King of Gods

Zhao Feng’s finger was amazing and the audience was shocked.

Several teenagers of the same generation, shocked and unspeakable, all gave birth to a thought that could not resist.

Yang Qingshan even has an illusion of "Northern ink reproduction."

Even the gloom of Guangyue Hou, the bright brilliance of that moment appeared in the eyes, and immediately returned to calm, quiet attention.

Hey!

Zhao Feng Lei Yi pointed out that the "Turbo Spirit" of Nangongfan was broken openly, which made the latter's figure repel.

Between the two moves, Zhao Feng gained obvious advantages and even pressed his opponent.

Turbine winds change!

Nan Gongfan was in a hurry, once again urging the inner spirit of the sacred product, and integrating the body method into the wind, and temporarily did not fight with Zhao Feng.

Because he found that Zhao Feng’s attack was too strong.

"Point Star" is cultivated to the sixth floor, and it is one step ahead to reach the top seven.

In other words, Zhao Feng is more powerful than the semi-sacred attack martial arts, and cultivated to the point of perfection.

The most terrible thing is that Zhao Feng puts the "wind-style" into the "point star" and raises a grade in the sacred style.

Therefore, just that blow, Zhao Feng has no suspenseful victory!

"I just put the meaning of the "wind style" into the five or six points, and it has such power."

Zhao Feng himself was somewhat surprised.

After the confrontation, Nangongfan showed his body and the speed of the "turbine wind change" was extremely fast.

"When the strength of this guy becomes so horrible, it is much more powerful than Yang Qingshan."

Nan Gongfan was undecided and wanted to explore Zhao Feng’s reality.

If the one finger was just the outbreak of Zhao Feng’s killer, he could cope.

If that one finger is just an ordinary level of attack, he can't believe it.

With the wind! The smoke wave has no shadow!

Zhao Feng’s footsteps suddenly changed, and his body shape disappeared.

Silent and silent, with the wind, he played the semi-sacred martial arts "Smoke Wave without Steps" to a terrible point.

In the wind and gas field of Nangongfan, Zhao Feng can still use the other side's winds to bring his body to the fullest.

Nan Gongfan was so scared that he could hardly understand Zhao Feng’s body trajectory.

Windy style! Point star!

The sound of breaking the air and screaming suddenly came from the side, and the power was not inferior to the last time, and even improved.

Nan Gongfan’s heart was cold, urging the inner product of the sacred product, and the sleeves were swayed, and rushed to take over Zhao Feng’s blow.

The two forces were beaten together, and they were strong and windy, rushing over a dozen meters, and the ground beneath the feet, peeling off layers.

laugh!

Nangongfan felt a pain in his arm, and his sleeves were pierced by Zhao Feng’s fingers, leaving a blood mark on his white arm.

Two or three moves in the confrontation, Nan Gongfan has been slightly injured.

In the next few moves, Zhao Feng is far better than him in terms of speed, body and attack.

Nangongfan was overwhelmed by the pressure, so that he tried his best and was beaten by Zhao Feng.

On the other hand, his attack did not hurt Zhao Feng.

"Turbo winds!"

In the critical moment, Nangongfan launched the strongest blow, and the rotating white air wave, like a cone-shaped thorn to Zhao Feng, its attack power, reaching the point where it can threaten the martial arts.

Silver hood!

Zhao Feng stood still in place, and a layer of translucent silver gas mask appeared on the surface of the body. The sound of "铛" sounded hard and hit Nangongfan's strongest blow.

result.

Zhao Feng does not move, and the body is covered with silver hood, and it has not been damaged.

In other words, Nangongfan’s strongest attack, even Zhao Feng’s defense can’t be broken.

"Amazing defense! Unless there is a younger brother of Beimo, we are a few people, even if they are attacked by a group, they will not be able to break his defense in a short time."

Yang Qingshan was amazed and looked at Zhao Feng incredulously.

"Sacred martial arts "Silver Wall", you actually cultivated into this realm."

Ye Lingyun was very surprised.

I have to admit that although he has high expectations for Zhao Feng, the real performance of the other party has exceeded his expectations again.

"not bad."

It has been silent and bleak, and there is a rare opening, and there is a hint of surprise in the middle.

At the height of Guangshouhou, it is natural to see the kind of sacred martial arts that Zhao Feng recruited.

In fact, not all sacred martial arts contain artistic conception, but those sacred martial arts that contain artistic conception are undoubtedly harder to comprehend and more difficult to cultivate.

At the moment, there is such a genius that successfully integrates the artistic conception that can be realized by the level of the Holy Land into its own moves.

No need to judge, this battle, Zhao Feng won.

The whole study, no more than ten strokes before and after.

Nangongfan lost his soul and suffered a great blow.

He can't believe that he will lose to a teenager who is younger than himself, age, or talent.

But this is the case, he can't accept it, and he can only accept it.

"Don't be discouraged, even if it is Beimo, it has lost to him in many ways."

Yang Qingshan whispered comfortably.

He said this, Nan Gongfan accepted some of it.

That's right, even if it is a super genius of North ink, it is also a few times in the hands of Zhao Feng.

Compared with memory, Bei Mo lost to Zhao Feng.

In the last division, Zhao Feng’s attack broke the sleeves of Bei Mo and broke the “perfect body” of the other side.

In the actual battle of the animal tide, the military exploits of Bei Mo also lost to Zhao Feng.

In the end, Bei Mo even proposed an "contract" to Zhao Feng, which was to be shorter and shorter in the Zongmen.

