A trace of telekinesis entered the jade plaque, and Ling Feng was intoxicated with the mysteries of stepping on the snow without a trace of ethereal steps.

This snow-stepping stepless ethereal step is not something that ordinary people can learn, it consumes so much spiritual power, I'm afraid only Ling Feng can do it!

After a long time, Ling Feng opened his eyes, flashing with fine light, and then muttered, "With such a high-level martial art, what realm does the person who invented it have!"

Secretly smacked his tongue, Ling Feng turned his hand and put the jade plate in the storage ring, the excitement and curiosity in his heart could not be suppressed for a long time, Ling Feng grinned, started to stand firm, and took a deep breath.

The spiritual power ran wildly from the dantian, pouring in along the veins of footwork, and the spiritual power entered the designated meridians, Ling Feng's eyes lit up, and he only felt that his legs were suddenly a hundred times lighter, as if he was about to leave the ground in a jump.

Surprised, Ling Feng said secretly, "This snow stepping without a trace is a step-by-step step, if I can practice to a hundred steps of Dacheng, then the Grandmaster will let me get away!"

After all, once you reach the realm of the grandmaster, it will be a thousand miles in one step, and even if you go around the Lingfeng footwork master, you can't escape the control of the grandmaster, this is the gap in the realm, so big that it can't be made up.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng was overjoyed, he really found a treasure, took a deep breath, and Ling Feng took the first step according to his footwork.

"Treading the snow without a trace of ethereal steps" is weird, at this time, I saw that one of the legs that Ling Feng stepped out of was constantly changing in mid-air, as if cramping, Ling Feng looked at his leg and was secretly frightened, I don't know why.

After all, the step he took still failed to land, and Ling Feng slammed his left foot with his right foot into the ground with an extremely strange movement.

"Poof!" With a sound, Ling Feng had a close contact with the ground, and it was the protruding nose that suffered, for some reason, Ling Feng's two violent impacts did not bleed from the nose, it could only be said that it was luck, the pain came from the nasal cavity, Ling Feng only felt that his eyes were flooded with tears, the pain was really indescribable.

I knew that the essence of footwork lies in weirdness and fastness, Ling Feng took a step, the weird direction and angle plus the extremely fast speed, the guide zhì Ling Feng fell to the ground tragically, after all, the speed was too fast, and the pain of Ling Feng's fall was far greater than usual.

Getting up and covering his red nose, Ling Feng secretly stopped the tears that were about to flow.

Rubbing his nose gently, Ling Feng scolded angrily, "It looks so simple, I didn't expect that I didn't even take the first step, and I fell to death, what a broken martial art." ”

But angry and angry, why don't you practice such a good martial art! After complaining for a while, Ling Feng still stood up.

With a tightening of his eyebrows, Ling Feng put away his slack thoughts, put on a strict face, and began to practice this footwork seriously.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng took another step, but this time Ling Feng was smart, his hands on his chest, ready to protect his body after he fell to the ground.

Maybe Ling Feng was smart, and he fell again at the first step, but fortunately, he had his hands to support him, but he didn't hurt much, anyway, he protected his face.

Jumping up, Ling Feng took another step, and just kept falling to the ground, getting up, falling to the ground again, and slowly running in again.

I don't know how long it took, Ling Feng was lying on his back on the ground, sweating profusely, his pretty face was flushed, and he was panting.

Ling Feng only knew the true horror of this footwork at this time, although he didn't even take a single step, but after dozens of exercises, he also led to the spiritual power in his body to be empty, and Yan zhòng was overdrawn.

It is conceivable that if you really practice this footwork, wouldn't you have exhausted your spiritual power before you even took ten steps, after figuring out this, Ling Feng could only shake his head helplessly, the most important thing in this footwork is the first step, if you take the first step, then the next one is much simpler, the key is this first step.

Sitting up, Ling Feng sat cross-legged, put his hands in front of the dantian, and made a posture of cultivation, recovering the spiritual power flowing in his body and his tired body.

Ling Feng gradually settled, breathing evenly and tensely, with a breath and an inhalation, wisps of energy appeared around Ling Feng's body, and then absorbed through the hundreds of millions of pores around his body, and after the exercise of the meridians, he entered the dantian, and then poured into the spirit crystal, growing the purple spirit crystal.

Looking inward, Ling Feng looked at the spirit crystals that were already a little larger in the dantian, and was secretly happy, it seemed that the most suitable time for cultivation was when the body was empty, and at this time, the absorption of spiritual energy was the fastest.

Looking at the purple spirit crystal, Ling Feng was also a little happy, at this speed, it wouldn't be long before he broke through, if he broke through again, then Ling Feng's strength would reach the level of a third-grade martial artist, and he would be one step closer to defeating Sha Fei.

Thinking that there were still more than two months to go, Ling Feng only felt that time was urgent, and now there was no pill to improve his strength, and the only way to break through was to take one step at a time and advance slowly.

Of course, it doesn't matter if Ling Feng is in the past, but at this moment, Ling Feng is helpless, if he only relies on this to slowly cultivate, I am afraid that it will take the year of the monkey to reach the realm of the five-rank martial artist, and only when he reaches the five-rank can he have a slight chance of victory.

The chaotic gas in the Ling Feng Spirit Platform can increase the strength of the five grades at most, but after all, it is not something that he has cultivated steadily, it is inevitable that there is some asymmetry, and it is far from the strength of the true five grades when used.

Sighing, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes, at this time, the spiritual power in his body was almost restored, Ling Feng stood up again, "Crackling!"

Grinning, Ling Feng's favorite voice is this kind of voice, every time this sound comes out, it means that Ling Feng has improved.

After standing up, Ling Feng didn't panic to practice footwork, but was thinking about giving his anti-heaven chaotic gas a name, after all, it was also a kind of martial art if it was integrated into the meridians, and if it was seen through by others, it would be good to cover it, otherwise it would not be good if it was dismantled.

But what is the name? Ling Feng was a little melancholy again, how could he drop it louder, and he could bluff people.

Ling Feng secretly thought, "This is the Chaos Mental Power, entering the meridians will greatly change the strength, it is better to call it Chaos Change!" Ling Feng was quite satisfied with this name, no matter how it was said that it was also his own unique martial art, Ling Feng quite agreed with the name he had given.

Maybe Ling Feng didn't know that it was this chaotic change that caused the entire continent to shuffle in the future, and the strong man was frightened, and if nothing else, he would improve the strength of the five grades indiscriminately, which did not exist in any martial arts.

Since it had a resounding name, Ling Feng didn't care about it anymore, and retracted his mind and began to practice stepping on the snow without a trace.

The last wisp of night breeze swept outside the house, and the morning glow gradually revealed its colors, and Ling Feng unconsciously practiced for another night.

At this time, Ling Feng's slightly wrinkled forehead was covered with beads of sweat, the tip of his nose was slightly wrinkled, and there was stubbornness on his little face, showing a willful, unyielding willfulness.

With a flash of light in his eyes, Ling Feng took a step violently, his weird right leg swirled in the air for a while and fell to the ground, his left foot quickly followed, followed by his right foot, and unconsciously, since Ling Feng had taken nine steps, Ling Feng stopped after nine steps.

It's not that Ling Feng doesn't want to leave, it's that the spiritual power in his body has already run out, and it is difficult to maintain the terrifying spiritual power consumption of the tenth step.