Jianming Chaos

Zhiming sat down on his buttocks, panting and thinking: "I didn't expect it would take so long to deal with the two young men. These people are too difficult to deal with. They are like killing machines without emotion. It seems that the White Tigers Strength is really not covered, it is better to turn back as soon as possible."

Zhiming got up and was about to turn around and turn back, when he suddenly thought: "I have traveled a long distance from Xinye to come here, I have finally come to this point, how can I turn back easily? Was it scared by these sentries? At least I have to go to the cottage to see Let's go after a few glances, it's not a waste of time. Come here, let him go!"

After making up his mind, he continued to move forward, and soon entered a strange dense forest like a magic forest.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up behind Zhiming, and the fallen leaves on the ground danced along with it.When he looked back, he saw a black shadow flashing past his eyes.He stopped involuntarily.

The surrounding trees began to tremble, and Zhiming could clearly feel a fluid object moving freely through the woods, the speed was as fast as lightning, which was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and he could only feel the whistling of the surrounding wind.

"Is this a monster, Qinggong is so powerful?!" He thought in amazement.

Suddenly, the black shadow pierced like a sharp sword.Zhiming dodged sideways and dodged the attack, but a corner of his clothes was inexplicably torn.

The shadow strikes again.Zhiming jumped up and flew into the sky; the black shadow followed.

Now Zhiming saw clearly that it was a masked man in black.He quickly drew his sword and fought the enemy in the air.

The two sides were evenly matched, and the air battles and land battles were carried out alternately.

After several rounds, the two returned to the ground to rest.A lot of leaves around were cut off, and they floated to the ground one after another.

Zhiming asked out of breath, "Who the hell are you?"

The masked man let out a strange laugh and said, "I am the ghost tiger of the White Tiger Team!"

"Ghosting Tiger!" Zhiming was startled, the name was rather terrifying.

"Who are you, how dare you trespass on our territory?" Guiyinghu asked sharply.

"Don't worry about this. You and I have no grievances, I don't want to fight with you, just let me go."

"Let you go? No way!" Gui Yinghu did not compromise, "Don't you know that this is the territory of the White Tigers? If I let you go, the leader will not let me go. Unless you can pass me!"

"Don't force me to make a move, the sword is merciless." Zhi Ming knew that the other party would not let him go, so he followed suit.

"Who sent you here? Prime Minister Cao?" Gui Yinghu asked.

"You also call Cao Cao the Prime Minister? It's a joke. Your leader Tianfeng said that the White Tigers only temporarily submit to him and use him to conquer the world." Zhiming said to the point.

Hearing this, Guiyinghu took a step back involuntarily, thinking: "What is this kid's background? How can he know so much? He not only knows the leader's name, but also knows the real purpose of our organization! The human soldiers in it don't know either, could it be that he is...?!"

Thinking of this, he took another step back and asked cautiously: "Who are you? Who told you this just now?"

"I told you to leave it alone, let me go!" Zhiming continued to force him.

Ghosting Tiger gritted his teeth and said: "Stinky boy, how dare you be so arrogant in our territory! Since you are here, even if you don't go over, I can't let you go!"

"It's up to you? Save it."

"What?!" Ghosting Tiger was so angry that his pride had never been hurt so much, "Don't underestimate me, I have already laid a net around me, making it hard for you to fly!"

Before he finished speaking, dozens of men in black flew out of the woods, all of them holding steel knives and baring their teeth and claws.

Zhiming looked around and found that he was surrounded by enemies on the ground and trees.He felt that he had stabbed a hornet's nest, but he didn't expect that there were so many ambushes, and it seemed that it would be another bitter battle.

Guiyinghu said: "If you surrender, you can save your life; if you don't surrender, my men will chop you into meat paste!"

Although Zhiming had no idea, he still gritted his teeth and said, "Just let the horse come here!"

"Give it to me!" Ghosting Tiger ordered, and the people in black swung their knives straight up.

