Clang! Su Yunfei performed the swordsmanship combining Eight Swords Cut and Momentum Youth, all eight swords slashed at the weak point of Qianzhang Lei Sword.
"What! He can actually use the eight swords to exert such a powerful force. I'm afraid the monks in the early stage of the Emperor Realm will have a hard time blocking these eight swords even if they don't try their best!"
"It has only been three and a half hours since he entered the Heritage Mountain, and he has already mastered the Eight Sword Slashes? Genius!"
"No wonder he was able to kill two great monks of the Divine Mirror in a row on the public battle platform. It was not just a trick, but a real strength!"
"Although the Eight Sword Slash is very strong, the Thunder Sword still seems to be unstoppable!". . . The Eight Sword Slash is very powerful, especially when used in conjunction with Mosha Fanghua. The Thousand-Zhang Thunder Sword had slight cracks. Su Yunfei used it seven or eight times in succession, and the cracks became larger and larger, but the Thunder Sword was still locked on Su Yunfei.
As the thunder sword continued to fall, the pressure it brought to everyone became stronger and stronger. Su Yunfei, who was at the center of the pressure, was under pressure several times greater than that of others.
For hundreds of miles in radius, the earth trembled, hills collapsed, and boulders rolled down, as if it were the end of the world. At this moment, Su Yunfei realized how Xiaoyaoning felt when he faced the sword to open the heavenly gate. If it were used by the Great Sword Immortal Duguye, how powerful it would be.
At this moment, Lei Jian was only a hundred feet away from Su Yunfei, and the powerful pressure almost made his body explode.
Su Yunfei was seen holding the sword with both hands and silently reciting the sword formula. The sword box on his back bounced open, and the Spirit-Zlaying Sword fell steadily into his hand.
"Sword Soul Skill!" Su Yunfei shouted, and at the same time, an identical Su Yunfei appeared above his head, which turned out to be his soul body.
Immediately afterwards, he took a step forward and shouted loudly: "Cut!" His physical body and soul slashed out a sword at the same time.
When this sword was slashed out, except for Wuyouzi and the elders of Beichen Sword Sect, the other disciples' souls trembled violently at this moment. A fear from their souls made them keep retreating, and they retreated nearly a hundred miles. The fear dissipated.
Soul-cutting sword, the nemesis of the soul! At this moment, the Spirit-Zlaying Sword erupted with a shocking sword sound, as if venting the loneliness and unwillingness that had been buried in the Heritage Mountain for five thousand years!
With a roar, the Thousand-Zhang Thunder Sword shattered into pieces under the shocking blow of the sword soul skill. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The sense of oppression given to them by the Qianzhang Thunder Sword was too strong. It felt like facing the doomsday, helpless and desperate!
Before anyone could relax for a moment, the shattered thunder sword turned into countless arcs of electricity one foot long and as thick as a willow branch, instantly engulfing Su Yunfei.
Even the body protection of the sword couldn't resist it, and the screams shook everyone's mind.
Su Yunfei felt as if he was being tortured at this moment, and the pain was unbearable. Everyone covered their ears and did not dare to listen to the screams again, as if they felt the same pain, as if they were also experiencing a thunderstorm.
The screams still echoed, but the sounds became lower and weaker, until no sound from Su Yunfei could be heard.
Only the thunder and lightning hit the flesh, making a sizzling sound. A quarter of an hour later, the thunder and lightning dissipated, revealing a man whose body was scorched black and bloody. In fact, his human form could no longer be seen. He lay quietly on the ground motionless, and his breath could hardly be sensed.
"Is Su Yunfei dead?"
"It's a pity that a generation of talented people did not fall in the hands of the enemy, but died in a thunderstorm. God is jealous of talented people!"
"Being able to persevere until the sixth thunder tribulation is already commendable. According to limited records, most geniuses only persevered until the fourth thunder tribulation and then perished!"
. . If it were Su Yunfei who had just arrived at Heritage Mountain, these elders and disciples of Beichen Sword Sect would definitely applaud and cheer him when they saw his miserable appearance.
However, Su Yunfei deeply impressed these people with his powerful talent and strength. At this moment, they felt sad that Su Yunfei died in the thunder disaster.
Nothing can touch people's hearts more than seeing the fall of a peerless talent! Just when everyone thought Su Yunfei had fallen, boom!
Boom! Boom! The heartbeat that had almost stopped began to beat gradually. At the same time, Zixiao's heart method was running wildly, and wisps of purple energy continued to emerge from the golden elixir, traveling through Su Yunfei's limbs and bones, seven meridians and eight meridians, and Lingfu acupoints.
Soon, his body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Within a dozen breaths, Su Yunfei was back to normal.
At this moment, he gave everyone a more powerful feeling, and his aura was even more terrifying. Waves of cheers erupted from the crowd. They witnessed a miracle and became excited. They clenched their fists and roared: "Come on Su Yunfei!"
"Well done to Su Yunfei!"
"Overcome the thunder tribulation! You can definitely do it!". . . The marks of the dozen Beichen Sword Sect ancestors turned into phantoms, and they shed excited tears at this moment.
Su Yunfei hugged his fists at the many Beichen Sword Sect disciples in the distance! Then he raised his middle finger towards the huge swirl of black clouds in the sky.
