When fighting just now, Zhiming didn't notice that this walled city was very large, and it was more like a city than a walled city. On the way, he observed that in addition to many stone houses, there were also large areas of farmland with all kinds of crops planted on them, although he did not know how they were planted on the top of the mountain, and there were all kinds of chicken and duck sheds, pigs and sheep pens, etc., and there were special people responsible for raising poultry and livestock. All the men Zhiming met along the way, not a single woman. He thought, "It's not an exaggeration to say that this is a city, with all kinds of necessities and facilities, and can basically achieve self-sufficiency, but why don't there be women? Even though it's the White Tigers, don't they have to reproduce?"

After walking a long way, Zhiming finally came to the White Tiger Palace. In the lobby, he looked around and found that the decoration was luxurious and unique: all kinds of fine porcelain were neatly and orderly arranged on the lower level of the double wooden frame, the upper level was a white marble green dragon with a strange shape and a lifelike marble white tiger, with different expressions, the four walls were painted with gilt gold high-grade dye, carved beams and painted columns, and the ceiling was covered with all kinds of exquisite patterns, bright colors and contrasts, and the theme was war.

Before he could appreciate it slowly, he was escorted into the atrium again. In the center, there is a sleek log table with four blue and white porcelain stools. The surrounding walls are covered with gouache paintings and ingenious reliefs, and the most eye-catching is the picture of a white tiger, a large white tiger with a spotted forehead standing proudly on a mountain cliff, roaring in the sky. It is like a royal palace, and it can be seen from the architectural style and decoration level that the White Tigers are indeed highly valued by Cao Cao.

Arriving in the backrooms, Zhiming meets the Ghost Shadow Tiger. One went to report to Tianfeng, who told the soldiers to stand down.

"We meet again. Ghost Tiger sneered.

"You shrunken turtle, you slipped away before you finished the fight. Zhiming laughed at him.

"You—" Ghost Tiger was speechless.

"Ghost Shadow Tiger, you step back first, and wait for me to interrogate him. "Tianfeng ordered.

“...... Yes, Chief!" the Ghost Tiger reluctantly retreated.

Now only Zhiming and Tianfeng are left, and the chain of fate locks them together.

"The leader of the White Tigers, Lord Tianfeng, please come out and meet him. Through the curtain, Zhiming couldn't see the other party's face, so he had to ask tentatively.

"Who are you who dare to make trouble in my territory?" asked Tianfeng sharply.

"My name is Lei Zhiming, I am a ranger, I have heard the name of the White Tigers for a long time, and I am here to learn today. ”

"Ranger, how can a Ranger know my name? You must not be an ordinary person, you must be a soldier. Who sent you? Speak out and untie you. ”

"I told you I came on my own. ”

"Be honest, or I'll show you the color!" Tianfeng was furious. Suddenly, a strong wind blew inside, and the curtain was blown up, constantly making a crisp metal crashing sound.

For some reason, Zhiming suddenly felt a very strong sense of oppression attack, which continued to spread and occupy his body and mind. He shuddered.

Suddenly, the curtain was lifted, and the wind came out. Zhiming saw that his burly figure and incomparably strong body were really like a big tiger! He was wearing a white robe, his chest was exposed, and his thick chest muscles were rhythmically heaved with his breathing, which was very strong, and on top of this invincible body, he supported the face that was extremely cold and arrogant and disregarded everything.

Zhiming suddenly recalled what Zhao Yun and the others had said, and suddenly trembled, as if standing naked in the ice and snow, unable to help himself. He was completely overwhelmed by the momentum of the "demon" in front of him, and his eyes could almost kill people!

"This is the incarnation of the White Tiger God!" Zhiming tried to dispel his fears, but it backfired. He began to regret what he had done to storm Feng He, and now there was nowhere to escape.

"Do you want to say it?" Tianfeng's eyes emitted a ray of strong light and shot at Zhiming.

Zhiming felt his body burning, and the ice cave just now turned into a furnace. He wanted to use his internal strength to force the rope, but his body was already out of control, as if his martial arts had disappeared in an instant.

The light is getting stronger and stronger, and Zhiming's body is getting hotter and hotter. He smelled his clothes burnt, but he gritted his teeth and refused to say anything.

"See how long you can last!" the high-temperature rays from Tianfeng's eyes were about to penetrate his heart.

