Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 259;

"A strong man in the Divine Treasure Realm uses the secrets of the human body in his body to mobilize the vitality of the heavens and the earth, so that he can integrate them into the martial arts he sends out as he pleases. This is the biggest difference between the warriors of the Divine Treasure Realm who have opened up the secret treasures of the human body and the warriors of the Heavenly Human Realm. gone."

On the cliff tens of miles away, Fang Ping looked into the encirclement and became mad. He wanted to fight with Lu Qianqiu, Monk Xuanming, and many masters of the rivers and lakes. Flying tens of miles away makes people feel immersive and breathless, especially the ability to arouse the vitality of the surrounding world with a single gesture, and the ability to wave it at will is also terrifying.

Tantai Qingluo, who was wearing a slim metal armor on her upper body and wearing crystal black jade shoes, stood beside Fang Ping and nodded in approval, "You are right. You can mobilize the vitality of the surrounding world as you like through the secrets of the human body in your body."

"This is very different from the warriors in the heaven and earth realm who can only temporarily use the vitality of heaven and earth through the innate energy in their bodies."

Fang Ping gazed into the distance with scorching eyes, for fear of missing the terrifying battle that would ensue.

"The souls of the ten directions are destroyed!"

The deep and sharp voice belonging to the old soul-chasing man rose into the sky, shaking many masters of the rivers and lakes dizzy and dizzy, their blood flowed backwards, and before they could react, a torrent of true energy that destroyed the sky and the earth came from the old soul-chasing man, It hits in all directions like a tide.

Wow

The vitality of heaven and earth merged into the torrent of true qi, and its majesty and majesty destroyed the dead. Seeing that many masters of the rivers and lakes present were about to be swallowed up, the monk Xuanming, who was surrounded by cassocks and Buddha lights, chanted a Buddha's name in a low voice, and his skin was dyed from head to toe. A layer of gold paint is applied, as if the Arhat came to the world, and the Buddha came to the dust.

Sweeping the Zen stick in his hand, a ghost image of a five-clawed celestial dragon with distinct scales and armor opened its mouth to swallow the vitality of heaven and earth, and its blurred body instantly enveloped the bodies of many masters of the rivers and lakes as large as a river.

Rumble

The slapping force of the torrent created many cracks and gaps outside the five-clawed Tianlong phantom's body like a great steel wall, but it could not threaten many masters of the world.

"Master Xuanming has a bodhisattva heart!"

"Old man, die for me!"

The masters of the rivers and lakes, who had escaped the catastrophe, rushed towards the old man chasing the soul one after another, and some of them stopped in fear.

"Those who stand against me will die, and those who stand in my way will die!" The soul-chasing old man is tall, full of blood, and fierce eyes. Qianqiu.

Lu Qianqiu, who is the deputy commander of the Zhenwu Division, has the artistic conception of the Dao of the Sword, and the martial arts he cultivates are also the unique knowledge of the sword technique bestowed by the Daxuan royal family. He swallows the vitality of the world and nourishes it through two human body secrets in his breath. own body.

"Breaking Heaven Saber Technique! Breaking the Sky!"

"Chasing the evil spirit!"

The soul-chasing old man's face was serious, and he used his blood and internal strength to the fullest.

Boom boom boom!
Amidst the crashing sound of heaven and earth colliding, Lu Qianqiu's figure flew horizontally for more than a hundred meters, with a smear of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, he stabilized his figure.

The soul-chasing old man only took a dozen steps back, but each step left a deep foot print on the ground, and there was an extra bloody hole in the palm of his hand. Shattering the internal organs of a strong man in the realm of heaven and man, just as he was about to speak, a golden bergamot hand that suppressed the mountains, rivers, sun and moon fell from the sky.

He ruthlessly slapped the soul-chasing old man deep into the ground, causing a wave of dust and air that could not subside for a long time.

Witnessing this scene, the Jianghu people at the scene were extremely excited.

"Amitabha, this blow is not enough to seriously injure this demon, at most it can hurt his fur. All benefactors, don't take it lightly." Monk Xuanming reminded everyone loudly.

as predicted.

The old soul chasing old man jumped out of the ground in the next moment, his face was ashen, his clothes were in tatters, and he hated Monk Xuanming, "Damn bald donkey, when the old man slaughtered thousands of disciples in your Chaotian Temple, you were greedy for life and afraid of death, so you didn't dare to show your face. Today, I jumped out to target the old man, what? Did those disciples in Qi Chaotian Temple turn into ghosts and ask you for an explanation?"

Monk Xuanming turned a deaf ear to it, and the old man disturbed her Dao heart.

"People at the end of the road, dogs bark and bark! It's ugly!" Lu Qianqiu slashed out with a single knife, leaving a gully crack more than ten feet long on the ground.

bang rumble

The battle is going on like a raging fire. Monk Xuanming is in charge of many Buddhist martial arts, and he sacrifices one after another, which dazzles people and makes people feel fascinated. Monk Xuanming is like a King Kong walking out of a temple, nine feet tall, eyes like golden lamps, and his swollen muscles almost tore through his cassock.

The nine-ring Zen stick is swept out airtight, and has the power to subdue dragons and subdue tigers and suppress demons.

Lu Qianqiu is not weaker than Monk Xuanming in the slightest, his saber skills are unparalleled, he is known to reach the pinnacle state, and the artistic conception of the dao of the sword is integrated into his swing.

The soul-chasing old man gradually fell into a disadvantage, and it was still a bit difficult for him to fight one against two. Moreover, there were hundreds of martial arts masters watching, and from time to time, there would be heroes who did not practice martial arts and stabbed him in the back. A knife, a punch, made the old soul chasing old man care about one thing and lose another, and he was in a mess.

"If I make a move, I may be able to hit it with one blow!"

On the cliff tens of miles away, Tantai Qingluo said eagerly with clear eyes.

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so wait." Fang Ping decisively stopped the female suzerain.

The soul-chasing old man who was under siege retreated steadily, and it would be a matter of time before he was suppressed and captured. The female suzerain made a move. With her cultivation base and the sharp edge of the innate Xuanbing, there was indeed a possibility of killing with one blow, but Fang Ping felt that waiting The soul chasing old man is dead, wouldn't it be safer for them to snatch the corpse?Then Lu Qianqiu, Monk Xuanming, can he still turn pale because of a corpse?
……

"Slay the dragon with the sword!"

The battle entered into a fierce stage where both superiors and inferiors were divided into life and death. Lu Qianqiu roared loudly and blew away the clouds in the sky. Holding the handle of the knife with both hands, he rose into the air and slashed out with the knife horizontally, showing his naked body. Practicing Dao Qi, like a galaxy hanging down, the old soul chasing old man flew out bleeding.

The body shape has not yet stabilized, the monk Xuanming who is nine feet tall, muscular, and as tall as a Vajra statue appeared behind him, and he slapped the old man's back with his right hand, and he could hear the sound of bones breaking and tendons breaking.

Bang!
In the ruins, the soul chasing old man coughed up a big mouthful of blood, stood up staggeringly, his eyes were filled with magic light, "For forcing this old man to such a situation, neither of you can leave alive!"

"The old guy is going to do his best." Fang Ping murmured from dozens of miles away.

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(End of this chapter)