Zhiming walked around the pile of rubble in front of him. The flywheel did not make a detour, but passed directly through the pile of tiles, sawing the tiles, charcoal, etc., to pieces and scattering sparks.

Zhiming bypassed a large tree, and the flywheel cut through the tree directly.

"What should I do, what should I do?" said Zhiming as he ran.

In front of it is the city wall. Zhiming used light power to go up the city tower along the city wall, and the flywheel also went straight up along the wall. He ran wildly around the stone pillars on the periphery of the tower, the flywheel clenching tightly.

Zhiming bypassed the stone pillar, and the flywheel even knew how to recognize it, it did not directly penetrate the stone pillar, but also followed the circumambulation, and it seemed that it also knew that the hardness of the stone pillar was not the same level as the trees and tiles. Zhiming kept going around in circles along the S-shaped route, and the flywheel chased after him "with pleasure".

In the process of detouring, Zhiming suddenly came up with a way to potentially deceive the flywheel. Judging from the fact that it didn't attack the Ghost Shadow Tiger just now, he thought that the flywheel was lifeless, and it was impossible to judge the target of the attack on its own, unless it was a selective attack based on the different qi of the person. He believed that there should be an inhalation device inside the flywheel, and in the process of fighting with him just now, the Ghost Shadow Tiger quietly opened its intake port, introducing his fighting energy, and locking his attack target to one person. As long as Chi Nai generates qi during movement, it will not stop attacking. Everyone's qi is different, so the flywheel will not attack anyone else except Chi Ming. Although he didn't know how the Ghost Tiger channeled his fighting spirit into the flywheel, he believed that it would not be difficult for the gods and humans to do this.

"There's only one way to try!" Zhiming continued to run along the route he had just taken.

He left a lot of gas on his running path, which would not be emitted for a short time. Suddenly, he braked hard and stopped, and at the same time held his breath and lay down. The process had to be highly coherent and fast, because it only took a second to slow him down and the flywheel would cut him off.

The sound of the flywheel got closer and farther away, and it really didn't attack Zhiming! It continued to fly at high speed along the route it had just taken. Zhiming had learned to hold his breath before, so now Flywheel couldn't feel his qi at all, and could only pursue according to the residual qi he left behind.

Zhiming quietly turned over to the city wall. He did not dare to exhale, and walked cautiously along the city walls. From time to time, the flywheel whizzed past him, "turning a blind eye" to him, and the flight trajectory gradually became irregular, indicating that Zhiming's residual qi was slowly radiating everywhere.

Zhiming knew that his residual qi would soon dissipate, and the flywheel would lose its purpose when it arrived, and it should be according to the original setting to return to its master. He must deal with the Ghost Tiger before it returns, or else other unexpected situations may arise.

He walked down the stone stairs of the city wall and looked out of the city gates, and even though it was night, he could still feel the scuffle outside. In fact, his mission has been completed, and he can evacuate directly, but he can't let go of the ghost tiger, so he runs back.

At this time, the air in the city was already in a state of heat, and the fire was getting more and more fierce. Zhiming had a feeling of suffocation.

Seeing him return with his whole body, the ghost tiger asked in surprise, "Why aren't you dead?"

"I'm a god human, can I die so easily?" Zhiming picked up a sword from the ground and said, "Your flywheel is still hovering over the city wall." Come on, let's fight to the death!"

Ghost Tiger couldn't help but take a step back, thinking, "Could it be that he has seen through the secret of the flywheel? This is already the second person who can survive my flywheel!"

Zhiming pointed his sword at the other party and said, "In today's battle, only one of us can go out!"

After all, he had lost once before, and now that the other party had cracked his trick again, Ghost Shadow Tiger's heart began to feel empty. As a high-ranking general of the White Tigers, he couldn't escape from the battle, so he had to bite the bullet, pick up a burning wooden pillar from the ground, and slash it straight over.

The pillar of fire continued to attack, and Zhiming dodged with ease, and this attack pattern was no longer a threat to him. He flashed and said, "It's useless, die, you're at the end of your rope." ”

The Ghost Shadow Tiger attacked desperately, but the pillar of fire couldn't touch half of the opponent's hair at all, but its own physical strength was drastically reduced.

Eventually, the Ghost Tiger stopped attacking. Zhiming deliberately asked, "Are you tired?"

