King of Gods

Keke!

At the top of the pavilion, Mu Nei and Ye Lingyun were swept in by the dust.

The two looked at each other and were horrified at each other's faces, staring at the movements in the dust below.

The confrontation of the six geniuses under the field is so powerful that it is completely comparable to the confrontation of the martial arts.

At this moment, even the vast princes on the trees in the distance, also staring at the dusty area, a touch of joy on his face.

The center of the dust.

Beimo stood in the same place, his feet were half-inch in the soil layer, and the trees and rockeries around him collapsed and shattered. Everything in the field of vision was devastated.

Around him, several other teenagers were pale and wolf.

Among them, Nangongfan and Yang Qingshan, both facing each other, suffered internal injuries and were not good.

Zhao Yufei and Feng Yuyue, who attacked from the side edge, were also shaken out and suffered minor injuries.

But there is only one exception.

On the edge of the dusty area, stood a teenager, snoring in clothes, but there was no scar on his body, but his face was dignified and his breathing was tight.

"The strength of this guy is probably more horrible than most of the nine strong players..."

Zhao Feng's chest is ups and downs, staring at the northern ink of the dust center.

From the branch to the clan, from Yuyang City to Guangling County, Zhao Feng never encountered such terrible genius.

Perhaps, only the sin of the past, the mysterious boy can come out and compare it with one.

The dust dissipated and the situation on the field was very clear.

Bei Mo stood in the same place, with no expression on his face, and said: "The attack just made me only 60% of the strength."

Sixty percent strength!

The few geniuses present, the heart is shaking, want to talk, but can't even spit out a word.

Is this the true strength of Bei Mo?

There was a bitter bitterness in the mouth of the wind, and he really realized why Bei Mo could become the only pro-disciple of Guang Yu Hou, and he and others could only conquer as a registered disciple.

He did not expect that the gap between the pro-disciple and the registered disciples was so large.

It is no wonder that the other party can get the attention of Hirose.

"I haven't seen it for a month. The younger brother of Beimo has become so strong, and the strength is almost the same as that of you and me."

Ye Lingyun whispered softly.

In the courtyard, there are a lot of teenagers, and they are speechless.

A dead silence.

On the big tree in the distance, Guangxu Hou smiled and looked into the distance. He whispered: "Come on, the time is coming..."

After a while.

The dead in the courtyard.

"Hey, Beimo, my brother, we served."

Yang Qingshan has some helplessness and a look of disdain.

Nan Gongfan looked weak and his eyes flashed a few times.

On the contrary, Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei should be calmer because their repairs are a gap and they are quite different from Northern Mexico.

"Zhao Shidi."

Suddenly, the northern ink sounded a turn, and his eyes fixed on Zhao Feng.

Ok?

Zhao Feng, what happened?

A few genius eyes on the field also fell on him.

"The one finger was just sent out by you?"

North ink stared at him and waved his sleeves.

A few people stared at it and saw that there was a small hole in the index of the north ink.

Of course, this small hole is only limited to the sleeves of North Ink. His arms are as white as ever, without traces.

how did you do that?

Even so, this surprised several people on the field.

At that time, when the crowds were confronted, Bei Mo could be described as a sweeping sweep. The "corrugated Dafa" was like a sky net, and it was not leaking. Even the attacks of Yang Qingshan and Nangongfan could not be close.

In the eyes of a few people, Zhao Feng smiled slightly: "It may be luck."

lucky?

Yang Qingshan’s eyes were slightly questioned. Among the few people who besieged Bei Mo, it seems that only Zhao Feng is unscathed.

Not only that, but his **** attack actually broke into the flaws and gaps of the Bei Mo Gong method, leaving a small hole in the sleeve of the latter.

If you can do one of them, you may be blamed for luck, but if you meet them together, the probability of coincidence is very small.

"what!"

Ye Lingyun and San Wei, who watched the game in the dark, were also slightly surprised.

The previous confrontation was too confusing, and they didn't notice the details.

However, the vast princes in the distant trees, the eyes flashed in the eyes, whispered: "Unbelievable insight, under the chaotic scene, grabbing the flash of the ink on the body, to spur the air Medium target."

Fully understand the truth of the process, except for the parties Zhao Feng and Bei Mo, only Guang Yu Hou.

Hiroki Hou was also analyzed afterwards, and did not pay attention to this detail at the time.

"Is it lucky?"

Bei Mo did not pursue it again, but his heart was slightly uncomfortable.

With his own strength, he shocked the six top geniuses, which could have been "perfectly ended."

But there is a difference between Zhao Feng, not only not injured, but also on his sleeve, leaving a small hole with a wide index finger.

This can be said to be the only stain.

Since being accepted as a pro-disciple by Hirose, he has not been anywhere in the same generation and lost to others.

But since I met Zhao Feng, I have repeatedly made an exception.

First, in terms of memory, lost to Zhao Feng, and now the other side let him perfect end, leaving a stain.

A friendship between the same door, so far.

Ye Lingyun, Sanwei, and Guangxu Hou, hidden behind the scenes, left.

This discussion made the disciples of the Houyi Houmen, each with their own gains, and went back to retreat.

On the way back, Zhao Feng’s mind still showed the invincible blow of Bei Mo Na.

It is too strong!

