Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 167;
On the bed, Fang Ying, who was woken up, rubbed her eyes in a daze, got out of bed on tiptoe, and ran to the door barefoot without wearing shoes, and leaned on the crack of the door to look out. It's all instinctive, but the battle that is about to happen in the corridor is not about children playing around. Fang Ping picked up Xiao Nizi's nape collar with one hand and threw it back on the bed.

At this time, there was also the sound of breaking in the corridor. The pounding true energy gushing out from the acupoints all over the body of the bald old man, and the thick true energy spreading out from the body of the black-clothed demon girl collided invisible and qualitative. It was the two rivers that collided, and the force of the air waves spread out, causing the floors in the corridor to fall apart and shatter layer by layer.

The entire inn was in turmoil.

"Hand it over, you are injured, you are no match for the old man."

The voice of the bald old man was extremely unpleasant, hoarse and deep. He didn't want to go to war with the black-clothed demon woman. If the black-clothed demon woman was fierce and desperate, he would have to pay a big price if he got away with it.

The most important point is that there are more than one person prying in the dark with a strong person in the pseudo-innate realm. If he is injured, wouldn't it be that the praying mantis catching cicadas and orioles behind him will take advantage of others.

"Are you afraid?" The black-clothed demon girl has a charming and graceful figure, a delicate and moving face with indistinguishable age, half-hidden under the black veil, and a glimpse of it can make people fascinated, but in her eyes The cold air that emanates is also cold to the bones of the person, and the killing spirit surging outside the body is also strong and cannot be dissipated.

Along the way, she beheaded countless masters of the rivers and lakes, and several other masters of the same level who were pseudo-innate realm died in her hands. If it weren't for this fierce power, she wouldn't have survived to this day.

"Junior, don't you be ignorant of good and bad, and if you don't hand over the Xuanyin Orb, do you really think you can get out of the inn alive tonight? Give the treasure to the old man, and you will be free. No one will shoot you again, and all troubles will be left behind." On the old man's side, this is the best way out for you right now." The bald old man persuaded the black-clothed witch persuasively.

After a while, the black-clothed demon girl remained silent, which had already shown her attitude, she would not hand over the Xuanyin Orb.

"Well then, the old man can only send you on the road with his own hands." The mist billowed around the bald old man, and he disappeared into the dark corridor, soundless, invisible, like a ghost lurking in the dark night , will jump out to eat people at any time.

The black-clothed witch was injured, and her perception ability was greatly reduced, but she did not panic. Five fingers were flying and forming seals. Outside the demon girl, the floor of the corridor was covered with a layer of frost mist visible to the naked eye, as fine as gravel.

The dense frost mist penetrated into the room where Fang Ping lived, and the tea in the teacup in front of Fang Ping froze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The gods fight, and the fish in the pond are hurt." Fang Ping's blood surged, and his body was as hot as a furnace, dispelling the cold air that had penetrated into the room.

The duel in the corridor has also officially started. The bald old man who hides his stature is forced by the thick frost fog that filled the entire corridor. He hangs upside down on the roof above the floor like a bat. The eyeballs rolled over were locked greenly on the black-clothed demon girl, who was only ten feet away from the black-clothed demon girl.

"Blood Bat Claw!"

The bald old man poked out five fingers condescendingly, and the knuckles of the fingers bent into a strange arc. The void space was torn fiercely, as if torn apart the void, and the crimson claw marks rushed towards the The black-clothed demon girl's body was shot, but unfortunately only the afterimage was used, and the corridor floor was pierced at once.

"Xuanyin evil spirit!" A cold female voice sounded behind the bald old man.

A black-clothed witch appeared behind the black-clothed old man like a ghost, her left hand was carved like a black ice crystal, the cold air was overwhelming, and the evil spirit was lingering. The bloody claws went up to meet them, and the two confronted head-on for a round, and it was hard to tell who was stronger or weaker.

Bang rumbling!
Rumble!
The corridor collapsed and shattered between the two figures flickering vertically and horizontally. In the blink of an eye, the two of them, one behind the other, broke through the roof of the corridor and landed on the roof of the inn. Fang Ping, who was sitting in the room, absorbed the light from the window unmoved The moonlight came in, but Fang Ying was very curious, listening to the movement with her ears pricked up.

"Young people are awesome. If you weren't injured, the old man really can't do anything to you tonight!"

The voice of the bald old man came faintly from the roof.

"Gather evil into a cave!"

The voice of the witch in black followed closely.

"Blood Bat Sonic Skill!"

This time it was the voice of the bald old man, who seemed to have displayed the sonic power of a lion's roar, but not as aggressive and fierce as a lion's roar. It was like thousands of bats singing together, falling from the roof into the inn, and the floor of the inn, The doors, windows, tables, chairs and benches were all cracked, and the water in the water tank in the lobby also rippled and bubbled.

"Who won?" Fang Ping looked up at the roof. Just as he was about to stand up to find out, a loud noise approached, and a figure fell down from the roof of the guest room. It was the witch in black.

The demon girl in black who was already injured fought fiercely with the bald old man. It didn't last long, but she also exhausted all her energy. passed out.

The bald old man didn't know where he was, and if he didn't chase him into the house, he might have been beaten to death.

"It's amazing. You can still kill a monk of the same level as the pseudo-innate realm with injuries." Fang Ping looked at the unconscious black-clothed demon girl, squatted down habitually, and began to touch.

"Fang Ping...mother...look, Fang Ping...he"

Fang Ying's small mouth opened wide, she couldn't believe it, Fang Ping's thick eyebrows and big eyes took advantage of others.

"Don't talk." Li Rou raised her hand to cover Fang Ying's eyes.

The skin of the demon girl in black is quite smooth and tender, but it is as cold as ice. Fang Ping's eyes were clear, and his hands fluttered up and down outside her graceful body. He searched for a lot of things, including a handful of golden beans and a dozen large-value bank notes. , some scattered silver, a few empty bottles of pills, and a black and mysterious pearl the size of an egg.

Moisturized and plump, the color is clear.

"Is this the Xuanyin Orb?" Fang Ping thought to himself, a figure fell from the big hole where the black-clothed demon girl fell, but before she could get out of the hole, she was blown back by a wave of true energy that was as thick as the ocean. Go to the roof of the inn.

The middle-aged man who landed on the roof of the inn:? ? ?

"What's going on? That demon girl still has the energy left?" There were actually three figures standing on the roof of the inn. They looked at the middle-aged man who went down the cave and flew back, with awe-inspiring expressions.

"Don't ask me, I don't know anything, anyway, that witch must have no energy left." The middle-aged man replied in a low voice.

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(End of this chapter)