As soon as he entered the Treasure Pavilion, Ye Feng was immediately shocked by the sight in his eyes.

The entire Treasure Pavilion hall turned out to be six or seven hundred pings, which was divided into four large areas, which were combat skills, weapons, pills and exotic treasures.

Not in a hurry to choose a combat skill, Ye Feng calmed down and began to browse silently in the hall.

The combat technology area occupies about one-fifth of the entire hall and is divided into two, which is divided into combat combat technology area and auxiliary combat technology area.

"The division of this combat skill is so detailed, among the combat skills, it is divided into two types: attack combat skills and body combat skills, and auxiliary combat skills are also divided into body refining combat skills and recovery combat skills. Looking at the battle skills arranged on the bookshelf in front of him, Ye Feng couldn't help but admire.

This Dragon and Tiger Sect is indeed a sect with the same reputation as the Northern Jin Kingdom and the Fengyu Holy Courtyard in the capital, and there are so many treasures in the Treasure Pavilion of the Outer Courtyard alone.

"Ben Thunder Fist, Sword Finger, Gravel Palm, Second Section King Kong Legs, Wind Shadow Movement, Floating Light Glimpse, Nine Star Steps. ”

Walking in the combat skills area, Ye Feng looked at the book of combat skills in front of him, and he was also silently thinking about it in his heart.

Although it hadn't been long since he came to the Shenwu Continent, with the memories of his previous life, Ye Feng still knew the situation here very well. Cultivating immortals and cultivating martial arts are originally cultivation, and the choice of combat skills naturally has to be consistent with the characteristics of one's own strength.

After the meridian repair, Ye Feng's meridians are already more powerful than ordinary martial artists, and with the strength of his physical body, which is already very outstanding, when choosing a combat skill, he naturally has to choose which fierce combat skill can cater to his own characteristics.

After walking around, Ye Feng finally saw a book of combat skills that matched his heart.

"Thunder Three Styles, Yellow Rank Advanced Combat Skills, Powerful as Thunder, Incomparably Powerful, Used to the highest level, comparable to Xuan Rank Primary Combat Skills!" Looking at the light blue combat skills in his hand and reading the words on the cover page, Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction.

In the outer courtyard hall where there were only yellow-level combat skills, this was also the only combat skill that Ye Feng fancied.

"If you have combat skills, you have to cooperate with body skills, strength and movement are indispensable in battle, and if you choose combat skills, the next thing is body skills. Taking the Thunder Three Styles into his arms, Ye Feng turned forward and walked towards the area of his body magic technique.

The principle of choosing a body technique is similar to choosing a combat skill, and in the end, Ye Feng chose a battle skill called Wild Thunder Step, which is not outstanding in terms of agility and dodge, but it is very strong in terms of oppressing opponents and improving momentum.

The Wild Thunder Step is the same as the Thunder Three Styles, both of which are high-level combat skills of the Yellow Order, both of which are thunder-based combat skills, and all of them focus on attack, Ye Feng believes that these two combat skills will definitely have great power when combined.

Having already chosen the combat skills and body skills, Ye Feng's mood also relaxed, and he began to check it out casually in the Treasure Pavilion.

"Hmm, there is such a thing here?" strolled into the weapons area, and soon, a piece of blood-red iron entered Ye Feng's line of sight, and it turned out to be a piece of blood-patterned steel!

This blood-patterned steel is the top-grade raw material for the weapons controlled by the true power of the immortal cultivator, when he encountered Wang Tao and Lin Yue that day, Ye Feng used ordinary silver needles to control and kill, although he also completed the killing of the opponent, but it really cost a lot of real power.

And Ye Feng knew that it was because the sky was too dark that day, and the silver needle was difficult to detect at all, although the speed was not fast, but it was just as successful.

If it were daytime, the outcome of the day would be really unpredictable.

Although he is ready to take the path of martial arts cultivation in the future, Ye Feng does not want to completely give up the cultivation of the Immortal Dao, although the aura here is extremely thin, but the true power he cultivates has the effect of warming the meridians, and moreover, controlling things like flying needles and even flying swords can also be used as his last life-saving move, and I am afraid it will be of great use in the future.