Zhao Feng did not hesitate to fight.

"Yes! This guy is a metamorphosis, but fortunately the talent is not high."

Thinking of this, Nan Gongfan’s heart was finally balanced.

Yang Qingshan’s words also caused other people’s deep thoughts.

On the qualifications, Zhao Feng is undoubtedly far less than the North ink, and even less than Nan Gongfan and others.

But in this case, Zhao Feng can make Beibei eat in many ways.

Thinking of this, Ye Lingyun and Shi Zun Xu Ran looked at each other.

In the eyes of Guang Yu Hou, there seemed to be a glimmer of hope, but it quickly went out and shook his head and sighed.

Obviously, he does not think that Zhao Feng can really replace Bei Mo.

The experience of being in Zongmen allowed Guangxu Hou to understand how the role of qualifications plays a role in promoting the realm of spiritual practice.

After defeating Nangongfan, Zhao Feng has no doubt that he has a quota.

Even a few people admitted that he is the strongest and stronger than Yang Qingshan.

Zhao Feng’s left eye also captures the changes in the expression of Guang Yuhou. Even if his performance is a surprise to the master, it cannot replace the northern ink of the qualification.

After the defeat of Nangongfan, there are still opportunities for challenges.

"I challenge the windy month."

Nangongfan also fell asleep.

Zhao Feng admitted that he couldn’t beat it. Yang Qingshan usually had a hand in hand and lost more and less.

Therefore, the most sure thing is the windy month.

Regardless of his cultivation, qualifications, or martial arts realm, he is slightly better than the wind and the moon.

Soon, there was a battle on the stage.

Nangongfan and the wind and the moon battle forty or fifty rounds before they were divided.

The windy month has almost lost its life, and it has been playing for a long time. Under all kinds of disadvantages, it has persisted in fifty strokes.

However, in the end, the windy month was lost to Nangongfan.

The gap between the two is hard to make up for other factors.

"Well, the three places will be determined. You won't be discouraged if you are in the wind, even if you can't enter the gate, you have hope to be my successor in the future."

Hiroyuki Hou sounds calm and smiles slightly.

Anyway, this time the challenge challenged, he saw a surprise.

After the quota is confirmed, Zhao Feng, Yang Qingshan, and Nan Gongfan will participate in the Zongmen assessment after 20 days.

Several disciples, one by one.

"Zhao Feng, you stay."

Hiroyuki Hou only left him alone.

Lingwu Temple, in a study.

Only Zhao Feng and Shi Zun Xu Ran.

"For the teacher surnamed Xu, famous. In the early years, he entered the 'Xiaoyue Zong', but unfortunately, before the age of 30, he failed to break through the 'departures' and later stayed at the Zongmen Foreign Affairs Office, responsible for the customs of the world in Guangling County. ......"

Hiroyuki Hou came to his own life and the past.

Zhao Feng learned that although Guangxu Hou entered the sacred world, he did not enter the core of the sect.

Hirose Hou entered the sect in his early years and took up a grudge with a talented teenager.

The young boy genius repeatedly defeated him, humiliated him, and even took away his beloved woman.

For this matter, Guangshou Hou Yu Yu Huai, but no matter how hard, can not catch up with that young genius, but the farther away from Yola.

Guang Yu Hou was not willing to give up, after entering the secular world, he used his power to collect young talents everywhere.

"...Since this 'willingness', I can't finish it myself, then I have to rely on the genius of the younger generation. Because the old generation will eventually grow old, the future will be the younger generation. If my disciple can beat 'that People, at least can export bad luck."

Guang Yu Hou finished the cause and effect of the matter.

Zhao Feng knows that the genius boy mentioned by Xu Ran Shizun is now the "cloud sea real person" of Xiaoyue.

“Why did the Master leave me alone and mention these things?”

Zhao Feng asked.

"Because I have seen a lot of surprises from you, in many ways, you can beat North Mexico. Maybe you have a chance to work with Beimo in the future."

Hirose Hou smiles.

One hope, or maybe?

Zhao Feng did not agree with his heart.

Although Bei Mo's talent is extremely high, he feels that the pressure is not small, but he will never think that there is only one hope.

"If you are not mistaken, your "Silver Wall" has broken through eight layers, which is really amazing. In terms of refining, you are also stronger than Northern ink. After entering 'Xiaoyue Zong', if you can get higher The grade of "Nine-turned Golden Wallpaper" was successfully completed, and hopefully it will increase greatly..."

There is a glimmer of light in the eyes of Guang Yu Hou.

Seven turn gold wall 诀?

Zhao Feng couldn't help but hear the name. This "Nine-turned Golden Wallpaper" is the ultimate version of "Iron Tick".

"Silver Wall" is already a sacred martial art, powerful, such as the ultimate version of the "nine turns of gold niches", and how far will it reach.

"Of course, it is very difficult to get the "Nine-turned Golden Wallpaper". This is the famous martial arts of "Xiaoyuezong", and the general inner-level disciples cannot cultivate."

Guang Yu Hou shook his head again.

Listening to him, Zhao Feng knows that it is very difficult to get this martial arts.

However, he is now really tempted by this martial arts. When he wants to set up a law, or steals or robs, he must get him.

"Master, the crystal ball that tested the physical talent last time, can you let the disciple try again?"

Zhao Feng suddenly made a request.

When I used the crystal ball test last time, Zhao Feng’s score was the fifth lap. If it is looming, the qualification is semi-spirit.