Zhiming swung his sword to resist.He found that these soldiers were much stronger than the two big men just now, and their movements were as fast as thunder.He cut down a batch, and another batch came up.The combat effectiveness of these soldiers is higher than that of ordinary soldiers, and he is one-to-many, so he fights harder, and scars begin to appear on his body.However, so many years of martial arts practice is not for nothing, and Zhiming is not ready to catch this level of fighters; on the contrary, he is slowly adapting, so that he gradually turns from being disadvantaged to gaining the upper hand.

Ghost Tiger, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, thought that his men could easily deal with the opponent, but he didn't expect his men to fall one by one.He started to sweat.

Zhiming used all kinds of tricks and fought bravely, more than fifty people have been killed and retreated, only six people remain.

A man in black let out a dart.Zhiming blocked it with his sword, and the dart bounced off.

The other five men in black swung their knives at the same time.Zhiming dodged with a backflip, then turned around and swept Mantang's legs, tripping all five of them.

The man in black who threw the dart stabbed straight at him.With a flash, Zhiming plunged the knife into the tree trunk behind him.Before he could pull out the knife, he turned around and swung the sword, and the man in black fell down.

The remaining men in black got up and continued to attack.Zhiming used his own "sword dance to the sky" technique, swinging the sword randomly, like a goddess scattering flowers, knocking down the enemies one by one.

Guiyinghu was furious and shouted: "Underground soldiers, go to battle!"

Before the words fell, the ground began to shake, and the soil rolled up, as if the underground magma was about to erupt.

Suddenly, a sharp sword stabbed straight up from between Zhiming's feet.He dodged the attack with a forward roll.

The attacker broke through the ground and chopped off with a sword.Zhiming turned sideways, grabbed his wrist with his left hand, and pushed his right elbow up, breaking his elbow joint.The fellow screamed and fell down.

Suddenly, another sword pierced out from under the soil.Zhiming quickly jumped into the sky, followed by the attackers.

Zhiming stabbed down with the sword, hitting the servant's heart; then he kicked off, and the enemy fell to the ground from a high altitude.

Several people broke through the ground at the same time, went straight to the sky, and surrounded Zhiming.It's a pity that they were in the sky, and it was difficult for the underground soldiers to give full play to their advantages. As a result, they were all shot down by the quick sword, and they were either killed or their limbs were crippled.The scene was a mess and it was horrible.

The Ghost Shadow Tiger exploded in anger, and shouted again: "Shadow soldiers, go to battle!"

Zhiming fell back to the ground.At this moment, he felt that the airflow around him accelerated, and piles of fallen leaves swirled into the air, like a tornado.There were bursts of terrifying wind lingering in his ears.

A black shadow flashed before his eyes.He thought: "This is the shadow soldier, just like the ghost shadow tiger!"

Ghost Tiger laughed: "This is the 'Shadow Corps' that I am proud of. They will all use the same shadow tactics as me! Now you are finished, because you can't see their figures clearly at all!"

Zhiming thought that the ground battle was not good for him, especially in such a dense forest, so he decided to fight in the air again, so he jumped up.

He had just risen to mid-air when suddenly a shadow flew over.Zhiming couldn't dodge in time, he was hit by the sword in his left arm, and fell down involuntarily.

Zhiming returned to the ground with the flying technique, clutching his bleeding arm, feeling the burning pain.

Another shadow strikes.He flashed by quickly, but his clothes were torn.

The black shadows attacked him again and again with the same means.Zhiming kept dodging, although his vitals were not touched, but his body was injured in many places, and his physical strength was gradually exhausted.

"What should I do?" He dodged while quickly thinking about countermeasures.

Suddenly, he thought of a way, and swung the sword in his hand wildly, slashing at the air, intending to scare the enemy.This trick really worked. The enemy's attacks were reduced because they were afraid of his sword.However, the tactic of slowing down the army could not last long, the number of enemies did not decrease, but his own physical strength decreased sharply.

"Old Immortal, save me quickly!" Zhiming swung his sword with all his strength and asked for help.

"Use the change of airflow to judge the enemy's position!" The old god could only teach him the way to control the enemy through telepathy.

"A change in the air flow?"

"That's right, each soldier's movement will cause slight changes in the surrounding airflow. You have to learn to judge the direction of the airflow in order to determine the enemy's position!"

