Chapter 1687: High wind purple step!

Chen Feng stared at him and said coldly: "You have come long ago, haven't you? You have come long before Tian Bugui and the Invincible Army went to war, haven't you? You've been standing by and watching coldly, haven't you?"
Chen Feng asked these three questions one after another. The three questions were like three thunderstorms. Originally, Yan Yu's punishment was still an expression of his reasoning and Chen Feng's unreasonable expression, but now it suddenly became very embarrassing.
The corners of his mouth twitched, he coughed slightly, and said, "This, this..."
"You don't need this and that!"
Chen Feng suddenly said loudly: "Just tell me, yes or no?"
Yan Yupu was silent for a moment, and slowly nodded: "Yes, I was there last evening."
"Today's battle, I've been witnessing it from beginning to end!"
"You're witnessing, but you didn't take action!" Chen Feng stared at him, nodded, and a mocking sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I know this is the case, I know that these people in your court will do this!"
"No way, because your majesty thinks like this!" Yan Yuxun said suddenly.
He Yanyu had no respect for His Majesty the Emperor Qin in the punishment, and said lightly: "The emperor wants Qing Wudi to die, so naturally he doesn't want him to stay."
"The reason why I can't hide my action is because I know the emperor's thoughts. As long as you are alive, then everything is easy to say. As for the destruction of the Invincible Army, that would be great, so I can't make a move!"
Chen Feng nodded, he took a deep breath, and cooled his feelings of excitement and anger, and his heart was even more disappointed with Da Qin, and even more disappointed with the emperor.
He looked at Yan Yuxun and asked, "So, why are you here this time?"
Yan Yu said with a smile: "This time, it is good news. You have set up thousands of miles and wiped out so many rebels. The emperor has his own reward."
"This time I brought a large number of primordial stones, armor, weapons, and a good thing you must have dreamed of."
"Oh? Good thing? What good thing?" Chen Feng asked.
His heart was pounding, and he could be called a good thing by the knowledgeable deputy commander of the royal guard, then this thing must be extremely precious.
Yan Yupu smiled slightly, and a silk book appeared in his palm.
This silk book has a dark yellow color and a strange shape, and it has an ancient and desolate atmosphere. It has obviously existed for many years.
As soon as he took it out, Chen Feng felt as if there was wind moving in the air.
Then, he soon learned that this was not an illusion.
There was a breeze, and Chen Feng had a surprised expression on his face. The doors and windows of this hall had been closed tightly. Why was there a wind?
At the moment when he was surprised, the wind was getting stronger and stronger. At first it was a clear breeze, but later it has become a gale, blowing the paper in this hall into chaos, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and in the end it even turned that Big cases weighing several thousand catties were blown up.
In the end, even turning into a tornado, Chen Feng felt a little unstable when he was in the tornado.
Chen Feng was shocked: "What's the situation?"
He cast his gaze on the blue scroll in the palm of Yan Yu's punishment.
At this moment, a breeze swept across the surface of the cyan scroll, and dozens of small cyan vortexes were flying up and down around the scroll.
And this cyan vortex is definitely the culprit causing such a situation in the hall.
What shocked Chen Feng even more was that the cyan vortex clearly penetrated from the cyan scroll.
Chen Feng was surprised: "Could it be because of this blue scroll?"
"That's right." Yan Yupu smiled, closed his hands, and the blue scroll disappeared in his palm.
Suddenly, the wind in the hall disappeared without a trace!
A look of shock appeared on Chen Feng's face: "What is this? Just relying on a scroll to achieve such an effect? ​​Can such a powerful wind be created?"
"This thing is called a treasure. It's really not an exaggeration."
Yan Yupu smiled and said: "This is a martial arts secret book, which is given to you by your majesty this time."
"What? What a martial skill?" Chen Feng was even more shocked when he heard this.
If it is said that this is a scroll, a magic weapon, and can have such power, Chen Feng can still understand it, but it is just a martial art, and it can have such an effect, then this martial art is absolutely profound, and the level is absolutely extremely high. high.
Yan Yuxun looked at Chen Feng and said with a smile: "Prefecture-level seventh-rank martial arts, blasting purple electric step!"
"Baifeng Zidian step? Pre-level seventh-rank martial arts?" Chen Feng took a deep breath after listening, his heart surged and he could hardly bear it.
Footwork martial arts have always been very rare, especially those with high levels. Generally speaking, the rarity of footwork martial arts is equivalent to other martial arts two levels higher.
In other words, the rank of the 7th-rank footwork martial arts is at least equivalent to other 9th-rank martial arts.
And this time, it was unexpected to Chen Feng that His Majesty the Emperor would give him such a generous gift.
Yan Yuxun said softly: "This blasting purple electric step secret book is the highest-level footwork martial art in the entire Daqin royal secret collection, and it can even be said to be the highest-level step martial art of the entire Daqin."
"Your Majesty the Emperor is really generous to you this time, but," he said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "you don't have to be too grateful to him, he is actually murderous to you, it's just me. Always defend in front of him."
"If you are particularly humble and respectful to him, he will show compassion and reward you for this thing."
Chen Feng nodded: "I understand, to put it bluntly, it's like a man feeding a few more bones to an obedient dog!"
"Looking at your eagerness, I know that you can't wait any longer, no matter what, then I will break the example and give it to you first!" Yan Yuxun smiled and handed it to Chen Feng.
Chen Feng took the blue scroll with a smile on his lips.
As soon as he started, he could feel the cold wind from his palms and around his body. This was the first time Chen Feng had seen such a vision in martial arts.
No, it's not the first time. The first time should be Nine Yin and Nine Yang Divine Art.
The nine-yin and nine-yang divine art is directly a magical art that a dragon turns into, which is much higher than this level.
"I will come over tomorrow. That time I will officially come as an envoy to convey to you the emperor's will, and I will also send you the other armor and weapon essence stones tomorrow."
"Now, let's talk about the third princess."
Yan Yu punished that cynical face suddenly became serious and cold, staring at Chen Feng, and said one sentence at a time: "As far as I know, you seem to have made no progress with the three princesses so far!"