After Song Fangying left, Xu Haifeng returned to his residence with a satisfied heart.

  Since he grasped the spiritual power, a strange idea emerged in his heart, as if he was already high above, all-powerful.

  The spiritual world is indeed mysterious and extraordinary. His inner strength was actually not as good as Lin Changkong's, but at this time, let alone one-on-one, even if it were one-on-two or one-on-three, he had the confidence to defeat them.

  That's the gap, the qualitative gap.

  He finally understands why there is only one level difference between Zong Shi and Yi Pin, but the actual strength of the two is as different as heaven and earth.

  Whether it was the Wolf of the Prairie, Lizhi, or Xia Yakun, the most outstanding disciple of Xingzongmen in hundreds of years, they all possessed top-notch strength, only one step away from the realm of the Sect Master.

  But this last step seemed like a distance of a thousand miles, unreachable.

  Now he is fearless and composed, no matter who he is with, he can be calm and collected. Thinking back to when he first met Gu Daoxun in the Western camp, when he first met Han Xian Di in Lin'an City, when he first met Taiyi Zhenren in the capital, all these performances seem like a dream, as if they were from another lifetime.

  He has not touched Tang Rouer and other women so far, but it's not that he can't.

  In fact, as long as he is willing, he can go to Wushan with all the women at any time, and they will not refuse.

  He was not constrained by worldly etiquette, but rather sensed that in the hearts of Tang Rou'er and other women, marriage was taken very seriously.

  Although they did not object to dedicating their chastity, they were resentful in their hearts for not having had a grand wedding.

  So although he didn't take this set to heart, for the beautiful wishes of a few beloved women, he still decided to tolerate it for the time being. Moreover, there was the most important point, since he knew that there was such a divine art as Xuan Tian Ya Nu Gong in the world that could make the woman's youth eternal, he had made up his mind to wait until they had achieved their goals before plucking them one by one.

  The beauty of youth is far more important than temporary pleasures.

  Love is not just a carnal pleasure, but also a spiritual collision that is no less enjoyable than the union of fish and water.

  Especially after gaining insight into spiritual power, he has a particularly deep feeling in this regard.

  Just as he was about to go to bed, Lingwu had another premonition and couldn't help but sigh: "Tonight is truly a night of many things."

  He moved his body and had already floated out of the house. He held his head high and walked with big strides, flowing like a star in the camp.

  His superhuman spiritual sense allowed him to calmly avoid countless sentries, and the heavily guarded northern camp seemed like his own backyard, advancing unimpeded.

  Hamidi and others said that only a handful of top masters at the level of Zong Shi could have achieved the feat of stealing away Liu Ting.

  It is precisely because only these extraordinary and transcendent talents have this mysterious heavenly inspiration. Apart from this, no one else can avoid the heavy guard and quietly take people away without a sound.

  No matter how reasonable the guardian's arrangement is, unless it is a blood wine warrior of the Black Flag Army.

  Otherwise, as long as he is human, it is impossible for him to maintain a state of high alertness throughout the night. As soon as he lets his guard down, someone with superior strength can easily slip past him from an angle that is beyond his field of vision.

  The difficulty lies in mastering the mental state and activity range of the guarding personnel. At this time, the spiritual power unique to the master has a place to be used.

  The emperors of the Great Han, the chanyus of the Xiongnu, and the Caesars all revered their national teachers to such an extent that they elevated them to a high position.

  What is feared most is their special ability to behead people even under the protection of a large army.

  There is no one in the world who does not want to kill, but there are those whom they cannot kill.

  This is the true evaluation of the world's people towards the Zong Shi. But that was before Qin Yong appeared, since this freak arrived, too many impossible records have been broken on his body, even the Xiongnu people secretly gave him a nickname of "Zong Shi Killer".

  Just like now, Xu Haifeng didn't deliberately pay attention to the positions and movements of various sentries in the camp, but he traversed the camp in an instant and arrived at a small hill several miles away.

  "Lai Zongzhuzhao invited me, I don't know what guidance he has." Xu Haifeng looked at the straight back like a pine tree and said lightly.

  That person turned around, and it was none other than the Grand Master of the Demon Sect, Li Yanbo.

  "It's been three days since we parted ways, and now I'm looking at you with new eyes. Your growth has exceeded my expectations!" Li Yanbo exclaimed.

  Xu Haifeng bowed respectfully and thanked, "If not for the elder's generous gift of the Giant Spirit Palm, I may not have achieved this accomplishment."

  Li Yanbo calmly accepted his courtesy and said: "Since you have made such progress, let's fulfill the promise of three moves that we didn't finish in the capital."

  These three moves were agreed upon when Xu Haifeng had just become a second-rate master, but how could the Xu Haifeng of that time be compared to today's?

  He didn't even dare to make a move, and opened his mouth to call for help. This led to the humanoid violent dragon Qin Yong's great battle with Li Dazongshi, breaking the myth of the invincible world of the master.

  At this time, Xu Haifeng was incomparable to his past self. He listened and only smiled, saying: "What can't be obtained by seeking."

  Li Yanbo's eyes showed a hint of approval, and the two locked gazes, although no movement was seen, but in their spiritual world, they had already exchanged blows for some time.

