As soon as he entered the Treasure Pavilion, Ye Feng was immediately shocked by the sight in his eyes.
The entire Treasure Pavilion hall is actually six to seven hundred square feet, divided into four large areas, namely combat skills, weapons, elixirs and exotic treasures.
Without being in a hurry to choose combat skills, Ye Feng calmed down and began to browse silently in the hall.
The combat skills area occupies about one-fifth of the entire hall and is divided into two parts: the combat skills area and the auxiliary combat skills area.
"The division of combat skills is so detailed. Combat skills are divided into attack combat skills and body combat skills. Auxiliary combat skills are also divided into body refining combat skills and recovery combat skills." Looking at the bookshelf in front of him. Ye Feng couldn't help but admire the books of combat skills listed above.
The Dragon and Tiger Sect was indeed a sect as famous as the Fengyu Holy Temple in the Northern Jin Kingdom. The outer treasure pavilion alone contained so many treasures.
"Thunder Fist, sword finger, gravel palm, two-stage vajra legs, wind shadow movement, floating light, nine-star step."
Walking in the combat skills area, Ye Feng looked at the combat skills in front of him and was thinking silently in his heart.
Although he has not been in Shenwu Continent for a long time, Ye Feng still knows the situation here very well due to the memory of his previous life. Cultivation of immortality and martial arts are both cultivation. Naturally, the choice of combat skills must be consistent with one's own strength and characteristics.
After the meridians have been repaired, Ye Feng's meridians have become more powerful than ordinary warriors. Coupled with the already outstanding physical strength, when choosing combat skills, he naturally has to choose which fierce combat skills can suit him. specialty.
After wandering around for a while, Ye Feng finally saw a combat skill book that suited his liking.
"Three Thunder Styles, a high-grade yellow-level combat skill. It is as powerful as thunder and extremely powerful. When used at the highest level, it can be compared to a low-level Xuan-level combat skill!" Looking at the light blue combat skill in his hand, he read the text on the cover page, Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction.
In the outer hall where there are only yellow-level combat skills, this is also the only combat skills book that Ye Feng likes.
"If you have combat skills, you must cooperate with body combat skills. Strength and movement are indispensable in combat. If you choose combat skills, the next step is body combat skills." Putting the three thunder styles into his arms, Ye Feng turned forward and walked towards the area of body and combat skills.
The principle of choosing body combat skills is similar to choosing combat skills. In the end, Ye Feng chose a combat skill called Kuang Lei Bu. This combat skill is not outstanding in terms of agility and dodge, but it is good at oppressing opponents and improving In terms of momentum, it is very powerful.
Crazy Thunder Step, like the Three Thunder Styles, are yellow-level high-grade combat skills. Both are thunder-type combat skills, and both focus on attack. Ye Feng believes that the combination of these two combat skills will definitely have huge power.
Having chosen the combat skills and movement skills, Ye Feng relaxed and began to look around the treasure pavilion at will.
"Well, there is such a thing here?" Wandering into the weapons area, soon, a piece of blood-red iron came into Ye Feng's sight. It turned out to be a piece of blood-patterned steel!
This blood-patterned steel is a top-grade raw material for making weapons controlled by the spiritual power of cultivators. When he encountered Wang Tao and Lin Yue that day, Ye Feng used ordinary silver needles to control the killings. Although he also completed the kill of the opponent, he was really It took a lot of spiritual energy.
And Ye Feng knew that it was because the sky was too dark that day that it was difficult for the silver needle to be detected. Although the speed was not very fast, he still achieved success.
If it were during the day, the outcome of that day would be really unpredictable.
Although he plans to practice martial arts in the future, Ye Feng does not want to completely give up the practice of immortality. Although the spiritual energy here is extremely thin, the spiritual power he has cultivated has the effect of warming and nourishing the meridians, and he can control flying needles and even flying swords. Something like this can also be used as his last resort to save his life, and may be of great use in the future.
"I only have two chances to choose now. Now I have chosen the Crazy Thunder Step and the Three Thunder Styles. With the addition of this blood patterned steel, it is really difficult to choose." With two combat skills in mind, he looked at the blood pattern in front of him. Steel, Ye Feng frowned slightly, thinking carefully about the pros and cons.
After a moment, Ye Feng made a decision and turned around decisively.
"Although this blood-patterned steel is important, it is not as good as the Crazy Thunder Step and the Three Thunder Styles. The combination of these two combat skills can quickly increase my apparent combat power. However, the steel needle attack controlled by spiritual power does not You cannot show it in front of others, otherwise you will definitely be regarded as a heretic. However, you cannot give up this blood-patterned steel easily, but I don’t know if there is any other way to get this blood-patterned steel."
Although he has not chosen the blood-patterned steel for the time being, Ye Feng has not given up completely.
If he could get this blood-patterned steel and refine a few steel needles, it could be his life-saving killer move at critical moments.
After retreating from the Treasure Pavilion, Ye Feng came to the middle-aged warrior again.
Seeing Ye Feng coming out, the warrior said, "Have you made your choice?"
"Well, the disciple has already been chosen." Ye Feng nodded respectfully and took out the two exercises of his choice.
"You chose the Crazy Thunder Step and the Three Thunder Styles? Two yellow-level high-grade combat skills?" Seeing Ye Feng's choice of combat skills, the middle-aged warrior's face immediately became stern, and he looked at Ye Feng with majestic eyes.
He didn't know why this middle-aged warrior suddenly acted like this, so Ye Feng could only say yes.
"Hmph! Don't think that I don't know about you. You are a person who cannot be born with broken veins, cannot condense Yuan Power, and cannot practice combat skills at all. Even if you really want to try, you should choose two yellow-level low-grade combat skills. This yellow How can you comprehend high-level combat skills? Even warriors at the peak of the martial arts realm may not be able to comprehend high-level yellow-level combat skills!"
