Chapter 79 Super Genius Bei Mo

Boom!

That loud noise shocked many young geniuses in the Tianwei Camp.

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

"Who are those two teenagers who knocked Lei Zoo away with one move."

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

All the teenagers looked sideways, shocked.

Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei, who were discussing with each other, were also shocked by this momentum.

I saw that the wooden house that originally belonged to Lezzo collapsed and fell apart.

Rezzo himself, covered by the dust board, shouted in anger, and flew out of the dust.

"You two, how dare you destroy my house without fear of punishment from the Tianwei Camp!"

Lei Zuo wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his palms condensed more fierce martial arts inner strength, and the wind and wind made a sound.

"We are not members of the Tianwei camp."

The Pian Pian boy pouted, as if nothing to do with him was hanging up high.

The old-fashioned young man who started it didn't say a word.

"The wind breaks the sky!"

Lei Zuo was burning with anger, and the inner strength of the martial arts in his palms condensed and erupted again, forming a fierce wind that rolled and tore, roaring and rushing towards the two uninvited guests.

This move is already the peak of his martial arts seventh-level full-strength strike, which is enough to kill several warriors at once.

"let me!"

The elegant young man smiled lightly, his whole body was surrounded by a layer of white air waves, he swirled with one hand, and a strange and invisible palm force rushed away, actually sucking Lei Zuo's mighty move without a trace.

"what!"

Lei Zuo felt his body leaning forward uncontrollably, with a horrified expression on his face.

"Hehe, come down!"

The Pian Pian boy swirled with one hand again, and Lezzo felt that there was an invisible vortex under his feet, dragging his body down.

thump!

Lei Zuo fell to the ground and was swept away a few meters by the elegant young man.

"Hey, it seems that the Tianwei Camp doesn't have any talented geniuses."

The handsome young man shook his head.

"I said it before."

The old-fashioned teenager is concise and to the point. The implication is that I said earlier that it was not necessary, it was you who insisted on pulling me...

The young man was speechless for a while.

A battle ended in an instant.

hiss!

The young geniuses in the Tianwei Camp were terrified and gasped.

Lezzo, who was ranked second in the Ten Heavens Guard, lost without any resistance.

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

Zhao Feng was slightly surprised.

He was sure that the martial arts move that the Pian Pian young man had just defeated Lei Zuo was at least at the semi-holy level!

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

An indifferent and clear voice walked out of a wooden house next to it.

Swish!

The handsome silver-haired boy figure appeared near the dust.

"Wind Yinyue!"

The youths of the Tianwei Camp all showed their joy.

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

After Lei Zuo was promoted to the seventh level, he once fought Feng Yinyue and lost to ten moves.

"Huh? Seems like a decent genius."

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

Feng Yinyue stood on the spot, a layer of silver phantom flowing around her body, and her silver-haired clothes fluttered.

Boom!

The figures of the two teenagers staggered in an instant, and with a burst of sound, the air wave rolled over, leaving a scratch on the ground.

"Fantasy!"

Feng Yinyue performed the remnants of holy martial arts, and her movements were like the phantom of the phantom moon.

"Wind vortex magic!

The Pian Pian youth stood still, with his hands together, forming a circle of white air waves up and down around his body, like ripples in water, but the center was getting deeper and deeper.

what!

Feng Yinyue only felt her body suffocate, being pulled by an invisible force.

"What kind of cultivation technique is this? My holy-grade residual style has almost no power to fight back."

Feng Yinyue's body technique failed, and she had to be forced to shake the opponent.

Ugh!

The elegant young man swept his hands, the wind whistled and vibrated all around, and the white air waves quickly twisted, forming circles of circles, which bound the wind and the moon incessantly.

"Illusory Moon Sky Slash!"

Feng Yinyue let out a startled cry, and the silver light gas between her arms was chilled and turned into a phantom-like blade, confronting the elegant young man.

The two forces continued for a moment, and the surrounding air waves and winds rolled,

In the end, Pian Pian's martial arts had a deep inner strength, annihilating Feng Yinyue's semi-holy martial arts.

Teng Bang!

Feng Yinyue's body flew upside down seven or eight meters, her clothes were torn in several places, and her face paled slightly: "Not even a half-sacred martial arts opponent, could it be that he is practicing true holy martial arts..."

"Not bad, I actually insisted on a dozen or two tricks in my hands."

The handsome young man smiled and showed admiration.

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

"The Eighth Level of Martial Arts..."

Rezzo was stunned.

The cultivation of that elegant young man overwhelmed 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 eighth level."

Zhao Feng's left eye flickered, his heart skipping a beat.

Another old-fashioned boy, whose cultivation was even more terrifying, reached the peak of the eighth level.

It is really hard to imagine that there are such geniuses in the world, who are only fifteen or sixteen years old, and whose 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 a peak, and the holy realm is just a legend.

"Who are you!"

Feng Yinyue's eyes narrowed, her face vigilant.

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

The young boy introduced.

Nangong Fan? North ink?

The young people present were slightly startled, saying that they had never heard of it.

