Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 129; Mist True Qi Armor [two chapters combined into one [-] words]

The black-robed man had fierce eyes and a stern expression, warning Fang Ping not to make himself an enemy!
The adsorption force generated by the vortex of true qi circling outside his body crushed all the flowers, plants and rocks involved into fine powder, but it couldn't shake Fang Ping, who was wrapped in a foggy true qi armor.

The misty zhenqi armor circulating outside Fang Ping's body was as thin as a cicada's wing, with jagged light, and shaped like a gorgeous robe inlaid with crystal gems.

Although the black-robed man, a pseudo-innate-level martial arts master, can also release a heavy body of true energy through his body, forming a vortex of true energy that absorbs and shatters everything, but its form and essence are still in the invisible and qualitative stage, which shows that Fang Ping The quality of his true energy has reached a level that shocks the world and surpasses the constraints of his own realm.

Just like two ancient wells, the black-robed man is a deep well, but it is not filled with water, and Fang Ping is a shallow well, but it is filled with water.

If it wasn't for the fact that after the "Turtle Breath Breathing Technique" was upgraded to the state of "reaching the pinnacle", the true qi transformed and gave birth to the "foggy true qi armor", Fang Ping would not rashly stand up and fight with a pseudo-innate Now he just wants to test how strong he is in a hearty peak battle.

After all, the premise of doing this is to have the confidence to retreat at any time, otherwise it will violate Fang Ping's consistent proposition.

"The tortoise's breath of true energy penetrates the body, and after it turns into a foggy armor of true energy, it lasts at most a quarter of an hour. During this quarter of an hour, I have an invincible defense. In other words, This battle will end within a quarter of an hour!"

Fang Ping moved forward with overwhelming momentum. In his bones and blood vessels, he absorbed a large amount of air through the operation of "Turtle Breath Breathing Technique", and broke through the huge two-meter-high figure, just like a juvenile walking out of a wild world. gods and demons.

The veins and muscles are knotted, and the skin of the body with pulsating blood vessels is bright red like dripping blood. The pores all over the body are like a boiling kettle, spraying white steam "whining", giving people a visual and spiritual feeling. Shock!
Ji Meng retreated to the hillside in the distance, panting and wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, and when he looked at Fang Ping's back, he said with a wry smile: "The guardian of the natural sect division is at least a top-level master of the first-rank realm, I'm not him But Brother Fang... How can his majestic aura be more intimidating than that day's natural sect protector?"

Chu Ying shook her head blankly. She only knew that a year ago, when she met Fang Ping for the first time, the boy was honest, honest, and ordinary. But today, she has gradually gotten used to the boy's exposure. The face of the evildoer.

"Bastard, do you really want to be an enemy of this Dharma Protector? Be an enemy of the Natural Sect?"

The black-robed man was furious, he had already issued a warning, and the young man would go down the slope before he got off the donkey, this is not taking him seriously.

Take a step back and say that the young man is really a son of a wealthy family, a martial arts sect, and a martial arts cultivation of the second-rank return to the true state, so he is going to confront a strong man of the "pseudo-innate state", no matter from which angle he looks at it , the odds are slim.

What is a "Pseudo-Innate Realm" powerhouse?That is, as long as a ray of "innate energy" is refined, it can resonate with the heaven and the earth, thereby controlling the power of the heaven and the earth, and breaking away from the top power of the acquired mortal womb.

Although the black-robed man didn't draw "innate energy" into his body, as a "pseudo-innate" powerhouse, he has already reached the peak of acquired, and it is easy to crush a first-rank martial arts powerhouse.

"That's a lot of nonsense! Give me a punch!" Fang Ping disappeared on the spot, and the next moment, a god and demon appeared in front of the target. It will affect Fang Ping's combat power. He punched out with great force and swallowed mountains and rivers. When the huge fist penetrated the air, it ignited a scorching flame.

"Crash-"

The foggy true qi armor that circulated outside Fang Ping's body was shimmering and rippled, which offset the adsorption force of the black-robed man's vortex of true energy for him, let alone fighting with the black-robed man with bare hands. , as soon as he got close, he would be torn into pieces of flesh and blood by the vortex of true energy outside the man in black robe.

"Five Poison Palms!"

The black-robed man does not retreat but advances. The young man ignores his advice and insists on being his enemy. Then he can only kill him without leaving any room. To deal with Fang Ping, who is suspected of being a child of a wealthy family and a martial arts sect, he will be dead if he doesn't take action. , as soon as he makes a move, he must do his best. If Fang Ping escapes, there will be endless troubles.

