After occupying Tianjin for half a year, the number of Petitioners in Zhou Qingfeng's sea of consciousness was increasing exponentially. When he fought against Mangurtai, there were only a few thousand people supporting him. When he fought against the Black Tortoise, the number of Petitioners increased to tens of thousands. But now that he was facing Hwang Tae-gil, the number of Petitioners had multiplied to more than 400,000.
With such a large number of Petitioners as his backing, Zhou Qingfeng had the power of a ruler. His physique cultivation could no longer restrict the capacity of his Dantian's sea of Qi. Just the Petitioners that came from the void at all times was enough for him to continuously operate the war machine for a long period of time. This was the biggest trump card he had for daring to bring only a few people to deal with Hwang Tae-gil.
As long as there was good management, they had never lost in terms of manpower.
But Hwang Tae-gil had a trump card for daring to bring only a few people to Tianjin. The White Tiger was a fierce beast, a symbol of slaughter and war among the Auspicious Beasts. It had decisively abandoned the declining Daming who had lost every battle and sought refuge with the barbaric and cruel Jurchen regime. It had also directly sought out Hwang Tae-gil who had the most potential for development.
Obtaining the allegiance of this Auspicious Beast was like a blessing from the heavens for Hwang Tae-gil. This was also the main reason why Gu Yuanwei had decided to follow him. In the latter's eyes, this was the future ruler of the Central Plains.
Now that the two of them had met, the courageous would emerge victorious!
In terms of morale and courage, the White Tiger, whose nature was to slaughter, would never retreat. This Auspicious Beast had an attribute, which was that the more it fought, the more powerful it became. The more ruthless it was, the more it retaliated. Zhou Qingfeng controlled the new war machine to kill its way out of the Temporal Oasis and struck both Hwang Tae-gil and the White Tiger once. The man and the beast howled in pain, but they immediately retaliated after being injured.
Seeing that the iron guy on the other side seemed to be quite powerful, the white tiger that failed to forcefully attack it roared and split into two. The two figures then split into four again. Thousands of years of battle had made this tiger develop a conditioned reflex for killing. It didn't even need to think much to find a way to break through.
Splitting into four, they pounced at the same time and flashed. The four White Tigers disappeared into thin air, and then appeared in front of Zhou Qingfeng with a suppressive force. The new war machine was still holding the gun with both hands. After firing two shots, it realized that the target in front of it had suddenly disappeared. Then, it was attacked by four opponents.
The White Tiger Doppelganger and Hwang Tae-gil's doppelganger also appeared. Four ferocious and bloody saber lights slashed forward. For a moment, two fists were no match for four hands. Zhou Qingfeng could not tell which of the four doppelgangers was real. He didn't even have time to retreat, so he simply pulled the trigger on the head of the white tiger in the middle as fast as he could. Then, he turned the muzzle and smashed the butt of the gun into the head of the other white tiger.
The White Tiger that was hit by the gun howled and was pushed back. The White Tiger that was hit by the butt of the gun was also pushed back. But the one that was hit by the butt of the gun had already stretched out its front claws before it was smashed away, leaving a few deep claw marks on the lower abdomen of the war machine. High-strength alloy steel was like a thin sheet of iron under its claws, breaking with a single swipe.
The other two White Tigers pounced on the war machine. Their sharp fangs were their most powerful weapons, and they opened their mouths to bite and gnaw at the war machine. Any defense or protective spiritual energy was like tofu in front of them.
There were two huge and heavy tigers hanging on the body of the war machine. Even if it was made of steel, it would be smashed to pieces by them in a few bites. Even Zhou Qingfeng, who was controlling it, couldn't stand steadily. Two bloody saber lights left a one-meter-long wound on the shoulder and chest of the war machine. There were even electric sparks flashing in the wound. It was unknown what was damaged.
"Die!" Hwang Tae-gil felt that this battle was about to be won. The might of these white tigers was indeed incomparably sharp.
The war machine that was being entangled suddenly roared in anger. The prototype of this iron guy had two engines. Under normal circumstances, it had a power output of 1,000 kilowatts. In case of an emergency, it could soar to 1,500 kilowatts. This was several times more than the pitiful 200 kilowatts of the 'Road Hog'.
As the saying went, 'a strong body does not suffer losses'. The strong power gave Zhou Qingfeng the ability to act recklessly. Facing the two white tigers pouncing on him, he let go of the super shotgun in his hand. His body swayed, and he swung his iron fist. With a boom, the head of one of Hwang Tae-gil's doppelgangers tilted backward, almost exploding. Then, he grabbed the head of a white tiger and pressed it down on the ground with all his might.
