Chapter 57: Pointing to the 4th Floor

The iron wall shakes to kill!

This mutation shocked the middle-aged warrior and the gray-robed elder behind him.

"Iron Wall Art" is relatively well-known among many body refining martial arts. For ordinary warriors, it is rare to be able to cultivate to the fourth level.

However, Zhao Feng broke through the "Iron Wall Art" to the fifth floor.

The "Iron Wall Art" on the fifth floor is not only powerful in physical strength and defense, but also has a certain anti-shock power to kill the enemy.

If it was in a group fight, Zhao Feng could use this move to seriously injure a martial artist of the fourth or fifth level of martial arts.

The middle-aged warrior, who attacked from behind, did not expect this move at all.

He punched Zhao Feng hard, and was shocked by the powerful force. He was caught off guard, his blood was tumbling, and he almost suffered some minor injuries.

Point to a star!

Taking advantage of his absent-minded moment, Zhao Feng did not hesitate to launch the strongest finger.

puff!

Light cyan finger marks swept past, piercing the middle-aged warrior's body.

thump!

Another sixth-level martial artist died on the spot.

The gray-robed elder who was lining up behind, his eyes condensed, his face full of shock, and he was almost stunned for a moment.

Flying across!

Without even thinking about it, Zhao Feng used his body lightness technique to the limit and flew towards the gate of the Zhao Clan.

At this time, he was still three miles away from the gate of the Zhao Clan.

At his speed, it only takes a moment to get there.

"Boy! Where to run-"

The gray-robed old man screamed, like a gray ghost, chasing after him at a more terrifying speed.

Even though Zhao Feng's light-weight martial arts are brilliant enough, and his speed can be called a young man of the same generation in Yuyang City, the enemy behind him is not a martial artist, but a martial artist in the "Qi Breaking Stage".

Martial arts are divided into nine levels, each with a stage.

Fourth to sixth level, belonging to the martial artist level of "Qi Accumulation Stage".

From the seventh to the ninth level, it is the "Qi-breaking stage" martial artist level.

Once promoted to the qi-breaking stage, he is respected as a martial arts master by the world.

These two are not the gap between the realms, but the gap between the two stages.

Zhao Feng played "Piaolingdu" to the limit, and felt the sound of breaking air behind him, getting closer and closer.

So fast!

Zhao Feng estimated that the opponent's speed was nearly twice as fast as his own.

Once a martial artist breaks through the "Breakthrough Stage", it is like leaping through the air, the inner strength of the martial arts can traverse the body, and the power is not the same.

After more than ten breaths, the gray-robed old man approached Zhao Feng ten feet.

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, desperately urging "Ling Du Qi Jue", and the light-body martial arts "Piao Lingdu" also exceeded the usual limit.

Under such a crisis, Zhao Feng's speed increased by one or two points out of thin air.

His "Piaolingdu" is still half a minute away, and he will reach the realm of great achievement!

"This son must not stay!"

The gray-robed old man was stunned. The terrifying potential in Zhao Feng made him uneasy.

If such a genius stayed in the world, within ten years, he would become the most terrifying figure in Yuyang City.

close! near...

Zhao Feng is only two miles away from the gate of the Zhao Clan.

But at the same time, the gray-robed old man gradually approached.

"Junior will die!"

The gray-robed old man slashed out with a palm, and the golden palm was as strong as an air palm, carrying a strong wind wave that rushed across several meters, hitting Zhao Feng in front of him.

As a martial artist-level powerhouse,

The gray-robed old man does not need to get close, and can hurt people from the air.

Poof!

The invisible palm strength and strong wind and air waves hit Zhao Feng one step ahead.

"Piaoling Xudu!"

Zhao Feng's entire body compressed and swirled, and his body was still in the air, suddenly generating strength out of thin air.

Teng!

He jumped out for the second time in the void, and with the help of the opponent's palm, he jumped a dozen or twenty meters away in one jump, far exceeding his usual limit.

"what!"

The gray-robed old man was shot down.

run!