After hearing the middle-aged warrior's harsh words, Ye Feng finally understood why he was angry.
"Senior, please calm down. I just want to try hard. Whether I succeed or not, I will definitely return the combat skills within the specified time." Ye Feng was not in a hurry to say what he had been able to practice. Ye Feng just gave a serious assurance.
Seeing that Ye Feng actually insisted on his choice, the middle-aged warrior's face became even colder, and he waved to Ye Feng and drank softly.
"If you are stubborn, please retreat. Remember, if you dare to leak your combat skills to people outside the sect, be careful of your life!"
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged warrior actually said evil words. Ye Feng's eyes flashed with cold stars, but he still tried his best to suppress it and turned around to leave.
This middle-aged man's cultivation level was also beyond Ye Feng's ability to detect. Although his crude interference in Ye Feng's choice was against the rules, Ye Feng also had no capital to resist at this time.
"In Shenwu Continent, without power, you are nothing. If I were a martial arts genius among the outer sect, or even a disciple of the inner sect, how dare you look down on me so much? scold me?"
Walking out of the Treasure Pavilion, although Ye Feng's face was still calm, the fists hidden under his sleeves were clenched tightly. At this moment, Ye Feng felt the importance of strength more urgently.
In Shenwu Continent, without power, there is nothing.
Originally, he wanted to ask how he could come to the Treasure Pavilion again to choose treasures, but after being scolded by the middle-aged man, Ye Feng gave up on such thoughts.
"You loser, you came out so quickly, you are so courageous." As soon as he walked out of the treasure pavilion, an arrogant voice came over.
Looking up, Ye Feng immediately spotted Chen Lei and the other three blocking the way.
"You three losers still don't give up?" Ye Feng had accumulated a lot of anger in the Treasure Pavilion. At this moment, Ye Feng was worried that he had no place to vent. He didn't expect that these three people would bump into each other at this time.
Being scolded as a waste by Ye Feng again, Chen Lei's face immediately darkened.
"Ye Feng, if you have the guts, come with us to the back mountain. Don't just hide in the sect and be a coward!" Chen Lei's face turned red and he cursed at Ye Feng angrily.
With a faint smile on his face, Ye Feng left directly in front of the Treasure Pavilion without saying a word.
"Trash, you are indeed a courageous thing!" Seeing Ye Feng leave directly, Chen Lei immediately insulted him again.
"Aren't you going to the back mountain?" Ye Feng stopped and said calmly.
"Huh?" Chen Lei couldn't help but froze as he didn't understand what Ye Feng's words meant.
Seeing Chen Lei's slow reaction, Ye Feng smiled contemptuously and said, "Let's go to the back mountain."
After leaving a word, Ye Feng no longer paused and walked straight towards the back mountain.
Seeing that Ye Feng actually dared to go to the back mountain, Chen Lei's face immediately showed a light of excitement.
"This loser is looking for death, so you can't blame me. Come on, follow him!" After greeting his two companions, Chen Lei followed Ye Feng and walked towards the back mountain.
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Along the way, Ye Feng did not stop, and did not even have the slightest intention of escaping. Instead, he walked directly out of the outer gate of the Dragon and Tiger Sect and walked to a secluded place in the back mountain. This surprised Chen Lei, who had been wary of Ye Feng's escape.
Soon, Ye Feng had entered the back mountain and came to the side of Tianqian Cliff again.
Compared with the night, the Tianqian Cliff seemed much calmer during the day. The monsters under the Tianqian Cliff did not make any sound, and the entire Tianqian Cliff was quiet.
After climbing the cliff, Ye Feng stopped and turned to look at the three people in front of him.
"Hmph, you loser is so courageous that you actually dare to come here. Originally, I just wanted to break your legs, but you insulted me several times today. If I don't kill you, it's hard to eliminate the hatred in my heart. "Looking at Ye Feng, Chen Lei licked his lips, and the ferocity in his eyes was unreservedly revealed.
Looking at Chen Lei, Ye Feng said calmly, "Do you only talk nonsense? If you have the guts, show me some real skills?"
"You are looking for death!!" Being insulted by Ye Feng again, Chen Lei immediately became furious, clenched his fists, and rushed towards Ye Feng.
"Wind Fist!" With his arms dancing wildly, Chen Lei unleashed his most powerful combat power and rushed towards Ye Feng.
Standing there quietly, Ye Feng looked at Chen Lei's moves with a disdainful smile on his face.
This Chen Lei is only at the sixth level of Liwu Realm, which is equivalent to his realm, but neither his Yuan Li nor his physical strength are as strong as him. More importantly, he has not grasped the essence of this Guangfeng Fist. Although it looks good, but The breath is simply not condensed enough.
"Trash is just trash, it only uses words to embolden yourself!"
Chen Lei had already rushed within five steps, and Ye Feng just took action.
He raised his right palm slightly, and suddenly, a majestic momentum immediately accumulated in Ye Feng's body.
"Tide Sound Palm!" A calm palm was blasted out, and the sound of the ocean tide immediately surged out.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Ye Feng's palm directly hit the highest level of Tide Palm, with three Tidal Sounds! The power of the three waves gathered together and pounced on Chen Lei.
"How is that possible!" Sensing the power of Ye Feng's palm, Chen Lei's eyes immediately filled with shock and fear.
But it was already too late. Ye Feng let out a tidal wave of palms that directly shattered Chen Lei's attack, and then slapped Chen Lei hard on the chest.
puff! !
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Chen Lei's body flew seven or eight meters away like a kite with its string broken!
After falling to the ground, Chen Lei's eyes were wide open, with a look of reluctance on his face, as if he could not die anymore.
One move, kill!