My life of martial arts training

"Ugh!"

A masked killer, his eyes bulged, his neck bent to a terrifying degree, blood gushed out like a fountain, a foot high.

Puff!

With a sound of piercing flesh, the Yin-Yang Soul-Slaying Knife pierced into the killer's body, and as the thirty-ninth face appeared, the long knife burst into a faint blue light.

The originally empty eyes of the face actually had emotions at this moment, fear, unwillingness, resentment...

These negative effects formed wisps of black air, entwined around the blade, and constantly affected the knife holder.

A hint of coldness flashed in Shen Yuan's eyes. The demon soldier was an ungrateful wolf that could not be fed. As soon as he became stronger, he began to bite back at him.

The surging Yang Qi poured into the long knife. Under the scorching heat, the black air slowly dissipated, and the black and white blade quickly turned red.

"Ah!"

The thirty-nine faces on the blade screamed miserably, and their indifferent expressions became twisted and hideous, as if they were really being tortured.

Shen Yuan stopped injecting true energy until the blade showed signs of melting.

If the protection of the Yin-Yang Soul-Slaying Knife had not been effective for him, he would have abolished this idiot knife long ago.

"What a cheap bone, you are cheap if you don't clean it up." Shen Yuan snorted coldly, and the long knife made a trembling sound, as if responding.

"Shen Yuan, your knife is really strange." Su Aoran said weakly.

"You are still alive?" Shen Yuan said in surprise.

"Ahem, although my alien attack is not good, my defense is pretty good." Su Aoran's mouth twitched, and he forced a smile on his face.

"Those three body bags, are there aliens in them?"

"Well, they were killed. In order to prevent the aliens from reviving, I imprisoned the aliens in advance." Shen Yuan nodded.

The attack carefully planned by the Red Blood Cult was naturally not a success, and it was normal for people to die. If he hadn't rescued him in time, even Wang Zhong would have died.

"Can you still move?" Shen Yuan asked.

Su Aoran looked at his bloody legs and shook his head: "It should be impossible."

"Hold it." Shen Yuan glanced and said.

"What?" Su Aoran's eyes were a little confused, but the next moment, he understood what Shen Yuan wanted to do.

Two balls of golden flames burned his legs.

"Well!" Fortunately, Shen Yuan sealed his mouth in advance, so that he could only make dull screams.

"Okay." Shen Yuan said calmly.

"You...you want to stop the bleeding for me, tell me in advance." Su Aoran twitched all over and said.

"What's the difference?" Shen Yuan shrugged and left Su Aoran in advance.

Now we can save as many as we can, and whether they can survive depends on themselves, after all, he can't solve the resentment of the ghost.

Return to the secret room.

"Uncle, you are here too?" Su Aoran looked at Su Zhongnian and opened his mouth.

"Well, if it weren't for Shen Yuan's help, alas..." Su Zhongnian sighed.

"You guys chat slowly, I'll go out and take a look." Shen Yuan put the uncle and nephew together and said.

Return the original route.

This attack is a disaster for others, but it is an opportunity for me!

Not to mention the eight storage bags on my body, the aliens in the body bag alone are another source of chaos.

Although it is a bit ruthless to say so, I am indeed a beneficiary, and as more ghost sealers die, the greater the harvest.

Of course, we must also beware of the warriors of the Red Blood Cult and the human world to prevent a capsize in the gutter.

"This attack is almost over."

The Red Blood Cult can cause such great damage mainly because it was caught off guard, and most of the people who helped with all their strength left, which led to the current situation.

However, the key to determining the situation of this battle still depends on the three above.

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A blue sword flashed in an instant.

Swish!

Bai Yousheng's right forearm was cut off directly, and the blood on the wound seemed to have its own consciousness, intertwined, and in less than a breath, the wound was completely healed without a trace of scar.

After a warrior breaks through the body refining realm, the body will usher in a great enhancement. Except for the head, other parts can be restored even if they are damaged.

And Bai Yousheng's blood path of cultivation has a far better recovery ability, and a broken heart is just a minor injury to him.

"Hahaha, Li Chengzhou, no matter how strong you are, you still can't kill me." Bai Yousheng's wild laughter came from the rolling blood cloud.

"Ten thousand seas facing the sky, the vast sea of ​​​​smoke and smoke releases the years!" Li Chengzhou's fists were suspended in front of his chest, seemingly slow but actually fast, stirring up the air of heaven and earth.

Bai Yousheng suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart, and before he could react.

Seven water tornadoes with a diameter of dozens of feet surrounded him tightly.

"This is..."

Bai Yousheng's face changed wildly, and countless rapidly rotating water tornadoes blocked this space with a cutting momentum.

The true essence was condensed to the extreme, almost turning into substance, rubbing wildly, the edge of the waterspout was like an extremely sharp blade, crushing his body-protecting true essence bit by bit.

In an instant, sand and rocks flew, and the area covered by the waterspout seemed to have entered the sea.

Moreover, the seven waterspouts had a huge suction force, just like seven big hands, imprisoning Bai Yousheng in mid-air, unable to move.

He could only watch the waterspouts getting closer and closer to him.

"Master Meng!" Bai Yousheng smelled a hint of death, and panic appeared on his face, screaming.

"What a waste!"

Mr. Meng's face was extremely gloomy, but he could not let Bai Yousheng die anyway.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, and the colored essence surged out, forming an outline of a figure next to him, and said through the voice: "Don't resist."

"Dream change."

Bai Yousheng felt a pull but did not resist. The scene in front of him changed.

When he recovered again, he had appeared outside the waterspout, and a dreamy figure was chopped into pieces and dissipated by the waterspout.

Bai Yousheng looked at Li Chengzhou, with a deep look of fear in his eyes, as if he had returned to the scene of being dominated again.

That move just now could really kill him.

"Space means?"

Li Chengzhou frowned slightly, feeling a little troubled. If they had a head-on confrontation, he would have beaten the two of them into pieces, but Mr. Meng's dream method was treacherous and changeable, although he himself was not afraid.

But it can't cause any real attack on Mr. Meng.

"Li Chengzhou, you will lose this war after all." Mr. Meng smiled lightly.

Now both sides are helpless, but the situation below is beneficial to him.

If the medium of resentful ghosts is not broken, those who are imprinted with ghosts will die sooner or later, and the resentful ghosts themselves are protected by the dream array. Even if people from the three major families come over, they will not be able to break the dream array unless there is a second body refining realm.

But Sikong Guitu and Yuan Tianhao were both overseas and couldn't catch up.

So, he won.

"As long as I keep you here, no matter how many people die, it will all be worth it." A sharp look flashed in Li Chengzhou's eyes, and he quickly made a choice in his heart.