taiping moved from the seventh pavilion to the ninth pavilion in one breath, all the monks who had objections just now became depressed.
Nearly 600 steps, 300 consecutive terrifying torrents of swords, and three villains who were almost invincible in the eyes of ordinary people were not able to stop Xu Taiping's steps.
Especially in the battle with the ninth villain, the cult leader Mo Wen who once brought trouble to one side.
In the eyes of everyone, Xu Taiping, whose pseudonym was Chu Ping'an, was clearly about to run out of energy and blood, but in the end he still managed to cut off the head of the evil cultivator Mo Wen with just one breath and his almost crazy sword skills.
head.
Amidst the stunned gazes of everyone in front of the spiritual mirror, Xu Taiping did not even glance at Mo Wen's corpse behind him. He still walked like the wind, carrying a long knife in his hand, and the sword power accumulated from the foot of the mountain, as if
The tiger roared towards the tenth Pavilion of Ten Evils like a roaring mountain.
While Xu Taiping rushed towards the Pavilion of Ten Evils, Mo Wen, whose figure was about to disappear, suddenly laughed wildly:
"Bu Xueting, I tried it for you. This kid is ridiculously strong. Nine times out of ten, you will lose too, hahaha!"
This sound did not make Xu Taiping look back.
, but it shocked Zhao Linglong, Fairy Lingyue and other monks who knew the person of "Bu Xueting" in front of the spiritual mirror.
Pingan on the side asked curiously: "Sister Lingyue, sister Linglong, who is this Bu Xueting?"
Fairy Lingyue rubbed Ping An's head and said:
"This snow court is another powerful sword cultivator in the world after Emperor Zhenwu ascended. He is different from other evil cultivators on this mountain. He was not defeated at the hands of Emperor Zhenwu and was sealed in the Mountain of All Evils."
"He was imprisoned in the Mountain of All Evils to ask about all the evils in the Mountain of Swords so that his swordsmanship could be like that of Emperor Zhenwu and reach the perfect state of unity between nature and self."
"According to rumors, he came to the back of the All-Evil Mountain. The sound of swords weeping on the All-Evil Mountain echoed for more than a hundred years before it stopped."
"It is said that it was during this six months that he taught all the evils in the mountain a lesson."
Zhao Linglong nodded and said:
"Although there is no evidence to verify the authenticity of this rumor, since Bu Xueting came to the All-Evil Peak, all the evil in this mountain has become much more peaceful."
"In the past, let alone going up the mountain, anyone who approached the mountain might be injured by the evil sword energy on the mountain."
Hearing this, Ping An nodded with a sudden look on his face.
Bai Yu on the side frowned and said:
"According to what you said, Bu Xueting is strong enough to aspire to the Shangqing Realm. If Taiping meets him, wouldn't it be certain that he will be defeated?"
Fairy Lingyue shook her head and said:
"Defeat is not certain, but a hard fight is probably indispensable."
Zhao Linglong nodded in recognition and said:
"Fairy Lingyue is right."
"First of all, after Taiping abandoned his true essence, Bu Xueting, like all the evil in the mountain, could only fight against Taiping with the power of his blood and pure swordsmanship."
"Judging from the few battles just now, in terms of pure strength of Qi, blood and swordsmanship, Tai Ping Zu can be called the best among them."
When she said this, Zhao Linglong looked at the figure of Xu Taiping running up the mountain in the spiritual mirror again, and then continued:
"The second thing is that Bu Xueting is not an evil cultivator in the mountains. As long as he doesn't want to, he doesn't have to enter the pavilion to fight Taiping."
Bai Yu nodded after hearing this.
At this moment, with a loud "boom", Xu Taiping was seen running up the steps in the mountain. With a sword that looked like words and gestures all over the sky, he broke through another stream of people rushing from the mountain.
Jian Gang torrent.
Immediately, he jumped up and landed directly at the entrance of the tenth Pavilion of Ten Evils.
The scene in the spiritual mirror then showed the scene of the tenth Pavilion of Ten Evils.
Looking at the plaque on the Bajiao Pavilion, there are three characters "Bu Dao Pavilion" written clearly.
At the same time, Dao Dao Jian Gang began to gather rapidly in the pavilion, and a figure wearing a blue Confucian shirt gradually appeared in the pavilion.
Seeing this, Ping An looked a little nervous and clasped his hands together and said:
"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, hurry up and protect the person who appears in that pavilion, not that Bu Xueting!"
Just as he was praying for peace, the man in the long robe in the pavilion suddenly raised the long sword in his hand that was not yet unsheathed, and said to Xu Taiping, who was rushing towards this side: