The Qilin Seal didn't react this time, it sank like a dead thing at the bottom of the spiritual sea.

After flickering for a moment, the Ming King Sword imitated the reaction of the Qilin Seal and turned into an ordinary sword that could no longer be ordinary.

Under the long-term cultivation of Miao Junfeng, the gate of civil and military affairs is no longer the original square, but has lost its edges and corners, and has become rounded.

At this moment, the gate of civil and military affairs is also facing huge coercion, and the sound of "squeaking" is endless, although there are cracks, there is always a force that keeps mending these cracks.

Di Ming, who was far away in another time and space, suddenly frowned when he picked up a white piece and was about to put it down gently.

"Hey! Oh, my unassuming disciple! Don't always make fun of your master, okay? ”

"Not bad! My apprentice grandson gave me a long face, and I finally let you experience the state of mind when I was a teacher. Don't hesitate any longer, hesitate any longer, your precious apprentice will be in the Yellow Spring! Cui Yu said, picked up a sunspot and dropped it quickly.

"Wait, Master! I haven't left it yet! How did you get started? Di Ming pointed to the fallen sunspot and shouted.

"Stinky boy! If you don't fall into the game, can you still point to the pieces that you have fallen for your teacher like you do now? Cui Yu stroked his beard and shook his head and replied.

"Good! Wouldn't it just give you a little bit of a pullback? This chess is not yet halfway through, and it is not certain who will win or lose! Di Ming picked up a white seed on one side, and on the other side, his heart moved, and he emitted a wisp of immortal qi towards the world where Miao Junfeng was.

Immortal energy shuttles, transcending the concept of time and space. In the next moment, he was integrated into the gate of civil and military affairs of Miao Junfeng.

With the nourishment of immortal energy, the gate of civil and military affairs is like eating a great tonic, and the whole body exudes a hazy brilliance, like a divine light and like a streamer.

The appearance of the light made the world of Zhihai, which was on the verge of collapse, show signs of stable healing.

The faint vitality changed from sparse to intense, and the power of protection came out from the inside of the Gate of Civil and Martial Arts, and spread to the world of Miaojunfeng's sea knowledge and even all over the body.

The appearance of the power of guardianship made Miao Junfeng, who was drowsy and about to lose consciousness, suddenly wake up like a dream. It is as if a traveler who has been walking in the desert for a long time has plunged into a clear spring.

"Junfeng, now that you have comprehended Tai Chi, don't you know how to use your strength to fight and move a thousand catties in four or two? Bending down properly does not make you bend over and bend over, the difference between one word and the thought of one word will make you enter two different worlds.

Whether it is spiritual power or the power of faith, they are all a kind of power. You can't navigate them at the moment, but you can guide them.

If you want people not to be indifferent to you and resist, then you should give them a smile first. The same is true when it comes to them.

That's it! If you lose this game of chess for the teacher, you will wait for the teacher to close your confinement! ”

After listening to the master's last words, Miao Jun couldn't help but shudder. I have seen Master's methods, but the taste of confinement is not pleasant, and I don't want to think about it in front of the wall, surrounded by loneliness and loneliness.

Miao Junfeng took advantage of the fact that the power of the guardian power had not yet dissipated, and slowly set up a shelf for spiritual Tai Chi.

At first, he felt very hard, and every time he moved, his muscles would randomly crack in one place. Even if there is an endless force to help restore and heal, the pain of this collapse will not be reduced in the slightest.

With a "swish", a golden streamer floated to the ground along Miao Junfeng's palm.

With a "bang", another golden streamer returned to mid-air with Miao Junfeng's fist.

As Miao Junfeng's spiritual Tai Chi became smoother and smoother, the attack and coercion of the power of faith on him began to decrease little by little.

Miao Junfeng no longer thought about it, and immersed himself in spiritual Tai Chi. He didn't pay attention to the power of faith, nor did he think about the power of protection, but just wanted to punch well and vent the emotions in his heart.

Before he knew it, the half of his body that had been pressed down was raised little by little. When his body was on the ground again, his steps began to wander esoterically.

The power of guardianship is gone, and the power of faith has diminished its suppression of him. But he didn't know anything about this, and he stretched his posture and fist technique selflessly.

Chai Dafu didn't bother him, just stood quietly aside. He admires Miao Junfeng's counterattack, which is the demeanor of a peerless powerhouse.

After seeing Miao Junfeng's boxing technique, Bert immediately became uneasy. The whole body began to twitch uncontrollably.

From his current state, it can be seen that this time the spiritual Tai Chi is on a higher level than the last time. With such rapid progress, even if you put a pair of wings on yourself, it is beyond your reach.

Bismarck kept taking deep breaths, and he didn't dare to stop, for fear that if he stopped, his heart would immediately go into shock.

Is this still human? It's obviously a certain death, but why did he survive? Isn't the power of faith in one world enough to kill him? So how much power does it take to kill him?

The sound of "boom" was like the sound of rolling thunder above the nine heavens. The barrier of faith that blocked the connection between the imperial army and the rear collapsed in the blink of an eye like dominoes under the martial arts of Miao Junfeng's fist.

Without the barrier of faith, the spiritual power in the rear is rolling in like the tide of the embankment. Under the continuous cultivation of the spiritual power of the imperial army in the rear, everyone's face appeared with a happy red light.

"The general trend is gone, who can stop him!" Bismarck let out a loud cry, and in an instant he was a few years older. He is already over half a hundred years old, and he looks extremely old at the moment.

As soon as the momentum was closed, Miao Junfeng finally finished his spiritual Tai Chi.

"Whew! It's so hanging, I almost got it to you. Miao Junfeng wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said to Chai Dafu with a smile.

"It's quite hanging, and I'm almost going to take you back." Tchai Dafu still maintained his previous attitude, and did not have bad feelings towards him because of Miao Junfeng's counterattack.

"Bishop Czadaf, does what you said before still count?"

"Of course, I'm a man who keeps my promises. But before I leave, I have a word of advice that you must listen to. ”

"Please."

"War is cruel, so if you can kill less, you can kill less! Both Westerners and Easterners are living beings. ”

"Bishop Chadhav, I am not a murderous person. I also don't like war, and I don't like to go into battle in person. You must know that every war will make people's bodies full of bloody murderous and evil spirits.

As the commander of the three armed forces, I will be poured into this strong smell of blood.

I hereby solemnly promise you that if I can reduce the killing, I will definitely reduce it. The people are innocent, and since they have the power to wield the sword, they should use the blade where it should be used. ”

"I'm glad to get your assurance, so I don't want to leave it at that, and I sincerely look forward to your visit to our headquarters." Chai Dafu bowed slightly towards Miao Junfeng, this is a respect for the strong.

Miao Junfeng will not be rude, let alone hold up, and he will also return the salute to him.