Boom!

The loud noise alarmed many geniuses in the Tianwei Camp.

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

"Who are those two teenagers? He knocked Lei Zo away with one move."

"Don't they understand the rules of Tianweiying and dare to destroy the wooden houses here?"

The boys looked sideways and were shocked.

Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei, who are currently in the competition, 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 was covered by the dust and wooden boards, and was frightened and shouted, flying out of the dust and smoke.

"You two dare to destroy my house, and are not afraid of punishment from Tianweiying!"

Lei Zu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a more intense martial arts internal force condensed on his palms, and the air flow and wind blew.

"We are not members of Tianwei Camp."

The handsome boy curled his lips, looking like he was not attentive to himself.

The old-fashioned boy who started the culprit did not say a word.

"The wind breaks the sky!"

Lei Zuo was furious, and the martial arts internal strength in his palm condensed and exploded again, forming a rolling and tearing Li Feng, and rushed towards the two uninvited guests while roaring.

This move is already the peak attack of his seventh level of martial arts, and it can kill several warriors at once.

"let me!"

The young man smiled lightly, and his whole body was surrounded by a layer of white air waves. With one hand, a strange and invisible palm force rushed away, which actually sucked Lei Zu's powerful move without a trace.

"ah!"

Rezzo felt his body leaning forward uncontrollably, his expression was shocked, he vigorously used his martial arts internal strength, used his light body martial arts skills, and retreated in the air.

"Haha, come down!"

The handsome boy swirled with one hand again, and Lei Zu felt that there seemed to be an invisible vortex under his feet, dragging his body down.

thump!

Lei Zuo's body fell down and was swept away by a handsome young man.

"Oh, it seems that Tianwei Camp has no genius who can show off."

The handsome boy shook his head.

"I said it earlier."

The old-fashioned boy was concise and concise. The implication was that I said it was no need, you insisted on bringing me...

The handsome boy suddenly stopped talking.

A battle ended in an instant.

hiss!

The young geniuses in Tianwei Camp were frightened and gasped one by one.

Rezzo, who ranked second in the Ten Day Guard, lost with such a power of resistance.

"The martial arts he used just now clearly exceeded the top martial arts. Could it be..."

Zhao Feng was slightly surprised.

He was sure that the martial arts moves of the handsome boy who defeated Lei Zu just now were at least semi-saint level or above!

"Who said there was no one in my Tianwei camp?"

A cold and clear voice walked out of a wooden house next to it.

Swish!

The handsome silver-haired boy appeared near the dust.

"Wind and Moon!"

The young men in Tianwei Camp all showed joy.

Feng Yinyue ranked first among the Ten Days Guards and was promoted to the seventh level of martial arts earlier, and was much stronger than Rezo.

After Lei Zuo was promoted to the seventh level, he once fought with Feng Yinyue, but he ended up losing ten moves.

"Hmm? It seems like there is a decent genius."

The handsome young man looked at the wind and the moon with a smile.

The wind yin and the moon stood there, with a layer of silver scent flowing all over her body, and her silver hair and clothes fluttered.

Swish!

The figures of the two teenagers intersected instantly, accompanied by a blast of explosions, and the air waves rolled around, leaving a scratch on the ground.

"Sky Illusion Style!"

Feng Yinyue used the holy martial arts silence, and his body movement was like the shadow of the fantasy moon, overlapping and speed was extremely shocking.

"Wind Wool Divine Art!

The handsome boy stood still, his hands merged, and circles of white air waves were formed around his body, like ripples in the water, but the center was getting deeper and deeper.

What!

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

"What kind of martial arts is this? My holy qualities have almost no power to fight back."

Feng Yinyue's body technique failed and she had to be forced to fight against the other party.

Well!

The handsome young man swept his hands with his hands, the wind roared around him, and the white air waves twisted rapidly, forming a series of halos, and endless constraints on the wind and sang the moon.

"Fantasy Moon Slash!"

Feng Yinyue shouted in surprise, and the silver ray of light between her arms moved a little cold, turning into a phantom-like sharp blade, confronting the graceful boy.

The two forces lasted for a moment, and the surrounding air waves and winds were rolling.

In the end, the handsome young man had a profound internal strength in martial arts, which destroyed Feng Yinyue's semi-saint martial arts.

Tengbang!

Feng Yinyue's body flew backwards seven or eight meters, her clothes were broken a few times, and her face looked pale: "Even semi-saint martial arts is no match for him. Could it be that he is practicing the true holy martial arts..."

"It's not bad, I actually insisted on one or twenty moves in my hands."

The handsome boy smiled and showed a look of admiration.

At this moment, the aura on his body was fully revealed, and the invisible aura was pressing, making it difficult for Lei Zu and Feng Yinyue to breathe.

"The Eighth Level of Martial Arts..."

Lei Zuo was shocked and lost his voice.

The cultivation of the handsome boy surpassed all the young geniuses in the Tianwei Camp, and even Feng Yinyue was surpassed.

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

Zhao Feng's left eye swept through and his heart was thrilled.

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

It is really unimaginable that there is such a genius in the world, who 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 at its peak, and the holy realm is just a legend.

"Who are you!"

Feng Yinyue's eyes narrowed and she looked alert.

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

The handsome boy introduced.

Nangong Fan? Beimo?

The young men present were a little stunned and said they had never heard of it.

However, how could they not know that such a powerful genius is in Guangling Mansion?

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

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

Before everyone could react, a dull young man appeared out of thin air like a ghost.

The dull young man is also the manager of the Sanwei and Tianwei Camp.
To be continued...