Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 154;

The blood on both palms was shining brightly, and the real energy around him was surging like waves, the power of the yellow-robed old man suddenly increased a lot.

In particular, there was a huge and mysterious aura circulating around him. Under the blessing of this aura energy, the yellow-robed old man quickly approached Fang Ping in front of him, clapping his two palms like a storm, sending out The bloody palm strength covered tens of meters of void.

dong dong dong dong!

The dense blood-colored palm strength falls into the void space, and the power contained in one single wave can shake the mediocre pseudo-innate realm powerhouse. Hundreds of blood-colored palm strengths are connected into one piece, covering tens of meters of void, like a blood-colored river , like the bloody mouth of a taboo monster.

"Finally looks like a congenital strong man!" Fang Ping held his breath, the golden blood in his body boiled like a ball of flame, and after the strength of his whole body was accumulated in his two palms, Fang Ping sent out hundreds of domineering and fierce strikes in one go, The invincible boxing strength also blends a touch of knife artistic conception into hundreds of punching strengths.

Rumble!
More than half of the falling blood-colored palm force was offset by Fang Ping's fist force, and the rest of the blood-colored palm force crackled and attacked outside Fang Ping's body, and the "mist true energy armor" flowing outside Fang Ping's body appeared dimly and suddenly Seeing this, the old man in yellow robe showed a long-lost smile.

The young evildoer is overwhelming, and the first-rank realm will challenge this super strong man of the innate realm, but there must be a limit to the evildoer, the cultivation base of the first-rank realm, after all, is no match for him, a super strong man of the innate realm!
"Take your body as your furnace! Take your heart as your cauldron!"

Fang Ping caught the smug smile on the face of the yellow-robed old man, and he didn't make the old man happy for too long. His flesh and blood glowed, his bones screamed, and he performed the high-level health-preserving skill of raising furnace with unity of mind and heart. In time, Fang Ping's huge body, nearly three meters high, turned into a furnace of flesh and blood that melted everything in the world.

puff!puff!
The blood-colored palm strength that penetrated the foggy true qi armor, broke the bones and cracked the heart, continued to sink into Fang Ping's body, and was immediately digested by Fang Ping using his body as a furnace and his heart as a cauldron, like ten thousand The law is not invaded, the diamond is not bad, and the young devil who plundered the internal energy of many lake masters on the top of the mountain and turned it into his own use has the same effect.

"He...absorbed all the palm strength from me...refined it?" The yellow-robed old man was dumbfounded in disbelief, the only remaining eyeball was also stained when he looked at Fang Ping A layer of dignified fear.

The same talent as evildoers, the same magic skills of refining the inner energy of others, what is the difference between this and the young devil on the top of the mountain?
"It's my turn." Fang Ping evacuated the surrounding air like a giant whale, causing his chest to swell, and the veins and blood vessels crawling outside the skin on his forehead were about to burst, and then there was an earth-shattering sound There was a long whistle, and Fang Ping's inflated chest was like a deflated balloon, and the sonic sound from his mouth tore the ground apart.

The yellow-robed old man who was close to the young man was impacted by the roaring sonic sound mixed with true energy and blood, his eyes turned black, and his body softened. Ping, the temperature of the whole body continued to rise, and the body covered with golden blood became like the sun hanging nine days high.

This temperature spread to the old man in yellow robe, and the vigorous qi rolling around the old man in yellow robe immediately evaporated with a sizzling sound.

Manpower is limited, but the mighty power of heaven and earth is inexhaustible. The high temperature rising outside Fang Ping's body is the extraordinary energy he has absorbed from the sun. Knowing how the yellow-robed old man feels, Fang Ping's whole body is warm anyway.

The clenched fist imprint condenses scorching energy. Outside Fang Ping's head-sized fist imprint, there are strands of golden flames wrapped around it. Although there are only a dozen or so insignificant golden flames, the destructive aura wanders around. With a shocked expression, he took two steps back. The temperature of this golden flame is also hundreds of times higher than that of ordinary flames.

After a wave of ups and downs, Fang Ping raised another fist. Under his stimulation, another energy that was sleeping in tens of trillions of cells deep in his body spewed out. The energy material absorbed from within condensed into a ball of blazing lightning that illuminated the universe on Fang Ping's left fist print.

With golden flames in one hand and blazing lightning in the other, Fang Ping stepped on the ground and attacked the old man in yellow robe. He punched the old man in yellow robe, and the lightning flashed horizontally and horizontally.

"The power of blood! Are you a child of a family?" The yellow-robed old man roared in horror, trying to mobilize the mighty power of heaven and earth to imprison Fang Ping's body. As Fang Ping in the furnace state, he was like a murderer who walked out of ancient times, deep in the void. The power of heaven and earth pervading everywhere can only restrain Fang Ping's actions slightly, but cannot cause any substantial imprisonment.

Fang Ping immediately released a fist entwined with golden flames. It was extremely powerful, and his true energy was like a sea. The old man in yellow robe raised his palm to resist, and the internal energy outside his palm was burned away by the golden flame in an instant. The old man in yellow robe With pain, he withdrew his palm and looked away, his whole palm was dripping with blood and smoking.

"Wait a minute...you are a child of an aristocratic family...I don't want to be your enemy. If you want to leave, you can leave. This old man won't stop you."

The yellow-robed old man, who recognized that Fang Ping was a descendant of the family, and whose power he erupted was all from the power of his blood, shouted loudly.

Fang Ping responded indifferently, "The Innate Realm? How could it be so weak? It is more than a star and a half weaker than Senior Baishan. Are you the weakest level in the Innate Realm?"

The yellow-robed old man was speechless. It is true that he had just entered the innate realm not long ago, and the wisp of "innate qi" in his body hadn't been fully refined, but it was because Fang Ping was too monstrous, which made him appear weak. Logically, It is said that a super strong man in the innate realm can crush and imprison a warrior who is at the peak of the acquired world with the mighty power of heaven and earth alone.

"Don't talk? That's it." Fang Ping's heart surged, and he became murderous.

The yellow-robed old man is not as powerful as he imagined. He is much weaker than Bai Shan, who defeated the sub-altar leader of Tianshengjiao. Confidence suppressed and killed the old man in yellow robe.

One more moment of procrastination would lead to more uncertainties. Fang Ping rushed forward, with fiery lightning beating out of his two fists, and golden flames bombarded the body of the yellow-robed old man. The yellow-robed old man dared not fight Fang Ping. In the face-to-face confrontation, he dodged and dodged, his clothes were in tatters, and he was still swearing, saying that Fang Ping was a bully too much, don't force him to die.

Fang Ping didn't want to say much, his leg muscles were knotted, and all the blood in his body was poured into his legs. He appeared in front of the yellow-robed old man with a sharp increase in speed, and he punched out, mixed with golden flames, blazing thunder and lightning Two energy substances, the body of the yellow-robed old man was pierced, and blood splashed several meters high.

The vitality of the innate realm is strong, and the old man in the yellow robe did not die after causing such a heavy injury, and even struggled to escape to the top of the mountain.

Fang Ping chased after him, swiftly breaking off the limbs of the yellow-robed old man.

"Little bastard... you must die..."

The old man in the yellow robe roared weakly, looking towards the top of the mountain.

Fang Ping guessed that the old guy was looking forward to the timely appearance of the devil on the top of the mountain to rescue him.

After swallowing the two Dragon and Tiger Pills that he was wearing close to his body, Fang Ping grabbed the half-dead old man in yellow robe, rode on the exotic BMW, and left the foot of the mountain.

(End of this chapter)