  Li Yanbo had entered the realm of the Venerable for over a decade, and his spiritual power was far stronger than Xu Haifeng's. However, no matter how hard he tried to suppress it, Xu Haifeng managed to hold on to that one spark within his Lingtai, which flickered but refused to be extinguished amidst the storm.

  His body was constantly circulating with alien blood, and whenever he showed signs of weakness, there would always be a strand of pure-blooded energy that transformed into an ethereal spiritual force, allowing him to barely hold on.

  Refine essence into energy, refine energy into spirit.

  His spirit was like a small and weak sapling, suffered countless storms and insect pests ravages, but met danger without fear, self-strengthening tirelessly, finally grew into a towering tree that shaded the sky.

  Li Yanbo's figure flashed and he disappeared like a ghost in an instant.

  Xu Haifeng closed his eyes and struck out with a massive palm, meeting the large hand that had suddenly appeared in space.

  His palms clashed, and Xu Haifeng involuntarily retreated three steps before resolving the powerful palm strike that Li Yanbo had executed with five successful forces.

  "The second move." Li Yanbo let out a light shout, took big strides forward, and his palm struck the chest with a calm and composed tone.

  For this solid slap, Xu Haifeng showed great importance, he sank his waist and sat on the horse, with all his might, a punch was blasted out.

  The two fists intersected, and Li Yanbo let out a light hum, clearly beyond his expectations.

  Xu Haifeng's punch seemed fierce and violent, but the force contained within was actually very small. As soon as it came into contact with Li Yanbo's palm, he immediately borrowed the force to retreat.

  His technique was not uncommon, but being able to deceive Master Lei's spiritual awareness was a shocking matter.

  Under the pressure of Li Yanbo's strong spiritual power, Xu Haifeng made another breakthrough and successfully integrated the special skills taught by Jiang Kongming - acting skills into his own spiritual awareness and moves.

  His action just now was filled with a resolute determination to never look back, a heroic spirit that would not return, his entire body and mind were interpreting the sublime meaning of this ancient famous saying.

  That incomparable infectious power also caused Li Yanbo to make a wrong judgment, and he narrowly blocked the second move.

  "Good." Li Yanbo gave a thumbs up, loudly cheering for this young man who rose like a comet. This child will surely shine brightly in the future and may even reach heights that his predecessors have never reached.

  As the sea breeze stabilized, Li Yanbo said: "The third move is coming, are you ready?"

  Xu Haifeng made a strange gesture with his hands and said, "Please, senior, teach me."

  Li Yanbo nodded and said, "The Giant Spirit Palm is what I taught you. Now let's see the true power of the Giant Spirit Palm."

  He stood still, several meters away from Xu Haifeng, but at this moment he raised his hand and a palm strike came flying over.

  The surrounding space seemed to collapse simultaneously in this instant, and Li Yanbo's palm appeared to be a whirlpool with strong suction power. All intangible substances in nature were affected by it, even the air became much thinner.

  Although the moonlight was bright, Xu Haifeng felt a darkness in front of him, as if he had suddenly fallen into an endless black hole, plunging him into infinite terror.

  Here, his five senses and cognitive abilities have greatly declined, and he can no longer perceive the danger that is approaching.

  Jū Líng Zhǎng, this is the true essence of Jū Líng Zhǎng. In comparison, the few palm techniques Xǔ Hǎi Fēng used before were just minor magic compared to real magic, and didn't even have one-tenth of its power.

  Although Xu Haifeng has barely managed to match Li Yanbo in terms of mental state, his martial arts skills are ultimately far inferior, and when they truly engage in combat, the gap between them becomes apparent at a glance.

  The realm of the grandmaster is not just about possessing profound and mysterious spiritual power, but also about having an equally formidable strength that inspires awe.

  At this critical moment, Xu Haifeng's hands suddenly began to rotate in mid-air.

  With a deep and heavy pressure in the air, from slow to fast, until the entire force field is rolled up.

  Taiji Divine Power, the stronger it encounters, the stronger it becomes. Created by Zhang Sanfeng in his later years, Taiji Divine Power is best at using weakness to overcome strength, defending while attacking, and stands out from all other martial arts of this world.

  Li Yanbo's face turned grave for the first time, his giant spirit palm had already sealed off all of Xu Haifeng's escape routes. This palm strike was launched, even if Tu Haitang were here, he would have no choice but to engage in a fierce battle with him.

  But Xu Haifeng unexpectedly used a kind of unprecedented martial arts, forcibly destroying the perfect and flawless true energy field, making this palm not exert half of its effect and dissipating into thin air.

  "What kind of kung fu is this?" Lí Yàn Bō looked at him for half a moment before finally asking.

  Xu Haifeng stood facing him, looking at each other equally, with a completely equal posture. He smiled and said: "It's the junior's unique skill, Tai Chi Fist."

  "What a great Tai Chi move! Li was amazed. You young man have a bright future ahead of you, Rong can rest assured to leave the softness to you."

  After finishing speaking, Li Yanbo laughed loudly and floated away, disappearing from sight in just a few ups and downs.

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