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

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

From the attic in the middle of the wasteland, a voice came.

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

The Mune youth is also Sanwei, the head of the Tianwei Camp.

"I have seen my brother."

Nangong Fan and Bei Mo saluted one after another.

Brother? Sanwei turned out to be the senior brothers of these two?

Lezzo and the others rolled their eyes and swallowed the words that were about to be sued and questioned.

"Let me introduce you, these two are disciples of Marquis Guangjun."

The dumb youth said to the youths in the Tianwei camp.

"The apprentice of Marquis Guangjun?"

All the talented youngsters present looked at these two uninvited guests with expressions of admiration, envy, and jealousy.

"No wonder it's so powerful, it turned out to be the apprentice of Marquis Guangjun."

Many geniuses were relieved.

"I heard that Master will leave the customs in half a month, and may have to select disciples in the Tianwei Camp. We came to observe one or two."

Nangong Fan laughed.

The old-fashioned boy next to him, namely Bei Mo, had a look of lack of interest.

"Junior Brother Bei, there are also one or two good geniuses in my Tianwei camp. One of them may be better than you in terms of what you are good at."

Sanwei smiled mysteriously.

As soon as these words came out, Nangong Fan and Bei Mo immediately showed interest.

"Who?"

Bei Mo turned his eyes and glanced at the geniuses on the wasteland.

In the eyes of the two of them, the only genius in the Tianwei Camp was Feng Yinyue.

"Zhao Feng."

There was a slight smile on the corner of the dumb young man's mouth, and his eyes moved to Zhao Feng who was not far away.

"Master Sanwei has something to do with me?"

Zhao Feng was a little weird and walked in front of a few people.

he?

Nangong Fan and Bei Mo stared at him in unison.

At the same time, being stared at by a genius of the eighth level of martial arts and the peak of the eighth level, Zhao Feng also felt the pressure.

"Junior Brother Bei, your talent is very good, especially your memory is astonishing. You can never forget it. Even your master praised it. However, compared with Zhao Feng, you may be inferior."

Sanwei said calmly.

"Hehe, is there really such a thing?"

Nangong Fan was also excited.

These two seem to be deliberately trying to attack their junior brother Bei.

Yes, Junior Brother Beimo's talent is really perverted, almost to the point where the two of them are envious.

In terms of talent, comprehension and other aspects, Bei Mo is far superior to the two of them.

Now that the dumb youth has finally found a person who can surpass Bei Mo in terms of memory, and who is from the Tianwei Camp he is in charge of, naturally he will not miss this opportunity.

"I do not believe."

Bei Mo said three words lightly.

"How does Bibi know?"

Nangong Fan couldn't wait, even though he didn't quite believe it.

Soon, several people entered the pavilion in the middle of the wasteland together.

Without saying a word, the dumb young man took out a copy of the martial arts secret realm and slapped it on the table: "This is a semi-holy martial arts, "Smoke Waves Without Shadows"."

Semi-holy martial arts?

Zhao Feng's eyes lit up.

"The two of you should have never learned this martial art."

He glanced at Zhao Feng and Bei Mo.

"No!"

Both Bei Mo and Zhao Feng shook their heads.

"The rules are like this, the two of you will remember the content of this martial arts as quickly as possible."

Muffled Youth Road.

"I'll come first."

Bei Mo took the book and turned it page by page.

During this process, he concentrated his attention, his whole person seemed to be transformed into a stone sculpture, and his eyes were as deep as abyss.

After about half a cup of tea, Bei Mo read the entire book and said calmly, "You can click on any page or line at will."

"let me."

Nangongfan snatched the semi-holy martial arts of "The Shadowless Step of the Smoke Wave", and clicked several places at random, but Bei Mo was recited like a fluent, not a word.

This performance made Zhao Feng slightly surprised.

Since integrating into his left eye, this is the first time he has seen a truly unforgettable genius, stronger than he expected.

"Zhao Feng, it's your turn."

The dull young man smiled.

Zhao Feng nodded, took the "Smoke Wave Shadowless Step" cheat book, his left eye condensed, and he quickly flipped through the book.

Swish! Swish! shuh...

After about a few dozen breaths, Zhao Feng returned the secret book to the dumb young man and replied, "It's alright."

So fast?

Both Bei Mo and Nangong Fan were a little surprised and questioned.

The two took turns to point out the contents of several places in the cheat book, and Zhao Feng read them out word for word.

"Too strong, his memory really surpasses Junior Brother Bei."

Nangong Fan was extremely excited, as if he could hit Junior Brother Bei Mo, which was a big happy event.

"I do not believe!"

Bei Mo glanced at the dull youth and Zhao Feng, obviously suspecting that the two of them were deceiving him.

Zhao Feng doesn't care, anyway, he has obtained a footwork of a semi-holy martial arts, and he can make a profit without losing money.

"How do you want to prove it?" The dumb young man asked back.

Snapped!

Bei Mo took out a martial arts secret book from his body, and said indifferently: "Semi-sacred martial arts, "Gui Yuan Qi Art"!"