My life of martial arts training

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A hand bigger than a millstone slapped towards the roof where Shen Yuan was. The huge hand brought a violent gust of wind, blowing Shen Yuan's hair. He didn't want to resist it, so he jumped several feet away.

Bang!

The earthen building collapsed instantly and turned into a pile of ruins. The darkness inside disappeared without a trace.

The choice of the others was exactly the same as Shen Yuan's, and they all retreated.

"The concealment talisman is useless. This is not a newly-released evil spirit, and it is very likely that it has swallowed another evil spirit. There is something wrong with the family's intelligence." Wang Yunsheng looked at the increasingly transparent talisman paper in his hand, and his face became more and more ugly.

"Master, that ghost slave is coming towards us." Uncle Fu also looked unhappy and reminded.

"So far, I have never seen the true form of a White Walker, and I don't even know whether it is a 'soul' or a 'spirit'.

You can only use three cloaking talismans a day. Using them too many times will cause the White Walkers in your body to revive. Besides, looking at the current situation, the cloaking ghost talisman may not be useful."

Wang Yunsheng thought quickly in his mind and quickly made a decision in his heart; "Uncle Fu, let's retreat!"

"But, Master, this assessment mission..." Uncle Fu's face changed and he said hurriedly.

"No matter what the shitty mission is, it is obvious that someone has tampered with this mission. If you stay, you will lose your life." Wang Yunsheng gritted his teeth and said.

"Uncle Fu, help me stop that ghost slave. I need time to break the ghost domain."

After Wang Yunsheng finished speaking, he directly used the power in his body. His whole temperament suddenly changed, exuding a cold breath.

At the same time, strange blood-colored lines appeared on his skin. These lines were very strange, as if they grew directly from Wang Yunsheng's body.

Slowly, these lines began to flow under the skin and finally gathered on his arms.

Wang Yunsheng spread out his palms, and those lines emerged from under the skin, like capillaries, twisting and wriggling in the air, as if weaving something.

Uncle Fu looked at the huge mud monster in front of him, with only solemnity in his eyes, and no fear.

He stepped on the ground, and the whole person disappeared on the spot, and came to the chest and abdomen of the mud monster at an extremely fast speed.

Fiery palm!

A raging fire burned in Uncle Fu's hand, but if you look closely, you will find that this ball of fire is just transformed by strong blood.

The palm with raging fire was fiercely imprinted on the chest of the mud monster.

Seeing this, Uncle Fu hurriedly retreated.

After being hit by Uncle Fu, the mud monster just stopped straight in place, and its chest began to melt rapidly like a lit candle, and large pieces of mud fell to the ground.

The entire chest of the mud monster melted directly, leaving only a head, hands, and feet.

However, these limbs gathered together again, and finally a much smaller mud monster emerged, but only the size of a normal person.

"Master, are you done?" Uncle Fu looked around vigilantly and looked back.

I saw that there was a cone woven with flesh and blood in Wang Yunsheng's palm. This flesh and blood cone was emitting a frenzy, evil, and crazy atmosphere.

"It's done." Wang Yunsheng's voice was a little hoarse, and he stabbed this strange talisman fiercely forward.

Ding...

"Huh? Where did the sound come from?" Wang Yunsheng was stunned at first, and then an unbelievable look appeared on his face.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and the talisman in his hand was stabbed on the other's chest.

"White Walker!"

A creepy thought suddenly appeared in Wang Yunsheng's mind. He glanced up and found a solemn and indifferent bronze man staring at him blankly, with a faint and strange smile on his lips.

When did the White Walker appear?

Why did the White Walker use his body to block the Domain Breaking Talisman?

But the White Walker obviously would not explain to him. He only saw a fist covered with mud rapidly enlarged in his eyes.

Wang Yunsheng was about to retreat, but he found that his calf was being tightly grasped by a pair of yellow hands.

"Master!" Fu Bo was furious and wanted to go to rescue, but his speed was not enough to stop the White Walker.

Just when Wang Yunsheng was about to die, the White Walker in his body felt the danger and suddenly became agitated.

Wang Yunsheng's flesh and blood were agitated, and bandages made of flesh and blood surrounded his entire body, directly wrapping him into a mummy.

Bang!

Wang Yunsheng was directly knocked away by a punch, and was also trapped by a large pool of mud.

Feeling that Wang Yunsheng's breath disappeared, the clay bronze man turned around and looked at Uncle Fu who was rushing over.

Uncle Fu's footsteps suddenly paused, his heart seemed to be grabbed by a hand, and a look of horror appeared on his face; "It's actually a soul and spirit type of alien!"

The ghost slave is not an alien. Although he is at the peak of the bone forging realm, he can only barely survive when facing a real alien.

The clay bronze man's feet suddenly became empty, and his whole body fell into the mud.

Uncle Fu saw this scene, his face changed drastically, and he quickly retreated.

Swish!

The disappeared clay bronze man appeared out of thin air behind Uncle Fu, holding a piece of sleeve in his hand.

Looking at the half-missing sleeve, Uncle Fu trembled in his heart. If he hadn't dodged quickly, it would not be just a sleeve, but an arm.

"Ahem."

The blood and flesh bandages on his body gradually dissipated, Wang Yunsheng's face turned pale, he slowly stood up from the ground, staring at the strange clay bronze man;

"Damn, we came too late, the mud rain just now was caused by the successful fusion of this alien ghost."

"Master, how are you?" Uncle Fu stared at the bronze man, not daring to be distracted.

"The ghost talisman has revived at least ten years in advance." Wang Yunsheng said with hatred, his face extremely gloomy.

"What, ten years!" Uncle Fu's face changed drastically, and his old face was almost twisted together.

"Otherwise, how can we resist the attack of this alien." Wang Yunsheng smiled bitterly.

Uncle Fu also knew the situation and sighed.

"This alien is not something we can deal with. Now the ghost talisman in my body is abnormally agitated and cannot be activated again. I must slow down for half an hour before I can try to break through the ghost domain again." Wang Yunsheng kept thinking in his heart.

"Uncle Fu, take that thing out."

"Okay." Uncle Fu responded, and took out a long incense from his bag.

Just when Uncle Fu made a move, the figure of the bronze man sank into the mud again.

Fu Bo was always paying attention to the abnormal behavior of the clay bronze man. When he saw the other party disappear, his pupils shrank, cold sweat oozed out, and he accelerated the movement of his hands.

The sharp nail scratched his palm, and blood dripped on the long incense. The top of the incense was actually lit, and a blood-colored smoke rose up quickly, covering Fu Bo's figure in the smoke.

Brush...

Fu Bo looked at the palm less than half an inch away from his forehead, and a sense of fear was revealed in his eyes. He was just a little bit away from being killed by the White Walkers.

A smell of earth and copper rust continued to emanate from the palm and penetrated into Fu Bo's nose, but he did not dare to move at all, like a sculpture.

The palm of the clay bronze man paused on Fu Bo's forehead for a moment and slowly retracted.