Thunder roared on the black solitary peak, and lightning struck down one after another. The dazzling electric light flashed continuously, illuminating the elongated shadows that were constantly twisting and deforming. Reflected by this continuous light and shadow, the faces of the spectators were all changed.
It flickered up and down, just like their nervous and restless moods, rising and falling without a moment of peace.
Among all the people, perhaps the only one who was calm was Master Qingyan himself who was undergoing a tribulation. There was no joy or sadness on his face, and he stood motionless while his hands and fingers kept flying like magic, manipulating dozens of swords.
The light weaved in and out of the sky, diverting the menacing thunderbolts in a different direction, smashing them onto the ground around them, stirring up wind and gravel in vain, but doing nothing to stop them.
Master Qingyan's multi-tasking skills have reached the pinnacle. Not only can he withstand every tribulation thunder in such a fierce environment, he can even distinguish them one by one. For those tribulation thunders that are particularly violent, there are often two.
Three rays of sword light greeted them together; as for those weaker calamity thunders, a sword light passed by them and settled the matter.
In this way, half an hour passed before a blink of an eye. As a particularly thick thunder light was diverted away by the six rays of sword light he manipulated, the lightning strikes in the sky temporarily stopped. But the dark clouds became even darker, and the people in the dark clouds
The sound of thunder also became more violent.
"We have passed the first wave of six waves of heavenly tribulation." Changsun Wu said in a low voice, but there was nothing relaxed in his tone.
Everyone knows that for monks of the eighth level of Huandan, although the heavenly tribulation is called the sixth level, the real danger is only the last two or three levels. For masters like Master Qingyan, even the first five levels of heavenly tribulation are not fatal to him
The danger, the real fatal one, lies in the last wave
Time passed little by little, and waves of heavenly tribulations fell one after another. When the last wave of the fourth wave of heavenly tribulations struck, the huge thunder light even covered the entire top of the Tribulation Peak. The dazzling light made
The eyes of many people who looked directly at it turned white and could no longer see anything; the deafening thunder made those monks who were protected by the formation turn pale and almost fainted.
"Do you think... the thunder tribulation faced by Master Qingyan seems to be more intense than that faced by Patriarch Zhang?" Wu Jie couldn't help but express his doubts, "They are all at the eighth level of Huandan, why?
Is there such a big difference in the power of the Heavenly Tribulation?"
"I don't understand either, but I believe he can successfully overcome the tribulation." Changsun Wu said in a deep voice, "After he successfully overcomes the tribulation, we will ask him who he is."
Wu Jie nodded and said nothing more, but he was very suspicious in his heart.
The power of Master Qingyan’s fourth wave of thunder has exceeded that of Patriarch Zhang’s fifth wave of thunder. In this case, what a terrifying scene it will be when the sixth wave of thunder falls.
Although Master Qingyan was famous, when it came to his abilities, Wu Jie didn't have much confidence in the top master of Baidi Pavilion when he was punched by him until he vomited blood.
He didn't think that his punch would be more powerful than the power of the Heavenly Tribulation. Although the technique of force may be more sophisticated, at least in terms of absolute power, the Heavenly Tribulation was definitely stronger.
When Master Qingyan was in good condition, he couldn't even block his own punch. Now that he is injured, can he really withstand the catastrophe?
"Master, are you worried? Are you afraid that his injuries will affect his ability to survive the tribulation?" Jasmine asked.
Wu Jie nodded, with a heavy expression on his face.
"I can't blame you for what you say, and your reputation is so great. Who knew you were just a showman?" Jasmine had always supported Wu Jie unconditionally and immediately defended him. "Faced with such a senior expert, I can't help but
If you try your best, wouldn't you be disrespecting him?"
Wu Jie had exactly what he thought at the time, so even though he had already guessed that Master Qingyan was deliberately changing his appearance to test himself and Du Ruo, he still used his strongest strength to attack without hesitation.
The reason why Master Qingyan did this is very simple. As a master in the realm of golden elixir, Du Ruo is indeed worthy of testing; and since his own strength is unknown, this senior may also be a little curious.
When Wu Jie stood on the Sword Peak and faced Master Qingyan, whose pseudonym was "Luo Lan", the anger in his heart had long since disappeared, leaving only strong fighting spirit.
"Swordsmith" Bai Qingyan is one of the legendary strong men on the land of Kyushu. It is an honor to be able to fight against such a strong man, even with just one move.
So he tried his best, even using his strength to the point where his body would collapse, squeezing out all his potential and delivering a powerful blow that he had never thought of before.
But in his expectation, facing a master like Zhenren Qingyan who could withstand even heavenly tribulations, there was a question mark as to whether he could force him to retreat, let alone hurt him with this blow.
Unexpectedly, Master Qingyan's strength was far weaker than he expected, or his punch was far stronger than expected. As a result, with one punch, Master Qingyan's sword shattered and he vomited blood. He was seriously injured.
This made Wu Jie feel very guilty, but besides feeling guilty, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.
The number one master of Baidi Pavilion, the strongest person in the Taoist sect today, only has this kind of strength?
this is impossible
But the fact is that Master Qingyan was unable to block Wu Jie's punch and was in a very embarrassed state.
Although when I saw him today, he didn't seem to be injured, and the aura exuding from his body was far stronger than yesterday. But Wu Jie could never forget the way he was injured and vomited blood yesterday, and gave up with a bitter smile.
I have to say that first impression is very important
Even though Master Qingyan survived four waves of catastrophes and always seemed very relaxed and calm, Wu Jie didn't even have the slightest confidence in him.
