The Black Wind Tiger Demon snorted, implicated by the collapse of the night shadow, and the fierce offensive weakened a lot.
Meng Zizhong wanted to counterattack, but tried various means, but all failed.
The Black Wind Tiger Demon's melee attainments are very profound, and in martial arts, it is obviously more than Meng's own weight.
Meng Zizhong's golden pill was still bleak, and he did not recover because of close combat.
After thinking about it, Meng Zizhong had to hit a fierce hammer, and after temporarily forcing the Black Wind Tiger Demon to retreat, he quickly turned around and jumped into the monk army.
The Art of War - Soldiers are fast!
The Art of War - Corresponding from beginning to end!
The two rounds of the art of war were covered, which immediately caused the speed of the monk army to skyrocket, and the tacit understanding of the cooperation was more than five times higher than before.
The monk army had already formed a moving formation, but at this moment, its speed skyrocketed, and the tacit understanding skyrocketed, causing the power of the dynamic formation to rise to seven or eight times.
The previous battle formation was suddenly equivalent to at least seven battle formations superimposed.
The battle formation was like a flood, flowing across the earth, quickly wrapping the Black Wind Tiger Demon.
Meng Zizhong acted as the main general of the formation, this time he was full of spirits and energetic, and took the initiative to face the Black Wind Tiger Demon.
Bang bang bang!
The two engaged in a fierce confrontation again, but the situation was completely reversed, and Meng Zizhong firmly had the upper hand, and his strength, attack, and protection ability were all ahead of the Black Wind Tiger Demon.
The Black Wind Tiger Demon was at a disadvantage, in a short period of time, he was covered in several wounds, but fortunately, the flesh and blood swallow power combined with its monster beast body, and the recovery ability was full, so it was not defeated.
However, it can maintain the situation, while other demon cultivators cannot.
The human cultivators counterattacked in large numbers, quickly killing the demon cultivators.
"Run, run away!"
"I can't stop it, my lord, take care!"
"Wow......
Some demon cultivators wailed, some demon cultivators screamed, and they all turned around and ran away.
The Black Wind Tiger Demon has no art of war, and he has no discipline or training for demon cultivators on weekdays. Although these demon cultivators were generally strong, they were still essentially a rabble fighting on their own.
It is okay to fight a tailwind, once the headwind, like now, immediately exposes the weak nature.
The demon cultivators fled, and the human race monks did not pursue them, only under Meng Zizhong's order, like a grinding disc, they continued to grind at the Black Wind Tiger Demon.
The pressure of the Black Wind Tiger Demon skyrocketed several times!
It roared and fought bloody.
The confrontation of the Jindan level was not something that ordinary monks could resist. Many people were affected and died tragically.
High-altitude clouds.
Zhu Xuanji and the magistrate were invisible, always looking down on the battlefield with cold eyes.
Seeing this, Zhu Xuanji snorted coldly and was displeased: "What a Meng self-respecting person, deliberately retaining the backbone of the Meng family, and only consuming ordinary monks to prepare for him to replenish the garrison in the future."
The fog hides on the mountainside.
Ning Zhuo and the others did not have Zhu Xuanji's eyesight, and they could see Meng's self-respecting small movements.
Even so, Ning Zhuo was secretly addicted.
Leading troops is one of the cultivation arts, which corresponds to being an official.
Ning Zhuo has learned about the existence of the art of war in classic books and periodicals, and also knows many classic art of war. Witnessing it in person today and taking care of each other with the knowledge in my brain is even more rewarding.
"Black Wind Tiger Demon, you have been a disaster for many years, today I respect myself for the people and the country, and I will kill you!" Meng Zizhong was so powerful that his mouth bloomed with spring thunder, and he couldn't raise his head when he beat the Black Wind Tiger Demon.
Sun Lingtong used his talent to watch the battle, and at this moment, because the Black Wind Tiger Demon was extremely weak, he finally saw the details: "This black tiger is not good, and the skills in the body will be exhausted and cannot be supplied."
"We're going to take action!" Sun Lingtong reminded.
The fox god was slightly startled.
