Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 206; Sword Qi is like a dragon, eliminating evil and doing everything [[-] characters in [-]]

The moment the stone door of the secret room opened, all the hairs on Yuan Wuji's body stood on end.

He saw a puff of white powder sprinkled towards him, and almost under conditioned reflex, Yuan Wuji's true energy gushed out of his body, blowing away the unknown white powder, but what followed was the big white powder. fear.

A five-foot long sword with a wicked and sharp aura cut towards Yuan Wuji with a blade like a shark's teeth. On the surface of the sword lived thirteen strange eyeballs with vertical pupils, one of which was already opened, pale red. When the vertical pupils flickered, it was like a dream, and fell into the scene of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and the blood was flowing.

Even though Yuan Wuji, the powerhouse of the third transformation of Heaven and Human Realm, was locked on by the icy gaze from the pale red vertical pupils, he fell into the Lingtai and lost consciousness for a moment.

"Ghost veins and divine skills!"

Yuan Wuji let out the power of the third transformation of the Heavenly Human Realm with a roar, but the crisis came too quickly and suddenly, without any warning, the mighty internal force in his dantian hadn't had time to be fully released outside the body, and the lingering The shark-toothed sword blade of the light red blood mist cut through the true qi surging outside his body invincibly.

"No!"

In the breath of death penetrating his soul, Yuan Wuji turned his body around, and stretched out his right hand to grab the shark-toothed sword blade. As a result, his palm and bones were separated from his body, and none of the blood that flowed out fell on the ground. , all fell into the evil and sharp long sword.

"Ahh! Despicable villains... sneak attack on the altar master!"

Yuan Wuji, who paid the price with one palm, retreated into the secret room panting heavily, with the joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe in his eyes, but more anger and murderous intent.

He Yuan Wuji is at the pinnacle of the third transformation of the Heavenly Human Realm, and he is in charge of the branch of the Tiansheng Sect. In this Guangling Mansion, he can be regarded as an existence in the top category. One of his palms, if he hadn't resisted with his bare hands at the critical moment, and paid the price with one palm, he might have his head cut off at this time.

"It's a pity. I wanted to end the battle, so I don't need to waste time."

Fang Ping, standing at the door of the secret room, shook his head and sighed.

This sigh fell into Yuan Wuji's ears, making him furious even more, especially after he saw clearly that the person who attacked him was a young man in his 20s, "The first change in the realm of heaven and man...you...what the hell is going on?" Who is it, is it a master of Zhen Wusi?"

Zhen Wusi cleans up the world and enforces the law on behalf of the sky. For a long time, he has been a knife hanging over the head of Tianshengjiao.

"It's useless to talk too much."

Fang Ping's bones groaned, his body swelled, and his muscles surged into the state of true blood. His body was raised to more than one foot high, and the golden blood light shrouded his body, and the scorching heat on the surface of his skin burned the void like a raging flame. There is still white steam spraying out of the body with a whining sound, and the combat power of the whole body can be said to be pushed to the peak.

Seeing the young man's transformation into a little golden giant, Yuan Wuji gasped and shuddered. He was thinking a moment ago that Fang Ping's surprise attack on him must be due to a huge gap in strength. Although he lost a palm, But to suppress a congenital martial artist who has the first transformation in the heaven-human realm is still very sure.

But at this time, Fang Ping, who was in the "true blood state", had a powerful martial arts aura, like a young god who came out of ancient times, giving him a double impact both visually and spiritually.

Not only that, the shark-toothed sword in Fang Ping's hand is the most terrifying. The vertical pupil eyeballs opened outside the sword body are weird and evil, and the soul-stirring, there are veins like veins wriggling around the edge of the eyeballs. Network, this is a sword with life!

"Innate Profound Armament..."

"This is the Innate Profound Armament!"

Yuan Wuji suddenly realized that the long sword in the young man's hand was a legendary congenital weapon with various inconceivable abilities!
But it doesn't matter anymore.

Fang Ping, who had turned on the true blood state, entered the secret room like a dragon and a tiger, and the kunpeng entered the secret room like a predator. When he swept out with a sword, he kneaded the artistic conception of the way of the sword and the concept of the way of the sword into the edge of the sword, The Xuanbing roared, and the shark-tooth-shaped blade rolled red mist, and the sense of sharpness penetrated Yuan Wuji's body and soul.

Whoosh!
The void is blending with the artistic conception of sword, and the shark-tooth sword blade of the artistic conception of sword chops down, leaving long-lasting marks. Yuan Wuji's face is pale, and he dare not touch his edge at all, that is a congenital weapon!How could his flesh and blood be able to block the sharpness of the Xiantian Xuanbing, but blindly dodging is not the answer, and this secret room is not enough for him to let go of his hands and feet.

