The old store in the west of the city, the figure of Dongfang Ming jumped down from the roof and landed on the second floor with a single leap. He didn't stop for a moment, his feet tapping rapidly as he borrowed momentum to dash into the first room on the right, without even knocking on the door, he directly pushed it open and entered.

  Suddenly, a fierce and intense killing aura burst forth.

  He raised his eyes and saw that Zhebie had already strung an arrow on the bowstring, and the tip of the arrow shone brighter in the reflection of the flames.

  Fang Ming maintained his original posture, he didn't dare to move even a little. He only urgently called out from his mouth: "Xu Haifeng is in trouble, inside the imperial palace in the city."

  Zhe Bie's pupils suddenly contracted and he said coldly: "Direction?"

  He pointed due south with his hand and said, "From here, go straight, over 221 houses, that's it."

  Zhe Bie didn't even say thank you, put away his bow and stood up, jumping onto the rooftop.

  But just as he jumped onto the roof, a black shadow suddenly appeared from nowhere and swiftly passed by his side, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

  There is no one else under the heavens who can achieve such speed except for Monkey King alone.

  "Who are you? How should I address you?" asked Cheng Xuanfeng in surprise.

  His cultivation naturally revealed that Li Mingtang's martial arts had already reached a high level, surpassing Xu Haifeng.

  It's simply unbelievable that a master of this level has never been heard of before.

  A master who can reach the level of a grandmaster, which one is not experienced in hundreds of battles and has gone through life and death to touch the peak of martial arts under the coincidence of opportunities.

  Each of these sect leaders was once a renowned martial arts master.

  Before Taiyi True Man set foot in Jianghu, this was an iron law, an unbreakable iron law.

  However, forty years ago, the True Man of Taiyi took action in anger in the north border and killed Yerulung, who was known as the number one person among the Xiongnu people. And before that, no one knew that this old Taoist priest, who was over seventy years old, was actually a top master-level expert.

  It was he who broke the myth that no one had been able to break for a thousand years, and it was he who was revered as the leader of the three great masters.

  Since Cheng Xuanfeng couldn't recognize Li Mingtang's identity, he naturally thought of Taiyi Zhenren.

  Facing Cheng Xuanfeng's inquiry, Li Mingtang did not say a word, but stood in front of Xu Haifeng with the crescent-shaped spade held casually on his shoulder.

  Cheng Xuanfeng couldn't help but feel indignant, what kind of identity did he have, wherever he went, everyone was respectful to him, and when had anyone ever been so rude, directly showing a arrogant and disdainful attitude.

  However, in an instant, he came to his senses. Why was he so restless today and actually enraged by the other person's attitude?

  He raised an eyebrow, looked down at the torn collar on his chest, and suddenly understood. Just now, Xu Haifeng's desperate sword had not only hurt him physically but also opened a crack in his spiritual fortress, leaving a flaw in his heart.

  Although this crack is small and difficult to detect, if he encounters an opponent of the same level, it may become a crucial opportunity for him to fall and die.

  This young man was actually able to break through his full-strength palm strike, a fact that truly exceeded his expectations.

  Cheng Xuanfeng glanced at Xu Haifeng, who had regained some of his strength and was standing steadily again. Perhaps in less than ten years, he would be able to go all out against him.

  And this thick-browed and big-eyed fellow was clearly his subordinate, the Black Flag Army actually had so many masters, which added three points of worry to his heart.

  "What senior said is absolutely right, junior's current skills are shallow and indeed do not have the qualifications to challenge seniors. If there is any achievement in the future, I will definitely come to learn from you again." Xuhai Feng bowed deeply and said.

  Cheng Xuanfeng's eyes were complex, his thick eyebrows furrowed, and after a brief moment, he said: "You can leave, but this person cannot."

  Xu Haifeng was taken aback, and suddenly understood his meaning. He smiled and said: "This man is a soldier in my Black Flag Army. If you want to keep him, I'm afraid I won't be able to sit back and do nothing. It can't be helped, so let's have a duel!"

  Cheng Xuanfeng's deeply furrowed eyebrows gradually relaxed, and he smiled: "That's natural, as long as you don't blame this old man for bullying the young."

  Xu Haifeng smiled and nodded, the Jing Xin Jue was indeed the number one extraordinary skill in the world. His true energy had already recovered by 30% in this moment. However, his face had a hint of eerie redness. Others didn't know, but he knew clearly that the consequences of that sword strike were extremely severe, and he had suffered serious internal injuries.

  Xu Haifeng reached out and placed his hand on Li Mingtang's back, his entire body seemingly weightless as he stuck to his back.

  No need for verbal communication, Li Ming Tang immediately understood Xu Haifeng's idea. The crescent moon shovel on his shoulder was like a spring, suddenly jumping into the air, carrying a thunderous momentum to sweep across Cheng Xuanfeng's waist.

  Cheng Xuanfeng heard the unusual sound of the shovel, slightly revealing a look of surprise, and took a small step back, just avoiding that one shovel. The strong wind brought by the crescent-shaped shovel blew his clothes rustling loudly.

  This unassuming crescent-shaped shovel was surprisingly heavy, and it shocked him once again.

  Who would have thought that Li Ming Tang took a step forward, stretched out his hand and pushed the crescent shovel, and the sweeping shovel started to rotate like a flying wheel, rolling towards Cheng Xuan Feng.

