Yan Nu recognized the corpse soldier as the old man who asked him about the situation of the Battle of Jishui before.

Looking around again, he saw the farmer uncle who had called him a horse thief again.

"What... is going on? Are they being controlled?" Yan Nu said in disbelief.

The fifty corpse soldiers with gray skin and green eyes in front of them were all the villagers from the village they passed before, waiting for their children to return from the battlefield.

Shen Leling had discovered it a long time ago and said coldly: "What else could be going on? They were all killed by the Zhang family, and their corpses were transformed into spirit puppets."

"Why?" Yan Nu looked angrily at the man and the ghost who were dealing with Shen Leling.

Zhang Quan glanced at him from a distance, sneered and said nothing.

"What mistake did they make?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Yan Nu's voice suddenly rose to a high pitched voice, like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring.

This voice, with forty years of skill, is truly explosive!

In an instant, the sound waves swept in all directions, and the valley roared and echoed endlessly.

The surrounding air roared and the gravel trembled!

The two warriors who were closer covered their ears with their hands and screamed. The one on the ground who was seriously injured and on the verge of death spat out a mouthful of blood, internal injuries burst out, and he died suddenly on the spot!

Only the corpse soldiers were not affected, and they besieged Yan Nu bravely one by one without fear of death, but Yan Nu ignored them.

Standing still, glaring angrily, letting the corpse soldiers hack at you with their swords, as if they were indestructible!

Zhang Quan was far away and felt his eardrums tingling, his meridians qi and blood surging, and his face changed greatly in shock.

His lips moved slightly, but he didn't dare to answer.

But Mr. Feng said quietly: "Don't look at me, he did it."

"In order to destroy you, the Zhang family didn't want to lose any more men, so they killed nearby villagers and asked me to train corpse soldiers."

"I have to say that these villagers have made some mistakes. Maybe they are... old."

Getting old!

These three words almost drove Yan Nu crazy.

Already angry, he thought of Aweng, who was sent to the battlefield for this reason and never came back.

In an instant, Yan Nu's energy and blood surged up, and his eyes turned red.

The whole body was vibrating with invisible energy, as if enveloped by a layer of arrogance.

His pants were whistling as if he were standing in a strong wind, not to mention his long hair, which couldn't be tied at all. It broke apart from the straw rope and flew up, swaying.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Quan was overjoyed: "He's so angry that he's out of control!"

Shen Leling also looked anxious: "No! Yan Nu, please adjust your breathing quickly and recite your thoughts silently..."

Halfway through her words, Shen Leling was stunned. In order to achieve quick success, she did not teach Yan Nu the mental skills. Yan Nu's energy was simply brushed out.

Mr. Feng also saw the situation and shook his head slightly: "The most important thing to avoid when practicing Qigong is to be eager for quick success. The more Qi you have, the easier it is to go crazy..."

"Hahaha!" Zhang Quan laughed in surprise. Yan Nu's energy was a hundred times greater than his, and the risk of going crazy was also a hundred times greater.

The so-called obsession, as the name suggests, means loss of control and madness.

Losing control is very simple, like a crossbow with an arrow on the string, without moving it while carrying it on the body, and suddenly the arrow shoots out on its own.

Zhenqi normally operates according to the inertia of the exercises, but occasionally it goes astray!

If it is not corrected in time, it is easy to leave hidden dangers and accumulate more and more. Sooner or later, it will lose control and stop operating according to the established route and start to run around randomly.

In severe cases, Qi and blood will flow backwards, destroying meridians, hindering human body functions, and even affecting the brain, causing people to go crazy.

The more Qi there is, the greater the possibility of becoming possessed.

Yan Nu's three thousand years of skill can be said to be achieved quickly, and the inertia of the skill is not enough. Now he is so angry that his true energy is out of control.

"Boom!" Yan Nu kicked the ground fiercely and rushed towards Zhang Quan like a bison.

It exploded across the sky, as powerful as thunder.

Shen Leling was anxious: "No! Don't use your true energy!"

If you take the initiative to use your true energy at this time, the loss of control will only become more severe.

Moreover, Yan Slave has too much true energy. How can he control himself for only forty years now? I am afraid that if he is not careful, he will explode and die!

But then, Shen Leling was stunned.

Yan Nu's sprint was even faster than before! An impressive explosion of sixty years of skill!

