The White Tiger Demon God sneered, "Why do I need to kill you! even if you beat them to pieces, they won't feel any pain, and they will recover indefinitely. Son of the Holy Sword, how are you going to get through this?"

Zhiming was drenched in cold sweat and was at a loss for a moment, he had never met such an opponent. He tried to send out air waves, but he could only break up his opponents, and in a few moments, they were back to their original shape.

"Zhiming, try to find out the opponent's weaknesses, don't do useless work!" the old fairy instructed him.

"Why don't I want to!" After Zhiming knew that the attack was ineffective, he simply dodged blindly and did not fight back. He found that the Rock Man had no weaknesses at all.

"Everything in the world has its own characteristics, heaven and earth are in opposition, and the five elements are mutually restrictive, even if they can't be killed, there must be a way to restrain their actions!"

The Rock Man has very hard hands and feet, and each attack will deal a lot of damage to the enemy. Zhiming was about to take a step back first, so he used the aerial technique to make a high-altitude long jump and landed on the ground a hundred meters away.

The rock men ran this way together. Zhiming noticed that they were not running fast, and saw a huge rock nearby, and suddenly came up with a plan.

Before they arrived, Zhiming pushed the big rock down, of course, with the help of divine power, and then just as they were about to rush, a standing bounce jumped into the air, turned its body upside down in the air, and sent a super shockwave to the ground, which immediately blew the ground into a large crater. The six rock men were also scattered and fell into the pit as rubble.

Zhiming fell back to the ground, immediately picked up the nearby big rock, and smashed it into the pit, just enough to fill the big pit, and all the pieces of the rock man were crushed to the bottom, unable to recover. It turned out that the old immortal's words just now gave Zhiming a revelation, and he came up with this trick of "fighting poison with poison", using stones to suppress stones.

"Do you think that's the end of it?" The White Tiger Demon God sent out a bolt of lightning and wanted to smash the rock, but there was an enchantment on the rock, and the lightning couldn't get in.

It turned out that Zhiming had already expected that the White Tiger Demon God would use this trick, so he used the enchantment on the rock in advance.

"Worthy of being a son of the Holy Sword, you are smart! However, the next enemy will not be so easy to deal with. Storm Spirit Demon Beast, attack!" The White Tiger Demon God gave an order, and five demonic fires descended from the sky, turning into five large, blue-faced and fanged unicorn beasts.

"What kind of guy is this?!" Zhiming was shocked, he hadn't tried to fight monsters yet.

"Hmph, look at how you deal with these demonic beasts, they are all my energy synthesizers!" the White Tiger Demon God said in an arrogant tone.

The monsters are constantly digging through the earth with their front paws, ready to attack at any time.

"Won't the five of them go together?" Zhiming broke out in a cold sweat, at a loss for what to do—the master hadn't taught him how to deal with beasts.

A monster let out a deafening roar, the intensity of the sound wave bursting through the eardrums almost instantaneously. Zhiming suddenly felt a thousand needles piercing his ears, and quickly covered his ears.

The maniac-haired monster rushed over, and he knew by looking at his eyes that he would not give up until he tore his opponent apart.

Seeing that its fangs were coming, Zhiming flew into the air with a soaring technique. The monster swooped down.

Zhiming decided to let go, if he didn't take the initiative to attack, the monsters would split his five horses. He slashed down with his palm, striking him in the backbone.

The monster let out a huge howl, not knowing whether it was pain or anger. It turned around and slapped it, but Zhiming didn't have time to resist, and was slapped hard, and the whole person flew out.

Fortunately, he fell into the encirclement of the other four demonic beasts. They are all salivating and fierce. Although they are only energy synthesizers, their aggressiveness is full of texture, and they have the power to shake the sky and the earth.

If he hadn't experienced the previous few battles, Zhiming would definitely be scared and at a loss, but at the moment he was very calm. He knew that only by keeping a clear head could he come up with a strategy to defeat the enemy.

Four demonic beasts pounced from all directions at the same time, and Zhiming jumped up. Due to the force of the impact, they could not "brake" in time, and they all collided together.

Zhiming fell behind them, and when he saw that the other party was already annoyed, he thought, "Although they are huge, they are super fast, unlike the stone people just now, and if I am a little slower, they will become a delicacy in their mouths." ”

The old fairy said, "Don't panic, calm down, the beast also has weaknesses, you have to try to find out." ”

Before Zhiming could analyze, the monsters pounced again.

