My life of martial arts training

The entire Jiulixiang Village disappeared under this attack. A huge pit with a diameter of more than 20 feet suddenly appeared in the middle of the village, and clear spring water was oozing out from its bottom.

Only a few buildings were left outside the village, standing alone.

"This... This is the damage caused by the Condensation Realm?!" Qiao Qingyue was shocked. She couldn't imagine why there was such a big gap between the two, who were both in the Condensation Realm.

In terms of martial arts strength, she might not be able to survive three rounds in Shen Yuan's hands. If she used the alien ghost, her chances of winning were not great.

"This kind of power is probably about the same as the full-strength attack of the Condensation Realm." Su Linger and Zhang Wanshen opened their mouths and looked at the huge pit in shock.

"This is the style that a Zhiyang warrior should have." Wang Zhong smiled. Even he couldn't cause such great damage. The battles of the Yingui warriors were mainly weird, full of darkness and calculations, and there was no such hot-blooded and rough battle.

Peng!

Shen Yuan fell from a high altitude, and the ground exploded instantly, with smoke and dust everywhere.

Accompanied by a rapid whistling sound, the smoke and dust went far away, revealing his figure.

Although this attack destroyed Jiulixiang Village, it also cost him a lot. His muscles were torn, cracks appeared, blood rushed in his blood vessels like a river, his eyes were bloodshot, and blood was constantly seeping out. The whole person looked very miserable.

This was the first time he used the move of the Zhiyang warrior, the Lihuo Burning Heart Palm!

Although it is a palm method, it is not necessary to swing the palm print. How to use it specifically depends on the caster himself.

"Shen Yuan, are you okay?" Wang Zhong's face changed slightly. Looking at his appearance, he thought he was seriously injured and asked hurriedly.

"It's just a minor injury, it's okay." Shen Yuan shook his head. Compared with killing ghost slaves one by one, this plan is not only fast, but also safe. There is no need to worry about accidents. Although there are fish that slip through the net, it is much better than facing a large number of ghost slaves.

"Little..." Wang Zhong's words just came to his mouth, and his eyes bulged.

I saw that the scars on Shen Yuan's body were recovering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Wait a minute, I'll go deal with those who escaped." A trace of coldness flashed in Shen Yuan's eyes, and his figure left a residual shadow. His palms waved out terrifying golden flames, and the building in front of him was instantly swallowed by the sea of ​​fire and turned into ruins.

The village chief's house happened to be on the outskirts of the village. In addition, there was no cutting corners, so it was one of the few buildings in the village.

In the room.

The village chief brought his grandson and knelt devoutly in front of the shrine of the God of Wish, with a monstrous resentment in his eyes.

"Almighty God of Wish, please help to bring down miracles and eradicate the evil thieves!"

The grandfather and grandson kept kowtowed, making a dull sound, and they did not stop even if a big hole was knocked out of their foreheads.

Strands of thick, ink-like deep black liquid floated out of the shrine.

The grandfather and grandson opened their arms and prepared to welcome the power bestowed by the God of Wish.

Boom!

A golden light smashed the door, and sharp wood chips penetrated into the bodies of the two people.

Looking at the black liquid, Shen Yuan did not hesitate at all, and the flames in his palm surged out, trying to engulf the two people.

But the speed of the black liquid was obviously faster than him, and it penetrated into the bodies of the two people before the flames engulfed them.

Under the protection of the black liquid, the golden flames did not cause much damage to the two people.

"It's you, I treated you kindly, but you killed my son." The village chief had a ferocious face, as if he saw an irreconcilable enemy.

"Why, why don't you die, as long as you die, I can marry that beautiful sister!" The little boy roared, and the malice on his body was even stronger than that of the village chief, surging towards Shen Yuan like a tide.

Shen Yuan was slightly startled, and the doubts in his heart were immediately solved.

The black liquid rolled and surged, forming a thick layer on the ground, and a stream of resentment surged from the black liquid.

Just as Shen Yuan was about to light the soul candle, a big spear shot out from behind him and stuck steadily into the black liquid on the ground.

The two suddenly burst into a strong ghost charm and continued to melt.

"Shen Yuan, use this pen." Wang Zhong's voice slowly floated behind him.

Is this a pen?

A trace of doubt appeared in Shen Yuan's eyes. He pulled up the spear on the ground. A cold air tried to enter his body, but was restricted by some force and could only linger on the spear.

However, another force continued to flow into his body.

300%...400%...500%, almost every breath, the source of chaos would jump hundreds of values.

"It's really a pen." His eyes flickered slightly.

This is a thick black pen, almost the same length as Shen Yuan, the pen body is old, and engraved with strange words.

Especially at the tip of the pen, the black hairs that should have been soft were now tightly together, flashing with cold light, looking like a sharp spear tip.

Hands emerged from the black liquid on the ground and grabbed Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan tightly grasped the spear and swept through the army, drawing a black crescent in the air.

The ghost charms of the two kept colliding and melting, but it was obvious that the ghost pen had the upper hand. Although the resentful ghost was terrifying, it was not the real body after all. It was simply a fantasy to defeat Wang Zhong with a ghost charm.

Hands kept pouring out of the black liquid, but they were all solved by Shen Yuan one by one.

Puff!

The spear penetrated the black liquid and pierced the village chief's body. The ghost pen burst out a burst of ghost charm, and the village chief's body was quickly melted.

After three breaths.

The spear pierced the little boy's body and he followed in the footsteps of the village chief. Without these two media, the ghost charm of the resentful ghost seemed to have lost some kind of support and turned into rootless water.

Chen Yuan glanced at the God of Resentment shrine and sent out the spear.

Peng!

As the shrine exploded, the black liquid on the ground slowly disappeared.

The ghost pen in his hand quickly shrank and turned into a faint light, flying into Wang Zhong's hand.

"You're really rough, kid." Wang Zhong gently stroked the ghost pen, a trace of heartache flashed across his face. This was his lifeblood. Once something went wrong, he himself would have to pay a heavy price.

However, this also proved his trust in Shen Yuan from the side.

Shen Yuan waved out his palm, and the flames engulfed the last building. At this point, Jiulixiang Village was completely reduced to ruins!

"Uncle Wang, I didn't expect that your White Walkers could be used like this." He looked at the ghost pen in Wang Zhong's hand and smiled.

This was his first time using a White Walker as a weapon, and it was a special experience.

"Haha, in addition to improving our realm as ghost sealers, the rest of our time is to study how to suppress the alien ghosts and how to use them."

A trace of pride flashed on Wang Zhong's face and he said: "As long as you understand the abilities of the White Walkers, they will no longer be so scary. The same is true for the ghost sealers. This situation cannot be changed, but the abilities of the White Walkers can be studied and developed from the side. , making the enemy unable to guard against it.”