Chapter 798

"Ten thousand water Xuan palm......"

Looking at the script introduced by the script, Luo Feng turned to Ling Qingwu and said:

"this is the palm technique you used to fight with me last time, right?"

"Well."

Ling Qingwu nodded and said, "but my ten thousand water Xuan palm has only reached the third level. It can't combine hardness with softness. It can only play the power of 30% of this palm."

Luo Feng smacks his tongue secretly, but the power of 30% is so powerful. If Ling Qingwu cultivates the Xuanzhang of Wanshui to the sixth level, he may not be able to resist one move in the last fight.

Let go, Luo Feng looked at the bookshelf on the other side again, and put his palm on the yuan Qi mask of a fire red script.

"The great Luo Jinyan skill is a unique skill of Xuan level, which is divided into nine parts. It is said that it was a unique skill of chiyanmen two thousand years ago."

"If you cultivate this skill, your vitality can generate fire power. If you put your hand into it, it will destroy the heaven and destroy the earth! The first three self success methods are the great Luo Yanzhao skill, which is the best in Xuan level. Only when the practice of Da Luo Yan Zhao skill is complete can we continue to practice. The sixth one extends the golden flame feather clothing and integrates attack and defense. The ninth highest level can form the image of thousands of soldiers, invincible, without burning anything! "

"Da Luo Yan Zhao Gong......"

Luo Feng looks at the introduction of the script and raises his eyebrows.

He remembered that what Yang Waner had cultivated was the Da Luo Yan Zhao Gong. I don't know if he has cultivated Da Luo Jin Yan Gong now.

Ling Qingwu seemed to see through Luo Feng's idea, and said lightly:

"a month ago, Yang Waner's great Luo Yanzhao skill was complete. Begin to cultivate the great Luo Jinyan skill. "

"I guess so."

Luo Feng smiled, but not surprisingly. When Chu Yang Wan'er killed three leaders of the demon sect's blood Sabre guards with Da Luo Yanzhao's Kung Fu, his strength was extraordinary, and his kung fu level was not low.

Ling Qingwu seems reluctant to talk about Yang Waner. She goes to the innermost shelf and says:

"it's all boxing here."

Luo Feng nodded, walked over and glanced at the bookshelf. He was surprised in the bottom of his heart.

There are twenty or thirty volumes of secret scripts on the bookshelf, all of which are Xuanji unique fist techniques.

It's a unique fist skill of Xuan level. If you take any volume to the Jianghu, there will be a bloodbath, causing countless fighters to fight for their lives. There are so many!

"It's no wonder that countless people broke their heads and wanted to enter the golden palace..."

Looking at the secret script in front of him, Luo Feng couldn't help sighing.

Martial arts cultivation, resources and talents are extremely important.

The reason why there are so many experts in big and powerful schools is that they have sufficient resources.

The children of big and powerful families, even those with ordinary talents, who have been instructed by famous teachers since childhood, and who cultivate advanced martial arts, have received a large number of elixir supplies, and their achievements will not be too low.

However, the poor kids have to save money to buy a single elixir. The martial arts they cultivate are also common goods. They are hard to cultivate. If they want to surpass the rich kids, they have to pay more blood and sweat.

Because of this, countless people will enter the golden palace and the holy land as an opportunity for carp to leap into the dragon's gate.

Taking a breath, Luo Feng checks the boxing script on the shelf.

"Soft water sky cloud fist, Wuji Seven Star fist, Qingfeng mirror moon fist, Wuxiang flying leaf fist..."

Looking at the introduction of a volume of secret scripts, Luo Feng frowned gradually.

These fist techniques are all mysterious and unique, with great power, but none of them are suitable for him to practice.

Soft water sky cloud fist, like the ten thousand water Xuan palm that Ling Qingwu cultivates, is a kind of martial art that conquers hardness with softness. It can do four or two thousand catties.

Wuji Seven Star boxing needs to cooperate with the seven star Yao guangbu body method to play its maximum power.

Qingfeng Jingyue boxing, which stresses the combination of movement and stillness, is a boxing method with the change of reality and falsehood, and there is a hidden killing mechanism in its magnificence.

