Chapter 1668
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”What exactly is the origin of this Evil Sword Immortal？”
In the west wing room of Wenhe Tower.
Looking at the evil soul that was fighting against Xu Taiping in the illusory shadow of the spirit mirror, Bai Di, the young owner of Li Liu Village suddenly turned his head and asked the masked woman.
The masked woman seriously recalled for a while and then her gaze was firmly fixed on the two people fighting in the illusory shadow in front, and she explained to Bai Di without looking back:
“The disciple of the True Martial Great Emperor. After being lured by the Demon Abyss, although he didn’t fall into Magic Path , his temperament changed greatly and he became bloodthirsty. When he broke through to the Transcendent Realm, all the Outer Domain Heavenly Devils came to welcome him together.”
“Under helpless circumstances, the True Martial Great Emperor destroyed his physical body and sealed his Yuan Shen in this Myriad Evils Peak, hoping that one day, he could eliminate his Inner Demon on his own and return to the right path.”
After hearing this, Bai Di was first surprised, and then the corner of his mouth slightly raised and said：
“The evil soul that appeared in the second Ten Evils Pavilion is such a character. This play is really becoming more and more interesting.”
After hearing this, the masked woman sneered and said：
“Bai Di, you have cultivated for so many years. Don’t you understand yet？”
Bai Di asked in confusion：
“Understand what？”
The masked woman’s eyes stared fixedly at the two people fighting in the Illusory shadow in front of her, and said without looking back： “For cultivators, except for their own cultivation base and combat power, everything else is external things and useless.”
“And you, as soon as you heard that this Sword Evil is a disciple of the True Martial Great Emperor, you defaulted that his talent is above that of Chu Ping’an.”
When she said this, she turned her head and looked at Bai Di with cold eyes, and then continued：
“Just from this point of view, you are far inferior to Chu Ping’an in the spirit mirror at this moment, who dares to draw his sword against that Sword Evil.”
Bai Di, upon hearing this, looked into the gaze of the masked woman, and then a fierce look emerged in his eyes as he said：
“Do you believe that if I were to fight this Chu Ping’an.
“It would definitely be him who dies.”
The masked woman didn’t speak, but silently turned her head away, and her gaze continued to look at Xu Taiping and the sword cultivator Xie who were fighting in the illusory shadow of the spiritual mirror.
At this time, because the Sword Evil was restricted by the prohibition of the Myriad Evils Peak, he had to, like Xu Taiping only be able to Cast the power of qi and blood and martial arts techniques.
But even so, the Sword Evil’s sword moves that were as fast as lightning, and his powerful qi and blood power that was not inferior to that of a martial artist, in just a short moment, left several bloody holes on Xu Taiping’s body.
Although Xu Taiping still managed to stabilize his saber momentum, from the scene, the signs of defeat had already appeared.
Seeing this, Bai Di once again leaned back, leaned on the chair, and then crossed his arms, facing the smile and said：
“Shishu Zijin, how about we bet a game？”
To Bai Di’s surprise, the masked woman agreed without hesitation—
“Okay.”
However, the masked woman immediately added：
“If your bet is that half.”
Bai Di, upon hearing this, raised the corner of his mouth and said：
“Shishu, as expected, you are thinking of the half fruit that Shifu gave me.
The masked woman didn’t respond, but continued expressionlessly：
“Bet or not？”
Bai Di glanced at the Illusory shadow projected by the spirit mirror in front of him. After confirming that the Sword Fiend was still suppressing Xu Taiping’s sword momentum, he immediately nodded confidently and said：
“I also bet on the other half of the six-color fruit of Shishu.”
Upon hearing this, the masked woman gently flicked her sleeve and threw out a burning talisman from it which flew straight towards Bai Di.
Bai Di reached out and caught the talisman, and then injected his own true essence to burn the other half of the talisman to ashes.
This is a kind of talisman similar to a soul contract.
Once one of the two parties who form the contract defaults, the soul will definitely suffer serious damage from the talisman.
“Zheng！ …”
Just at this moment, a sword chirping sound suddenly rang out in the spirit mirror. Then, it was seen that the Sword Fiend’s sword, with the momentum like thunder, carrying a bright sword gang formed by the power of qi and blood, stabbed towards Xu Taiping who had been pushed to the edge of the cliff.
This sword was like a shooting star from the sky, extremely gorgeous.
It was really hard to imagine that someone could actually Cast a sword that was enough to fight against a cultivator only with the power of qi and blood and pure swordsmanship.
After seeing this sword, Bai Di, who felt sure of victory, suddenly slapped the folding fan in his hand towards the palm and praise ed:
“Good swordsmanship. No wonder he is a direct disciple of the True Martial Emperor！”
Even the masked woman who had suppressed Xu Taiping couldn’t help but praise after seeing Sword Evil’s sword strike.
“With such amazing talent, it’s no wonder that even though he took the evil path, the True Martial Emperor was still willing to give him a hand.”
However, it was precisely this sword strike of Sword Evil that made the masked woman believe that her Xu Taiping would win.
The masked woman’s eyes shone sharply as she murmured in a low voice.
“If Sword Evil hadn’t felt threatened, how could he have used this sword strike that would expose his talent？”
Upon hearing this, Bai Di beside her sneered and said.
“Uncle Zijin, don’t deceive yourself.”
“Boom！…”
Just as his voice fell, a saber cry, like a bolt from the blue, suddenly rang out in the spirit mirror.
Looking closely, one could see that in the spirit mirror, when Sword Evil’s sword stabbed towards Chu Ping’an, the saber momentum that was originally about to collapse suddenly surged. At the same time, he, who was holding the long saber in his hand, stepped forward abruptly against the bright sword light of Sword Evil, which was like a shooting star from the sky.
The next moment, the long saber in Xu Taiping’s hand was like the writing brush in the hand of a great calligrapher. One saber strike after another, like splashing ink, broke through Sword Evil’s saber momentum with the dazzling saber qi.
“Boom！…”
Finally, within the horizontal, vertical, diagonal, and dot strokes formed by the overwhelming saber auras, Xu Taiping, holding the long saber in his hand, closed in on the Sword Evil.
The Sword Evil, with a face full of shock, said in disbelief：
“You saw through my swordsmanship？”
Xu Taiping didn’t answer, but said with a face full of apology：
“I’m sorry.”
As he spoke, the long saber in his hand “swished” and slashed at the Sword Evil’s neck, cutting off his head with one strike.
Subsequently, only a “boom” was heard, and the Sword Evil’s figure, which was composed of sword auras, dissipated in the pavilion.
However, as his figure dissipated, a somewhat angry voice came from the Ten Thousand Evils Peak — “Little fellow, if you reach the summit, I want to fight you again.”
