These people all rushed towards the other side desperately. Even though their methods were superb, they still couldn't last long in the face of such a powerful sword energy.
"Drink!"
Li Huanzhen shouted deeply, and flew up into the air. The brilliance of the crane's divine feathers turned into a white light and enveloped Li Huanzhen, and he rushed forward. At the same time, Li Huanzhen raised his two palms. At this moment, a white jade-like brilliance bloomed on his palms, and his two palms seemed to have turned into flawless jade, crystal clear.
"boom!"
Li Huanzhen slapped it with a palm. The invisible and formless divine power of hell on the white jade palm seemed to have turned into a big hand. It was invisible, intangible, formless and formless, but it blocked all the flying swords that came flying towards it. It turned into fragments, shaking out terrifying waves of true energy, with a mighty force.
"Boom boom boom!"
Li Huanzhen opened the bow with his left and right hands, and his white jade palms moved regularly in the air. Every time he slapped a palm, the terrifying impact of zhenqi would shake away the flying swords around him, or directly shatter them. Li Huanzhen's figure was erratic, flying towards the other shore, and his speed was not at all inferior to those who were stunningly beautiful.
Tian Can Shou, the magical power recorded on the bricks in Fangtian Divine Cauldron. This magical power can be refined to the point where it can punch a big hole in the sky. However, it is obvious that Li Huanzhen does not have such attainments now. He is just the skin of the remaining hand that reaches the sky. Like the crane and divine feathers, he cannot fully control it.
But even so, Tian Canshou's primary stage still showed extraordinary aura. The flying sword that could penetrate ordinary monks could not get close to Li Huanzhen at all.
Without Lan Qingcheng and Lan Ruofeng holding Li Huanzhen back, Li Huanzhen's strength has been fully demonstrated now, and he is not much worse than the stunningly beautiful people.
"What a trick!" A figure flashed beside him. Luo Feijian was dressed in black and his black hair was flying. A stone sword flew up and down from his hand, cutting off the sword energy around him.
Li Huanzhen smiled slightly and said nothing. At this moment, others were also driving towards Li Huanzhen, obviously shocked by Li Huanzhen's methods. Among them, the wild man, the Dongfang family brother and sister, the crow man, Li Subaru, Yue Qing and others looked at Li Huanzhen with hostility in their eyes.
Li Huanzhen's strength has put pressure on them. The fight for the number of true disciples will inevitably lead to a fight.
"Hehehehe~~There are more and more interesting people." On the cliff, several elders of the Tianshan Sword Sect said with a smile. When Li Huanzhen showed his strength, these people also felt that their eyes lit up.
But among them, the middle-aged man frowned, quietly stepped away, and left the scene without anyone noticing.
…
In the Feijian field, more than a dozen people finally survived the trap and went into the teleportation array in the last scene after a lot of effort. The wild man holding the mace, the brothers and sisters of the Dongfang family, the crow man and others got in one after another and disappeared into the teleportation array.
Li Huanzhen and Luo Feijian also arrived. Looking at the last teleportation array, Li Huanzhen smiled bitterly: "I really don't know what the next level will be. This level is already so terrifying."
"Don't worry, there won't be any external threats in the next level." Luo Feijian said, he seemed to know the rules of this "Seventh Tribulation".
"What do you mean?" Li Huanzhen asked.
Luo Fei's sword eyes were covered with black cloth and said: "The seventh tribulation of the seven tribulations is actually not a special place, but an arena where those who have passed the first six levels of assessment can fight to the death. In the end, Seven places will be chosen in the decisive battle, and the weak ones will either die or be eliminated and become ordinary inner disciples."
"Do you want to fight?" Li Huanzhen grinned, and his blood boiled. It seemed that since his divine and demonic physique, Li Huanzhen felt that he was becoming more and more brave and fierce, and his blood boiled at every turn.
This is the blood of gods and demons stirring in his body.
"Every one of the remaining people is not a weakling, and there will be a difficult battle." Luo Feijian showed a bitter smile on his lips, but that bitter smile contained a decisive killing intent, and then walked towards the teleportation array.
Li Huanzhen also walked up, stepped into the teleportation array, and disappeared with the light of the teleportation array.
As the world turned, another scene appeared, which was also the last stage of the sevenfold tribulation. Compared with the previous scenes, this place is much smaller. There are no violent storms, no lightning and thunder, and no sword aura. There is only an open space. At this moment, those who have survived to the last level are all gathered here.
Those who persisted to the last level were all people with extraordinary strength. They were either extremely talented or had something to rely on, either a magic weapon or a talisman. There were about a dozen of them.
Li Huanzhen walked in slowly and looked around. These dozen people were all looking at each other eagerly. When they got here, they all knew what the last catastrophe of the seven tribulations was, and they were going to decide the seven true successors. When the number of disciples comes, there must first be a battle between dragons and tigers to distinguish the strong and the weak.
"Tch, it's really troublesome, there are so many offal." One of them said. This person had red hair and a birthmark on his face. He held a small flying sword in his hand, about the size of a palm, but it looked very rough and not It's not as radiant as the Zixia Flying Sword used by Ji Lin'er.
"Some people are bastards themselves, and they still talk about others." The wild man sneered and said while carrying the mace.
"Are you talking about me?" The red-haired man with the birthmark suddenly frowned and cast a cold gaze at the wild man.
"Isn't it?" The wild man, with his hair flying around, sneered and took a step forward.
"Hmph!" the red-haired man sneered: "Some people think they have a magic weapon that is not weak, and insist on it until the last level. There is nothing so wild and arrogant about it. If you don't use that magic weapon, I will let you I can defeat you with just one hand!!”
"Are you sure?" The wild man raised his eyebrows, grinned, slammed the mace in his hand on the ground, and said: "Okay, I will fight you once with my bare hands. If you can last three months in my hand, In this round, I will recognize your strength and let you stay, otherwise get out of here!!"
"I'm afraid you won't succeed." The red-haired man's mouth showed a scheming smile, and it was obvious that his previous words were to provoke the other party.
The wild man stepped forward, his hair wild and wild, his eyes gleaming fiercely, like an angry beast.
He walked towards the red-haired man, and with every step he took, the aura on his body became twice as powerful, and his true energy surged and rolled.