He quickly grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and threw it at the monster that rushed at the front. It was hit, and after shaking its head a few times, it rolled on the ground with its eyes covered, disrupting the formation behind it.

Seeing his companion in agony, the anger of the other monsters intensified. A demonic beast hit it with its head, and Zhiming couldn't resist it with both hands, and was knocked out.

As soon as Zhiming fell to the ground, the demonic beast had already rushed over, and its claws were slammed down. He rolled over to dodge the attack, then straddled his legs and rode onto its back.

The ferocious beast leaned back, trying to throw him off, but Zhiming grabbed its horns with all his might. The monster kept turning around, but he refused to come down even if he was killed.

Seeing that the other demonic beasts were rushing over, Zhiming saw the opportunity and slashed it with all his strength, splitting the horns of the beasts. The monster was in pain and fell to the ground on the spot. Zhiming kicked its back and jumped out.

The other beasts stopped, not daring to move any further—apparently, their weakness was in the horns.

Zhiming finally found a way to win, but he felt that this trick didn't work every time, because these guys were spirit beasts with brains. He decided to adopt a different tactic and knock out the enemy one by one.

Another beast swooped down, and he dodged as quickly as he unleashed the Shadowless Fist. The fist hit it like it tickled it.

The monster pushed his hips to this side, and Zhiming took a few steps back with his entire body. Several demonic beasts pounced together, and Zhiming used his internal qi to exert his strength and create a very thick qigong wall to block the impact.

The demonic beasts took turns to hit the qigong wall, but the power of the enchantment was too strong to break it. Zhiming slammed into a force, and the qigong wall turned into a powerful shock wave, shaking all the demonic beasts open.

The monsters fell to the ground for less than two seconds, and then got up again, unharmed.

"These monsters are so difficult that even the shockwave can't hurt them, and it seems that the only way to break their horns is to find a way to break them. "Zhiming has lost a lot of physical strength, and he doesn't dare to abuse the qi veins anymore.

Seeing that they pounced again, he decided to make a desperate bet and took the initiative to rush towards one of them. The beast opened its bloody jaws to meet the enemy.

Zhiming suddenly made a tackle-like dive, and his whole body slid under it, and before it could react, he got up and grabbed its tail, pulling it hard, and at the same time kicked its ass with both feet.

The beast's tail was broken, and it went berserk, rolling on the ground in great pain. Zhiming took the opportunity to rush up and slap it and cut off its horns. The second monster whimpered.

At this time, Zhiming was too tired to do anything, but the remaining three demonic beasts seemed even more irritable than just now, as if the death of their companions had made them even more mad.

The monsters rushed over again, and Zhiming jumped into the air again.

At this time, a demonic beast kicked hard, and it flew up like thunder and lightning. Zhiming was startled, he didn't expect the bounce of the demonic beast to be so strong, and when he was caught off guard, he was pierced through his left thigh by a sharp angle, and immediately the blood flowed.

The monster and Zhiming fell to the ground hard. Zhiming ignored the pain, and clamped the horn tightly with his thigh muscles to prevent it from pulling it out, and broke the horn with both hands like an iron rod. The monster lay on the ground and tossed for a while, then lost its breath.

Zhiming was scratched in many places by the beast's claws, and the broken horns were still stuck in his thighs, and he didn't dare to pull them out easily, for fear of losing too much blood.

The remaining two monsters didn't dare to make rash moves, and they paced back and forth nearby, observing the enemy's movements.

Zhiming thought, "Beasts are different from stone people, they are afraid of pain, so they will have a fear of it, and when they see several companions falling in a row, even the most ferocious beasts will be afraid." ”

In fact, he knew in his heart that if they rushed over now, they would probably be able to tear him apart in an instant, because he was exhausted, so he could only fight psychological warfare.

The two demonic beasts were thinking about how to attack, when suddenly two lightning bolts from the sky struck them. In an instant, they became extremely ferocious, roaring like thunder, eager to tear their prey to pieces in an instant.

"Lightning will drive them crazy. Son of the Holy Sword, how are you going to deal with it?" said the White Tiger Demon God with a sneer.

Zhiming had no choice but to sit back and wait.

"You can't give up easily, Zhiming!" the old fairy encouraged him, "You are the son of the Holy Sword, your ability is far more than that, there is still greater potential in your body that has not been brought into play, you can't just admit defeat!"

