My life of martial arts training

The mandrill still wanted to struggle, but a creepy sound floated into its ears like a shadow.

"Run, keep running?"

The voice was cold, so cold that there was no emotion at all, as if he was in the middle of winter.

The mandrill felt a terrifying sense of crisis coming over him, and the hair all over his body suddenly stood up. The instinct of a ferocious beast made him wave a palm towards his back.

But Shen Yuan was a step faster and patted its shoulder gently with his palm. The mandrill suddenly felt as if it had been severely injured. The bones of its legs exploded instantly and half of its body sank directly into the ground.

The severe pain almost made him faint.

"Brother Han, what are you..." Luo Zizhen asked, looking at Shen Yuan's appearance with surprise on his face.

"It's okay." Shen Yuan waved his hand. The clothes on his body were in tatters, as if they had been violently torn apart, revealing his embarrassment and misery everywhere.

His hair was also disheveled, covering his face, making him look even more miserable, and blood was still flowing from the wounds on his body.

The difficulty of this pursuit cannot be appreciated by outsiders.

Encountered more than a dozen ferocious beasts and corpse puppets, the most dangerous one of which was almost split in half by a ferocious beast of the Yunqi realm.

The wound on the back has not healed yet, and it is all the fault of this mandrill!

Fortunately, victory was ultimately on his side.

"Thank you for your help." Shen Yuan bowed his head and thanked him.

"You're welcome." Luo Fengcheng smiled.

"Are you fighting for the elixir?" Shen Yuan looked at the fighting situation in the cave, then looked at the few people on the other side and the elixir in the sea of ​​fire, and suddenly understood.

"Yeah." Luo Fengcheng nodded.

"Do you want help?" Shen Yuan asked. If it weren't for Luo Fengsheng's help, I don't know how long it would take to catch this mandrill, and if it continued, something might happen.

"Little friend Han, are you like this?" Luo Fengcheng's face was filled with joy, but he hesitated to speak when he saw Shen Yuan's appearance.

"It's okay, just some minor injuries." Shen Yuan waved his hand and said. Although he looked embarrassed, after this period of recovery, the injuries have healed to some extent and will not affect his combat effectiveness.

"Then thank you so much, little friend Han." Luo Fengcheng showed a smile on his face. If Han Feiyu helps, picking the fire ginseng here can be said to be a sure thing.

"Senior Luo, let's continue the competition." Xiao Shantong's expression suddenly changed when he saw Shen Yuan and Luo Fengsheng chatting happily.

Although that person was in the Body Tempering Realm, the strength he had just shot was not much weaker than that in the Qi Condensing Realm. If they joined forces, he would probably miss the Earth Fire Spirit Ginseng.

"Gang Leader Xiao, we found this Earth Fire Spirit Ginseng first. Everything is first come, first served. Any competition is just a threat from you. You can't count." Luo Jingming, who had adjusted his condition, explained with a smile.

Competition?

It's a joke. The advantage is on their side now. It would be nice if they didn't take any action to drive you away. They also want to negotiate terms.

Of course, Luo Fengsheng couldn't say these words. After all, it was the face of the Luo family. To establish an image, he could only be the villain.

"Is this what Senior Luo meant?" Xiao Shantong's face suddenly darkened.

"Gang Leader Xiao, I have devoted myself to cultivation and have stopped taking care of the family." Luo Fengcheng shook his head.

Seeing that the Luo family was determined to drive him away, Xiao Shantong looked at Shen Yuan, squeezed out a smile on his face, cupped his hands and said: "Your Excellency, this is a private matter between me and the Luo family. As long as you don't interfere, nothing will happen." The Emperor’s Underground Palace is the distinguished guest of my gang of villains.”

"Get out!" Shen Yuan glanced at him and said coldly.

"you!"

Xiao Shantong's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he smiled angrily: "Okay, okay, boy, please pray not to meet me."

You dare to be so arrogant because you think you have strength comparable to the Qi Condensation Realm. When you leave the Corpse Emperor's underground palace, I will definitely cut you into pieces.

"Are you threatening me?" Shen Yuan took a step forward, his face as gloomy as water, and there seemed to be a touch of madness in his eyes.

This difficult pursuit made him feel bad to begin with, and now there was garbage coming out and screaming, which made him unable to control his murderous intention.

"So what?" Xiao Shantong's eyes shot out bursts of cold light and a bone-chilling chill.

"Then go to hell!"

Chen Yuan instantly crossed a distance of several feet, bowed, clenched his fist, and blasted out!

Pure white air waves gathered at the edge of the fist, pressing towards Xiao Shantong with overwhelming force.

"How brave!"

Xiao Shantong's roar shook endlessly, almost cracking the rock wall above his head. The true energy in his body surged and condensed, and he stretched out his claws in the void and grabbed hard.

Buzz!

The space suddenly shook, and in the ripples, a scarlet ghost claw seemed to be composed of blood, blooming with a coquettish light, as if it was going to crush Shen Yuan into a pulp.

During the collision, two arrogant forces collided with each other, and the nearby ground shook violently, as if it was hit by a giant hammer with a weight of ten thousand pounds, denting and cracking downwards.

The edge of the fist tore through the ghost claws, and the remaining power remained unabated. The terrifying fist force came in front of Xiao Shantong, and the violent wind force hit him in the face like a knife.

Xiao Shan's expression suddenly changed, and he placed the beheading knife in front of him.

clang! !

In the midst of the clash of gold and iron, a figure flew out and plowed a foot-deep ravine on the ground.

Xiao Shantong looked at the fist mark on the sword, and his pupils shrank slightly. His sword was a top-grade earth-level weapon. Even with the strength of Yunqi Realm, it was not easy to leave marks on it, but the opponent only relied on one punch.

This strength is not only comparable to the Qi Condensation Realm, but surpasses most warriors. The strength is almost the same as him, and with Luo Fengcheng, there is a possibility that he will really fall here today!

Xiao Shantong's eyes flashed with a cold look, and he took a step forward, with a bloody cold light coming from his beheading knife.

As the knife light burst out, it carried a terrifying murderous aura and sharpness like a sea of ​​blood and corpses, giving people a feeling of being followed by a great trend and being irresistible.

Shen Yuan, who was about to draw his knife, was alarmed and felt a fatal crisis.

He felt that the cold and murderous intent coming from the knife was a bloodthirsty killing intent. Before the knife fell, many of his capillaries collapsed under the invisible killing intent, and blood oozed out of his body through his pores.

Qi, blood, and strength continued to vibrate, and the vibration force of the whole body was transmitted, and finally gathered on the Yin-Yang Soul-Slaying Knife.

"I didn't expect Xiao Shantong to condense the knife's momentum!" Luo Fengsheng's face suddenly became solemn.

Between heaven and earth, all things have momentum, mountains have mountain momentum, and people have human momentum.

If a person goes against the current, it is equivalent to going against the trend, which is extremely difficult. If one can understand this trend, he can follow the trend and rise to the top.

If one can control this trend, it is like standing on the side of the trend of heaven and earth, following the will of heaven, and being invincible.

However, to control the "trend", not only does one need amazing comprehension, but also one must have one's own unique insights on a path, coupled with a strong spiritual support, in order to have the possibility of control.

Therefore, warriors below the Condensation Stage, except for geniuses, basically cannot control the "trend".