"I only have two chances to choose now, and now I have chosen the Thunder Step and Thunder Three Forms, and it is really difficult to choose with this blood pattern steel. With two combat skills in his arms, looking at the blood-patterned steel in front of him, Ye Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and he thought carefully about the advantages and disadvantages.

After a while, Ye Feng made a decision and resolutely turned around.

"Although this blood-patterned steel is important, it is not as good as the Thunder Step and the Thunder Three, and the combination of these two combat skills can make my combat power on the surface increase rapidly. However, the real power manipulates the steel needle attack but cannot be revealed in front of people, otherwise it will inevitably be regarded as a heresy. However, this blood-streaked steel can't be given up lightly, but I don't know if there is any other way to get this blood-streaked steel. ”

Although he didn't choose this blood-patterned steel for the time being, Ye Feng didn't give up completely.

If this blood-streaked steel can be obtained, refining a few steel needles can also become a killer move for him to save his life at a critical moment.

Retreating from the Treasure Pavilion, Ye Feng came to the middle-aged martial artist again.

Seeing Ye Feng come out, the martial artist said loudly, "Have you chosen?"

"Well, the disciple has already been chosen. Nodding respectfully, Ye Feng responded and took out the two ** copies he chose.

"You chose the Wild Thunder Step and the Thunder Three Styles?Two Yellow Rank Advanced Combat Techniques?" Seeing Ye Feng's chosen combat skills, the middle-aged martial artist's face immediately became stern, and he looked at Ye Feng with majestic eyes.

I don't know why this middle-aged martial artist is suddenly like this, Ye Feng can only stubbornly say yes.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know you, you are a person who can't be born with a broken pulse, can't condense Yuan Force, and can't cultivate combat skills at all. Even if you really want to try it, you should choose two Yellow Rank Primary Combat Skills. How can you comprehend this Yellow Rank Advanced Combat Technique? Even a martial artist at the peak of the Martial Arts Realm may not be able to comprehend the Yellow Rank Advanced Combat Technique!"

After listening to the middle-aged martial artist's harsh words, Ye Feng finally understood why he was angry.

"The seniors are angry, the disciple just wants to try hard, whether it succeeds or not, the disciple will definitely return the combat skills within the specified time. "He didn't rush to say what he could already cultivate, Ye Feng just guaranteed his positive color.

Seeing that Ye Feng actually insisted on his choice, the middle-aged martial artist's face became even colder, and he waved directly at Ye Feng and drank lightly.

"Stubborn, stand down. Remember, if you dare to divulge your skills to people outside the sect, be careful of your dog's life!"

Unexpectedly, this middle-aged martial artist actually spoke evil words, and a cold star flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, but he still tried his best to suppress it and turned to leave.

This middle-aged man's cultivation is not something that Ye Feng can detect, although he rudely interfered with Ye Feng's choice and did not conform to the rules, but Ye Feng at this time also had no capital to resist.

"Shenwu Continent, without strength, it is really nothing. If I am a martial arts genius in the outer court, or even a disciple of the inner court, how dare you look down on me so much?

Walking out of the Treasure Pavilion, although Ye Feng's face was still flat, the fist hidden under the sleeve was already clenched tightly, and at this moment, Ye Feng felt the importance of strength even more urgently.

In the Shenwu Continent, no power is equivalent to nothing.

Originally, I wanted to ask how I could come to the Treasure Pavilion to choose treasures again, but I was scolded by the middle-aged man, and Ye Feng also gave up such thoughts.

"You shit, you came out so quickly, it's not a small amount of courage. As soon as he walked out of the Treasure Pavilion, an arrogant voice had already arrived.

Raising his eyes, Ye Feng immediately found the three Chen Lei who were blocking there.

"You three wastes are still not dead?" A belly of anger accumulated in the Treasure Pavilion, Ye Feng was worried that there was no place to vent at this moment, but he didn't expect these three people to bump into him at this time.