The ghost shadow tiger was furious, threw down the pillar of fire, and his palms were full of energy, sending out qigong waves. Zhiming flashed slightly, and the qigong wave exploded behind him.

Ghost Shadow Tiger still wanted to continue to exert his skills, but Zhiming motioned for him to stop and said, "Don't use this trick again, it won't hurt me, but it will hasten your death." ”

Indeed, qigong waves accelerate the consumption of energy. Although he was unwilling, the ghost shadow tiger had run out of ammunition and food, and there was nothing he could do, even if he used the shadow tactics again, it was estimated that he would not be able to hurt the other party.

"If you don't have a new move, it's my turn!" Zhiming slashed with his sword.

The Ghost Shadow Tiger quickly picked up the pillar of fire on the ground with his foot and blocked it, and the pillar of fire broke. Zhiming danced with his sword, and the pillar of fire turned into a match.

The Ghost Shadow Tiger threw a heavy punch, and Zhiming blocked it with the side of his sword, and the sword slammed into its Adam's apple.

Hearing only a scream, the Ghost Tiger's Adam's apple shattered. He was in pain and sent out qigong waves again, but unfortunately his energy was not as good as before.

Zhiming roared, and pushed the qigong wave back with one palm. The Ghost Tiger was shaken away by his own qigong waves, crashing through a carriage and falling to the ground.

As soon as Ghost Tiger struggled to his feet, Zhiming had already rushed to him and struck him with a roundabout hook. The discouraged Ghost Tiger was beaten to the point that he vomited blood and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

Zhiming pointed his sword at him and said, "You have done a lot of evil, today is your end, prepare to accept the punishment of justice!"

The Ghost Tiger was helpless, and for the first time felt the fear of death. He pointed his finger at the sky, emitting a blue light that resembled a flare.

Zhiming made a move without hesitation, and chopped the other party into pieces with a sword dance.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and just wanted to leave the city, when a person behind him shouted: "The enemy will leave!"

Zhiming looked back and saw that the Moon Bow Tiger had come over with two people, and he should have rushed over after seeing the signal flare.

"What? you're not dead yet?" the Moon Bow Tiger asked in surprise as he saw the other man's face.

"I'm not dead, but your leader, Tianfeng, has been killed by me. Zhiming said calmly.

“... Then how did you come back?" Moonbow Tiger had already expected the result, but he didn't expect that he would be able to leave the Boundless on his own.

"I'm here to clean you up!" Zhiming didn't bother to explain again.

"Where's the Ghost Shadow Tiger? He emitted the blue light just now, right?"

"You're a step too late, and you see that bloody pile on the ground? That's the Ghost Tiger, which I cut into pork chops. ”

"What?!Woo!" The Moon Bow Tiger raised his head to the sky and let out a tiger roar, and said to the two people around him, "Zuo Kong, Right Yi, give it to me, kill him!"

The Moonbow Tiger Disciples Zuo Kong and Right Yi are ready to attack together. The left is holding a knife, and the right is holding a spear.

Zhiming had already fought several battles in a row, but he didn't expect the enemy to appear one after another, and it wouldn't work if he didn't solve it, so he had to take a deep breath and say, "Come on!"

Zuo Kong and Right Yi shouted loudly, attacked left and right, and stabbed straight at the knife and spear. Zhiming soared into the air and jumped behind the two.

Zuo Kong and Right Yi turned around sharply and stabbed again. Zhiming blocked the knife with his sword, and at the same time his left hand tightly grasped the spear, and with a strong break, the spear broke.

He kicked Right Yi in the abdomen. Right Yi retreated more than ten meters and fell.

Zuo Kun took advantage of Zhiming's attack on his companion and kicked the enemy out with a pair of flying legs. Zhiming turned around in mid-air and landed steadily.

Youyi, who had lost his weapon, returned to his companion and whispered, "This kid is not simple, we have to find a way to take away his sword." ”

The Moon Bow Tiger, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, didn't expect that the high-level disciples he had carefully cultivated would not have any upper hand in attacking alone. Although Zuo Kong and Right Yi were ordinary humans who were later transferred from Cao's army, after some hellish training by the Moon Bow Tiger, their skills had already surpassed those of ordinary White Tiger soldiers, and they could even be compared with deputy generals. As everyone knows, the other party is not an ordinary person, after countless battles, Zhiming has already evolved from an ordinary martial artist to an excellent martial artist and tactician.

