Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 137;

"Wheeze—crash"

On the vast and endless wasteland, suddenly there was a huge wave, and the sound of the stormy waves hitting the shore was endless and undulating with each other.

Accompanied by a seven or eight-meter-long terrifying saber aura, it slashed down towards Fang Ping's body as if it was about to tear the whole world apart.

This scene was like a 40-meter-long sword that fell from the sky and slashed at an ordinary person!

The "sword intent" contained in that saber aura is the most terrifying. It has a sharp aura that kills everything and destroys everything. Fang Ping's pupils constricted and he held his breath. , the light is shining, the waves are jagged, and the thickness is as thin as a cicada's wing, but it looks like the carapace of a thousand-year-old tortoise.

Bang bang bang!
Air waves tumbling, flying sand and rocks, Fang Ping raised his right fist, absorbing the gravel in all directions to the outside of the fist, and the blow of the upward strike of the nine heavens and the nine seclusion hit the seven or eight meter long pounding saber air, covering the outside of Fang Ping's fist The foggy true qi armor buzzed and released a large number of ripples.

The screeching of the saber was piercing, and the aura of the saber swept across Fang Ping's body, nibbling away and cutting through the impregnable foggy true qi armor.

The sharp sword qi rainbow light continuously cutting through the foggy true qi armor, one can penetrate the physical body of a master of the first rank without any effort. In this thrilling confrontation, the seven or eight meters long knife qi melts the ice and snow The size of Fang Ping was reduced by half, and the "mist true energy armor" covering Fang Ping's body became riddled with holes and was on the verge of shattering.

Without the protection of the foggy true energy armor, it is absolutely impossible to resist the billowing saber energy with physical defense alone, but Fang Ping's face shows no trace of panic, his heart moves at will, and everything changes. The "stove raising work" is running continuously.

"Take the body as the furnace, and the heart as the cauldron, the furnace nourishes all the scriptures, and the cauldron conceives ten thousand ways—"

A kind of mysterious perception and aura appeared in Fang Ping's heart. His flesh and blood body seemed to be a furnace of flesh and blood that swallowed all the dharmas in the world. Like a flood of ferocious beasts that flowed into the vast ocean, they were absorbed, smelted, digested, and refined by Fang Ping's flesh and blood body into a furnace of flesh and blood.

"Just as I thought, this Furnace Cultivation Technique can still be used like this..."

The corner of Fang Ping's mouth was smiling, and his heart was beating wildly. He Fang Ping was never a person who sticks to rules and regulations. He was able to play tricks on these two low-level health-preserving skills, the turtle's breath breathing technique and the body strengthening technique.

As for "Furnace Raising Kungfu", a high-level health-preserving technique that can be called against the sky, if it can only absorb extraordinary energy from the thunder and lightning, it can only be said that Fang Ping's understanding and courage are too narrow.

Using the body as the furnace, and the heart as the cauldron, turning into a furnace of flesh and blood during the battle, refining and refining the opponent's true energy and internal force without intrusion, this is the correct use of "raising the furnace".

But that's not all, today is just a bold attempt, at least it proves that Fang Ping's approach is right!
Breaking through the sword energy of the "foggy true energy armor" outside Fang Ping's body, it was a powerful blow from a pseudo-innate realm powerhouse who exhausted his whole body and integrated a touch of "sword artistic conception". The Mist True Qi Armor" has consumed more than half of its power, and the remaining power is also conceivably terrifying.

But when he met Fang Ping, who had turned into a furnace of flesh and blood, he was completely refined in a short while, and it seemed that there was an unexpected harvest. Fang Ping also refined that invisible "sword artistic conception". Fang Ping's every move was covered with a sharp and murderous aura of unsheathed magic sword.

"Can he refine the saber qi that I send out with my true energy? But there is also the "sword intent" that I have comprehended in that saber qi. If this "sword intent" enters the body, even if it does not explode and die, the meridians will be broken That's right."

Wang Gui looked at Fang Ping with wide-eyed eyes, but there was no sign of Fang Ping being seriously injured, and the sharp sense of killing that emanated from Fang Ping's body was exactly the same as the artistic conception of "Sword Intent" he had comprehended.

"Has he also comprehended the artistic conception of "Sword Intent"?"

Wang Gui didn't know that Fang Ping's saber-intent aura was obtained after refining his saber-intent. No one would have thought of this. The mood is confusing and indescribable. exist.

Some people spend their entire lives unable to comprehend a certain artistic conception, and some people once enlightened, go straight to the sky, and may refine the artistic conception of others for their own use, which is unheard of!

"This battle has far-reaching significance to me. The furnace of flesh and blood and the foggy true energy armor are superimposed together. Those below the innate realm can threaten me, unless they are evildoers from aristocratic families or unrivaled martial arts sects. God's pride."

Fang Ping stepped forward and narrowed the distance between Wang Gui and Wang Gui.

Fang Ping had two choices, to kill or not to kill. Wang Gui had no strength to resist, and that knife drained all of Wang Gui's strength. At this moment, Fang Ping could easily kill him, a person in the pseudo-innate realm. Aristocratic warriors.But killing a martial artist from an aristocratic family in the pseudo-innate realm, will it arouse the anger of the Li family?The energy and means of a noble family are unimaginable.

"Am I thinking too much? By rescuing Lao Bai, I have actually offended that vicious woman of the Li family."

Fang Ping, who had figured it out in an instant, stopped being entangled, and his body flickered, and his punch pierced through Wang Gui's heart like a meteor.

Several Li family warriors outside the carriage saw that Fang Ping dared to kill Wang Gui mercilessly, they were shocked and changed color, regretting that they should not have stayed at the scene, they should have obeyed Wang Gui's order, and escorted Lao Bai away.

"You... this lunatic, we are family warriors, you are going to be an enemy of a thousand-year-old family!"

A martial artist from the Li family roared with rage, trying to intimidate Fang Ping with the name of the Li family.

Fang Ping turned a deaf ear, and punched and killed several Li family warriors like a god descending from the earth.

The nine Li family warriors who are all first-rank cultivation bases, if they join hands and fight to the death, they may be able to compete with Fang Ping for a while, but Fang Pingzhan's ferocious power has already shattered the nine Li family members. With the courage of the warriors, Fang Ping killed nine Li family warriors without much effort.

Watching the good show come to an end, Lao Bai gulped and spit dryly. He couldn't believe how Fang Ping's strength had grown so fast, and how ruthless he was to kill them all. Would he kill him? On a whim, he also sent him away.

"What are you thinking about?" Fang Ping's voice sounded. After touching the corpse, he stared at Lao Bai, who was ashen-faced, and said, "The road is far away, and we will meet again by fate. Let's go with Shopkeeper Tong, as far as you can. I didn't show up today, and you don't know me, understand?"

After this incident, there is no longer any debt between the two of them.

"See you again..." Lao Bai got out of the carriage, bent over and gave a salute, and didn't straighten up until Fang Ping disappeared into the distance.

(End of this chapter)