The palm of the right hand is filled with stench and filth, and the emerald green color blasts out. This is the palm martial art practiced by the man in black robe. In the early stage of practice, five kinds of highly poisonous things, centipede, poisonous snake, scorpion, gecko, and toad, are used to bite the palm of his hand. , After Dacheng, a palm is issued, and the poisonous gas rolled up can kill a large group of warriors.

Bang bang bang!
When their fists and palms collided, both of them trembled. Fang Ping's fist was powerful, wide open and closed, vertical and horizontal, while the palm technique of the man in black robe was soft and cold, and contained a bone-destroying drama. The poison wanted to penetrate deep into Fang Ping's body, but outside Fang Ping's body was a gorgeous robe-like "Mist True Qi Armor".

That rotten and heart-destroying true energy just left a crackling corroded ripple on the shimmering "mist true energy armor".

"Troublesome! How did this kid manage to become armored with true qi? Did he practice some kind of secret martial art that can make true qi transform and grow?" The black-robed man frowned.

He raised his head to the sky and shouted violently, the tornado of true energy outside his body disappeared invisible, followed by the black-robed man dormant, the power belonging to the pseudo-innate realm powerhouse revived like a ten-thousand-year volcanic eruption.

Although there was no sudden increase in muscle mass or changes in physique, after the black-robed man unleashed the power of a pseudo-innate-level powerhouse without leaving any room, the threat he brought was extremely strong.

Fang Ping didn't dare to hold his breath, and pushed the purple true blood in his heart to flow to his limbs and blood vessels all over his body. The purple true blood bred in Fang Ping's heart contained life energy equal to one drop. The top of the roof is covered in mixed blood.

During the process of circulation in the body, Fang Ping felt the comfort of his power surge again, every movement of his hand and every throw of his foot echoed with inexhaustible power.

The black-robed man also noticed this, but for a moment he couldn't see why.

"Five Poison Palms!"

"Heartbreaker!"

Two completely different palm martial arts, one is soft and cold, rots the bones and the heart, and the other is infinitely powerful, smashing the viscera and destroying the heart, which is mastered by the man in black, and he can use it left and right.

"The five poisonous palms and heart-destroying palms are all superior martial arts that I was born to teach, and they have all been cultivated to great success by the iron protector. The iron protector himself is still a super strong person in the pseudo-innate realm. That kid will definitely die!"

The old man in white robe who watched the battle expressed his opinion.

Standing beside him, the old man with dark spots on his face also agreed. How can a boy under 20 years old be able to resist the full force of a pseudo-innate powerhouse.

"No, I'm going to help Brother Fang!" On the hillside, Ji Meng raised his spear and wanted to rush over.

At this time, Chu Ying was a bystander and grabbed Ji Meng clearly. In her opinion, Fang Ping dared to challenge Tian Shengjiao's Dharma Guardian, so he had a certain degree of certainty. Mere money was not worth Fang Ping's life. Rushing up at this time will only add to the chaos.

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The all-out eruption of a pseudo-innate-level powerhouse indeed dragged Fang Ping into the shadow of death like an abyss. Take it easy!

Seeing the black-robed man who had used two kinds of palm martial arts and blasted hundreds of palms at once, Fang Ping went up to him without dodging. The blood vessels outside the skin of his two arms were wriggling like pythons. The knotted muscles were also covered with blue veins as big as loach. After clenching his fist, Fang Ping punched out as densely as raindrops!
The moment the void space exploded, like shooting stars, it counteracted the attack of the black-robed man.

Boom boom boom!
The air wave soared to the sky, the ground shook, and the ground within a radius of [-] meters was riddled with holes and disintegrated. The terrifying air wave spread to the mountain wall not far away, and the mountain wall as thick as a city wall was crumbling. crack.

"Do you only have this bit of strength as a Dharma protector? The strength of a pseudo-innate realm powerhouse is beyond your imagination!" The black-robed man flew into the air, waving his palms like rain, and there was a faint feeling between the two palms. This kind of sympathy oppressed Fang Ping, Fang Ping was inferior in strength, one after another, he attacked Fang Ping's body with visceral and heart-breaking, cold and bone-piercing palm strength.