"It's Liu Bei!" Zhiming finally gave in, he knew that if he didn't say anything else, there was only a dead end.

Tianfeng immediately withdrew his gaze. Zhiming breathed a long sigh of relief, he thought that the other party had the ability to read minds, even if he didn't say it, the other party had a way to know, so he just said it early so as not to suffer.

"It turns out that you are Liu Bei's subordinate!" Tianfeng laughed.

"Please untie me. Zhiming requested.

Tianfeng pointed with his hand, and the rope was all broken.

Zhiming thought as he moved his muscles: "It's unbelievable that this monster actually has superpowers! If you say it's a second late just now, it is estimated that it will become a whole roasted sheep." What should I do?"

"Are you really Liu Bei's subordinate?" Tianfeng didn't believe that there were such characters in Liu Bei's army.

“... I'm from Jingzhou. Zhiming didn't answer him directly.

"Why did Liu Bei send you to investigate us?" Tianfeng did not have an obvious holiday with Liu Bei in his impression.

"Actually, I came by myself, and Liu Bei didn't know about it. Zhiming didn't want to involve Liu Bei, he just said it in a hurry.

"Why?"

"I heard that Cao Cao had a mysterious army called the White Tigers, and I couldn't help but be curious, so I wanted to investigate. ”

"Came all the way from Jingzhou to Xuchang to investigate us, just out of curiosity? And you broke in and sent us to death alone? Could it be that you belong to a cat and have nine lives?" Tianfeng felt that this reason was too far-fetched.

"Since I've come, I've come to my senses. Zhiming still did not respond positively.

"You dare to come and prove that you are a god and a human being. Tianfeng's eyes were fixed on him as he said this.

"What gods and humans?" Zhiming pretended to be stupid.

"You're coming. Tianfeng could already tell from his eyes that he was lying, "Divine humans are life forms that are in the divine realm, higher than humans, and have powers beyond ordinary people, including you and me, Ghost Shadow Tiger, and some of the soldiers who fought with you just now. Of course, gods and humans also have levels, including Yuanzun level, Xuantian level, Phantom Ying level, and so on. Generally speaking, the higher the level of the gods and humans, the higher the combat level, and the more comprehensive the skills in all aspects such as physical arts, of course, there are exceptions. In addition, the gods and humans of the same level are also divided into several sub-levels, such as Xuantian Level 1 and Xuantian Level 2, just like human beings, there are generals, deputy generals, staff officers, deputy staff officers, and so on. ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about, I'm just an ordinary person. "Zhiming can't reveal his identity.

"Don't lie to me, even if you don't speak, I have a way to know. Say, what level of god and human are you?"

Zhiming asked rhetorically, "Since you have a way to know, why do you have to ask me?"

Tianfeng placed his palm on Zhiming's head, and used the Psychic Exploration Technique to penetrate his cerebral cortex and break into the memory bank. He saw the scene of Zhiming practicing martial arts with his master on the mountain, saw the process of him going down the mountain to join Liu Bei, saw his experience of going to a banquet in Xiangyang, and saw him and Zhao Yun learning martial arts...... saw him and Xu Shu go to Xuchang together, and saw the scene of him fighting with the ghost shadow tiger in the mountains and forests...... But he couldn't see his true identity, he couldn't see the holy sword, and he couldn't see the conversation scene between him and the old immortal in his dream......

Tianfeng wanted to trace his past more deeply, but unfortunately he could only see Zhiming when Guo Ping adopted the baby, and he couldn't see who entrusted him to Guo Ping. Tianfeng was puzzled: "He is a god and human, there is no doubt about this, but how can he not search for relevant information from his memory bank? Could it be that his identity is very special, and even I don't have the search authority?" Or is there some mysterious force secretly obstructing ......?" He never expected that it was the power of the holy sword that prevented him from trying to find out Zhiming's identity.

Tianfeng's thoughts went back to the past:

In the God Realm, there are a total of twelve Yuanzun-level gods: Fire God, Flash Flood God, Thunder God, Wind God, Earth God, War God, Green Dragon God, White Tiger God, Sky Wolf God, Hundred Variety God, Yuan Martial God and End Spirit God, these twelve Yuanzun-level gods are all under the rule of the Holy Sword, and the Holy Sword is the supreme ruler of the God Realm. The White Tiger God and the Celestial Wolf God represent evil, and are notorious in the divine realm and have been rejected by the gods since ancient times. A few years ago, the White Tiger God and the Sky Wolf God jointly committed the "Five Elements Taboo", and the Sky Wolf God was thrown into the "Nine Heavens Purgatory" by the Holy Sword and suffered a lot......

