Chapter 1670

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　　Inside the sixth Ten Evils Pavilion.
　　Looking at the burly man in black who had his double hammers raised and his body leaned back after being “shocked” by his knife, Xu Taiping finally felt that he could hold that mysterious feeling firmly in his hand, just like holding the handle of the knife in his hand.
　　“To throw a punch, why does it have to be a fist.”
　　“That’s right！”
　　After whispering this again, Xu Taiping once again held the knife with both hands and slashed at the man in black who had just stood firm.
　　This knife, although still with the sound of a crane crying, when the blade chopped down, it also had the heavy power unique to the fist technique.
　　“I don’t believe it. Your knife can be heavier than my hammers！”
　　Saying that, the evil man in black once again picked up his double hammers and vigorously smashed them towards the blade of Xu Taiping’s slashing knife.
　　“Bang！”
　　In another intense collision sound, the double hammers of the evil man in black were once again shaken away by the blade of Xu Taiping.
　　Just this time, Xu Taiping didn’t give the man in black the chance to continue swinging his hammers. The long knife in his hand, just like the fist in the Fury Thunder Style, chopped towards the man in black one after another.
　　At the beginning, the man in black could barely bring his two hammers together to defend, but soon, under the fierce knife momentum of Xu Taiping, the two fists in the hands of the man in black were shattered by Xu Taiping’s long knife.
　　“Zheng！”
Then, in the eyes of the man in black who couldn’t believe it, the long knife in Xu Taiping’s hand restored its fierce and swift knife momentum With a “shua” sound the knife cut off the head of the man.
Just as his figure was dissipating, the man still asked Xu Taiping in confusion——“Little guy, what kind of ghost knife technique are you using?
　　Xu Taiping grinned and said：
　　“This is my knife technique！”
　　As he spoke, he saw his toes suddenly push off the ground, and his figure once again, like a violent wind, with a “boom” sound, flew towards the steps leading to the seventh Ten Wicked Pavilion.
　　At first, the many cultivators watching the battle in front of the spirit mirror only felt that Xu Taiping had just happened to find a way to restrain those previous wicked ones by coincidence.
　　But as next, Xu Taiping, like a wind sweeping away clouds, killed from the seventh pavilion to the ninth pavilion in one go. The cultivators who had objections just now were all silent at this time.
　　Nearly six hundred steps, three hundred terrifying torrents of sword qi, and three villains who seemed almost unbeatable to ordinary people, none of them were able to stop Xu Taiping’s footsteps.
　　Especially in the great battle with the ninth villain, Mo Wen, the former leader of a cult that had brought disaster to one side.
　　In the eyes of everyone, Xu Taiping, who was using the alias Chu Ping’an, clearly had his qi and blood almost exhausted, but in the end, he still relied on a single breath and that almost crazy saber technique to chop off the head of the evil cultivator leader Mo Wen.
　　In the astonished gaze of the crowd in front of the spiritual mirror, Xu Taiping didn’t even look at the corpse of Mo Wen behind him. He still walked like the wind, carrying the long saber in his hand and the saber momentum he had accumulated all the way from the foot of the mountain. Like a fierce tiger roaring in the mountains, he charged towards the tenth Ten Evils Pavilion.
　　And at the same time that Xu Taiping charged towards the Ten Evils Pavilion, the figure of Mo Wen, who was about to dissipate, suddenly burst into wild laughter and said：
　　“Bu Xueting, I’ve tried it for you. This kid is outrageously strong. Most likely, you will also lose, hahaha！”
　　This shout didn’t make Xu Taiping turn back, but it startled a great deal of cultivators such as Zhao Linglong and Fairy Lingyue in front of the spiritual mirror who knew the person “Bu Xueting”.
　　Ping’an beside them asked curiously： “Sister Lingyue, Sister Linglong, who is this Bu Xueting？”
　　The Fairy Lingyue rubbed Ping’an’s head and said：
　　“This Bu Xueting is another powerful sword cultivator in the human world after the True Martial Emperor ascended. He is different from the other evil cultivators on this mountain. He was not defeated by the True Martial Emperor and then sealed in this Mountain of All Evils.”
　　“He imprisoned himself in the Mountain of All Evils in order to make his swordsmanship reach the perfect state of unity of heaven and self like that of the True Martial Emperor, and asked the sword about all the evils in the mountain.”
　　“According to legend, after he came to this Mountain of All Evils, the sound of the sword crying on this mountain echoed for more than a hundred years before it stopped.”
　　“It is said that he taught all the evils in the mountain a lesson within this half year.”
　　Zhao Linglong nodded and said：
　　“Although the authenticity of this legend has no basis for verification, since Bu Xueting came to this Peak of All Evils, all the evils in this mountain have become much more peaceful.”
　　“In the past, not to mention going up the mountain, as long as anyone approached the peak, they might be injured by the evil sword energy on the mountain.”
　　After hearing this, Ping’an nodded suddenly.
　　Bai Yu on the side, however, frowned and said：
　　“According to what you said, the strength of Bu Xueting is enough to compete for the top in the Upper Clear Realm. If Taiping encounters him, wouldn’t he be bound to lose？”
　　The Fairy Lingyue shook her head and said：
　　“It’s not certain that he will lose, but I’m afraid a hard battle is inevitable.”
　　Zhao Linglong nodded in agreement and said：
　　Lingyue Fairy is right.
　　First of all, after Taiping abandoned his true yuan, just like all the evils in this mountain, Buxue Ting can only fight Taiping with his qi and blood power and pure swordsmanship.
　　Judging from the previous few battles, in terms of pure qi and blood power and swordsmanship, Taiping can definitely be called the best among them.
　　When saying this, Zhao Linglong’s gaze once again looked at the figure of Xu Taiping running up the mountain in the spirit mirror, and then continued：
　　Secondly, Buxue Ting is not an evil cultivator in the mountain. As long as he doesn’t want to, he doesn’t have to enter the pavilion to fight Taiping.
　　Bai Yu nodded when he heard this.
　　And just at this time, accompanied by a loud “boom”, I saw Xu Taiping, who was running on the mountain steps, with a knife carrying the saber energy all over the sky like the strokes of words, breaking through another torrent of sword energy rushing from the mountain.
　　Immediately, I saw him jumping up and his head landing at the entrance of the tenth Ten Evils Pavilion.
　　The scene in the spirit mirror With showed the scene of the tenth Ten Evils Pavilion.
Looking at the plaque of the octagonal pavilion again, the three big characters “Budao Pavilion” were written on it.
　　At the same time, strands of sword energy began to gather rapidly in the pavilion, and the figure of a man in a cyan Confucian shirt gradually appeared in the pavilion.
　　Seeing this, Ping’an nervously put his hands together and chanted：
　　“Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, please quickly bless the person who appears in the pavilion and not be that Bu Xueting！”
　　And just as Ping’an was praying, the man in the long shirt in the pavilion suddenly raised the long sword in his hand that had not yet been unsheathed and said to Xu Taiping who was rushing towards this side：
　　“True Martial Heaven, Bu Xueting, asking for advice！”