"I have something urgent. Can you please accommodate me?"
Xu Taiping took a step forward, pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, and looked relaxed and calm.
"Even if the King of Hell comes today, he still can't be accommodating!"
The disciple of the Ba Dao Sect raised his hand, and three iron awls flew out of his sleeves and began to swirl around him.
At the same time, his hand made a "crack" sound and he pulled out the long knife from his waist.
Seeing this, the dozen or so disciples of the Tyrant Sword Sect standing behind him all sacrificed their magical weapons and pulled out the long swords from their waists.
For a moment, violent breath fluctuations occurred, one wave after another, hitting Xu Taiping.
"Do you still want to be accommodating?"
The leading disciple of the Ba Sword Sect pointed his sword at Xu Taiping, his eyes full of sarcasm and impatience.
For ordinary monks, this wave of aura fluctuations alone would be enough to make them retreat.
But for Xu Taiping, he had seen too many such battles.
"bass!--"
Without any hesitation, Xu Taiping pulled out the "Broken Water" from his waist and jumped down from the stage lightly.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
The moment he jumped off the teleportation platform, the flying awls of more than a dozen disciples of the Tyrant Sword Sect all shot towards Xu Taiping with a sound of piercing the air.
"boom!"
But as Xu Taiping slashed out with his sword, more than a dozen flying awls were blown apart.
Several low-grade flying cones even shattered on the spot.
Several disciples of the Ba Dao Sect who refined flying awls into their own magic weapons were seriously injured on the spot.
"Brothers, this must be a precious sword in his hand. Let's snatch it together!"
After a brief daze, the leading disciple of the Ba Sword Sect immediately roared.
Because Xu Taiping used his lotus pupils to cover his aura, he firmly believed that the reason why Xu Taiping was able to break their flying awl just now was entirely because of the water-breaking knife in his hand.
Because of the words of the leading disciple, some of the disciples of the Ba Dao Sect who originally had the intention of retreat suddenly had their eyes blazing again and began to desperately activate the true energy in their bodies.
"Crack!"
At this moment, Xu Taiping's feet landed just in the middle of them.
"He actually threw himself into a trap and sought death!"
Seeing Xu Taiping coming to his door, the leading disciple was immediately overjoyed. He immediately picked up the long sword in his hand and slashed at Xu Taiping with violent sword energy.
At the same time, he also shouted to other disciples:
"You will form the Six Ding Liujia Dragon Slaying Sword Formation."
Hearing this, the twelve sword cultivator disciples behind him quickly took their positions and quickly formed a sword formation.
In just an instant, everyone's swords were focused on the leading disciple.
For a moment, the leading disciple's sword power surged, and the long sword transformed into a sword shadow that was more than ten feet long and more than ten feet wide, and suddenly struck Xu Taiping.
"Uh-huh!"
But the sound of a sword cutting through the air suddenly sounded.
A sharp knife mark appeared in front of the leading disciple. When the sword's power was instantly broken, his body was then penetrated by a torrent of sword energy.
In less than a breath, the body of the leading disciple was shattered into flesh and blood by the sword energy.
Seeing this scene, the remaining twelve Blade Sect disciples lost their minds on the spot and turned around and fled in all directions without hesitation.
"Know!--"
Before the twelve people could escape a few steps, there was a sound of swords that sounded like cicadas, and the shadows of swords as thin as cicada wings, carrying the dazzling sword light, suddenly looked like snowflakes in the storm. It suddenly exploded.
In one breath, with a harsh sound breaking through the air, more than a dozen disciples of the Ba Dao Sect all fell down.
After mastering the ultimate intention of his martial arts, every sword Xu Taiping strikes now is a sword at the extreme level.
Therefore, these half-baked God Refiners are no match for him at all.
That's what sword repair is like.
When you encounter a sword cultivator whose cultivation level is only slightly weaker than yours, you must deal with it carefully, otherwise you will most likely be counterattacked.
If you encounter a sword cultivator whose cultivation level is only slightly better than yours, unless you have high-level skills and magic weapons, don't think too much and run away quickly.
"The soul of these people is probably not even at the third level. They are not at the peak of the God Refining Realm."
Xu Taiping shook his head, somewhat unfinished.
After breaking through the realm of refining gods, he has been able to sense the strength of the opponent's soul through his own soul.
Even as long as he closes his eyes, he can clearly sense every plant and tree within a radius of about a mile.
"Ding!"
After confirming that all the disciples of the Ba Sword Sect had fallen, Xu Taiping returned the sword to its sheath.
At the same time, he spread his palms and sealed all the spirits of these monks in the ghost-sealing talisman.
But this time he didn't let the sword demon swallow them all.
"Practice is not easy, so I will leave you with a chance to survive for the time being. However, if your sect leader does anything to harm the Heavenly Sword Sect, I will immediately burn your soul to ashes with the golden flames of the Great Sun."
Xu Taiping murmured in his mouth while closing his palms.
He has no interest in pure killing, but if the other party is really a heinous person, he will never have any mercy.
There is a saying in Buddhism that he likes very much - a Bodhisattva has a heart but a thunderous means.
"Taiping, did something happen to my father?"
At this moment, Bai Yu's voice suddenly sounded in Xu Taiping's mind.
In the past few days, Bai Yu and Ping An have been refining the demon elixir in the immortal gourd, preparing to break through the demon clan's most critical realm, the demon master, so there has been no sound.
However, it may be because of the unique blood power of the demon clan that he came to Zhenwutian, and Bai Yu sensed that Bai Hong's vitality was dissipating little by little.
"yes."
After some consideration, Xu Taiping decided to tell Bai Yu the truth.
"Let me come out Xu Taiping!"
Bai Yu was a little anxious.
"What's the point of coming out? Your opponent is a strong man from Wumianlou. You, a demon cultivator at the Demon King level, are you going to go there and die?"
Xu Taiping said to Bai Yu expressionlessly while quickly cleaning up the belongings of the Ba Dao Sect disciples.
"But that's my dad!"
Bai Yu was so anxious that he yelled.
