Chapter 43 Climbing to the Top of the Mountain, the Unknown Cultivator Chu Ping'an

"Zheng!"

As soon as the man in the green shirt in the pavilion spoke, the long sword in his sheath made a sword cry like a dragon's cry, and then flew out of the sheath like a silver dragon.

When Zhao Linglong saw this scene in the attic, her face darkened and she said:

"The Immortal Sword Dragon Roar...this is Bu Xueting's natal flying sword!"

Hearing this, Fairy Lingyue suddenly smiled helplessly and said:

"The man in the green shirt in the pavilion must be Buxueting."

Ping An even said with a mournful face:

"Why are we still walking in the snow garden? If I had known better, I wouldn't have asked Bodhisattva for blessings. Instead, I would have asked Taoist Patriarch for blessings."

While several people were talking, Xu Taiping's voice suddenly came out from the spiritual mirror:

"Senior is joking, it's time for junior to come and ask senior for advice!"

As he said that, Xu Taiping in the spiritual mirror jumped up unceremoniously, and with the power of thunder, he slashed at Bu Xueting who was standing in the Bu Dao Pavilion.

"Zheng!"

Bu Xueting just raised his arm, and the immortal sword Long You made a sword sound and flew into his hand automatically.

Immediately, Bu Xueting and the Long You Sword in his hand merged into a sword light without any warning, and stabbed straight into Xu Taiping's chest.

When everyone in front of the spiritual mirror reacted, the tip of the long sword in Bu Xue Ting's hand was almost touching the skin of Xu Taiping's chest.

"Uh-huh!"

But at this critical moment, Xu Taiping's figure suddenly twisted and almost moved behind Bu Xueting close to the sword blade.

At the same time, the bone knife in Xu Taiping's hand was sharp and slashed towards Bu Xueting's back.

"Zheng!"

And as another sword sound sounded, Bu Xueting had already blocked the immortal sword Long You from his back with his sword back.

"when!"

Amidst the sound of gold and stone colliding, Xu Taiping's sword was struck by the Long You sword.

However, the moment he saw Bu Xueting using the back sword stance, Xu Taiping had already used the sword to replace the fist when he drew the sword, turning the sword's intention into the fist's intention.

So the next moment the swords collided, a huge force that should only belong to boxing burst out from Xu Taiping's long sword.

"boom!……"

Under this force, Bu Xueting's sword was almost shattered, and his body was even thrown out of the Bu Dao Pavilion by this huge force.

He looked extremely embarrassed.

After Xu Taiping succeeded with the sword, he stepped forward, jumped up again, held the handle of the sword with both hands, and with the increasingly fierce sword power, slashed towards the person who had not yet stabilized. Bu Xueting.

"boom!"

But in just a breath, Bu Xueting jumped up with the long sword in his hand, turning into a straight sword light. Before the long sword in Xu Taiping's hand fell, a The sword stabbed Xu Taiping's throat.

This sword was so fast that it was unbelievable. It didn't look like a flesh and blood body could do it with the power of Qi and blood alone.

But unfortunately, Xueting did this step.

At this time, Xu Taiping had already jumped up.

Without the use of magic, there was no way to block Bu Xueting's sword.

He obviously didn't expect that Bu Xueting's swordsmanship and use of the power of qi and blood would be so powerful.

Otherwise, he would never have jumped up so easily and left such a big hole for himself.

Perhaps Taiping is also very clear.

Bu Xueting, who was so powerful with the power of his energy and blood alone, had no chance of winning if he were allowed to release his restraints and use his true energy and more powerful swordsmanship.

After thinking for a moment, Xu Taiping made a choice.

He did not choose to use his true energy to protect his body. Instead, at the moment when the Xueting sword was about to pierce his throat, he took the risk and used the body-building method of the Flame Emperor's body-building technique to inject all the power of his own energy and blood into his neck. Among the muscles, the muscles that suddenly grew and were as hard as stone protected his throat.

"Uh-huh!"

The next moment, with a harsh sound piercing the air, the long sword in Bu Xueting's hand stabbed Xu Taiping's neck.

But because Xu Taiping used the muscles strengthened by the power of Qi and blood to protect his throat in advance, the sword in Bu Xueting's hand could not directly pierce his throat.

But even so, it is impossible to intercept the sword of a master like Bu Xueting with just two muscles enhanced by the power of Qi and blood.

Xu Taiping naturally knew this.

So from the beginning, what he did was just to buy time for the next stab.

"boom!"

Just when Xu Taiping's throat was about to be penetrated by Bu Xueting, Xu Taiping's sword posture once again turned into a fist posture.

Then he was seen holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and in the posture of the Ancestral Saint Boxing Master, he hammered the handle of the knife into Bu Xueting, who was already only one foot away from him.

Just as Xu Taiping didn't expect that Bu Xueting's sword would be so ridiculously fast, Bu Xueting also didn't expect that Xu Taiping would dare to catch his sword with his throat.

And with the distance between the two of them at this moment, they can change the sword posture into a fist posture, use the knife instead of the fist, and reverse the attack.

"boom!"

Then, with a deafening collision, Bu Xueting was hit by Xu Taiping's knife handle and fell heavily to the ground.

Xu Taiping, who had a bloody hole in his throat, landed on his feet shortly after, and after standing firm, he once again slashed at the snow court with his sword, which had almost dispersed. past.

Seeing this scene, all the monks in front of the spiritual mirror, including Zhao Linglong, felt a chill running down their backs.

No one expected that the two people, who only relied on the power of Qi and blood to fight with martial arts sword skills, would fight with a fierce intensity that was not inferior to those of practitioners.

It even gave some monks below the transformation level the illusion that even if they did not limit their cultivation level and fought with one of the two, they would be the ones who died in the end.

"boom!……"

At this time, after hearing less than a breath, Xu Taiping and Bu Xueting fought against each other again.

Xu Taiping took advantage of the momentum he gained with the sword just now, and started to fight Bu Xueting at close range, completely sealing Bu Xueting's incredibly fast identity.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Because the sword in Xu Taiping's hand can be used as both a fist and a sword, in close combat, his attack speed is actually faster than that of Bu Xueting's sword.

For a time, Nabu Xueting was not only pressed back continuously, but also was hit hard several times by Xu Taiping's knife handle from time to time.

In just a short moment, several wounds appeared on Bu Xueting's shoulders, chest and arms. The bright red blood soon dyed his green shirt dark brown.

On the third floor of Wenhe Tower, after a period of dead silence, a monk finally couldn't help but exclaimed:

"That one, that one is the number one sword cultivator after Emperor Zhenwu. How could he be forced into such a situation by an unknown casual cultivator?"

Upon hearing this, the casual cultivator sitting at the next table immediately looked unhappy and said:

"Who are you talking about? The little brother has a name and a surname. His name is Chu Pingan!"