One second …
Bang, bang, bang … Heavy punches rained down on the head of the white tiger like a pile driver.
"Bite, bite, bite! I'm asking you to f * cking bite!" The attacks were as fast as lightning. He kept smashing the white tiger's doppelganger, especially its mouth full of fangs. At this time, any protective spiritual energy was useless. The white tiger's teeth were broken by the punches. Its facial bones were crushed, and its mouth was full of blood. Its entire head was smashed into the mud, more than half a meter deep. Half of the white tiger's body was pressed into the mud.
"What I have now is strength!"
One second was over. The white tiger doppelganger that was being beaten had no strength to fight back. It could not climb out of the big hole it created even after a long time.
In order to save its companion, the other three white tigers continued to attack. They pounced on the back of the steel machine again, and even targeted the neck to bite the vital points. Zhou Qingfeng, who was in the middle of a critical attack, stretched out his huge arm and grabbed behind him. He immediately grabbed the neck of a white tiger and pulled it in front of him with all his might. Even if you cultivated for thousands of years, you would not be able to resist my great mechanical strength.
Hwang Tae-gil, who was riding on this white tiger, stumbled and fell. He quickly got up and slashed with his saber, but he found that the steel machine controlled by Zhou Qingfeng had grabbed his back again — the originally retracted rotor wings were still hanging on his back. At this time, the rotor wings spread out again, and immediately began to spin at high speed. A strong gust of wind immediately appeared and left his hand.
Hwang Tae-gil's doppelganger that had fallen to the ground had just gotten up, and was immediately hit by the rotor wings. The over three meters tall body was hit by the composite blades, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. No defense could withstand it. Hwang Tae-gil's doppelganger disintegrated on the spot, split into two, and fell dead on the ground. After the rotor wings killed a doppelganger, it flew away and returned for another attack.
Zhou Qingfeng was using his elbow to attack another white tiger that was lying on his body. There was a long and sharp thorn on the elbow of the steel machine, and it fiercely stabbed into the white tiger's weak abdomen. The elbow stabbed several times, and a bloody hole appeared on the white tiger's abdomen.
This white tiger was currently biting the alloy steel armor on the left shoulder of the war machine. This armor was thick and tough, and although it was already riddled with holes, it could not be torn off. The thorn on the opponent's elbow was about to smash its abdomen into a bloody mess.
This white tiger had no choice but to let go, and the two huge steel arms grabbed it and forcefully pulled it back. This four to five meters tall, seven to eight meters long monster could not withstand the super power of 1500 kilowatts. After being pulled back involuntarily, it was even thrown forward. The rotor wings that were turning back for another attack collided with this ferocious tiger. The rotating blades were like a chainsaw, cutting the white tiger's body at high speed.
Fur flew everywhere, blood splattered everywhere, bone fragments stood up, and its stomach was like mud, scattering all over the ground.
By the time Zhou Qingfeng retracted the rotor wings, Hwang Tae-gil and the white tiger each had a doppelganger killed. Another white tiger's head was full of bumps from a heavy punch, and its fangs were all broken. The other three doppelgangers had no choice but to retreat and form a pincer attack. They did not dare to act rashly — — so what if the white tiger's cultivation had jumped ten layers? This thing in front of them was even stronger than the tenth layer of muscles and bones!
In the end, flesh and blood could not compare to steel.
Zhou Qingfeng laughed and retracted the rotor wings back to its back, standing still. The war machine's body was full of claw marks, cracks, and knife wounds left by the white tiger and Hwang Tae-gil. Although it was broken, it only increased its power.
The war machine stretched out its hand, and the super shotgun on the ground automatically jumped back into its palm. It grabbed the pump and pulled. The shell bounced, and a cloud of green smoke floated out of the shell shell.
The three white tigers let out a low roar and circled around Zhou Qingfeng, looking for an opening. Hwang Tae-gil, who was riding them, had an evil appearance, and its chest was heaving up and down violently. Facing the siege, Zhou Qingfeng did not care at all. The metal head let out a dull laugh: "Looks like I am still a bit more powerful. Guess, how many bullets do I have left? How many will I need to smash your dog heads? "
Zhou Qingfeng's power gave Ye Na and the others a lot of confidence. The big ocean horse flapped its wings and continuously attacked from the air. It had already killed one of Gu Yuanwei's doppelgangers, and was chasing the other two doppelgangers everywhere.