The two whispered. Zuo Kong took a step forward first, using the master's secret "Moon Shadow Knife Technique", and suddenly his knife attacked straight like a crescent moon.

Zhiming blocked and retreated. He saw that this knife technique was specialized in the lower three ways (chest, abdomen, and crotch), and the main moves included straight stabs, horizontal slashes, and top hooks. In the past, his master had taught him the art of defense, and he resisted it with ease.

Finally, Zhiming saw the right moment and rushed into his defensive blind spot like lightning when the opponent stabbed straight through, with a back elbow against his throat. Zuo Kong's mouth spurted blood and fell backwards.

At this time, You Yi suddenly appeared behind Zhiming, clasped his arms tightly around his shoulders, and shouted: "Senior brother, hurry, grab his sword!"

Zhiming didn't expect Youyi to sneak attack, and he couldn't move for a while.

Zuo Kun ignored the pain of his throat and struggled to get up. He just wanted to rush over to grab the sword, but suddenly saw that Zhiming was tightly held and couldn't move, so he glanced at his junior brother.

Right Yi nodded, indicating understanding. Zhiming understood, Zuo Kun wanted to stab the two of them with a knife and kill the enemy by sacrificing the lives of his junior brother - this move was not surprising to the White Tigers.

Zuo Kun stabbed him fiercely. Of course, Zhiming will not be restrained, he tilted his head to the side, and at the same time kicked back with his high leg, and kicked right Yi's forehead fiercely.

This kick is quite profound, and You Yi suddenly felt a big earthquake in his brain, and he suddenly let go of his strength and let go of his hands.

Zhiming flashed sideways, and Zuo Kun couldn't "brake" in time due to his strong killing intent, and stabbed Zuo Yi in the heart. Right Yi spurted blood and died.

Zuo Kun pulled out his knife and said angrily: "You bastard, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

"That's what I'm going to say!" Zhi Ming knocked him away with a palm, and rushed forward like a wind, unleashing a sword dance that split his body into several pieces.

After solving the two enemies at once, Zhiming breathed a long sigh of relief, walked up to the Moon Bow Tiger, and said, "Are they your apprentices? Is it because they haven't reached home in kung fu, or are you a master who doesn't teach seriously on weekdays?"

The Moon Bow Tiger was angry and hateful, and said, "You killed my two beloved disciples, and I will avenge them!"

"Before defeating the Ghost Shadow Tiger, I also defeated a giant man named Meng Leopard, whose strength is much stronger than your apprentice. If your strength is only slightly better than theirs, I advise you to surrender early, I'm tired too. Zhiming said as he moved his wrist.

"Don't underestimate me, I'm different from them. Moon Bow Tiger sneered, "Meng Leopard is one of the stronger of all the lieutenant generals of the White Tiger Team, and I am surprised that he was defeated by you, but don't underestimate the strength of the Eight Tiger Kings, although you defeated the Ghost Shadow Tiger and Meng Leopard, you may not be able to win against me; moreover, I am not the strongest of the Eight Tiger Kings, let's win first!"

"Come on, I want to see what you're up to, too. Or, will you call a few more apprentices to help?" Zhiming not only improved his skills, but also his tone of voice became better.

"What? you dare to tease me?" the Moon Bow Tiger was furious, "To deal with a third-rate warrior like you, I can do it alone!"

"Very good, please come. Zhiming spread his hands.

Just as he was about to draw his sword, suddenly, Zhiming felt a drastic change in the airflow on the left side, and suddenly shrank his head, and a flying hammer flew over his head, and quickly retracted.

He looked sideways to see a man dressed in white with white eyebrows standing nearby, wielding a pair of meteor hammers in his hands.

"Angry Black Tiger!" Zhiming was startled. At present, it is a one-to-two, which is undoubtedly worse for him who has already consumed a lot of physical strength.

"That's right, it's me!" said the Angry Black Tiger through gritted teeth, "I don't know how you came back, but you killed the Heavenly Wind Leader and the Ghost Shadow Tiger, and I want to avenge them!"

Zhiming was helpless at the moment, he should have withdrawn from the city as soon as possible under the danger of burning the whole city, but he overestimated his own strength, thinking that he could destroy the White Tigers in one go, but he didn't expect that this battle would become a protracted battle, and the enemy was not concentrated in one place, but scattered all over the city. Now, he has no other way out except to "kill gods when he meets gods, and kill demons when he encounters demons".