Chapter Eighty-Seven: Battle Skill Pavilion

Zhang Feng happened to see this scene, and it was really difficult to get a good set of combat skills. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Thinking of this, Zhang Feng couldn't help but glance at the fat man, thinking that you don't even have a phantom realm, and you still want to get combat skills here?

The fat man seemed to know his situation, and he looked at the crowd with a bitter face: "Don't look at me." If you don't have combat skills, you won't have combat skills, and I'm going to be a god-like man anyway, and I can't look down on some low-level combat skills. ”

"......" Zhang Feng didn't bother to pay attention to this guy who had been daydreaming, and he didn't care about the others, and walked towards the martial arts pavilion.

Along the way, Zhang Feng saw a lot of white light whistling by, but Zhang Feng didn't make a move, but many cultivators chased after these white lights turned by the aura of heaven and earth.

Some people rejoice and some cry, some cultivators can obtain combat skills, some cultivators can't even break the white light, and some cultivators break through the white light, which is empty.

After walking a long distance in the Battle Skill Pavilion, Zhang Feng saw a lot of raging white light, and the farther he went, the more white light he saw whistling in front of him.

"Sneer......"

A white light was extremely fast, whistling in front of Zhang Feng's eyes. Fast as a wind, in the blink of an eye, it is a great distance.

"That's you!" Zhang Feng watched along the way and found the law, the faster the speed, the higher the level of combat skills.

Zhang Feng's speed was very fast, chasing this white light, and he stretched out his hand to grab it. The shot was domineering, as fast as lightning, and slapped it fiercely towards the white light with one palm.

"Boom ......"

Zhang Feng slapped his palm on the white light, but he didn't smash the white light, but his arm was a little numb. This did not make Zhang Feng uncomfortable, but he was overjoyed, and the flame palm directly rioted out, smashing this white light. With a palm falling, Zhang Feng's figure took a few steps backwards, and a scroll also fell out of the white light.

Zhang Feng's arm swept, and the scroll fell into his hand, suppressing the churning blood qi in his body, standing firm, looking at the white light that slowly dissipated, but he didn't expect the white light's anti-shock force to be so strong.

"Good luck!" Seeing the scroll in Zhang Feng's hand, many people exclaimed, judging from the color of the scroll, it should be a Xuan-level low-grade scroll.

There are also a lot of Xuanpin scrolls in the Battle Skill Pavilion, but they are rarely encountered, but I didn't expect this young man to have such good luck, not only to touch but also to have the strength to shatter the white light.

"Xuan-level low-grade combat technique Thunder Sword Technique!"

His gaze fell on the scroll, and there was a sharp sword intent surging out on it, and various textures were intertwined on the scroll, Zhang Feng stared at the scroll, his mind melted into it, remembering the words and textures in the scroll.

The crazy drive in the body of the gloom, according to the pattern carved in the scroll, is impacting the meridians in the body. The Yuan Shen sensed the meaning and texture in the scroll, and Zhang Feng stood there and fell into a state of silence.

When some students saw this scene, they couldn't help but shake their heads and said, "What is he doing?" Can't you learn combat skills right now? ”

"Think too much! Take out the combat skills, there is a month of cultivation time, and you don't need to fight for this short hour to learn. ”

"Does he think that he can comprehend and practice this set of combat skills in an hour?"

Many people shook their heads, looked at Zhang Feng, and saw Zhang Feng staring at the Xuan-level combat skills in a daze, thinking that they should be carried away by this kind of surprise, but thinking about it, how many people can get Xuan-level combat skills. If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't snatch it in the Battle Skill Pavilion, they would all want to snatch it.

Zhang Feng's mind was immersed in the cultivation of combat skills, and it was really a set of exercises that were very rebellious, and the power was unbelievable. With a single thought, Zhang Feng could help him break away the meridians needed to cultivate the Thunder Sword Technique.

As soon as the meridians opened, Zhang Feng could resonate with the texture and rhyme of the scroll, and felt the sword duel of the thunder. Zhang Feng stood there, his body didn't move, but if someone could see the inside of Zhang Feng's body, they would be able to find that Zhang Feng had already broken away all the meridians that the Thunder Sword was about to break away.

Many people practice martial arts, and they spend a lot of time on breaking through the meridians, and only by breaking through the meridians can they confirm the texture and meaning in them. But Zhang Feng easily did what others had to do for a long time, and with his terrifying primordial spirit, Zhang Feng gradually had a little understanding.

The Thunder Sword is by no means comparable to the God Destroying Finger, and the God Destroying Finger Zhang Feng can easily comprehend and cultivate at the beginning. The Thunder Sword Duel naturally didn't take much time for Zhang Feng, and many students were still pointing at Zhang Feng, but Zhang Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and there was a sudden thunderstorm in the sky in front of him.

Zhang Feng's fingers turned into a sword, and a pillar of light like a thunderbolt shot out like a sharp sword, falling to the ground, and a big hole was pierced through the ground.

"Sneer......"

Some students swallowed their saliva, their Adam's apple rolled, and they stared at Zhang Feng with round eyes. In less than half an hour, he actually displayed the essence of this set of combat skills?

Many people couldn't believe it, looking at Zhang Feng in front of them, they were laughing at Zhang Feng not long ago.