"Ghost veins big handprint!"

The blue and red rays of light intertwined on the outside of his face, Yuan Wuji was accumulating true energy in his dantian, and made a big black handprint with his palms coldly.

Fang Ping attached the tortoise's true energy, as thick as a river, to the Xiantian Xuanbing.

Rumble

The turbulent wind and waves ruthlessly destroyed the secret room, the ground fell apart, and huge boulders fell from the top.

"What's going on? Is there an enemy invasion!"

The congregants of the Tianshengjiao sub-altar gathered together and picked up their weapons.

In the secret room that had been reduced to ruins, two figures rushed out one after the other. In front was Yuan Wuji, in a state of distress, with disheveled hair and a palm that had disappeared. Behind him was a tall figure, many feet tall, covered in golden blood. Light, white steam, the short-haired and short-cut boy who is as menacing as a god, holding a long evil sword, chasing and killing Yuan Wuji from heaven to earth!
The sword energy Fang Ping emitted when he swung his sword combined the artistic conception of the way of the sword and the way of the sword, as well as the incomparable power of the resurrection of the congenital profound soldiers, like a long dragon bombarding Yuan Wuji's back in front, tearing Yuan Wuji apart. The majestic zhenqi outside his body left deep and visible wounds on Yuan Wuji's back.

"Oh my god, who is he, he can chase after the altar master, and the altar master is a super strong man with the third transformation of the heavenly realm!"

The congregants of Tianshengjiao were shocked by the scene in front of them. Yuan Wuji, who used to be aloof, domineering, and extremely cruel, was as terrifying as a demon in the eyes of many congregants of Tianshengjiao. It's a bit of a fairy tale to be chased and hacked by a young man who can compete with Yuan Wuji.

"Xiantian Xuanbing! Xiantian Xuanbing! Without this Xiantian Xuanbing in hand, it is impossible for him to threaten the altar master..."

Yuan Wuji thought up to this point, and shouted: "The great enemy is coming, meet the enemy together with the altar master!"

There are thousands of members of the Tiansheng Cult here, even if they can't threaten Fang Ping, if they can delay for him for a moment, he will have room to change.

Whoosh whoosh!
A huge crossbow arrow like a spear pierced the sky and shot at Fang Ping.

The lethality is astonishing. These crossbow arrows propelled by the machine can shoot through the body-protecting true energy of a third-rank powerhouse.

Fang Ping indifferently operated the superb "Turtle's Breath Breathing Technique", and the sound of breathing was as shocking as a tsunami and landslide. An unimaginably thick and shocking light blue true energy followed closely. From his mouth, nose, and under the pores, a large area gushed out, flowing and shining, and condensed into a true qi armor covering Fang Ping's whole body!

The surface of the armor is as jagged as the undulating sea surface, and it also looks like the shell of a turtle, dotted with a large number of water ripples.

Bang bang bang!
The giant crossbow arrows that were shot pierced Fang Ping's "fog-like true energy armor" one by one, but lost power after sinking more than half an inch deep, while Fang Ping's condensed "fog-like true energy armor" ", as the tortoise's true energy in his dantian became stronger and stronger, the thickness was also close to two inches.

"This..." Yuan Wuji's pupils were shocked and his eyes widened. He is the peak of the third transformation of the Heavenly Human Realm. After the true energy is released, the scale is like a torrent of rivers, but he can't compress the true energy into an inch thick The reason for the armor is that the quality of his zhenqi is not enough to gather qi to form an armor. Fang Pingtian condensed an inch-thick armor of zhenqi in the first transformation of human realm, which shows how thick his zhenqi is.

"kill!"

Fang Ping, whose body was covered with foggy true qi armor, rushed towards Yuan Wuji violently. On the way, he brandished the Xiantian Xuanbing. A dozen sword qi were unparalleled, carrying the artistic conception of the way of the sword. He went among the crowd, harvested hundreds of lives, and tore apart the dozens of crossbow carts.

"Monster, even if we rush forward, we will lose our lives in vain."

The congregants of the Natural Nature Sect, who had personally experienced the horror of it, lost all courage.

At this moment, Fang Ping was attacking Yuan Wuji with overwhelming arrogance, and the Xiantian Xuanbing slashed and slashed at the opponent in his hands. There were no endless sword moves, and no exquisite changes. The shark-toothed long sword with vertical pupils, in Fang Ping's hands, is like a scourge that has stepped out of a cage, a sledgehammer that can destroy the world!