"What!"

"A breakthrough?"

Shen Leling's mind was buzzing. One dollar could give him at most forty years of skill.

It's been 60 years since the Yan Nu broke out, but it's still fine. Isn't it just one yuan and two times?

How long was the interval between this? Two consecutive rounds of body tempering!

However, there is indeed a precedent for people who go crazy and break through. Although they will be extremely injured or even die, their combat power will be stronger than before.

"Bang bang bang!"

Yan Nu ran rampant, and the corpse soldiers around him were attacked with steel swords, and they were all knocked away by his strength.

Instead, the entangling black mist, cold and biting, penetrated into his body, but the water talisman responded quickly and resolved it in an instant.

Yan Nu just withstood the chop and rushed out of the siege alive.

The two warriors had ruptured eardrums and had been internally injured by the sound waves. They were unable to dodge and were directly swept away by a gun, causing blood to fly everywhere.

"Hiss!" Zhang Quan's scalp was numb at the sight. This blow represents seventy years of skill!

His last two steps were swept into two pieces and almost exploded.

"Yan Nu! Stop! Stop!" Shen Leling saw that Yan Nu's burst of true energy hovered between sixty and seventy years, and knew that he could not accurately control the true energy.

Each time I only wanted to use it for forty years, but because I lost control, I accidentally used it for decades more.

Strengthen the bones and enrich the muscles. Every time it is used once, the upper limit will be doubled. The upper limit of one yuan and two times is eighty years.

Now Yan Slave is still wandering between sixty and seventy years, so it's fine, but what if the loss of control worsens and it accidentally reaches ninety years?

However, Yan Nu didn't seem to hear it, so he blasted fiercely in the air and charged quickly.

"I told you to leave earlier and you won't leave! Give me the Recovery Pill!" Mr. Feng was so angry that he wanted to kill someone. If he couldn't hurt Zhang Quan, he would have snatched it away himself.

Zhang Quan saw that all the elite members of the family were dead and wounded, and only he was left. He knew something was wrong, so he finally took out the vial and poured out the pills.

Mr. Feng took the two pills and did not eat them. He just put them in front of his nose and took a deep breath. He saw the two pills turned into two streams of vitality and floated into his body.

In an instant, he felt full of energy and hurriedly refined his mana to replenish his consumption.

Seeing that Yan Nu was chasing him, Mr. Feng was unwilling to take action against him. He just used his skateboard to avoid Zhang Quan and distanced himself in the distance.

Yan Nu made a volley and refracted, bursting out with eighty years of skill, and pursued him.

Mr. Feng frowned and said: "Mortal, calm down, do you want to explode... eh?"

I saw Yan Nu volleying and accelerating again, one hundred and sixty years of skill!

"What! One yuan three times?" Mr. Feng's expression changed.

He hurriedly drove the skateboard to let Zhang Quan avoid it, this time with great reluctance.

As a result, Yan Nu exploded with more true energy and refracted it in the air again, with 320 years of skill!

Shen Leling was dumbfounded: "Is this an obsession?"

Mr. Feng even collapsed: "What the hell is this Tai Huang White Jade Gong?"

Can't escape! The speed is too fast!

"That's right..." Mr. Feng could only sacrifice himself and stand in front of Zhang Zhong, spreading his arms, and billowing black mist came out of his body to protect him.

"Bang!"

There was a deafening collision and a loud explosion.

The powerful shock wave blew everything around him away. Under the flying sand and rocks, Zhang Quan vomited blood and hit a tree, breaking countless bones.

"Uh..." Mr. Feng floated above in pain, his ghostly body changing in light and dark, as if he had been seriously injured.

"Why the hell don't you use a stone to block it!" Zhang Quan stood up tremblingly, his face as golden as paper.

Mr. Feng calmed down and then said: "His true energy is out of control and he cannot protect his body."

"So what?" Zhang Quan felt confused.

"I don't kill mortals..." Mr. Feng glanced at him sideways.

Zhang Quan's face was distorted with anger. It turned out that Mr. Feng was afraid that the stone would knock Yan Nu into pieces, so he used his ghost body and black mist to block the blow.

"Do you really want us to die?" Zhang Quan gritted his teeth and said angrily.

Mr. Feng said proudly: "It's just true energy. This level is not as bad as...I'm rough!"
To be continued...