The news of the wind and the moon made Zhao Feng look forward to it.

Since worshipping under the name of Guangjun Hou, there has not been much understanding and learning from each other.

There are still two or three days left before Nangong Fan's invitation.

Before that, Zhao Feng went to the Baoxuan Palace.

There is a place to collect martial arts books in the Baoxuan Palace, called "Library Pavilion", in which the content of the books is not limited to martial arts, but also includes astronomy, geography, history, pharmacology and many other classifications.

Many of the books here, placed in the outside world, are coveted lost texts.

As a disciple of the Marquis of Guangjun, Zhao Feng could basically read all the contents in the library pavilion.

Zhao Feng came to the "Martial Arts Classification", and the martial arts level here can reach a semi-saint grade at the highest.

The martial arts of the semi-saint product have great restrictions on some martial arts masters, and they have not made great contributions to Guangling Mansion and are not qualified to participate in enlightenment.

Zhao Feng can read and refer to these semi-saint martial arts at will, but he can only bring out a total of ten books.

But Zhao Feng didn't need to take it out at all, opened his left eye, and quickly flipped through it, aiming at those semi-saint martial arts that he was interested in.

So far, the few martial arts he has majored in are basically semi-saint martial arts.

Even the lowest-level "Dotted Star Finger" has a power that is not weaker than that of the Semi-Saint Martial Arts.

Zhao Feng referred to these semi-holy martial arts, and found that the "Smoke Wave Shadowless Step" and "Returning to the Yuan Qi Jue" that he got from Sanwei and Beimo that day were all superior among the semi-holy products.

In particular, the power and particularity of the "Returning to the Yuan Qi Technique" are almost close to the Holy Martial Arts.

In addition, the "Piao Ling Du" he cultivated should also be a leader in the semi-saint martial arts.

"In this way, it seems that there is no need for me to choose a new Half-Saint Martial Arts. ”

Zhao Feng came to a conclusion.

If you have to find a weakness, it seems that there is only "Point Star Finger".

But this fingering method, his cultivation realm is very high, and if it is combined with the "Remnant Wind Style", it is even more powerful, and he is not willing to spend too much energy to comprehend the new attack martial arts.

Zhao Feng is willing to devote more energy to contemplating the "Four Winds Style", that is, the four holy product remnant styles in the left eye space: with the wind, with the wind, with the wind, with the wind.

Up to now, Zhao Feng's "following the wind" has basically comprehended, and he has begun to try the next trick "tornado".

Since the last time, after seeing the Holy Rank Martial Arts in the Holy Product Building, Zhao Feng faintly realized that the "Four Winds Style" was not an ordinary Sacred Martial Arts, it was only a remnant move, and it had such a mysterious depth.

In the space of his left eye, Zhao Feng can open many memory scenes, including the Four Winds Pose and the Xuanfeng Palm.

When Zhao Feng was enlightened, he found that between the Xuanfeng Palm and the Four Winds Style, they could confirm each other and promote each other.

In the classification of martial arts, Zhao Feng flipped through a large number of martial arts cheats, and all of them that he was more interested in were absorbed into his mind to increase his martial arts theory.

Afterwards.

Zhao Feng came to the other book categories in the library pavilion.

Among them, he is more interested in geography and history.

Due to his weak background, Zhao Feng lacked a real understanding of the continent in which he was located.

Most of the books classified by geography and history are limited to the "Hengyun Thirteen Nations Alliance".

"Hengyun Tianlin is really big, it actually includes the regions of the thirteen countries......"

Zhao Feng was slightly surprised.

As the name suggests, the Alliance of Thirteen is an organization of alliance states that unite to fight against foreign enemies.

What kind of enemy is there that requires the joint confrontation of thirteen countries?

Zhao Feng was short of breath and continued to flip through the geography and history.

"For nearly a thousand years, the Alliance of Thirteen has been trying to survive between the 'two great powers'. The two powers: Tianfeng Power and Iron Dragon Power fight each other and check and balance each other. If any of these 'powers' are defeated, the Thirteen-Nation Alliance will face the disaster of national destruction......"

