My life of martial arts training

The shocking explosion was like a thunderstorm rolling, squeezing the air and forming one terrifying shock wave after another.

Trees and boulders were all submerged in it and turned into dust.

The huge impact force twisted the air and pressed down from the sky.

The ground under my feet hummed and trembled, and the surrounding plates bulged and tore upwards.

In an instant.

The aftermath of the explosion formed a terrifying dust storm, covering the sky and the sun, rushing away at an incredible speed, and it felt like a sharp blade scraping on the face.

As soon as Shen Yuan turned back, he felt something, his eyes turned cold, and he suddenly raised his arm and grabbed an arrow with lightning in an instant.

The sound of rolling air followed, and the violent wind blew the robes.

At the same time, a terrifying black shadow like lightning rushed towards Shen Yuan's body, with an unknown force, and blasted towards Shen Yuan's head.

Bang!

An extremely deafening and terrifying sound spread from the two, and the strong and terrifying wave spread all around, uprooting the grass and trees dozens of feet around.

Shen Yuan grabbed the iron fist with his left hand and saw the appearance of the person who came. He was burly and wore a tiger mask. His eyes showed shock. It seemed that he did not expect that the carefully planned attack would be easily blocked by a Qi Condensation Realm.

Shen Yuan's eyes were cold and he pinched it gently.

Crack!

The face of the figure wearing the tiger mask suddenly changed, and he instantly felt an extremely strong pain coming from his palm, causing his palm bones to almost break on the spot.

While crushing the opponent's palm, Shen Yuan threw out an arrow with his backhand. Under the impetus of the huge and violent force, the arrow was like being fired by a giant siege crossbow, bursting out, and smashing the arrow that attacked him again, and finally like a missile, it sank into a big tree two hundred feet away.

The wind was howling, the roar was endless, and there was an amazing scene of flying sand and rocks.

A fierce look flashed in the eyes of the man with the tiger mask. He endured the severe pain and broke free from Shen Yuan's hand, but at the cost of half of his palm being shattered.

He stepped hard and retreated quickly.

Shen Yuan rushed forward and kicked violently to the side. This kick did not hit the man with the tiger mask, but the burning power of his foot was like a golden little sun exploding.

The pupils of the man with the tiger mask shrank sharply. At this moment, he seemed to see his grandmother who had passed away hundreds of years ago. There were only a few teeth left in her mouth and she waved at him.

His body instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist, mixed with sparks.

"It's a prickly spot, run away!"

The other people in the forest saw this scene and immediately fled for their lives.

"You want to run away after the fight? It's too naive!"

Shen Yuan laughed, took a step forward, and his body twisted and transformed into four clones.

These clones were filled with a cold aura, and their appearance was almost identical to Shen Yuan. They also looked at each other, revealing a trace of emotion, and seemed to have a will.

With multiple points added and a strong spiritual foundation, the Four Absolutes Phantom Yang Body technique had long surpassed its original limit. It was no longer an illusory body, but could be controlled freely. Each phantom body had a maximum of 40% of his strength.

The more true qi injected, the stronger the phantom body.

However, he was now operating the second Qi Sea, and the true qi was ordinary, not as vast as the first Qi Sea, so he could only use it sparingly. The clones had only 20% of his strength, but it was more than enough to deal with these trash.

Five figures shot out together and disappeared into the forest.

The fierce fighting, screaming, and begging for mercy lasted for a moment, and then all disappeared.

Two phantom bodies were lost, and six storage bags were in his hands.

Shen Yuan's mind moved, and the clones turned into a ball of black true qi and were absorbed into his body.

He probed into the storage bag with his spirit, and the supplies inside made him smile.

"It is still necessary to rely on this kind of primitive accumulation, and resources will come the fastest."

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Boom!

In the smoke and dust, a figure burst out, spurting blood from his mouth.

Bang, bang, bang!

The big trees that three people hugged fell down and exploded one after another, with smoke and dust rolling along the way, and the soil on the ground churning, leaving a narrow gully.

Finally, it stopped in the middle of a tree trunk.

The old demon Chi Lian had his bones and muscles shattered, his flesh torn, and his eyes were full of shock and anger.

Pah!

Under a lush tree, a slender figure in a white monk's robe was standing at this time.

Although he has no hair, his skin is fair, his features are regular and handsome, and his figure is not at all burly, just ordinary. In particular, there is a soft golden halo floating behind him, which makes the monk's temperament peaceful and ethereal, like a banished immortal descending to the world, attracting people to worship.

But only the Red Snake Demon knows what kind of power this ordinary body contains, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Monk Kong Nian, do you want to fight to the death today?" The Red Snake Demon's eyes were gloomy, flashing red, and his heart was extremely depressed.

Originally, he didn't want to wade into this muddy water, but just wanted to leave honestly, but he didn't expect to be teleported with the other party. The two have also dealt with each other several times, and there is a lot of grievances.

What annoyed him even more was that Kong Nian not only had a stable heart, but also had the Dharma to restrain the inner demon. He could only exert 70% of his strength.

"Donor Chi Lian, I still remember what happened last time." Kong Nian spoke. He looked very young, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

A Vajra-Subduing Magical Image gathered behind him, and a roar sounded like a thunderous rage: "Evil beast, why don't you kneel down quickly, thank the Buddha for his grace, put down your butcher knife, and follow me into the Buddhist world!"

Roar!

This roar was not only mixed with Mahayana Buddhist sounds, but also with spiritual secrets.

There were bursts of Sanskrit sounds in the air, and the great spiritual power turned into a golden wave, crossing the void and sweeping towards the Red Snake Demon.

This was to forcibly reverse the Red Snake Demon's mind, twist his will, and turn him into a Buddhist slave. It was an extremely vicious Buddhist secret method.

The Red Snake Demon's face gradually became colder: "Monk Kongnian, don't you think that I am afraid of you!"

The black and red true energy surged out, arousing the evil thoughts in people's hearts.

Even though Monk Kong Nian tried his best to resist, he was still awed by the evil thoughts. In his eyes, the merit pool was soaked with sticky scarlet blood, the leaves on the Bodhi tree fell off, and the prayer flags made of human skin and bone were hung. In the open space of the martial arts field, a dozen vicious people kicked the head of the monk as a ball, making wild and domineering sounds.

The wind was cold and the smell of blood was everywhere.

"Evil beast, I wanted to spare your life, but I didn't expect you to slander the holy land of Buddhism. The crime is unforgivable and you should be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell!"

Kong Nian looked indifferent and put his hands together.

The next moment, the golden light around him suddenly became stronger, as if a big sun was coming. In an instant, golden lotuses were everywhere around him, and illusory Buddhist figures appeared one after another, chanting Buddhist sounds.

"Om!"

"Ma!"

"Ne!"