Zhang Feng naturally didn't think it was a big deal, the people who came out of the barren valley were originally easier to practice combat skills than others. What's more, he got the red stone, and he had the tempering of the gloomy decision, and for him, the Xuanpin Combat Technique was really smooth and smooth in his cultivation, and there was not much hindrance.

"Why are you looking at me?" Seeing that many students gave up looking for combat skills and stared straight at him, this made Zhang Feng a little furious, thinking that Ben Shao is not a beauty, you look at a fart, "Sick!" ”

Zhang Feng shuddered, and hurriedly stepped out of here, thinking that these people saw that they were handsome, could it be that they had other ideas.

"You're sick!" When many people heard Zhang Feng's muttering, they couldn't help but scold in their hearts, isn't it sick *** can comprehend a set of combat skills so quickly?

Watching Zhang Feng throw away the scroll in his hand at random, and then the scroll turned into a white light and shot away, the corners of many people's mouths twitched slightly.

Of course, many people are even more envious. Everyone can bring out a combat skill, and now that he has nothing in his hand, does it mean that he can still find a set?

Thinking that Zhang Feng had already obtained a set of Xuanpin combat skills, but could still find one, their eyes were red with jealousy.

"Damn, is God so partial to little white faces?" Someone scolded angrily, and when he saw a white light shooting past him, he smashed it down with a punch, and the white light dissipated, and there was nothing in it, which made him grit his teeth with hatred, feeling that God was too unfair.

Zhang Feng naturally didn't know that many people were crazy with jealousy, and he obviously thought that he could still find a set of combat skills. Constantly going deeper into it, he suddenly saw a light glowing red, which surprised Zhang Feng.

The figure shot up, but the beam speed of this reddish light was also extremely fast, and Zhang Feng's speed was almost lost when he drove it to the extreme. This made Zhang Feng grit his teeth, and hung even more dead behind the beam.

The beam of light became faster and faster, allowing Zhang Feng to drive the gloomy decision to the extreme, and the crazy speed riot actually increased a few points again on the limit. Only then could he barely hang behind the beam, but he couldn't catch up with him.

Many students also saw this scene, seeing the beam of light whistling by, and seeing Zhang Feng also passing like a swift wind, many people were stunned, there are still people with such speed among the freshmen?

And what is that reddish beam? I've never seen a beam like this!

The beam was bursting, and Zhang Feng hung behind him, trying to catch up with it, but its speed was really not something that Zhang Feng could catch up. Fortunately, after chasing a long distance, this beam of light was blocked by the wall of the Martial Arts Pavilion, which made Zhang Feng overjoyed, found an opportunity, and his figure burst up, landing on the beam with a palm.

And at the moment when Zhang Feng's palm fell, the beam suddenly burst out. The red light burst out, and it turned into a demon beast in the void.

"Red Flame Tiger!" Zhou Ze looked at the demon beast that had been conjured, and was slightly stunned, feeling the momentum surging on it, and there was actually a faint power of the Nirvana Realm.

"Sneer......"

Zhang Feng gasped, but his eyes straightened. This is the Battle Skill Pavilion where the freshmen choose martial arts, but now they have transformed into the Demon Beast Guardian of the Nirvana Realm, and the combat skills are not extremely precious?

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng's figure rioted and pounced towards the red flame tiger that was burning like a flame. He wanted to see what was in there.

The Red Flame Tiger was really powerful, and it came straight at Zhang Feng, its strength was domineering and ferocious, and with the heat of the flames, it rushed towards Zhang Feng's vital points. The powerful power shook Zhang Feng's blood and qi tumbling, this Red Flame Tiger really had the power comparable to the Nirvana Realm.

"Boom ......" was another blow, Zhang Fengzhen's arm was numb, and he took a step back to stand firmly. Looking at the beam that was about to shoot away, Zhang Feng burst up again, fighting with the Red Flame Tiger.

"If you are a real Nirvana Realm demon beast, this young man is not necessarily an opponent. But it's just a phantom beast, and it's not so bad that you can't deal with it. As Zhang Feng spoke, the God Destroying Finger rioted out, and the terrifying power was directly instilled, and the fingertips clicked, and the unimaginable power was unexpected, with the power of domineering dismal determination, the trembling was extremely cold, and it shot straight at the Red Flame Tiger.

Zhang Feng's shot was very ruthless, after all, this is a demon beast conjured up by the Demon Sutra, not as good as a real demon beast, and of course not as good as the real Nirvana Realm, under Zhang Feng's crazy driving force. Finally, once the God Destroying Finger pierced the head of the Red Flame Tiger, the Red Flame Tiger burst, and the light began to dissipate.

Zhang Feng took this opportunity to expose his palm on the beam, the beam did not burst, Zhang Feng's eyes rioted, the god destroyer finger rioted, one finger fell on the beam, the beam finally burst, and a scroll fell in Zhang Feng's hand.

When some students saw this scene, many people's eyes straightened. There are such ruthless people among the freshmen, and even the Red Flame Tiger, a combat skill comparable to the guardian of the Nirvana Realm, can be obtained.

Many people turned their eyes to the scroll in Zhang Feng's hand, but when they glanced at it, their eyes became strange, looking at Zhang Feng with sympathy and schadenfreude.

"Hey, hey! I actually got this thing, and this luck is quite bad. Someone muttered.

Zhang Feng also looked at the things in his hand, he was also slightly stunned, he never thought that there was such a thing in the Battle Skill Pavilion, which made him a little distracted.