My life of martial arts training

“Splitting Wind Slash!”

He did not think much about why Shen Yuan could find the ghost behind him, but condensed a deep green wind blade to wrap around his arm, and then slashed back without looking back.

A hideous head was thrown up, and the remaining corpse emerged.

It seemed that the situation was changing, but in fact, it was only a blink of an eye. Shen Yuan’s decisiveness and Luo Fengsheng’s reaction successfully solved the second ghost.

“This....”

Seeing the ghost appear, the anger and suspicion on the faces of the others turned into shame.

In order to prevent the third ghost from attacking, Luo Fengsheng first held up the defense, then bowed and said solemnly: “It’s my fault.”

Shen Yuan accepted it calmly and smiled faintly: “What’s wrong with the old man, it’s just a normal reaction.”

“Thank you for your understanding, little friend Han.” Luo Fengsheng said solemnly. If it weren’t for Shen Yuan’s attack, he would have been seriously injured if not dead.

Shen Yuan ignored it this time and looked at the passage coldly.

"You couldn't even deal with two ghost corpses?"

A cold voice sounded in the passage, and then two figures walked out.

The two wore the black robes of the Corpse Demon Sect's foreign affairs elders, and their bodies exuded a faint corpse odor.

"Hong Wenbin, Hou Dezhi!" Chen Nianxin's eyes were about to spit fire, and he gritted his teeth.

"I didn't expect that you, Chen Nianxin, are so lucky to live to this day." Hong Wenbin's eyes were cold, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"But you still have to die!"

"Two Condensation Realm people can barely make up for the loss of the ghost corpses." Hou Dezhi said expressionlessly on the side.

Dinglingling!

The corpse control bell rang, and one, two... five figures appeared together.

When Chen Nianxin saw this scene, he felt like he was falling into an ice cellar, and trembled and said: "One poisonous corpse, two blood corpses, and two silver corpses!"

In addition to Hong and Hou, who were already in the Condensation Realm, it was equivalent to six Condensation Realm people.

Luo Fengsheng looked extremely ugly, and Luo Zizhen and others looked even more ashen.

Shen Yuan frowned, ready to see what Luo Fengsheng was going to do. If they started fighting, they would not be without a chance of winning.

Of course, the premise is that Luo Fengsheng and Chen Nianxin can hold back the two people from the Corpse Demon Sect and the two blood corpses.

"Do you Corpse Demon Sect want to start a war?!" Chen Nianxin said fiercely.

"War?"

Hong Wenbin sneered and said disdainfully: "Hasn't it started a long time ago? And as long as you die here, who knows that it was our Corpse Demon Sect who did it?"

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with them, and get rid of them as soon as possible."

"Old friend, I've hurt you." Chen Nianxin's lips moved.

"Friend Han, I'll hold them back, and you take Luo Zizhen away." Luo Fengsheng sighed and pleaded.

Although the two people from the Corpse Demon Sect did not master the "momentum", their magic skills were extraordinary, and with the five corpse puppets, they could be held back to death.

If he were alone, he would choose to break through by force, but.....

He glanced at the four people of the Luo family and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. He didn't get much benefit, but he had to bury his life here.

"Grandpa, I..." Luo Zizhen was about to speak when he was interrupted by Shen Yuan.

"Grandpa Luo is a little too pessimistic. You hold those two people and the two blood corpses, and I will deal with the other three corpses as soon as possible. It depends on whether the old man is willing to believe me, or, in other words, take a gamble?"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Shen Yuan's mouth.

He didn't want to leave yet. These were seven materials, which were not easy to find, and the fact that the other party had more people did not mean that there was no chance of winning.

Luo Fengsheng looked at Shen Yuan deeply, without speaking, but proved it with action.

A green spear appeared, with green light all over his body, and it shot out like an arrow shot from a bow.

The breeze flowed slowly, but in the eyes of everyone it was a raging wind that tore the world apart.

The spear in Luo Fengsheng's hand stabbed out like thunder, carrying a green wind dragon, sweeping out.

"Hmph!" Hong Wenbin snorted coldly, and the blood corpse blocked in front of him, roaring, and a blood-colored aura rose from his body, forming a three-inch thick blood cocoon.

The green wind dragon roared, crushing the blood cocoon, and the thunderous spear instantly pierced the blood corpse, piercing a bowl-sized wound on it!

Any warrior would not be able to withstand such an injury, but for the blood corpse, it was just a small wound.

Sudden heavy damage, the blood corpse seemed to be enraged all of a sudden, with scarlet muscles exposed, and grabbed straight at the spear.

However, with a puff, the spear and Luo Fengsheng had already drawn the gun like a ghost, and then the gun came out like a dragon.

Swish swish swish! !

In an instant, the spear burst out dozens or even hundreds of green light and shadows. In front of the light and shadow, the cold light of the spear tip was like a wind blade compressed to the extreme, blasting the air, bursting blood holes on the blood corpse, and scarlet blood splashing all over the sky.

However, Hong Wenbin would not watch the blood corpse being beaten. The rich corpse gas burst out and turned into a ghost claw several feet in size, grabbing Luo Fengsheng.

Luo Fengsheng's eyes flashed a trace of coldness. With a sweep of the spear, a giant wind blade was carried, directly sweeping the ghost claw, and the remaining power went straight to Hong Wenbin.

Hong Wenbin, who did not master the "momentum", was completely unable to compete with Luo Fengsheng, but the rich corpse gas had already strengthened Hong Wenbin's physique to be almost the same as a corpse puppet.

With a punch, the wind blade turned into a green light and dissipated.

Hou Dezhi wanted to step forward to help, but a sword light rushed towards him, and he broke the sword light with his backhand.

"Your opponent is me." Chen Nianxin stopped Hou Dezhi, and the sword in his hand burst out with an extremely sharp aura.

Hou Dezhi ignored him and sent a silver corpse to get rid of Chen Nianxin.

Chen Nianxin did not grasp the "momentum", and his previous injuries had not yet recovered, so a silver corpse was enough to hold him back.

The main thing was to gather all the strength to deal with Luo Fengsheng first.

"This is too much!" Chen Nianxin was furious, and he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a delicate pistol appeared in his hand.

The pistol was about two feet four inches long, and the shell flashed with cold and hard metal light, the lines were sharp and smooth, and blue lightning currents flowed on the gun body.

"Thunder roar?!" Hou Dezhi's pupils shrank, his scalp was numb, and he controlled the blood corpse to block in front of him, and hurriedly retreated at the same time.

Boom! !

The blue current on the gun body quickly gathered at the muzzle, and the muzzle roared like thunder, and then a thunder ball broke through the sky and hit the blood corpse at a speed that could not be dodged.

The thunder ball sank into the blood corpse's body, and the blood corpse's skin slowly cracked, and blue light appeared from the cracks until it reached a certain critical point.

Bang! !

The entire blood corpse exploded into pieces. Before these pieces splashed onto the ground and walls, they were turned into charcoal by the remaining electric arc and completely disappeared.

The scene was silent.

Even Shen Yuan's eyelids jumped. This power was a bit terrifying. The blood corpse that was said to be immortal was simply a joke.

"Chen Nianxin, you old man are really good at hiding." Hou Dezhi, who escaped a little, said with a cold sweat and a ferocious face.