Zhiming lay on the ground and said, "I've tried my best, but I can't do anything now." Old fairy, come and save me, I'm really tired......"

"Don't give up lightly, there are still many things waiting for you to complete! Your master and sister are still waiting for you to go back at home, how can you die in the unbounded! Use all what you have learned on a daily basis to defeat the enemy! Zhiming, get up quickly!" The old fairy can't help him, so he can only blindly motivate.

Zhiming's mind returned to the scene when he was a child to learn martial arts with his master, who once taught him a skill called "four or two dialing a thousand catties", the principle of which is to use strength to fight and overcome rigidity with softness, which is an effective way to defeat the enemy when facing opponents whose body shape and strength are far beyond their own, and he still remembers it vividly. For him, who only has half a life left, it seems that only this trick can help him get out of his disadvantage and survive in a desperate situation.

The two demonic beasts were at a 45-degree angle, and they roared at him with their claws. Zhiming didn't care about his leg injury, and stood up with severe pain.

The monsters pounced, and he leaned to the left, passing them, and at the same time slammed his palm on the beast on the left.

As the beast's center of gravity was concentrated on the front, and with a slap, it involuntarily leaned to the right, and the sharp horns were inserted into the ribs of its companion. The two monsters fell to the ground together.

The unfortunate beast let out a terrible howl, and could not get up, and seemed to have been stabbed in the vital point, while the other beast ignored its companion, retracted its head, pulled out its sharp horns, and struggled to stand up.

Zhiming saw in his eyes the determination to avenge his companion, and he didn't know that the same trick would work the second time.

Suddenly, the monster erupted into flames from its mouth, and a raging fire rushed straight at it. Zhiming was unprepared for a while, and his clothes caught fire. He hurriedly ran, but he couldn't run fast because of the injury on his leg, and the fire snake bit tightly, and in an instant he was crawled all over his body by the fire snake.

"Take off your clothes!" the old fairy shouted.

Zhiming took off all his clothes as quickly as he could, and he was scorched one step later. At this moment, he was completely naked, but there was no way, the fire was too fierce.

The monster continues to breathe fire. Zhiming, who was already weak, suddenly felt a new energy in his body, the broken horn on his leg disappeared, and the wound healed. He also built a qigong wall, and the spiritual fire of the demonic beast could not be burned through.

"Zhiming, I can only help you so much. "It turned out that the old fairy had sent a little energy to him again.

"Old Immortal, thank you, this is enough!" Zhiming exerted his strength, and the qigong wall bounced back the spiritual fire, burning the demonic beast.

The monster was covered with hair, and the fire naturally burned more and more. With no water nearby, it could only roll on the ground in pain, trying to slow the fire by rubbing its body against the sand.

"Self-inflicted. Zhiming sat down, he expected that the demonic beast should have no ability to attack.

Suddenly, a powerful lightning bolt fell from the sky, shattering the burning demonic beast. Then, the corpses of all the monsters turned into air currents and rose into the sky.

"What a bunch of shit, it seems that I still want to go out in person!Son of the Holy Sword, accept my attack!" The White Tiger Demon God Thunder roared angrily.

Several fireballs fell from the sky like meteors, and Zhiming flipped a few times in a row and dodged. The fireball blasted the ground out of several large craters and exploded in all directions, sending earth and earth in all directions.

The White Tiger Demon God continued to release fireballs, and Zhiming flashed thunder and lightning and dodged non-stop. The craters on the ground are growing, and the radius of the fireballs is getting larger and larger.

The attack lasted for a while, and seeing that Zhiming was still safe and sound, the White Tiger Demon God said, "It's very fast, I can't kill you like this." Why don't you try the lightning? See how you dodge, haha!"

Lightning struck the sky like a torrential rain. Zhiming was speeding through the lightning forest, and he knew that the speed of lightning was more than a thousand times faster than a fireball, and as long as it was a millisecond slower, he would be electrocuted.

The lightning attacks incessantly, seemingly endlessly, and Shimei's physical strength drops rapidly as he dodges.

"Old fairy, help me!" he couldn't hold on anymore and asked for help again.

"Just run forward, the faster the better, don't stop!" the old fairy couldn't help.

Zhiming ran all the way as fast as he could, and the lightning chased after him, and the current situation was quite unfavorable.