"Thank you, I understand!" Zhiming understood immediately.His sense of touch is naturally sensitive, and he can indeed use this method to deal with enemies.

Zhiming closed his eyes. He knew that vision was the biggest obstacle to judging the change of airflow, because people would reduce the sensitivity of touch if they relied too much on vision.

The enemy's attack is still going on, but he has sensed every move of the opponent.The movements of the shadow soldiers can be clearly seen through the slight changes in the airflow under Zhiming's super sense of touch. At this moment, he knows the movements of all the enemies around him like the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, Zhiming felt that there were three people attacking from behind, so a frog kicked his back towards the enemy and kicked two of them down; down on the ground.

Then, Zhiming felt someone attack from the left and right at the same time.He quickly dodged, and the two couldn't stop and bumped into each other.Zhiming shot his bow left and right, and the two of them fell down.

The surrounding airflow fluctuates from strength to strength, and the enemy's tactics are constantly being adjusted.Zhiming defended and counterattacked, coping with it with ease.Through this battle, he has basically mastered the principle of controlling Qimai.

The only scary thing about the shadow soldiers is that they move like lightning. In fact, their attack power is not as good as the man in black just now, and they can no longer pose a threat to Zhiming.He once again used the sword dance to kill the enemy without leaving any armor.For a while, the sky and the earth were turbid and covered with blood, and it was difficult to tell which was the sky and which was the earth.

"Now you are left alone, General Ghost Tiger." Zhiming looked directly at Ghost Tiger and said.

Guiyinghu's forehead was sweating all the time. He felt that this kid was simply too powerful. His martial arts were so strong, he was bold and careful, and even the shadow soldier he was proud of ended up being defeated. This is something ordinary humans can't do.

He asked tremblingly: "Who... are you, and what... is your purpose for coming here?"

"I'll say it again, stay out of your own business. If you have other subordinates, ask them to come out together, so as to save a lot of trouble." Zhiming deliberately angered him.

"..." Guiyinghu was speechless angrily, he hadn't met this kind of character for a long time.

"Get out of the way if you are interested, or you will be killed too." Zhiming said with a leaf to wipe off the blood on the sword.

"No——OK!!" Ghost Shadow Tiger shouted hoarsely.His dignity was completely insulted, and he couldn't stand a nobody talking to him in this manner.He never dreamed that the black-clothed soldiers, underground soldiers, and shadow soldiers that he carefully cultivated would fall into this kid's hands in one day.

"You and I have no grievances or enmities, there is no need to fight to the death. Most of your men have sacrificed, and the rest are no longer capable of combat. You can apply for disarmament and return to the field. Under such circumstances, do you still want to fight?" Zhi Mingming knew that he would not compromise, so he followed suit.

"You are not an ordinary person! Who sent you here? What is the purpose of coming here?"

"Sorry, no comment."

"You killed so many of my subordinates, I want you to pay with blood!" Ghosting Tiger was furious, wanting to swallow him alive right away.

Zhiming shook his head helplessly, and said, "If that's the case, come on."

"Don't underestimate me, I'm different from them."

"I know, I've learned it just now." Zhiming closed his eyes and gathered his energy, preparing for the next battle.

Guiyinghu breathed a sigh of relief and began to attack.Zhiming suddenly felt a super strong airflow coming towards him, he dodged the attack, and stabbed with his sword, but missed.

When the airflow struck for the second time, he used a "spin kick in the air", using the boost of the airflow plus his own foot power, to kick the ghost tiger moving at a medium and high speed.

This kick was powerful enough, after Ghosting Tiger got hit, his internal energy became disordered for a while, he was unable to fight back, so he ran away quickly; Zhiming chased after him closely, not letting his opponent have a chance to breathe.

The ghost tiger flew up to the top of the tree.Zhiming jumped up with the air-flying technique, and slashed with his sword, but missed, but cut off a few branches, and the leaves fluttered down one after another.

Zhiming continued to pursue.He discovered that he could fight smoothly with his eyes closed without being affected at all, which is also a characteristic of him as the son of the holy sword.