  Cheng Xuanfeng's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself that no matter how many years he had spent traveling the world, he had never seen such a strange technique. This person must have a special set of skills to match. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to wield such a heavy crescent moon spade as if it were a familiar copper rod, playing tricks with it.

  Although he had never seen Qin Yong with his own eyes, he also knew that this person was by no means the invincible warrior known as the human-shaped violent dragon.

  If Qin Yong could also set foot in the realm of the ancestors, then this title of number one under heaven would have long since belonged to him.

  His figure retreated violently and instantly withdrew to the corner of the wall. There were flower beds everywhere, and the corner was even more overgrown with several old vines.

  Cheng Xuanfeng stretched out his hand and pulled, an old vine suddenly broke with a loud noise. He held the old vine and flew back to the original place, his internal force was everywhere, and the old vine wrapped around the flying crescent shovel like a spiritual snake.

  Li Ming Tang's expressionless face accelerated the movement of his crescent shovel, but no matter how swiftly the crescent shovel swung, Cheng Xuan Feng's figure always managed to follow his rhythm like a shadow. The old rattan in his hand had become as hard as iron under the powerful internal force infusion, and it easily broke off with a light pull.

  A gentle and extremely soft inner force flowed along the old vines, through the crescent shovel, and pressed into Li Ming Tang's body.

  However, the inner force had not yet approached Li Mingtang's pair of large hands when it was struck by the majestic and unmatched true energy that had been scooped up, causing it to shatter into dust. The old vines wrapped around the crescent-shaped scoop also broke inch by inch, ceasing to exist.

  Cheng Xuanfeng's face changed color for the first time, and under the contact of his internal force just now, he immediately knew that being able to exert such a powerful and overbearing internal force was not something Li Mingtang could do alone.

  That is the culmination of Xi and Li's entire cultivation, combining their strengths into one entity. Relying on two super masters at the level of a sect master, they trust each other as if they were one person. Only when their internal forces complement each other can they achieve such might.

  Xu Haifeng's spiritual awareness was almost as strong as his, and after the two of them joined forces, neither their internal strength nor their techniques were inferior to his.

  If we talk about endurance, then under the heavens, who can surpass Xu Haifeng's inheritance of Taiyi True Person's static heart technique?

  Cheng Xuanfeng's body was in constant motion, but his heart was filled with bitter smiles one after another.

  In this case, unless he doesn't care about the consequences and is willing to have both sides suffer losses, there's really nothing they can do about it.

  Suddenly, his expression changed, and he retreated swiftly, the remaining old vine in his hand shot out dozens of times around him like a sword.

  A dark shadow, like a ghost or a demon, surrounded him and turned dozens of times in an instant. This shadow was not simply circling around him, but was advancing and retreating, moving with the rhythm of his movements. As long as he let his guard down for a moment, the dagger on the shadow's hand, shining with a bright blue light, would ruthlessly pierce into his body.

  What kind of person is this? What kind of martial arts is this?

  Even with his martial arts skills and spiritual awareness, he could only barely defend himself and was unable to launch any counterattacks, all due to the figure's unparalleled absolute speed.

  Jiang Gongming once said, "Under heaven, all martial arts are impenetrable, only speed is invincible."

  Absolute speed brings absolute power.

  Cheng Xuanfeng's astonishment in his heart cannot be described by any pen or ink, such speed has absolutely exceeded the limits of human body. Even Li Yanbo, who is known for his speed among the three great masters, would be left speechless and unable to catch up with him.

  The Black Flag Army, what kind of troops are they?

  Whether it's the humanoid violent dragon Qin Yong, the invincible archer Zhebie, or Jiang Kongming who left behind a legendary military book, they are all almost impossible to appear as top-notch figures.

  Now there is another master-level top-notch expert and this young man who has a speed that surpasses the limits of human physiology, which also makes him headache.

  The power of the Black Flag Army should not be underestimated, and perhaps they can indeed withstand the mighty army of the Khitan.

  "Xu Xiaoyou, today I am unable to defeat you, how about we end this battle here?" Cheng Xuanfeng closed his eyes, relying solely on his spiritual awareness to sense the Monkey Boy's every move. He wielded a bamboo sword and struck out with it, even if he couldn't harm the Monkey Boy, he wanted to force him to retreat three steps back.

  Absolute speed can indeed achieve remarkable results against ordinary people, but when facing a master-level expert, its effectiveness is naturally greatly reduced.

  Li Mingtang stood beside Xu Haifeng, his robes fluttering without wind, and he had already mustered all his strength, ready to join forces with the Monkey Boy for a full-powered strike.

  Xu Haifeng looked at the monkey child who had turned into a ball of black smoke, hesitated for a moment, and finally shouted: "Stop!"

  The monkey child immediately withdrew his hand and retreated, flying back to his body.

  It wasn't until then that Cheng Xuanfeng saw the man's face clearly, and anyone who had seen that long-haired face once would never forget it again.

  Xu Haifeng pondered for a moment and asked: "I have something I don't understand, may I ask for your guidance, senior?"

  "You said."

  "Younger generation is an enemy of Cheng's family, I don't know why senior is particularly favorable to younger generation and Fang Daguo?"

  Cheng Xuanfeng smiled proudly, but there was a hint of sadness in his smile. He didn't say a word and turned to leave with a flourish.

  Feeling Cheng Xuanfeng had already gone far, Xu Haifeng could no longer hold on and fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood gushing up his throat and spewing out.