Wuxiang feiye fist has a high requirement for lightness skill. Its moves are light and gorgeous. It can reach the level of thousand hands Wuxiang and win with speed.

……

After reading eight boxing techniques, Luo Feng thought.

Up to now, his martial arts, no matter the Bahuang Bayan boxing or the Jinwu Damiao Dao, are all strong and domineering in style. Under one move, all evils are eliminated. He also likes this, and doesn't like too complicated things.

These fist techniques are mainly based on changes, which are suitable for women's cultivation, but not for him.

Ling Qingwu saw Luo Feng's face and said, "there has never been a male disciple in Linglong hall. You are the first."

Luo Feng knew the meaning of the other side's words and smiled bitterly.

"But I'm not used to this wriggling move. It's so happy that the enemy was killed immediately after a fight. "

"I guess you'll say the same."

Ling Qingwu skimmed his red lips, and Yu pointed to the next volume of secret collection, saying:

"of these fist techniques, I think only this volume is suitable for you."

"Oh?"

Luo Feng's palm is pasted on the lattice that Ling Qingwu points to.

Hum!

With a slight shake of the gas mask, lines of writing appeared.

"The king of fire fist is a unique fist technique of Xuan level. The cultivator must have a high level of comprehension and self-confidence, have a king's image in his heart, and can defeat all enemies! How can a cowardly man become king? It's hard to give full play to the essence of the king of fire fist! "

"There are four parts in this fist technique. Every time you raise one part, you can gather two arms of the king of fire. Once you reach four major achievements, you can achieve ten arms of the king of fire. With one fist, you will be invincible and invincible."

"Ten armed pagoda, invincible, invincible! What a bully

Looking at the introduction of the script, Luo Feng's eyes brightened.

Just look at these simple introductions, they are all hot. If you say the fist techniques you just saw, they are a sharp sword with cold light. This Tianhuo King fist is a unique sabre. If you don't win with sharpness, you can subdue people just by your momentum.

"This day, the fire king fist is too domineering. Except for the second Hall master, no one has practiced it for a long time. How do you feel? "

Ling Qingwu looks up at Luo Feng and asks.

"Very well, it is."

Luo Feng liked the king of fire fist very much. He turned to Ling Qingwu and said, "thank you very much! Thanks for your coming this time. I'll invite you to dinner. Thank you very much. "

"I'm not nanxuan."

Ling Qingwu gave Luo Feng a white look, and a rare smile appeared on her pretty face. She said calmly, "let's go."

"Well."

Luo Feng nodded and wrote down the position of the king of heaven's fire fist. They walked out side by side.

At this time, the airflow surged, and a slim figure appeared at the door of the third floor.

"Someone?"

Only the top ten inner disciples are qualified to enter and leave the third floor of Lingxiao Pavilion at will. Luo Feng has inquired and learned that Ling Qingwu ranks seventh among inner disciples, while Yang Waner ranks eighth. Seeing someone coming, he can't help looking forward to the past.

At the age of eighteen, the man is in a light blue uniform, which is very fit. He is graceful in body shape and good-looking in face. He wears a blue sword at his waist, which makes him look heroic. It is just a pair of eyes that makes him feel very cold.

"Senior sister."

Luo Feng bowed to the visitor.

Ling Qingwu doesn't care. It doesn't mean that others don't care. The other side is the top ten disciples of the inner door. Luo Feng should call elder martial sister.

The heroine took a look at Ling Qingwu. Dai Mei wrinkled slightly. When her eyes fell on Luo Feng, they became cold.

"Well, it seems that you have chosen the secret script. The Lord of the second hall is really eccentric. "

Yeah?

Luo Feng heard the irony in the other side's words, frowned slightly, stood up straight, looked over, and said:

"what do you mean, elder martial sister?"

The young woman raised her eyebrows and said, "that's what it means."

With that, the heroine smiled coldly and stopped talking. She turned to walk inside, but Luo Feng reached out and stopped her.

"Please make it clear."