"Could it be that he is the incarnation of a certain great god, and he was sent to the human world to hunt me down, how did he come to the human world?Yuan Martial God?God of War?or ......?" Tianfeng tried his best to make all kinds of speculations, but he could not have imagined that the young man in front of him was actually the incarnation of the holy sword that ruled over the gods!

"If he is really the incarnation of a great god, his martial arts should be similar to mine; but now it seems that he and I are not of the same level, is he just a middle-level god human sent by a great god to kill me? Knowing that a middle-level god human being is not my opponent, isn't sending him to death? If not, then who is he? Why can he break the laws of heaven and earth and come to the world, and risk his life to come ?......here?" A series of question marks plagued Tianfeng, torturing his brain cells to death.

The wind was so angry that his face was flushed, his face was like charcoal burning in the fire, the green tendons on his forehead and neck were bursting out, and the muscles of his whole body were swelling, as if they were about to burst his clothes. He held his head in his hands and gritted his teeth, looking in pain.

Zhiming felt overwhelmed, and his body kept shaking. He clearly realized that with his current strength, it was impossible to defeat this monster, but if he wanted to revive the Han Dynasty, he must defeat him! But the current situation was a bit bad, and for the first time, he deeply experienced the fear of death. He began to adjust his internal breath, trying to calm himself.

The guards rushed in and asked the leader what was wrong. Tianfeng motioned for them to go out with his hand.

After the guards withdrew, Tianfeng gradually calmed down and said to Zhiming: "Boy, since you have the ability to break into the village, I will give you a chance." How about we have a fight? If you win, I'll let you go." ”

Zhiming understood, Tianfeng wanted to test his strength to judge his level. He thought, "I'm no match for him now, but now that he's proposed, I have no choice but to give it a go." I'm the son of the Holy Sword, so I shouldn't die easily. ”

"Okay, where to fight?" Zhiming accepted the other party's challenge.

"Right here. Tianfeng raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at the ceiling.

A green light shot out of his index finger and hit the ceiling, splitting into countless shimmers that refracted to every corner of the room. The house vanished without a trace, and in its place was a barren wilderness, uninhabited and silent.

Zhiming looked around and asked in surprise, "What kind of place is this, what kind of magic did you just use?"

Tianfeng said mysteriously: "Don't panic, I just used a little trick to choose a suitable venue for our competition." It's not distracted from the outside world, and it's a good place for us to compete. ”

"Boom!" At this moment, a thunderclap sounded in the sky.

Zhiming was startled, and hurriedly looked up, and found that the sky was overcast, and the dark clouds covered with terrifying lightning ions. The thunder was deafening and resounding through the sky, and the whole sky was full of murderous intrigue.

"What the hell is this place?" Zhiming felt that everything around him was real, not an illusion.

"This is neither the human world nor the divine realm, but the 'unbounded'. ”

"Unbounded?"

"Yes, it's a special space, it's my own world. There are no creatures here, just a gloomy sky and a wilderness, just in line with the current atmosphere!" Tianfeng said and laughed wildly.

While the other party was laughing, Zhiming quickly thought about countermeasures. It's a pity that he really didn't have a way.

Tianfeng asked, "Boy, are you ready?"

"Come on!" Zhiming's mouth was hard, and his heart was empty.

Tianfeng put his hands behind his back and said, "You come and attack me." ”

Zhiming was stunned for a moment, and when he saw that the other party still had a gentlemanly demeanor, he decided to let it go. He lunged over, one, two, three...... Punched hard, and the wind did not move.

Zhiming swept another punch across his face, like hitting a steel plate. Tianfeng was unscathed, but Zhiming's hand felt fractured.

Zhiming unleashed his Shadowless Fist, and countless fists smashed into the opponent like hailstones, but they couldn't hurt half of his hair. The face of the sky does not change color and the heart does not beat, standing like a bronze statue.

"What's going on? Isn't this guy going to be able to die?" Zhiming thought as he gasped. For the first time, he felt hopeless, the strength of his opponent was too strong.