'Dog Meat' and the Black Samurai had just heavily injured a Jurchen guard of Stage 8 Muscles and bones, and was about to be decapitated. On the other hand, Jia Gang was the unluckiest. He had to fight a few Jurchen guards by himself, and could only continuously summon all kinds of ghosts to help him fight.
Hwang Tae-gil was slightly panting, and the doppelgangers once again merged into one, ready to unleash a big move. But this time, Zhou Qingfeng would not let his opponent take the initiative, and opened fire without hesitation.
This time, the bullets stopped an inch in front of Hwang Tae-gil's body. It was the same every time — — it was obvious that the 4th Beilei did not dare to be careless this time. After realizing that the white tiger could not withstand the damage, he also mobilized the Man of Wishes that he controlled.
But …
"Hwang Tae-gil, how many people do you have in the Plain White Flag?" Zhou Qingfeng kept firing, and in one breath, he shot out the remaining four bullets in the shotgun barrel. "I'm taking advantage of you having fewer people. Let's see how much damage you can withstand!"
The four doppelgangers attacked at the same time, but not only were they unable to suppress the iron guy in front of them, but they were also killed by him. After fighting for a while, Hwang Tae-gil finally understood that he was no match for him in terms of strength — — the 'Road Hog' was already very strong, and this new war machine in front of him was even stronger and more violent. Its emergency power of 1500 kilowatts was even stronger than a main battle tank.
Since the doppelgangers could not win, Hwang Tae-gil had no choice but to merge. But the opponent immediately fired four consecutive shots, and the bullets were even faster, making it impossible for him to dodge. Hwang Tae-gil immediately felt pain in his heart. Although there were many people in the Plain White Flag, the Man of Wishes that he was connected to in his sea of consciousness were mostly the Banner Soldiers of the Plain White Flag. These Banner Soldiers were persevering, tenacious, and willing to live and die together with the Banner Master …
But the number of Banner Soldiers of the Plain White Flag was too small, only a few thousand people. As for the slaves, the slaves who had to endure hardship would not have a heart to heart with their superior masters. The masters would also not accept the wishes of the lowly slaves, and the latter would only be qualified to work until they died.
In terms of power, the super shotgun in Zhou Qingfeng's hands was several times larger than the flintlock he used to shoot Mangurtai. Just now, when Hwang Tae-gil took the shot head-on, he almost vomited blood. Now, four shots were fired. He could only disperse the damage.
But Hwang Tae-gil really did not expect that the huge gun could fire a total of eight shots in a row — wasn't a normal gun only able to fire one shot? Was the gun in front of him a monster?
Every time he was hit by a single bullet, Huang Taiji's Sea of Consciousness would be filled with screams. After four consecutive shots, there were only a few Petitioners left in his sea of consciousness. Many of the old and weak Petitioners could not bear the damage and died immediately. These four shots did not seem to do much to Hwang Tae-gil, but in fact, they made him suffer a great loss.
After emptying the gun barrel, Zhou Qingfeng would not let Hwang Tae-gil go just like that. He simply ran forward, wanting to beat the other party up with his bare hands — — this was the annoying thing about war machines, they were not equipped with cold weapons. Even if Zhou Qingfeng prepared one, it would be useless, it would not be recognized by the machine itself.
As Zhou Qingfeng strode forward, a huge spike suddenly protruded from the ground under his feet, almost piercing his chrysanthemum. The white tiger on the other side finally remembered that it could still release all kinds of powerful spells, so the ground protruded and sank, thunder and lightning appeared out of nowhere. All kinds of Level 8, Level 9, and even Level 10 spells appeared.
Zhou Qingfeng managed to dodge a mud spike on the ground, but was immediately faced with a large number of ice spears and lightning. When he finally used his fists to destroy all the obstacles blocking his way, the white tiger on the other side actually grew a pair of wings and carried Hwang Tae-gil up into the sky.
Fuck you, are you bullying me because I can't fly?
After the helicopter was converted, the ability to fly was taken away. Zhou Qingfeng could only stand on the ground, looking up at Hwang Tae-gil. Hwang Tae-gil stared at him from the sky, his eyes bloodshot, after a long while, he cursed angrily: "Zhou Qingfeng, return my fujin to me. I'll use money to redeem it from your hands "
"I'm not — — happy!"
"Whatever you want, I'll give it to you. Give me back my Fujin. "
"I'm not — — happy!"
"This time, I admit defeat. Whether it's money or women, I'll give it to you. Why are you holding onto my fujin? What do you want? "
"I'm just not — — happy!"
Hwang Tae-gil flew around in the sky in a frenzy. But he didn't dare to come to the ground, he could only curse loudly, wanting to pay the price in exchange for his woman.
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