Gallop in the air.
Lin Feng followed Peiru, his eyes slightly bright.
Flying on the ground feels completely different from flying on such a high mountain.
Moreover, the ''wind'' here is very strong.
It affects the speed.
But... Pei Ru was indifferent and unaffected.
The first-order speed of starsea level is fully exerted, as if air pressure and storm do not exist at all.
"Really extraordinary." Lin Feng thought in his heart.
To maintain normality under the influence of such environment, you need to control yourself to a very high level.
In particular, Peiru''s control of "body method" is obviously better than himself.
However, with Lin Feng''s strength, it is not difficult to keep up.
Xinghai level 5 has the strength of Xinghai level 7. If Pei Ru is a "runner", Lin Feng can easily keep up with him by "walking". Skills are important, but when strength reaches a certain level, sometimes skills become less important.
"See a person..." Lin Feng''s eyes flashed away.
In my mind, the scene of just stepping here came to mind in an instant.
The breath of the strong is still intertwined, which makes my memory fresh and palpitating.
…
The wind is getting stronger and stronger.
The storm here is better than caifei sect.
Lin Feng''s eyes were bright and thoughtful.
Soon——
"Step on!" Pei Ru landed and reached his destination.
Lin Feng''s eyes twinkled with a faint luster. It was not far from caifei sect, but the intensity of the oncoming storm was several times stronger. If you are not strong enough, you can feel a great sense of oppression just standing here.
"Go in, grandma is waiting for you." Peiru smiled.
Grandma?
Lin Feng has bright eyes.
This is a barren land. It seems that because the storm is too strong, even trees and flowers can''t survive. Only some weeds fly with the wind, showing strong toughness and vitality.
Looking into the distance, there was a rush of green. It seemed that I saw a figure vaguely.
Lin Feng stepped forward without asking more questions.
Although I don''t know who the "grandma" in Pei Ru''s mouth is, but
Soon, I will know.
…
Step! Step!
Lin Feng''s eyes were burning as he approached step by step.
Although he believed that Peiru would not "harm" himself, he remained cautious.
Intuition tells me that this "grandma" is not simple.
One step, one step.
Until——
"Chi!" the startling sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded.
Lin Feng''s eyes changed rapidly, and the light and shadow in front of him burst out. A cold light with a strong wind hit in an instant!
"What is this?" Lin Feng retreated quickly.
The fierce sound of breaking the air was full of strong war spirit.
The violent wind pressure seems to solidify the surrounding air, and the wind roars in my ears.
"It''s the storm whip method!" Lin Feng said secretly. His action was not slow. The ember magic gun clanked out of its sheath, and a streamer flashed from the fire red gun body. The black fog was burning and condensing. Lin Feng drank deeply, and the ember magic gun clanked out.
Weapons are as like as two peas, but their artistic conception is exactly the same.
"Shot in the storm!" Lin Feng''s eyes were bright.
The word "entanglement" will be decided!
Whip method and gun method are combined to form a unique rhythm.
"What''s this?" Lin Feng felt the violent wind pressure coming from the front, and took the eye of the storm as the center to form a small hurricane. The contact between the red whip and the ember magic gun immediately gained the upper hand, like a poisonous snake entangled its prey, and its softness and strength erupted in an all-round way!
"Bad." Lin Feng looked slightly changed.
But I didn''t expect to take advantage of myself as soon as I shot.
The same trick, displayed in the hands of the mysterious opponent, is even better than yourself!
Peng!!
Touch and touch.
Lin Feng felt a burst of tightness in his chest and was immediately bounced away.
But
Without any pain.
"Oh?" Lin Feng''s eyes suddenly brightened.
The cold light was gone, and the goal was an old woman whose height was only on her chest.
Dry face, wrinkling thick wrinkles, age is great. In front of her, the fire red whip hovered as if it had vitality.
"Come again!" Lin Feng''s eyes were deep.
He galloped forward for a moment. Although the war just ended, he benefited a lot.
The same trick, the same power.
He is inferior to himself.
What does that mean?
"The shooting method is the same as the whip method, and the artistic conception is not higher."
"I lost because..."
Lin Feng''s eyes were bright and radiant. He fought again and felt the strong wind again.
With a long whip in the middle of the storm eye, the hurricane presents the most perfect "storm whip method" that Pei Hong once practiced.
Pei Hong of that day was just a little storm eye.
But the "grandma" in front of her is playing a violent wind pressure!
Completely different power!
"So this is the real storm shooting!" Lin Feng''s eyes were bright.
As if he understood something, a window in his heart was opened, and Lin Feng''s heart beat faster.
The ember magic gun waved out again and again like a meteor and kept in contact with the fire red whip. Each time, although they were defeated, they made their hearts tremble. There was a scene in their mind that seemed to move dimly, and their feelings were more and more profound.
Deeply understand.
…
Lin Feng, completely into his own world.