Zhao Feng could not find a way to confront himself.

And, that blow, just use the strength of the North ink 60%.

Zhao Feng opened his left eye and observed the northern ink. The other side's cultivation is very close to the nine-fold. The inner strength of the martial arts is very special, and the level of power is better than his own "return to the enemy."

After analysis, he determined that Bei Mo had at least two or three martial arts.

Among them, the "corrugated Dafa" is a bit more powerful than the general martial arts.

This made Zhao Feng realize that even the sacred martial arts has high and low points.

Soon, he remembered the division of the martial arts level seen in the library.

"Sacred martial arts, divided into lower, middle, high, and top. I should see the next level in the ‘Sacred House’ that day.”

There is a lot of knowledge information in Zhao Feng’s mind.

Two days ago, he “acquired” a huge amount of knowledge in the library, and his experience increased greatly. He only had more knowledge and was not digested by him.

......

After returning to his place of residence, Zhao Feng began to understand the experience of today's discussion and benefited a lot.

In particular, the "wind-style" in the "four-wind style" has already realized the essence.

Not only that, Zhao Feng also had a breakthrough understanding of the second move "wind style".

call!

Zhao Feng's operation is back to the inner strength of the Yuan, his hands are gently dancing, and the whole body is heard to break the air. The internal strength drives the rotation and whistling of the wind.

Point star!

Zhao Feng pointed out that the sound of the eruption of the wind and the eruption of the whole body, the simple one finger, seems to spur the surrounding wind, creating a range of impact.

"It turns out that the ‘wind-style’ is very useful for the footwork, and the ‘wind style’ can increase the power of the move and produce a range of power.”

Zhao Feng became more and more aware.

The four-wind type is: wind type, wind type, residual wind type, gale type.

One style is more esoteric than one, and its power is greater.

So far, Zhao Feng has mastered the wind-style style, and the wind-wind type has also realized five or six points.

If he guesses well, the next remnant and gale styles must be powerful moves.

For several days in a row, Zhao Feng was mostly in comprehension.

This day.

Zhao Feng woke up from the insight and opened his eyes.

"Zhao Gongzi, Master Ye Lingyun has heard the news, and there is something to call you."

The servant’s tight voice came from outside the door.

There is usually no urgent matter, and the servant will not bother him.

This time, it seems unusual.

Zhao Feng walked out of the house and got a gathering place from the servant population.

The gathering place is in Tianweiying.

After a while, Zhao Feng came to the pavilion in the middle of the Tianwei camp wasteland.

When he arrived, there were many people sitting in the pavilion.

The two people headed by him are Mu Nai and Ye Lingyun.

Followed by the well-known disciples of Hiroaki and the ten young geniuses of the new Ten Heavens.

After a while, Bei Mo and Yang Qingshan also arrived.

The number of people is all in line.

"What happened to the three giants?"

Asked a teenager.

Munne Youth Road: "It has something to do with the last mission."

What is the mission?

Zhao Feng was a little surprised. The last time in the troubled area, those robbers were not killed?

In the juveniles, there are also doubts.

Zhao Feng turned to think, if it is a simple embarrassment, there is no need to send out a few disciples of Guang Yu Hou, even the pro-disciple disciple Bei Mo has come.

"Things are like this. Just in the troubled area where you last smashed, in the cross-clouds of the cross-clouds, a large number of beasts and beasts were attacked, and nearby towns and villages were attacked, and even a large-scale 'beast tide' was formed. Purposeful killing to Guangling County."

Ye Lingyun explains the reason.

Animal tide?

In the audience, I was a little surprised.

In a troubled area, how can there be a wave of animals for no reason?

Zhao Feng couldn't help but think about the situation when he pursued the leader of the wolf.

At that time, chasing Yokohama, the left eye of Zhao Feng, saw the horrible "fighting people", and several high-order beasts inexplicably appearing.

"The scale of the beast is very small, there are a lot of low-order beasts, and some high-order beasts, destroying several villages and towns, and even threatening the city of Guangling County."

Ye Lingyun looks dignified.

High-ranking beast?

There are some teenagers on the field who can't help but tremble.

There is no shortage of rumors about the horror of high-ranking beasts.

Zhao Feng has personally experienced the "double-winged saber-toothed tiger" and "blood-colored giant python" that were encountered in Hengyun Tianlin. What a horrible existence, each has the power to destroy the village, and even threatens like Yuyang City. Such a small town.

"Guangling County, has sent troops and warriors, but the manpower is still not enough. This beast tide, for you, is also an opportunity to experience. Hiroyuki Hou adults ordered, sent you to assist the defense."

The wooden youth explained the intention.

Auxiliary defense?

The youngsters heard the words, a little relieved, and many people were slightly excited.

"By killing the battle, you can increase your strength and stimulate your potential."

Zhao Feng’s mentality is optimistic and positive.

Just when everyone talks.

啾——

In the sky above Guangling County, there was a sharp and screaming sound that shocked the soul.

"What is the situation! Is the beast already killed in the city of Guangling County?"

Zhao Feng’s heart suddenly broke.

His left eye, instantly pierced the distance of twenty or thirty miles, saw a huge golden bird in the sky, flying wings, swallowing, and grandiose, more than a double-winged saber-toothed tiger he had seen, more than one grade.