Zhao Feng approached Chen Feng step by step, his eyes were cold and stern, flashing with cold light.

As murderous intent and anger loomed in his body, a destructive and violent aura filled and spread out.

This is exactly the artistic conception contained in the "Gale Wind Style", but Zhao Feng has not yet mastered this style.

Chen Feng felt an inexplicable thought in his heart. Something was wrong. How could a boy at the eighth level of the Solid State bring pressure to himself?

"Mountain pose!"

Chen Feng raised one hand and performed a low-level ordinary martial art, which was equivalent to the legendary holy martial arts in the outside world.

With just one hand gesture, an aura that was like cracking a mountain and splitting the earth emanated from Chen Feng.

Star finger! Curl style!

Zhao Feng pointed out, and the force of his finger was like a blue meteor, piercing the night sky, and the explosion sounded like a strong wind.

Boom!

There was a dull explosion between the two.

In the first round of confrontation, Chen Feng and Zhao Feng both retreated.

Chen Feng was shocked. He didn't expect that an eighth-level boy could compete with him.

The new and old outer disciples who were watching the battle nearby all looked surprised.

Point your finger at the star!

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Feng's fingering was like stars piercing the night sky, as gorgeous as a dream.

His "Pointing Star Finger" reaches the highest level of the seventh level, integrating with the tornado style. When activated with all his strength, both speed and attack reach an extreme level.

Puff puff!

Explosions continued in the void, and brilliant lights appeared one after another.

As strong as Chen Feng, with the ninth level of peak cultivation, he was defeated step by step under the attack of the violent storm.

In a short time, several finger-width holes appeared on his clothes, and he suffered some minor injuries.

Break new ground!

Chen Feng suddenly shouted loudly, launched an unprecedented powerful move, and struck out with a palm, causing the ground under his feet to shake faintly.

This is even in a sect, and the floor material under your feet is extremely hard, better than steel. If you put it outside, the ground will inevitably crack.

Point the Star Finger! Residual Wind Style!

Zhao Feng's fingering power in the air, amid the splendor, was filled with a sharp cold front, like the freezing winter wind.

Residual Wind Style, the third of the Four Wind Styles, the main attack!

Pfft~

The inner strength surrounding Chen Feng was cut open by the blade-like finger strength, leaving a bloody mark on his chest. Half an inch deeper, it stabbed into his heart.

thump!

He sat down on the ground, his face pale with fright.

Zhao Feng's attack just now was so sharp that it almost killed him.

hiss!

Some of the outer disciples watching the battle took a breath of air.

"The power of the residual wind style is so powerful. When combined with the "Pointing Star Finger", it almost surpasses the martial arts of the lower-level mortals."

Zhao Feng himself was surprised.

The artistic conception of "Remnant Wind Style" is like a wind knife in the cold winter, cruel and sharp, which elevates the power of "Pointing Star Finger" to a whole new level.

The third style "Residual Wind Style" is so powerful, it is hard to imagine the horror of the fourth style "Gale Wind Style".

"roll!"

Zhao Feng kicked Chen Feng away.

From the bottom of his heart he despised this kind of weakling.

"Yes Yes!"

Chen Feng's face turned pale, and he quickly retreated as if he was being pardoned.

After this battle, some of the surrounding outer sect disciples were full of fear of Zhao Feng.

The new disciples are all very happy.

Among them, Xiao Yun and Yun Xiangmeng looked at each other with horror on their faces.

"Junior Brother Zhao, thanks to you, you gave us a bad breath."

Yang Qingshan said gratefully.

"Junior Brother Zhao, you have to be careful. I heard that each of the top twenty outer disciples has the cultivation level of 'Half Step to Escape from the Mortal Realm'."

Nangong Fan reminded.

Half-step to the mortal realm, which is the half-step to the holy realm in the secular country, is equivalent to the strength of a "one-step guard".

Zhao Feng nodded. Under this pressure, he could squeeze more of his potential.

As long as the opponent has not truly entered the realm of transcendence, he will at least have the strength to fight.

But strangely, for the next two days, the outer hall was quiet.

Zhao Feng and others were not harassed.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Feng took the time to practice and comprehend, and broke through to the highest seventh level of "Pointing Star Finger" in one fell swoop!
Chapter completed!