Ning Zhuo nodded slightly, smiled, and looked at the fox god: "The fox god obeyed the order and quickly used his means to respond to the black wind tiger demon returning to the mountain."
The fox god was shocked, his face turned a little pale: "Do you want me to help the Black Wind Tiger Demon?"
Ning Zhuo snorted coldly: "The Black Wind Tiger Demon is our prey, and the same is true for Meng Zizhong."
When the fox god heard this, his heart immediately swayed, his red lips opened slightly, and his face was full of hesitation.
If He did it, he would surely be greatly offended by Montgomery's self-respect. Meng Zhong is alone, the fox god doesn't care too much, the key is the Meng family.
Ning Zhuo's eyes were cold: "Fox God, you have received the imperial decree, do you still want to be at both ends? Don't make a mistake!"
The fox god's heart was cold, and he realized that he had already been involved in the political struggle between the Zhu family and the Meng family.
Even though he was a Jindan level existence in the Hidden Mist Mountain, he did not dare to be involved in such a battle. If you are a little unlucky, you will become a victim, and you will be crushed into slag by the confrontation and grinding of the two major forces.
But as Ning Zhuo said, is there still a way out?
Without!
If he didn't take action now, I am afraid that he would suffer before the Black Wind Tiger Demon, and he couldn't say.
Talent - clouds and fog.
The fox god gritted his teeth, his face full of gloom, and finally made a move.
For a while, mountain mist arose, enveloping the entire Misty Hidden Mountain, and then quickly spreading and covering the battlefield.
The thick fog rolled up, rolling up the black wind tiger demon and breaking away from the battle formation.
Meng Zizhong didn't think about stopping him, but the Black Wind Tiger Demon made all his efforts and pestered him, leaving him with no time to take care of him.
The rest of the foundation building monks, although they had the blessing of the battle formation, lacked the means and were difficult to resist the thick fog.
The fox god succeeded easily.
The Black Wind Tiger Demon was saved, got into the Hidden Mist Mountain, and shouted at the same time: "Fox God, thank you for helping me, I will repay today's life-saving grace!"
Meng Zizhong controlled the battle formation at this time, blew away the mountain fog in front of him, looked at the towering fog hidden mountain, and shouted angrily: "Fox God, you are the righteous god who was sealed by the southern country in vain, but you actually help a demon."
The fox god snorted coldly, broke the jar and broke it, without Ning Zhuo's order, he used the mountain mist to roll up many race monks and send them into the fog hidden mountain.
"General, save me!"
"Ah......"
The human race cultivators fell into chaos, they broke away from the battle formation, and their strength returned to their former state, many of them were killed by the demon cultivators who fled into the mountains.
There are also many who are caught in a bitter battle, and no one will save them, and they will lose their lives.
Meng Zizhong originally saw the mountain god take action and rescue the Black Wind Tiger Demon, so he had the heart to withdraw his troops.
But now this situation makes it impossible for him to evacuate.
If he really wanted to abandon his subordinates and leave alone, it would inevitably be considered a last-minute escape. Not only will it ruin its reputation, but it will also be severely punished by the authorities, and the position of the main general of Yugang Town will never be maintained.
This will undoubtedly greatly damage the interests of the Meng family here.
As far as Meng's self-respecting inner feelings are concerned, he is also unwilling to give up on his subordinates, especially the many backbones of the Meng family. He is very diligent in training, gets along day and night, puts in countless efforts and time, and has already developed deep feelings.
There is a way that the poor do not chase, and Meng Zhong naturally knows this truth.
But he had no choice but to carry a long-handled warhammer in his hand and enter the Hidden Mist Mountain.
To his surprise, after he entered the mountain, he was not stopped by the fox god, but successfully chased to the valley of Shanxi and killed the Black Wind Tiger Demon again.
The Black Wind Tiger Demon got a good chance to breathe, and its combat power recovered a lot.
It once again confronted Meng Zizhong.
Meng Zizhong had no help from the battle formation, and he no longer had the previous prestige. But the Black Wind Tiger Demon was also quite weak, and the two sides fought a draw.