While running, Zhao Feng made a loud roar, trying to alarm the people in the distance.

"Death! Void vitality... I will too!"

The grey-robed old man's figure was floating in the void, and the void actually generated energy once or twice in a row.

As the elder of the Qiu family, his light-weight martial arts practice is naturally top-notch, and his fire is even more accomplished.

Teng! Teng!

Zhao Feng is also not a fuel-efficient lamp. At the critical moment, he was barely able to regenerate his energy twice in the void.

But in this way, the two quickly approached.

The two figures landed almost simultaneously.

"Cloud Splitting Palm!"

The gray-robed old man slashed with a palm, and the golden palm smashed through the air, and the surrounding wind and waves rolled, suffocating.

With just that palm strength, thunder can kill a five-layer powerhouse.

Canopy!

Zhao Feng ran the "Iron Wall Art" to resist the internal strength of the martial arts, and suffered some minor injuries. If he changed to a martial artist of the same rank, he would be seriously injured or even lose his combat power.

Seventh-layer martial artist, after the martial arts inner strength is released from the air, it is a bit weaker than the main body attack, after all, the power has been separated from the body.

If it reaches the eighth level of martial arts, the power of breaking the air is almost close to the body attack.

According to legend, some martial arts ninth-level powerhouses are even more powerful than the body attack, and they are so powerful that they can kill more than a dozen martial artists and martial artists with one palm.

Fortunately, the gray-robed old man is only a seventh-level martial artist, and it is difficult for Yuyang City to find a powerhouse above the eighth-level.

After Zhao Feng resisted his palm strength, he took advantage of his strength to leap again.

"Split the cloud and open the mountain!"

At this moment, the gray-robed old man was completely close, golden air waves burst out like clouds, and a terrifying palm slashed in front of Zhao Feng.

This will be a master of martial arts, a blow that cannot be dodged from the front.

If you change to any sixth-level warrior in Yuyang City, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape, and if you don't die, you will lose half your life.

Under unprecedented pressure, Zhao Feng's left eye was pushed to the limit.

The gray-robed elder's movements slowed down in his field of vision, including the changes in his qi and blood, which were completely controlled by Zhao Feng.

Even the internal injuries and slight flaws on the gray-robed old man's body did not escape his left eye.

"Xuanfeng Palm!"

At a critical moment, Zhao Feng actually used a strange move.

Whoosh~

Zhao Feng's body suddenly exudes a general mood that is vaguely absent.

At that moment, he merged with the palm of the young girl's god in the space of his left eye.

Due to the absorption of Xin Wuhen's relatively simple artistic conception, Zhao Feng once again performed the green girl's move, which was somewhat more charming than before.

What a trick!

The gray-robed old man felt the other's palm, which implied a general trend of favorable time and place.

Xuanfeng Palm!

Zhao Feng's body leaped in the air, a light cyan aura surging on his body surface, and quickly rotated and condensed in the palm of his hand, following a peculiar trajectory, slowly slashing.

That palm, as if with the help of the natural momentum of heaven and earth, added a bit of power.

Split the cloud and open the mountain!

Xuanfeng Palm!

Two tyrannical forces collided together.

Boom!

At the same moment, a pothole was left on the spot, the soil layer was peeled off, and the dust cyclone was rolling wildly.

Zhao Feng only felt a huge force and a shocking wave of martial arts internal energy, rushing into the body, and even the "Iron Wall Art" of the fifth-layer realm could not be resisted head-on.

But the real difference is the difference in cultivation base strength between the two.

Wow!

Zhao Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and leaped away with the help of his strength.

"how come……"

The grey-robed elder stiffened, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale and ugly.

If there is a third party present at this moment, it will definitely turn pale with horror. The martial arts master of the seventh level of martial arts was actually injured in the showdown with the junior boy.

In terms of the power of a single attack, the palm of Zhao Feng just now cannot surpass the "pointing star and one finger".

But the general artistic conception contained in this palm, as well as the level of martial arts, surpassed the top martial arts.

Between martial arts, there is a kind of suppression.

