The great elder lost his voice.

In an instant, Meng Yun's "Broken Moon Riding the Wind" was annihilated by a palm, and at the same time, thunder and lightning tingled throughout his body.

The next moment, he lost sleep.

thump

Everyone saw Meng Yun bleeding from all his orifices and passed out.

"Senior Brother Meng"

Several disciples from Lingyue Sect rushed to the rescue.

Zhao Feng stands tall in the night wind, with his flowing green hair moving in the wind and his indifferent one eye, giving people a strange and chilling psychological impact.

Some people even find it creepy.

This guy is scary

The disciples of the three sects shuddered.

No one would have thought that among the three true legends of the Xiaoyue Sect, the weirdest and most terrifying people were not Yang Qian and Bei Mo, but Zhao Feng, who seemed to have the lowest level of cultivation.

Zhao Feng was not only good at spiritual arts and conventional combat power, he was also extremely terrifying. He could kill Meng Yun with one palm, which was no less impressive than Bei Mo. He was even more powerful.

Li Hong and Meng Fei were looking for a soft persimmon to pinch, but unfortunately they stepped on a thunderbolt.

"Who else?"

Zhao Feng glanced at everyone on the field.

None of the three true successors of the Silver Moon Sect said anything. Shangguan Yu probably had no chance of winning; Mao Fei had just fought a fierce battle and suffered some losses, so he thought he had little chance of winning. If he lost to a fourth-level boy, then the Silver Moon Sect's

His face was disgraced.

"In this small meeting, for the sake of fairness, each person can only play two games in a row."

Ao Yuetian suddenly spoke.

According to the rules, everyone, even if they win, can only play two games in a row to prevent wheel fighting.

"good."

Zhao Feng nodded and walked off the field.

Following the fate of Zhao Feng, the three true disciples of Xiaoyue Sect took action one by one, showing off their talents.

In this small meeting of the three sects, the Xiaoyue Sect is destined to become famous and avenge its past humiliation.

"Master Nephew Zhao, your "Wind and Thunder Palm" seems to have reached the fifth level. Is there still one level left to reach the highest level?"

Master Yunhai's eyes flickered, seemingly curious.

Of course Zhao Feng understood what he meant.

In the past, geniuses who cultivated "Wind and Thunder Palm" to the highest level always ended up dead.

"It may take a year or two to break through to the sixth level."

Zhao Feng said calmly.

His Wind and Thunder Palm has been improved and increased to the seventh level.

On the same fifth level, Zhao Feng has perfected it and integrated it into the secret of electricity. It is more than twice as powerful as the original "Wind and Thunder Palm", and its execution is smoother and more perfect.

Master Yunhai naturally didn't know about this situation. He thought to himself: Zhao Feng seems to be perfecting "Wind and Thunder Palm". He wonders if he can survive when he reaches the sixth level of cultivation.

If Zhao Feng died in "Wind and Thunder Palm", he would naturally have peace of mind.

The small discussion is still going on.

Afterwards, Lingyue Sect and Silver Moon Sect began to discuss.

Shangguan Yu takes action and challenges Zhao Yufei, who also has a legacy.

Zhao Yufei's cultivation reached the peak of the fifth level of transcendence, and she was inherited through the opportunity of trial.

After twenty moves of fighting, Zhao Yufei used a strategy similar to that of Bei Mo to defeat Shangguan Yu, who had a powerful attack.

"What inheritance did Yu Fei get?"

Zhao Feng observed it carefully and found no obvious feeling.

Zhao Yufei's movement technique is as light as an immortal, just like his phantom fish movement technique, which is full of variables.

In terms of attack, it is both fierce and elegant.

In terms of defense, it is considered strong at the same level, otherwise it would not be able to withstand the fierce attack from Shangguan Yu in front.

But overall, Zhao Feng didn't see anything special.

Zhao Yufei won, which seemed an understatement, and then challenged Bei Mo.

inheritance versus inheritance

Zhao Yufei's movements and attacks are still sharp and elegant, and they look smooth and pleasing to the eye.

Zhao Feng couldn't help but move his left eye to observe, and then discovered that the real power in Zhao Yufei's body was crystal clear and extremely pure, even merging with flesh and blood. When activated, it was as smooth as flowing water, and the overall strength was invisibly greatly improved.

Zhao Yufei and Bei Mo exchanged nearly a hundred moves, and they were evenly matched.

Beimo was suppressed by Zhao Yufei most of the time, but he was good at defense and did not lose.

After a hundred moves, according to the rules, the two ended in a draw.

Zhao Feng saw something fishy. Zhao Yufei's inheritance should belong to the auxiliary category. He even felt that Zhao Yufei's bloodline was also extraordinary.

Otherwise, how could the true power be so crystal clear, pure and flawless, and the most incredible thing is to be fused with flesh and blood.

Moreover, after a hundred moves, Bei Mo was somewhat breathless, while Zhao Yufei had full strength. This was the result of two consecutive battles.
Chapter completed!