Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 214;

It was not yet bright, and the depths of the mountain should have been silent and dark.

Now it is as bright as daylight, and the "true blood state" is turned on. Fang Ping, whose golden true blood is swimming around his body, has a huge and majestic body more than one foot high, shining like a round of sun on the area he passes by. The hot temperature is like a burning volcano, which is a manifestation of its vitality.

He carried the Xiantian Xuanbing with two vertical pupils open, and locked on the front with relentless pursuit. After the superb "Turtle's Breath Breathing Technique" was activated, the vitality of the world within a hundred meters was like a tide It boiled up, and immediately this wave of heaven and earth vitality, which was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, turned into mountains and suppressed to the top of Shangguan Yun's head.

A normal "heaven-human realm" strongman can rely on the innate power in his body to mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth within a certain range. Fang Ping broke this rule. He broke through the innate realm relying on his martial arts background. The control or mobilization of vitality is above those innate warriors who rely on "innate qi" to break through.

Boom boom boom!
Under the oppression of heaven and earth vitality, Shangguan Yun's thighs sank violently as if filled with lead, and sank into the ground from the waist down. Even if it was only for a moment, he broke free from the oppression of heaven and earth vitality. It also pushed him into an irreversible abyss of death.

Fang Ping appeared on top of his head, and with all his might, he slashed towards Shangguan Yun from top to bottom.

Buzz

The Xiantian Xuanbing with the artistic conception of the way of the sword, rippling with the sharp aura that everything is invulnerable, ghosts and gods weeping in horror, and the two opened vertical pupils outside the sword body also continuously exude the evil wave that confines the soul.

"Ancient Demon's Throwing Fist!"

Facing the shark-toothed sword blade that he couldn't hide from, Shangguan Yun exerted all his strength, and the blood in his body quickly flowed into his fist, and the fist print swelled to the size of a washbasin under the congested blood. The moment the punch was fierce and fierce, and the shark-tooth blade of the Xiantian Xuanbing swelled, the surrounding area within more than ten feet collapsed.

Bang rumbling!
Through the Xiantian Profound Armament, the fist power that swept out of Fang Ping's body was extremely terrifying. The innate strong man of the third transformation of the ordinary heavenly realm was swallowed by this fist power, and his body might explode to pieces. Fang Ping Pingxin moved at will, and unhurriedly displayed the "furnace raising skill". He used his body as a furnace, and melted away this fist power in the furnace of his body.

"what!"

Shangguan Yun let out a low growl of pain. His fists condensed blood essence and internal strength, stronger than King Kong, invulnerable to water and fire, invincible, but when cut by the blade of the Xiantian Xuanbing, it deflated like a balloon , The shark-toothed blade cut through his flesh and got stuck in his bone joints.

The pain was secondary, the most frightening thing was that the blood in his body poured into the Xiantian Xuanbing uncontrollably.

The Xiantian Xuanbing with two vertical pupils opened, like a blood-drinking monster, greedily sucked the blood in Shangguan Yun's body, and sucked away most of the blood in Shangguan Yun's body in an instant, causing Shangguan Yun's energy to slump, His complexion was pale, his body was no longer tall and straight, his skin was wrinkled and shriveled, as if he had aged decades overnight.

Rather than saying that the Xiantian Xuanbing was devouring his blood, it would be better to say that he was sucking his vitality!
puff
Before the life-and-death crisis, Shangguan Yun broke his right arm with a ruthless face, took advantage of the situation, and retreated tens of meters away in a panic. He looked at Fang Ping, full of resentment and hatred. He did not intend to run away, lost He lost an arm, and most of the blood in his body was swallowed up. He was already very weak. "Do you dare to take off your mask and let me see what you look like?"

Fang Ping has been wearing a bull-head mask all the time. He really wants to know what kind of face the existence that forced him into such a desperate situation is. Reminiscent of the expression of the bearded and purple-robed man before he died, Shangguan Yun thought to himself, He might know the face under the mask, even if he didn't, he'd seen the dead bearded man in purple robe before.

However, Fang Ping shook his head without thinking. He would not take off his mask before beheading the opponent's head. In case this guy has any means to save his life, he is deliberately showing weakness and wanting to see his appearance clearly. , to retaliate after escaping... It is not impossible, the father of this house is the deputy leader of the Sun Moon God Sect!
"Hehehe, you are really cautious." Shangguan Yun laughed at himself, and suddenly said: "Do you dare to kill me? I have the brand of martial arts left by my father on my body. Whoever kills me will suffer from the brand of martial arts. From now on, no matter where you go, you will be hunted down by the Sun Moon God Sect."

Fang Ping frowned, what brand of martial arts?
"If I don't kill you, you won't mobilize the masters of the Sun Moon God Sect to chase me down?" Fang Ping asked.

Shangguan Yun made up his mind, it seems that the other party is still afraid, as long as he can survive and return to the teaching, today's humiliation will definitely be repaid a hundred times, but there is no trace of it yet, "If you say no Yes, I'm afraid you won't believe it, but I don't even know what you look like, as long as you let me live, I..."

The moment the word "I" fell, Fang Ping disappeared together with long-prepared momentum, like a human sword joining together, and with the artistic conception of swordsmanship, he pushed the Xiantian Xuanbing to chop off Shangguan Yun's head.

The head flew to Shangguan Yun, who was on the ground tens of meters away, and said intermittently in his mouth: "I... I am not reconciled... I am not reconciled... Your fate will be a hundred times worse than mine..."

Fang Ping touched the corpse as if he didn't want to hear it. He had a banknote of one million taels, a book of "Ancient Demon Heart Technique and Internal Strength", a bottle of unknown medicine pill, and nothing else.

When Fang Ping was about to destroy the body, Shangguan Yun burst out a strange force from the body, and quickly sank into Fang Ping's body.

"This is……"

Fang Ping inspected the viscera and six internal organs, the eight meridians, and there was no injury or discomfort, but there was an invisible imprint in his body.

"Is it the "martial arts brand" that guy mentioned?"

"With this brand of martial arts, can the deputy leader of the Sun Moon God Sect find me?"

Fang Ping couldn't help but recall the thrilling journey when he was followed by Luo Quan all the way, which was regarded as a blood meal.

"You can ask someone to find out what happened." Fang Ping turned around and came to the body of the man in purple robe with beard and purple robe. He left for a while before several wild beasts gnawed on the man's body in purple robe with beard and beard.

After driving away a few carnivores, Fang Ping took out a few 10 taels of silver and a few bottles of pills from the bearded man in purple robe.

"The two of you add up to less than 200 million taels of silver? Just come to the black market here, are they planning to snatch something by chance?" Fang Ping cursed and destroyed the body of the bearded and purple-robed man.

Not long after, figures appeared here.

"It seems that the strong with the innate realm are fighting here."

"It's a step late, otherwise we'll be able to see a wonderful battle."

"Look at the traces of destruction in this area, the ones fighting are definitely not ordinary innate realm powerhouses."

After a brief discussion, the mountains and fields returned to silence.

(End of this chapter)