When Zhao Feng saw this, his face was surprised.

A long time ago, when he was in Aoba Town, he always thought that Yuyang City was very big, the county seat was out of reach, and Xiangyun Country was even larger.

But I didn't expect that the thirteen countries, including Xiangyun Kingdom, were just trying to survive between the two great powers.

Once the balance between the two great powers is upset, the Thirteen-Nation Alliance has little power to fight back.

"Huh, the North Continent?"

Zhao Feng also noticed that the two great powers mentioned in the article were just two of the many powerful countries in the "Northern Continent".

In the library cabinet, the description of geography extends to the northern continent at most.

As for the rest of the Qinghua Continent, they are basically brushed aside.

In the next half day, Zhao Feng digested and studied some geography and history in the library cabinet, and his horizons were greatly expanded.

But for some reason, he always felt that the content mentioned in the library was only the tip of the iceberg in this world.

Three days passed in a flash.

On this morning, Feng Yinyue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei came to Nangong Fan's mansion together.

There are actually more than a dozen named disciples of Guangjun Hou.

However, there are only five or six of them in the same age group, including Beimo, Nangong Fan, Feng Yinyue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei.

In addition, there is also a young man named "Yang Qingshan", who is about sixteen or seventeen years old, and has cultivated to reach the eightfold martial arts.

"Senior Brother Nangong, don't you tell me about this new junior brother and sister. ”

Yang Qingshan's voice was bold and loud, and he was very enthusiastic when he saw Zhao Feng's newcomers.

Nangong Fan felt a slight headache and introduced Zhao Feng and the three of them to Yang Qingshan one by one.

"Why hasn't that kid from Beimo arrived yet? This guy is practicing "Ripple **", won't he go crazy, hahaha......"

Yang Qingshan pursed his lips and smiled again.

Several fellow disciples of the same age have basically arrived, and only Beimo remains.

During this period, Yang Qingshan's mouth never stopped.

Nangong Fan also felt a little weak, but this Senior Brother Yang's strength was only stronger than his own.

"It's coming!"

Yang Qingshan let out a low sigh.

I saw that outside the courtyard, an old-fashioned boy walked in, it was Beimo.

"Senior Brother Bei, you're finally here. ”

Nangong Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

Beimo glanced at everyone lightly, sat cross-legged on the spot, and began to cultivate internal strength.

Zhao Feng and the three of them looked at each other, but it was Nangong Fan and Yang Qingshan, who were not surprised.

After several fellow disciples and brothers arrived, they began to discuss with each other, occasionally showing and learning from each other.

Among them, the main thing is the discussion between Nangong Fan and Yang Qingshan.

Zhao Feng and the three of them interjected occasionally.

As for Beimo, it is like a piece of wood, always in cultivation.

After a while, several brothers began to learn.

"Three new junior brothers and sisters, who will play with me. ”

Yang Qingshan smiled and looked very enthusiastic.

"I'm coming!"

Feng Yinyue came out and fought against Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan actually suppressed his cultivation at the sevenfold peak and confronted Feng Yinyue.

Two figures, in the courtyard, shuttle and collide in a small area.

Mountain style!

Yang Qingshan suddenly unleashed the move of the Holy Martial Arts, and slapped it out with one palm, like the pressure of the mountains, and the surrounding air rushed away, like a wave shock.

"Celestial Style!"

Feng Yinyue performed the remnant style of the Holy Martial Arts, and her body was like a phantom moon, overlapping and overlapping, but under the pressure of Yang Qingshan's moves, her body was inexplicably restrained everywhere.

After one or twenty moves, Feng Yinyue was panting and sweating profusely.

This is still the case when Yang Qingshan controls his cultivation.

Subsequently, Zhao Yufei came on the field and learned a thing or two with Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan still suppressed his cultivation on a par with the other party.

Zhao Yufei's performance exceeded expectations, and under the pressure of Yang Qingshan, the body martial arts exerted its super potential.