After all... He really couldn't imagine that a person who couldn't even catch his own punch could successfully overcome the tribulation?
If this is possible, then can't I also try to overcome the tribulation?
It's just a joke
Just when his thoughts were in confusion, there was a loud thunder in the sky, and the fifth wave of thunder suddenly fell.
This wave of tribulation thunder is different from the previous waves, and has undergone strange changes. The thunder is no longer thick and violent, but has become smaller. The thunder and lightning are like sharp swords, shooting down from the dark clouds, as if
I want to shoot Master Qingyan into a sieve.
Many people present had witnessed the Tribulation Transcendence more than once, but this was the first time they had seen such a transformation of the Tribulation Thunder.
On a nearby cloud platform, Lao Rongweng, the founder of the Tongtian Sect, sighed: "The changes in Tribulation Thunder... I haven't seen anything like this for many years."
"Yes." Song Baisheng, an old friend sitting next to him, nodded and said, "The last time I saw this kind of situation was when Platinum Taoist Master ascended, right? At that time, the sixth level of tribulation thunder turned into countless nets, falling densely. He
The sword moves like the wind, cutting out thousands of sword lights, cutting through numerous snares... That set of swordsmanship seems to be called the Sword of Falling Flowers, right?"
"Well, it's a pity that no one can master that set of swordsmanship after Platinum." Master Sha of Shen Dao Tang is very familiar with all kinds of swordsmanship and swordsmanship in the world.
That kind of mentality that is extremely vicissitudes of life cannot be used to practice the Falling Flower Sword."
Of course Master Qingyan doesn't know how to use the Falling Flower Sword, but he also has his own methods.
Facing the calamity thunder that turned into countless arrows raining down, he roared, and the sword light continued to divide, dozens, hundreds, thousands... Countless sword lights surrounded him, swimming quickly like a school of fish, forming a huge
vortex.
This vortex of sword light contains terrifying power. No matter how the calamity thunder falls, once it touches it, it will be guided into the center of the vortex.
And in the middle of the whirlpool, there is the real Qingyan with a smile on his face and a black giant sword in his hand.
Those tribulation thunders were gathered together by the vortex of sword light. Although their power became stronger, they lost the advantage of swiftness and fierceness. He swung the giant sword, each sword strike was simple and clear, but he was always able to block the tribulation thunders.
"Good job!" Wang Wei next to him couldn't help shouting. It's a pity that although this senior with the sixth level of Huandan has a high level of cultivation, he is not good at words at all. After saying "good job", he did not explain, so that he could hear the expert's comments.
Everyone was very disappointed.
"He didn't use his full strength last time." Du Xin said calmly in the Book of Heaven world, "If he had shown this ability yesterday, your punch couldn't hurt him."
Wu Jie nodded repeatedly. It was only at this moment that his doubts about Master Qingyan disappeared.
The strength shown by Master Qingyan at this moment far exceeds that of yesterday's fight. If he had used this method yesterday, Wu Jie's punch could only force him to take two or three steps back, and would never injure him.
possible
Seeing this scene, Wu Jie finally felt relieved and no longer worried about whether Master Qingyan could successfully overcome the disaster.
"Jasmine, do you think he has any more trump cards?" he asked with a smile.
Jasmine looked at it carefully, nodded slightly, and said: "This man's swordsmanship is very good. What's even more rare is that when he uses the sword, he has already complied with the principle of destruction of all things in the world. Could it be that he learned from the sword-abandoning disciple?"
The sword intent is somewhat similar."
Wu Jie was stunned and looked at it carefully for a while, but he really couldn't see what it was like.
With his talent in swordsmanship, it is just a matter of judging the way to move a sword. It is really difficult to understand the deep-level sword intention. Not to mention that the sword intention of Master Qingyan is only somewhat similar to that of the Sword Abandoner. If Jasmine hadn't reminded him, he would have
Even Du Xin couldn't see the clues. It was natural that Wu Jie couldn't.
But just because he couldn't see it didn't mean that others couldn't see it either. Du Ruo, who was not far from him, frowned and muttered in a low voice: "Why is there a shadow of the Four Ultimate Swords? Could it be that he has also learned it?"
No one can answer Du Ruo's question yet. Because of the two people in this world who know the answer, one has been reincarnated and the other is going through a tribulation.
Above the sky, in a dark cloud hundreds of miles away from here, the old man with Tianyan was full of shock: "This is not the swordsmanship of Baidi Pavilion. It is clearly the method of Sword Madman. It turns out that Bai Qingyan has learned from Sword Madman, and he can really endure it."
, during the last Star Reaching Battle, this method was not used."
"Fortunately, I came today, otherwise if he had waited until the battle, he suddenly used this kind of swordsmanship..." At this point, his voice stopped suddenly, but he showed a weird smile, "Hehe, it's very interesting."
In the small wooden house of the Tianwai Tianxin Demon Sect, the black robe was silent, but his fingers squeezed the table so hard that even his knuckles turned white.
But in the main hall of the Beast Demon Sect, Han De's eyes flashed with strange light, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"If Bai Qingyan succeeds in overcoming the tribulation, he is really qualified to fight with me."
But as he said that, he shook his head again, showing a look of regret: "What a pity, I'm afraid that guy won't let you successfully overcome the disaster..."
As if she had made an appointment with him, when he said these words, the black robe finally made up his mind and stood up.
There was a flash of black light, and there was a small iron box in his hand. Although it was sealed tightly, there was a sad and strange aura that kept seeping out of the iron box...