The fighting had long stopped because Lin Feng was no longer needed.
The real "storm whip method" is completely realized. The violent wind pressure is like installing the head of a long gun, with infinite power.
The ember magic gun is sometimes fast and sometimes sensitive. Lin Feng constantly understands it.
This is an extremely rare opportunity.
But
to know is easy , but to do is difficult.
Understanding is one thing, trying to do it is another.
Lin Feng frowned tightly. The ember magic gun in his hand was unpredictable, but the storm shooting had already taken shape. It''s not easy to change the existing mode!
"What is it?"
"How can we show the real power of storm shooting?"
"Where does this wind pressure come from?"
Lin Feng fell into deep thinking, like stepping into a maze.
Lin Feng is very savvy. It is incredible that he can change the whip method he has fought into the gun method.
Again and again, again and again.
Lin Feng kept shooting in the storm, and his willpower was quite firm.
Since it starts, it won''t stop!
…
"Something''s missing."
"What is it?"
Lin Feng clenched his teeth tightly and felt that he was only a short distance from the key point.
But it seems that there is a piece of paper separated, but I can''t see it.
Suddenly——
"Zheng!" a clear piano sound sounded.
It''s like waking up your consciousness in the quiet of that empty valley.
"This is..." Lin Feng''s eyes lit up instantly, flashing a faint luster.
For a moment, the melodious movement of light jump appeared with the notes, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, like a gurgling stream. Lin Feng stopped, closed his eyes and felt the movement. His heart was as quiet as dust, as if he felt something.
Suddenly, the piano sound was fast and the wind and cloud turned pale.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
It''s like a soldier''s attack, clanging and ringing.
Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, shining fiercely.
Kill! The ember magic gun rises again.
Holding it in his hand, as if he had a soul, the gun turned and formed a vortex.
The air seemed to condense from the center, making a buzzing sound and a crying sound. Lin Feng was shocked, "yes, that''s the feeling!"
A strange feeling that I had never had struck me.
Lin Feng''s eyes became more and more fierce as the piano sound was suddenly high.
"Zheng!" the ember magic gun seems to have vitality.
The body of the gun was like a dragon going out to sea and rushing into the sky, with a strong buzzing sound. It forms a small storm eye, but it expands in an instant and is full of great pressure. The strong wind suddenly coagulates, flying sand and stones, and the flame is extremely terrible.
The same move, with a whip and a long gun, is fundamental——
There are two concepts!
"Boom!!" Lin Feng''s gun roared and vibrated.
The dignified figure was full of strong excitement, and the ember magic gun danced wildly.
Finally, find this feeling!
"How can whip and gun be confused?"
"Although the two have something in common, it is completely different to trigger a storm!"
"The long whip is flexible, which itself is the representative of ''softness''; while the long gun is full of strength and pressure."
"To condense the eye of the storm and exert the wind pressure, the long gun is more difficult than the whip, but..."
"More powerful!"
Lin Feng''s eyes were bright and he felt very excited.
The promotion of storm shooting is like opening a window and understanding a lot in an instant.
The key lies in rhythm and rhythm!
"It''s the piano sound!" Lin Feng was shocked, and his blurred eyes were bright for a moment.
As soon as the ember magic gun was collected, Lin Fenglian looked back. Not far away, Pei Ru was looking at himself with a smile, sitting on the ground, with an ancient Qin in front of him, transmitting a strong charm. Obviously, the piano sound is made by Pei Ru.
"Thank you, master." Lin Feng bowed slightly.
But real people don''t show their faces. Pei Ru is much more powerful than he thought.
Although he is only the first level of Xinghai, his attainments in "Qin sound" are extremely profound.
Peiru didn''t speak, but nodded with an indifferent smile and looked at Lin Feng suddenly.
Even turned around, Lin Feng''s eyes burned. Not far away, with her hands on her back, the slightly hunched old woman nodded to herself with a satisfied smile, "little guy, quite good."
"Thank you for your advice." Lin Feng arched his hand.
"Don''t call me an elder. It''s ugly." the old woman frowned. "Call me grandma."
Lin Feng was stunned and immediately said with a smile, "yes, grandma."
"Well," said the old woman with satisfaction, "sure enough, as the disciple said, the little guy has a good understanding."
Pop! The fiery red whip in her hand rose again, a faint light was reflected in the old woman''s eyes, and the slightly camel''s back seemed to straighten up, "come on, try this third move again!"
Lin Feng''s eyes were bright for a moment.
What grandma said is obviously the third move of wood carving.
It is the same artistic conception as the "nine Jiao shooting" created by myself!
"Please give me some advice." Lin Feng''s eyes are very bright and his fighting spirit is boiling.
But I didn''t expect to meet such an expert in caifei sect, just as master Hai said.
Fighting spirit world, how many are the strong in the hidden world!
... (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at Qidian. Com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)