However, after dozens of moves, Zhao Yufei also lost.

"This Yang Qingshan has cultivated many semi-saint martial arts, and the fire realm is even higher, and there seems to be a complete holy product move among them. ”

Zhao Feng watched the battle and saw it very clearly.

After Feng Yinyue and Zhao Yufei were defeated, Yang Qingshan looked at Zhao Feng with a smile.

Is it my turn?

Zhao Feng stood up.

"Hehe, let me come!"

A sly smile appeared at the corner of Nangong Fan's mouth, and his figure flickered, replacing Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan was a little strange, why did Nangong Fan want to pick Zhao Feng to make a move?

He didn't refuse either, and gave up his position to Nangong Fan.

Zhao Feng's heart was slightly cold, he knew that the last time he left the Lingwu Palace, his words slightly contradicted Nangong Fan, which made the other party a little unhappy.

"Senior Brother Zhao Feng, don't worry, my cultivation will be controlled at the seventh level, which is comparable to you. ”

Nangong Fan said with a smile on his face, pointing at his younger brother.

Swish!

Zhao Feng didn't talk nonsense, his body shook, silently, and came to the back of Nangong Fan.

During the whole process, there was hardly a trace of sound heard, and the slow reaction didn't even see Zhao Feng's shadow.

So fast!

Feng Yinyue and Zhao Yufei were slightly moved.

What Zhao Feng performed was the half-saint martial arts "Smoke and Waves Without Shadow Steps", which was silent and shadowless, and it was impossible to prevent it.

Finger Points!

Zhao Feng's "Dotted Star Finger" instantly urged to the peak of the fourth layer, and the finger strength also swallowed out, crossed a blue star, and pointed in front of Nangong Fan.

"The standard is not bad!"

Nangong Fan smiled indifferently, and with a slight flick of his sleeve robe, it turned into an invisible air wave and wind, and with a "poof", Zhao Feng's fingers were swept away.

It's so easy!

Zhao Feng's heart was solemn, the other party was afraid that he had cultivated a holy product internal strength method, and with a single move, he extinguished the point star finger that had condensed himself to the extreme.

After the shattering attack, Nangong Fan's palm slapped lightly again, and the white air wave swirled, surging towards Zhao Feng layer by layer.

Zhao Feng wanted to dodge, but felt an inexplicable suction force that restrained him.

Standing in the center, Nangong Fan is like a whirlpool, absorbing the dust and dead leaves around it, and its voice is amazing.

"Tut, Nangong's junior brother's 'Turbo Divine Skill', his skill has increased again. ”

Yang Qingshan said with a smile.

A little bit of a star!

Zhao Feng did not retreat but advanced, and with the help of that suction, he launched the signature stunt of "Pointing Star Finger".

Boom!poof!poof......

During the attack, Zhao Feng's fingers moved again and again, like stars twinkling, life and death were endless.

Some of them are pointing through the sky again and again, like shooting stars, gorgeous and moving.

"The attack power is okay, but it doesn't do much for me. ”

Nangong Fan smiled lightly, stood in place, and swiped his hands again and again.

Whew~

Layers of white air waves rose and fell all around, and the suction on Nangong Fan's body became bigger and bigger, and it kept rotating.

Zhao Feng felt that his finger strength was like a stone sinking into the sea, and as soon as he approached the other party, he weakened, shifted, and annihilated.

Moreover, after falling into the opponent's internal energy aura, his actions and attacks were greatly restricted.

Seeing that Zhao Feng fell into passivity and fell into a trend of being beaten.

Go with the wind!

Zhao Feng's body and attack suddenly merged into a kind of artistic conception body method, and in the white air waves and the changing suction, it moved with the wind, naturally.

A little bit of a star!

Zhao Feng's attacks were also full of agility and variables, hovering around Nangong Fan's body, attacking again and again, as if he was taking advantage of the opponent's wind.

"This kid can actually crack my holy internal strength!"

Nangong Fan was finally moved.