Above the top martial arts, there is the sacred martial arts, and the difference between the two is like a heaven.

The "Mysterious Wind Palm" that Zhao Feng used, in the mystery of artistic conception, suppressed the gray-robed elder.

This is one of the advantages.

Secondly, Zhao Feng's "Iron Wall Art" broke through the fifth floor, making his power stronger than that of the gray-robed old man.

This is the second advantage.

And one last advantage!

The gray-robed old man had suffered internal injuries in a confrontation with the mysterious Guang Junwei.

However, Zhao Feng's left eye captured his injuries and flaws, and his palm strength was also aimed at his injuries.

Therefore.

The gray-robed old man gave a hard blow, and the injuries were added to the injury, and the combat power was greatly reduced by more than half.

Zhao Feng struggled to lose both and dragged him into the water.

"Hahaha... see you in the future!"

Zhao Feng let out a long laugh, his figure regenerated in mid-air, and leaped in the direction of the Zhao Clan's gate.

The grey-robed old man's complexion was pale, suddenly blue and white, his expression gloomy and unwilling, and his teeth were gnashing.

However, he was seriously injured and his combat power was greatly damaged, so he could only watch Zhao Feng escape.

Zhao Feng leaped and approached the gate of the Zhao Clan.

His left eye captured the departure of the gray-robed old man, blended into the night, and went farther and farther.

huh~

Zhao Feng took a light breath, immediately took the healing pill, and quickly returned to the inner layer of the Zhao clan.

Garden home.

Zhao Feng sat cross-legged, mobilizing his inner strength, absorbing the medicinal power, and recovering from his injuries.

"This time the injury is not serious. It took ten days and a half to heal. However, the old Qiu family was injured more seriously than me..."

Zhao Feng murmured to himself, with a thrilling look on his face.

He is proud of being able to retreat from the master of martial arts and win the game of losing both sides.

But Zhao Feng knew in his heart that the reason why he was able to win such a situation was mainly because the opponent was severely injured, and his Xuanfeng Palm hit the key point with the help of his left eye ability.

the next few days.

Zhao Feng did not stay behind closed doors, recuperating with all his heart.

When he was recovering, he couldn't practice most martial arts such as "Iron Wall Art", "Pointing Star Fingers", "Piaolingdu" and so on.

Zhao Feng spends most of his time comprehending the two scenes in the left eye space.

These two scenes are from the young girl in the blood python canyon and Xin Wuhen.

The artistic conception of Xin Wuhen's moves is relatively easy. When Zhao Feng was at the summit, he realized six or seven points, and he played eight or nine points in the battle with the gray-robed old man.

In the past two days, he basically fully understood the artistic conception of Xin Wuhen's moves.

Then, Zhao Feng began to comprehend "Xuanfeng Palm" and "Pointing Star Fingers" respectively.

Although Xuanfeng Palm is just a move, it is extremely difficult and the progress is slow.

Zhao Feng had no choice but to devote more energy to comprehending "Pointing to the Stars".

Compared with Xuanfeng Palm, "Dianxingzhi" is much easier.

In particular, after Zhao Feng fully understood the artistic conception of Xin Wuhen's moves, his understanding of "Pointing Star Fingers" became more and more relaxed.

Gradually, Zhao Feng's comprehension of "Pointing to the Stars" reached the fourth level.

Of course, this is only in terms of artistic conception. His "Dianxingzhi" is really hot, barely at the peak of the third floor.

In the first few days, he was seriously injured and could not practice cultivation.

When the injury was healed by seven or eight points, Zhao Feng began to practice cultivation.

puff! puff puff-

Zhao Feng's fingertips pointed out again and again, and the inner strength of martial arts became more and more sharp.

The inner strength condensing skills learned from Xin Wuhen made Zhao Feng's "Pointing the Stars" progress by leaps and bounds.

laugh--

Suddenly, a light green finger force came out from Zhao Feng's fingertips, piercing the void by more than one meter.

puff!

On the wall, there is an extra hole, about the width of the index finger.

Breaking the air, it's done!