Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 116;

When the boy came, he shouted "Senior save me", his body was covered in blood, his vitality was sluggish, at first glance, he would not live for long, but in the blink of an eye, the boy turned into a two-meter-three-tall statue , the skin of the whole body is glowing with red blood, the veins and blood vessels are swimming outside the muscles, and the white steam is gushing out from the pores of the humanoid monster!
The sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu when the heart beat under his chest spread unimaginable vitality like a real dragon possessing his body.

"Monster! How could he be like this...how did he do it?" Gu Xuanfeng swallowed and retreated, his body was limp and trembling.

He was overwhelmed by the torrential blood exhaled by Fang Ping. Fortunately, he wanted to draw his sword to kill Fang Ping just now. If he really made a move, Fang Ping would be able to slap him to death.

Chen Tiande turned pale with shock for a long time, he was sure that the boy came to visit him during the daytime, and he was just here to step on the spot, he had long thought of the trick of driving the catastrophe away and driving away the wolves!
Today's young man looks honest, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he is treacherous and insane, even an old man with rich experience in the world would be ashamed of himself.

"The talent is so high, the scheming is so poisonous, and the city is so deep, perhaps only such a young man can reach the end of the road in the troubled times."

Chen Tiande, who knew he was involved in the vortex and had no possibility of getting away, after appraising Fang Ping in his heart, his eyes were sharp and focused on Luo Quan like two long swords.

Said: "The old man will use all his strength to attack and kill him, but the body of a monster, King Kong is indestructible, immortal, and only a martial arts expert who has attracted innate energy into his body can cause fatal damage to him."

"Is it really immortal?" Fang Ping felt that he had to cheer up the old comrade, "It's a matter of life and death, senior, don't let others' ambition destroy your own prestige, even I can break his demon body, There are scars left on its body, senior, you are a strong person in the pseudo-innate realm, and you will definitely be able to penetrate its demon body."

Chen Tiande was stunned, can the young man break through the demon's indestructible body?How can this be?According to his judgment, the monster standing on the top of the building in the distance is not a fake monster, but a real monster. , How can break open the opponent's demon body?

"Have you talked enough?"

Luo Quan impatiently jumped down the roof, disillusioned with every step, and appeared under the long corridor in an instant, stretching out his big hand to grab a person.

"Iron Sword Jue - Zhan Tian"

Chen Tiande exploded violently, the old comrade's black hair danced wildly, his muscles and bones screamed, and the blood coming out of his body faintly turned into a bloody smoke that was more than ten meters high above his head. A four-foot-long black iron sword appeared in his hand. From bottom to top, he slashed out horizontally, wrapped in his true energy, inner strength, blood, and derived fierce sword energy, with the power to cut the sky, unparalleled like a long dragon.

"Very strong."

Fang Ping thought that even if this sword could not kill him, it could seriously injure him.With the "True Blood State" activated, Fang Ping's true blood circulates throughout his body, his strength has risen to a level, and the second-rank Guizhen Realm can explode into the combat power of the first-rank realm.

However, there is still a distance between the powerhouses at the pseudo-innate level, and it should be a transitional period between the innate level and the ninth rank of martial arts.

"The light of the rice grains, do you think that you also have the blood of martial arts power flowing in your body?"

Facing the old comrade's all-out, stunning sword, Luo Quan sneered disapprovingly, with a crack in his white palm, facing the sharp sword light that pierced the sky, the sound of collision was like metal clashing The sound of the sound, the entire corridor collapsed, and the ground sank in a large area.

"Iron Sword Jue - Shengjiao!"

The smoke of blood hovering above Chen Tiande's head rose to a height of 20 meters with the wind. The body of the sword roared, and the combination of the man and the sword blurred the sharpness of everything in the sky and the earth. , the body was stained with traces of qi and blood patterns, the power of this sword brought Luo Quan a faint sense of threat.

"Sword Intent!"

"Unfortunately, it's just a ray of artistic conception, and I haven't really comprehended the sword intent."

Luo Quan shook his head, a layer of purple-black aura emerged from the white palm, his nails proliferated, and he tore apart the sword energy containing a ray of sharp artistic conception invincibly, killing Chen Tiande himself.

At this time, the few people who were hiding in the distance watching the battle saw the nails on the front of Luo Quan's five fingers, which had grown to a length of more than ten meters, stabbing Chen Tiande's body with a strange black light, and they all stared wide-eyed. Eye.

"Monster...you...you actually lured a demon here." Gu Xuanfeng glanced at Fang Ping incoherently, and moved back involuntarily.

"If you want to escape, now is the time." Fang Ping ignored Gu Xuanfeng's act of smearing oil on the soles of his feet, and after patting Pei Yan's shoulder, he stopped hesitating, and the wind and lightning struck behind Luo Quan, making room for his body. Fang Ping raised his right foot higher than the top of his head, and then, like a huge axe, he slashed at Luo Quan's tall and terrifying figure, which was far less than Fang Ping's.

During the chopping with the leg axe, the energy and blood in Fang Ping's body rumbled and poured into his right leg, causing the right leg to become as thick as an elephant leg, and the destructive power contained in it was extremely terrifying.

"Looking for death!" Luo Quan didn't turn his head, manipulating the five protruding nails on his right hand, combining strength and softness, like five poisonous pythons, holding Chen Tiande down with five long swords. Thousands of human-faced flying insects reared in its skin!
These human-faced flying insects are as big as a baby's fist, with six pairs of blood-colored wings as thin as a cicada's wings, and their faces are like human faces.

"Crash-"

Fang Ping's scalp was numb, and his leg fell on the densely packed human-faced flying insects, and he had nowhere to exert his strength like a mud cow entering the sea, and a large number of wounds were bitten by the human-faced flying insects on his legs.

The body twisted and pulled away a few meters away, but thousands of human-faced flying insects chased up like tarsal maggots. Fang Ping stretched out his big hand and grabbed more than a dozen human-faced flying insects. With strength in the arm, the muscles on the arm were about to explode, but after letting go of the hand, more than a dozen flying insects with human faces vibrated their wings without incident.

"Iron Sword Jue - Wind and Clouds!"

Let Luo Quan's five fingernails entangle Chen Tiande, who couldn't get rid of his body, and put all his eggs in one basket to promote the internal energy of the whole body, and also volatile the "artistic conception" of a wisp of sword intent he had comprehended to the extreme. He turned his wrist, twisted the iron sword, and his body followed the sword Then, a tornado vortex composed entirely of fierce sword energy whizzed up and smashed five nails lingering with purple-black light.

Luo Quan frowned, a little annoyed, whether it was Fang Ping or Chen Tiande, why couldn't they accept the judgment of fate honestly, what was the benefit of such stubborn resistance and struggling.

Thinking of this, Luo Quan stepped forward to the tornado of sword qi that shattered everything. The infinite sword qi mixed in the tornado of sword qi slammed against Luo Quan's body, leaving hair-like tornadoes behind. A thin crack, but ultimately limited.

The next moment, the tornado of sword energy collapsed, and Chen Tiande also spattered blood into the sky, his chest was pierced and flew out.

(End of this chapter)