The crowd burst into laughter. Although it was quite annoying to give him the middle finger, seeing Su Yunfei giving the middle finger to Lei Jie made the Beichen Sword Sect disciple feel very happy.
Su Yunfei pulled out the Chixiao Sword, pointed it at the sky, and roared: "Come on!"
"If heaven had not given birth to me, Su Yunfei, my swordsmanship would be as long as the night!" Such a confident and domineering statement instantly made Wuyouzi and others feel proud in their hearts.
"Having a child should be like Su Yunfei!" This was their evaluation at the moment. With a roar, the seventh thunder tribulation condensed directly.
The seventh thunder tribulation is nine thunder whips with thick adult arms. These thunder whips are not as terrifying as the previous Thousand-Zhang Thunder Sword, nor do they have unbearable pressure.
As if being controlled by someone, nine lightning bolts hit Su Yunfei, and they were unavoidable. Su Yunfei struck several times with his sword, and although the thunder whip was scattered, the scattered thunder whip condensed instantly.
"I can only resist with my sword and my body!" Su Yunfei said helplessly to himself. When the thunder whip hit the body, it was not as horrific as others expected.
At this moment, Su Yunfei felt an unprecedented sense of relief, as if his body had been baptized, and these thunder whips were applied to his internal organs, meridians and meridians, and impurities were discharged from the surface of the skin.
"Ah~ it feels so comfortable! Hit me quickly! It feels so good!" Su Yunfei made an extremely comfortable sound, just like that.
. . What the same. The disciples of Beichen Sword Sect were stunned.
"He couldn't have been struck dumb by lightning. Why did he make that sound?"
"That's not right. Why does this thunder whip have no power at all? Lei Jie must have been stunned by Su Yunfei's arrogance." With a click, a bolt of lightning struck the speaking disciple on the head, causing him to explode. Silk looked disgraced.
"God, please calm down and forgive me for speaking out!"
"Haha... Heaven is above. You must be in awe. Look at how the lightning didn't hit me!" There was a click, and the person who spoke was also struck by lightning. Suddenly many Beichen Sword Sect disciples did not dare to speak and suppressed their laughter. His face turned red.
At this time, Wuyouzi, who had been paying close attention nervously, showed an expression of sudden enlightenment. He said: "I remembered that there is a record in the sect's classics about the whole process of a genius who overcame the thunder calamity ten thousand years ago. The first six thunders The calamity is God's test for the genius' strength. If you pass it, it means that your strength has been recognized by God. If you fail to pass it, you will die."
"The next three thunder tribulations are to cleanse the internal organs, seven meridians and eight meridians, expelling all impurities and diseases from the body, making the body more flawless."
"The eighth thunder tribulation is to help the genius stabilize his realm and fully release the powerful energy brought by the broken mirror."
"The ninth thunder tribulation is unclear, because the genius died of exhaustion during the eighth thunder tribulation." After hearing this, the elders of Beichen Sword Sect were shocked. The thunder tribulation was not jealous of the talented people. Instead, they help these geniuses improve their strength in all aspects, but the methods are cruel, and they will fall if they are not careful.
At this moment, Su Yunfei was like a rubber ball being beaten back and forth by nine thunder whips, and a series of pleasant sounds reached everyone's ears.
Two quarters of an hour later, the seventh thunder tribulation ended. Su Yunfei lay comfortably on the ground, feeling as if his body had become much lighter. He looked inside his internal organs and found that they had become as crystal clear as jade, bursting with surging vitality.
Just when Su Yunfei was excitedly preparing to withdraw from the inner vision, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and discovered that in the Dantian Ling Mansion, Hai Tianyu's soul was completely charred and blackened by lightning, and it was too miserable to look at.
Hai Tianyu gave Su Yunfei a middle finger! Su Yunfei smiled awkwardly and quit looking inside. Everyone looked at him nervously, because the eighth thunder tribulation was coming next. Very few people could survive the first seven thunder tribulations, and almost everyone present had never experienced a thunder tribulation, so they were more powerful than Su Yunfei at the moment. Excited and nervous.
There was silence, only the roar of thunder. Suddenly, Su Yunfei was sucked directly into the black cloud vortex by a powerful force.
The moment he entered the whirlpool, the scene suddenly changed, and he entered an extremely grand battlefield. In front of him were millions of demon monks, ranging from the entry mirror to the middle stage of the emperor's realm.
These demon monks were transformed from thunder and lightning. Su Yunfei didn't feel anything at first, but he saw countless human corpses lying on the ground, and even demon monks were eating the bodies of human monks.
He even saw the corpses of many Shushan sword cultivators being mercilessly ravaged. Those demon monks were chopping the sword cultivators' bodies with the swords of the fallen sword cultivators.
Su Yunfei was angry. Even though this was a scene of thunder and lightning, he still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.
These scenes were also clearly seen by the people of Beichen Sword Sect. At this moment, everyone's anger was ignited. They pulled out their swords and roared,
"I want to kill these demon monks!"
"We sword cultivators are born to kill demons. Let's fight together and destroy these demon cultivators!"
. . Su Yunfei slowly pulled out the Chixiao Sword and charged towards the demon monk in front of him!