Being scolded by Ye Feng for being a waste again, Chen Lei's face immediately became gloomy.

"Ye Feng, if you have the guts, go to the back mountain with us, don't just shrink into the sect and be a turtle with a shrunken head!" His face turned red, and Chen Lei scolded Ye Feng angrily.

With a faint smile on his face, Ye Feng didn't say a word, and left the front of the Treasure Pavilion directly.

"Waste, you are really a gutsless person!" Seeing Ye Feng leave directly, Chen Lei immediately insulted again.

"Aren't you going to the back mountain?" Stopping, Ye Feng said calmly.

"Huh?" didn't understand what Ye Feng's words meant for a while, and Chen Lei couldn't help but be stunned.

Seeing Chen Lei's sluggish appearance, Ye Feng smiled contemptuously and said, "Let's go, go to the back mountain." ”

Leaving a word, Ye Feng did not pause at his feet, and walked straight towards the direction of the back mountain.

Seeing that Ye Feng really dared to go to the back mountain, Chen Lei's face immediately showed a flash of excitement.

"This waste is looking for its own death, then it's no wonder to me. Let's go, keep up!" Greeting his two companions, Chen Lei followed Ye Feng straight and walked towards the back mountain.

Along the way, Ye Feng didn't stop, he didn't even have the slightest intention of escaping, but went directly out of the outer courtyard of the Dragon and Tiger Sect and walked to a secluded place in the back mountain. This made Chen Lei, who had been guarding against Ye Feng's escape, a little surprised.

Soon, Ye Feng had already entered the back mountain and came to the side of the Tianqian Cliff again.

Compared with the night, the Tianqian Cliff during the day seemed to be much calmer, and the demon beasts under the Tianqian Cliff did not make any sound, and the entire Tianqian Cliff was quiet.

Ascending the Heavenly Trench Cliff, Ye Feng stopped and turned to look at the three people in front of him.

"Hmph, you are so bold that you really dare to come here. Originally, I just wanted to break your legs, but you insulted me several times today, and if you don't kill you, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart. Looking at Ye Feng, Chen Lei pursed his lips, and the ferocity in his eyes was unreservedly revealed.

Looking at Chen Lei, Ye Feng said indifferently, "Are you just talking nonsense?

"You are looking for death!!" Insulted by Ye Feng again, Chen Lei immediately became furious, clenched his fists, and rushed directly towards Ye Feng.

"Wind Fist Technique!" his arms danced wildly, and Chen Lei burst out with his most powerful combat power and rushed towards Ye Feng.

Standing there quietly, Ye Feng looked at Chen Lei's tricks, and a disdainful smile appeared on his face.

This Chen Lei is only the sixth level of the martial arts realm, which is comparable to his realm, but neither the yuan force nor the physical strength is inferior to him, and more importantly, he has not grasped the essence of this wind fist method at all, although it looks good, but the breath is not condensed enough at all.

"Waste is waste, and you will only use words to embolden yourself!"

Chen Lei had already rushed to within five steps before Ye Feng took action.

The right palm was raised slightly, and suddenly, a majestic momentum immediately accumulated on Ye Feng's body.

"The sound of the tide!" A palm burst out indifferently, and the sound of the tide immediately rushed out.

Boom, boom, boom!

Ye Feng's palm directly hit the highest realm of the tide palm, and the tide sounded three times! The power of the triple sea tide gathered and pounced on Chen Lei.

"How is it possible!" Feeling the power of Ye Feng's palm, Chen Lei's eyes immediately filled with shock and fear.

But this qiē was already too late, Ye Feng let out a tidal sound and directly shattered Chen Lei's attack, and then slapped it fiercely on Chen Lei's chest.

Burst!!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Chen Lei's body flew out seven or eight meters away like a kite with a broken string!

Falling to the ground, Chen Lei's eyes were round, and his face was unwilling, he couldn't die if he was already dead.

One move, kill!