Wow

The moment the shark-toothed sword cut through Yuan Wuji's skin, he devoured the blood in Yuan Wuji's body. Every time there was an extra wound on his body, Yuan Wuji's body would become weak and weak. , his hands and feet were also cold, and there was a scene of death in which his head was cut off by a sword.

"Junior, you have insulted me too much... How dare you put down the magic weapon and be upright with me..."

Without saying a word, Fang Ping sealed his mouth with a puff of white powder, and then punched out, wide open and closed, extremely overbearing, wrapped in the artistic conception of fist and palm.

bang rumble

Yuan Wuji flew upside down, his body embedded in the stone wall several meters deep.

"What kind of killer is that white powder?"

"Things that can threaten the altar master, a third-generation powerhouse in the heavenly-human realm, are undoubtedly taboo things, and they may be ancient strange poisons."

……

Deep in the stone wall.

Half of Yuan Wuji's body was almost blown and embedded in the big pit on the stone wall. He was mad with hatred, and he clearly had the advantage in the realm.

He also wanted to fight back, but Fang Ping held in his hand the invincible innate mysterious weapon, which is invincible, and it is like two ordinary people fighting. fight back.

"die!"

Fang Ping held his breath, the tortoise's true energy outside his body flowed like a tide and attached to the Xiantian Xuanbing, and he slashed out hundreds of sharp sword energy in one go.

dong dong dong dong!

Under the bombardment of hundreds of sword qi, the mountain wall collapsed, and the Tianshengjiao sub-altar hidden in the ground would be buried deep in the ground. At the bottom of the ruins and rocks high on the hill, there was a pool of blood flowing slowly.

"The altar master is dead?"

"What should I do? The altar master is dead, and the whereabouts of the two guardians are unknown, and they may have been killed by that kid."

"I surrender, don't kill me, I surrender!"

Groups of figures put down their weapons and lay down on the ground.

Fang Ping squinted at the members of the Tiansheng Cult who surrendered, and asked, "Where are the pregnant women captured by Yuan Wuji kept?"

In order to refine the Blood Infant Pill, Yuan Wuji arrested hundreds of pregnant women, and only waited for Master Danyun to refine the "Blood Infant Pill" for him, Yuan Wuji would take out hundreds of pregnant women alive and return them to their stomachs. Unborn baby.

"They're all locked up in the Zhang family's dungeon." A member of the Tiansheng sect replied.

Fang Ping nodded, went back to the secret room and called out Master Danyun.

"Little friend killed that Yuan Wuji?" Master Danyun looked at Fang Ping with trembling eyes. Fang Ping first said that he was an innate warrior, and when he wanted to kill Yuan Wuji, he was still worried. No, the dust has settled. It is really hard to imagine how Fang Ping practiced, so young that he can kill the super strong man of the third transformation of the Heaven-Human Realm.

"Well, I succeeded in a sneak attack by luck." Fang Ping looked not far away, and several members of the Tiansheng Cult came carrying a large box, which was filled with gold, silver and jewelry, and there were more than 50 taels of silver tickets.

Fang Ping only took away the bank notes that were easy to carry with him, and then went outside with Master Danyun. Just when many members of the Natural Sect were relieved and thought they had escaped, Fang Ping destroyed the only secret passage leading to the outside world. In this way, the living members of the Tiansheng Cult were buried at a depth of more than ten meters.

"Heaven has the virtue of good life, but the thieves taught by nature have the lives of innocent people on their hands. It is in accordance with the way of heaven to kill you all." Master Danyun agreed.

a while.

In Zhang's dungeon, Fang Ping opened the cold prison door and released hundreds of pregnant women captured by the Tiansheng Sect.

"Thank you my benefactor."

The rescued pregnant women bowed their heads in gratitude to Fang Ping.

Master Danyun expressed his feelings: "This family's collusion with the Tiansheng sect is also hateful. When the old man returns to Guangling Prefecture, he will report what happened here to the government and ask the government to act according to the law."

Get rid of evil!

Fang Ping had a good impression of Master Danyun. He was a highly respected old comrade. With so many things, the matter of asking the other party to help him refine Yunshen Pill is a certainty.

a day later.

One old and one young returned to the manor in the inner city of Guangling Prefecture.

"Teacher, this time is thanks to you, go back and rest." Master Danyun praised the little Taoist amiably.

Looking at Fang Ping, Master Danyun said: "Little friend, do you want me to refine Yunshen Pill?"

"That's right, if possible, this junior would also like a prescription for Yunshen Pill." Fang Ping replied based on the principle that having a mother is not as good as having a father.

(End of this chapter)