The "fog-like true energy armor" wrapped around Fang Ping's body continuously rippled and rippled, but there was no sign of fragmentation. The palm strength that fell outside the "fog-like true energy armor" dissipated like a mud cow into the sea. , the "foggy true qi armor" condensed with "turtle's breath true qi" is different from exhaling true qi.

Although the release of true energy can resist attacks such as knives and axes, the "mist true energy armor" outside Fang Ping's body is both rigid and soft, with a degree of relaxation. While rebounding external attacks, it also has the effect of absorbing and disintegrating.

"Kill!" Pingdi roared, Fang Ping opened his arms, and hugged the black-robed man wide open, as if he wanted to use two arms as thick as palace pillars to strangle the black-robed man alive.

This kind of attack is full of loopholes and the door is wide open, but it is impossible for normal people to attack like this in a desperate fight, but Fang Ping is an exception. He has an indestructible "fog-like true energy armor" that rebounds and absorbs all attacks .

The hair on the back of the black-robed man stood up, and he rushed towards his young man. There was a body of flesh and blood, which was clearly a human-shaped beast. The yin, cold and poisonous strength combined the mysteries of the "heart-destroying palm" and "five poisonous palms"!

This force spread to the flimsy and gorgeous "fog-like true energy armor", part of it was rebounded, part was swallowed and decomposed, and only a small part penetrated the "fog-like true energy armor". " entered Fang Ping's body.

Fang Ping took a breath, and the small part of the cold palm force that penetrated into his body made his flesh and bones feel like they were about to be corroded and melted, and his heart felt as if it was being pinched by a big hand. Suppressing the discomfort, Fang Ping hugged the black-robed man with his arms together, the scene was a bit indecent.

Fang Ping in the true blood state, his body is close to [-] meters, his skin is red, white steam is wrapped around his whole body, and his muscles are covered with blue veins and blood vessels. Compared with him, the man in black robe is really weak, wrapped around two legs of the man in black robe. The arms, like two long dragons, burst out with strength, and the man in the black robe suddenly screamed.

The bones in his body were about to break, and his internal organs were squeezed to the point that blood oozes out.

"How is it possible..." The two elders in the distance were dumbfounded. The dharma protector of the pseudo-innate realm was suppressed by a boy of the second-rank return to the true realm in a one-on-one confrontation.

There is more than a small gap between the second-grade Guizhen Realm and the Pseudo-Innate Realm. A strong person in the Pseudo-Innate Realm is a master who is only one step away from the "Innate Realm"!

"Win?" Chu Ying cheered loudly, "That's amazing. A year ago, he was only at the third rank, just like me."

Ji Meng's pupils contracted, was the boy still at the third rank a year ago?

In other words, it only took the young man more than a year to grow from the third-rank realm to the point where he could go backwards and rival the powerhouses of the pseudo-innate realm.

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"Cough cough!"

The upper body of the black-robed man with Fang Ping's two arms in his arms was pale and his eyes were bloodshot. He could feel a terrifying force gradually squeezing his body, but Fang Ping wanted to live It's not that easy to strangle him to death, the pseudo-innate realm powerhouse has bones harder than black iron!

The black-robed man mobilized all his energy and internal energy, and competed with Fang Ping. It would depend on who was exhausted first. The black-robed man felt that he had a better chance of winning. Cheng Jia can only show that Fang Ping's true energy quality is higher than his, but in terms of the total amount of true energy, it is definitely not as good as him.

"Boy, as long as you loose your strength, this protector will make your life worse than death!"

Roaring hoarsely, the black-robed man kicked towards Fang Ping's crotch with his legs thrashing.

Fang Ping was as motionless as a mountain. He was surrounded by a "mist true energy armor". The upper body of the man in black was tightly bound by his two arms, and his two calves could not exert any strength at all.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for that time!"

Fang Ping won't be in a stalemate with the black-robed man. He runs the "stove raising skill" to release the extraordinary energy absorbed from the thunder and lightning from the tens of trillions of cells in his body. It turned into a bright electric current visible to the naked eye.

Seen from a distance, flaming lightning bolts sprang out from Fang Ping's body in vain, lighting up the universe. Each one was filled with an indescribable aura of destruction. There were screams, smoking flesh, body convulsions, and hair and eyebrows were scorched by the high temperature.

There was a heavy rain a few days ago, and Fang Ping once again led the thunder into his body to feed tens of trillions of cells in his body. Not even a chance to dodge.

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(End of this chapter)