The feeling of exhaustion became more and more intense, and the Black Wind Tiger Demon finally offered his last trump card.
A divine seal was thrown out by it and hit the sky above his head.
With the blessing of the divine seal, the Black Wind Tiger Demon's combat power skyrocketed, and the killing of Meng Zhong was gradually defeated.
Before, on the battlefield outside the mountain, this divine seal had no effect. Now, the Black Wind Tiger Demon was in the Mist Hidden Mountain, relying on the identity of the bloodline relatives to induce part of the power of the divine seal and completely gain the upper hand.
"Defeated!" Meng Zizhong realized that the situation was irreparable, so he had to drag the war hammer and escape out of the mountain.
The Black Wind Tiger Demon chased after him, and after catching up with Meng Zizhong, he severely damaged him.
Meng Zizhong fell to the ground, but did not panic, at this time the distance was enough, he decisively ignited the Escape Void Fu and quickly teleported outside the mountain.
The Black Wind Tiger Demon did not dare to chase it out of the mountain.
The divine seal does not work outside the mountain.
Just when it wanted to turn its head and slaughter the human cultivators trapped in the mountain to vent its anger, Zhu Xuanji fell from the sky.
This god of Nandou Kingdom pressed down with a finger and directly broke the head of the Black Wind Tiger Demon.
The Black Wind Tiger Demon tried his best to resist, but the divine seal was useless, he was extremely weak, very weak, and could not resist Zhu Xuanji's majestic strength at all.
Burst.
The head of the Black Wind Tiger Demon was shattered.
The headless corpse shook a few times and fell to the ground with a bang, motionless.
Dead.
Meng Zizhong, who was about to flee, was surprised when he saw this scene.
He recognized Zhu Xuanji and shouted: "Zhu Shen Caught!"
Zhu Xuanji didn't give him a good face, and his eyes were scrutinized: "Meng Zizhong, you led the army on an expedition without authorization, and you were incompetent in combat, causing heavy casualties to the Yugangshan garrison, and you were even defeated and fled, without the dignity of a military general of Nandou Kingdom!"
"Do you know your guilt?"
Meng Zizhong's face became very ugly, his mouth was wide open, his Adam's apple was rolling, and he wanted to say something, but after all, he just lowered his head and replied in a muffled voice: "The last general will know his guilt."
Ning Zhuo looked at the fox god: "Why don't you go quickly?"
The fox god turned into mountain mist and disappeared in place, and with his next breath, he appeared in front of Zhu Xuanji.
He bowed deeply and took the initiative to plead for forgiveness.
Zhu Xuanji looked stern, reprimanded him for his sins, and beat him hard before letting him go.
Next, the fox god personally took action and took care of the remnants of the people in the mountains.
Zhu Xuanji escorted Meng Zizhong, led the remnants of the garrison, returned to Yugang Mountain, and presided over the situation.
The sin of raising bandits is too heavy and can easily trigger a full-scale confrontation between the Zhu family and the Meng family. But Meng Zizhong's defeat and escape this time was completely guilty, so he could not continue to serve as the guard of Yugang Mountain.
Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong met privately and participated in the final division according to the previous agreement.
Because he was responsible for negotiating with the fox god before and made a profit, the final division of the loot only accounted for a small portion.
In the end, Ning Zhuo obtained many demon cultivator's body parts, among which was a tiger bone, which came from the Black Wind Tiger Demon, up to the Golden Pill level.
In addition, it is the output profit sharing of Yugang Mountain.
He sent a letter, using royal channels, back to Ning Jianing's office, explaining the situation, and temporarily arranged for Ning Youfu to be stationed in Yugang Mountain as a representative.
Although the former family elder is quite old, he is experienced and mature, and is a more suitable expatriate target.
At this point, the battle surrounding the Hidden Mist Mountain was considered to have settled.
Sun Ning and the two took the dragon and continued their journey.
Looking at Ning Zhuo, his eyes lit up: "The right path is actually quite fun."
"We gained the most, but we contributed very little. No matter how many good things like this happen, it's not too much!"