Boom!

That loud noise alarmed many young geniuses in the Tianwei camp.

Some teenagers who were in seclusion suddenly woke up and looked in that direction.

"Who are those two teenagers? They knocked Lei Zuo away with one move."

"Don't they understand the rules of the White Guard Camp and dare to destroy the wooden buildings here?"

All the teenagers looked sideways and were frightened.

Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei, who were discussing, were also alarmed by this momentum.

I saw that the wooden house that originally belonged to Rezzo collapsed and fell into pieces.

Lei Zuo himself, covered by the dust board, shouted in anger and flew out from the dust smoke.

"How dare you two destroy my house without fear of punishment from the Heavenly Guard Camp!"

Lei Zuo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and concentrated more intense martial arts energy on his palms, making a sound of wind and sound.

"We are not members of the Tianwei camp."

The handsome young man curled his lips, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

The old-fashioned young man who started the figurines said nothing.

"The wind breaks through the sky!"

Lei Zuo was furious, and the martial arts energy in his palms condensed and exploded, forming a rolling and tearing wind, roaring and rushing towards the two uninvited guests.

This move was already the peak of his seventh-level martial arts attack, capable of killing several warriors at once.

"let me!"

The graceful young man smiled softly, and a white air wave surrounded his whole body. He twirled one hand, and a strange invisible palm force rushed away, and even sucked Lei Zuo's majestic move away without a trace.

"ah!"

Lei Zuo felt his body leaning forward uncontrollably, with a horrified look on his face. He used his martial arts energy fiercely, used his martial arts of lightness, and flew backwards.

"Haha, come down!"

The graceful young man made another spin with one hand, and Lei Zuo felt as if there was an invisible vortex under his feet, dragging his body downwards.

thump!

Lei Zuo's body fell down and was swept several meters away by the graceful young man's kick.

"Alas, it seems that the Tianwei camp doesn't have any talented people."

The handsome young man shook his head.

"I told you so."

The old-fashioned boy's words were concise and to the point. The implication is, I told you it was not necessary, but you insisted on dragging me here...

The handsome young man was suddenly speechless.

A battle ended in an instant.

hiss!

The young geniuses in the Tianwei camp were so frightened that they all gasped.

Lei Zuo, who ranked second among the Ten Heavenly Guards, lost without any resistance.

"The martial arts he performed just now clearly surpassed the top martial arts. Could it be..."

Zhao Feng was slightly surprised.

He was sure that the martial arts moves that Pianpian young man used to defeat Lei Zuo just now were at least semi-saint level or above!

"Who said there is no one in our Tianwei camp?"

A cold and clear voice came out of a wooden house nearby.

Whoosh!

The figure of a handsome silver-haired young man appeared near the dust.

"Feng Yin Yue!"

All the young men in the Tianwei camp showed happy faces.

Feng Yinyue ranked first among the Ten Heavenly Guards. He was promoted to the seventh level of martial arts earlier and was much stronger than Lei Zuo.

After Lei Zuo was promoted to the seventh level, he once fought against Feng Yinyue, but was defeated by ten moves.

"Huh? There seems to be a decent genius."

The handsome young man looked at Feng Yinyue with a smile.

Feng Yinyue stood there, with a layer of silvery aura flowing all over her body, and her silver hair and clothes were fluttering.

Uh-huh!

The figures of the two young men intertwined in an instant, followed by an explosion and a wave of air, leaving a scratch on the ground.

"Tianhuan style!"

Feng Yinyue performed the residual form of the holy martial arts, her body movements were like the phantom of the phantom moon, overlapping one another, and her speed was extremely shocking.

"Wind Vortex Magic!

The graceful young man stood quietly on the spot, his hands clasped together, forming circles of undulating white air waves all over his body, like ripples in water, but the center was getting deeper and deeper.

What!

Feng Yinyue felt her body suffocate and was pulled by an invisible force.

"What kind of skill is this? My Saint Grade Resistance Style has almost no power to fight back."

Feng Yin Yue's movement technique failed, so he was forced to fight head-on with the opponent.

Uh-huh!

The graceful young man swept his hands, the wind howled and shook around him, and the white air waves twisted rapidly, forming a circle of light, continuously binding Feng Yinyue.

"Huan Yue Tian Zhan!"

Feng Yinyue shouted in surprise, the silver light in her arms was filled with chills, and turned into a phantom-like blade, clashing with the graceful young man.

The two forces lasted for a moment, and the surrounding air waves rolled violently,

In the end, the graceful young man's inner strength in martial arts was so profound that he annihilated Feng Yinyue's semi-saint martial arts.

Teng bang!

Feng Yinyue's body flew backwards seven or eight meters, his clothes were torn in several places, and his face was slightly pale: "Even the semi-saint martial arts is no match. Could it be that he is practicing true saint martial arts..."

"Not bad, he actually managed to hold on to my hand for ten or twenty moves."

The handsome young man smiled and showed admiration.

At this moment, the aura on his body was completely exposed, and the invisible aura oppressed, making it difficult for Lei Zuo and Feng Yinyue to breathe.

"The eighth level of martial arts..."

Lei Zuo was shocked and lost his voice.

The cultivation level of that handsome young man surpassed all the young geniuses in Tianwei camp, even Feng Yinyue was surpassed.

"The eighth level of martial arts... there is also an eighth level peak."

Zhao Feng glanced at his left eye and his heart skipped a beat.

Another old-fashioned boy, his cultivation level is even more terrifying, reaching the eighth level peak.

It is really unimaginable that there is such a genius in the world. He is only fifteen or sixteen years old and his cultivation is close to the peak of the ninth level of martial arts.

After all, in the eyes of many people, the ninth level of martial arts is already the pinnacle, and the holy realm is just a legend.

"Who are you!"

Feng Yinyue's eyes narrowed, with a vigilant look on her face.

"My name is Nangong Fan, and this is my junior brother... Bei Mo."

The handsome young man introduced.

Nangong Fan? Bei Mo?

All the young people present looked a little stunned and said they had never heard of it.

However, with such a powerful genius in Guangling Mansion, how could they not know about it?

"Junior Brother Nangong, Junior Brother Bei, why do you have time to come here?"

A voice came from the attic in the middle of the wasteland.

Before anyone could react, a dull young man appeared on the field out of thin air like a ghost.

The dull young man is also the person in charge of Sanwei, Tianwei camp.
To be continued...