Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 298;
"Let's do it together!"

After hearing Duanmu Yi's words, the two masters of Tianshang Hall and Tian Prison Hall greeted everyone behind them to attack Fang Ping together.

Fang Ping was not ambiguous either, the turtle's breath breathing technique was running quietly, and the vitality of the heavens and the earth was rolled back in one breath. When breathing, sand and rocks flew away, and the powerful air flow that rushed out directly blew hundreds of Sun Moon God cultists away. .

In the dantian, the tortoise's true energy surged, along Fang Ping's body's meridians and acupoints, coming out through the body, showing thick and huge fluctuations, words can't describe it, just like the ups and downs of the ocean, gathering behind Fang Ping , manifested into a gigantic phantom of a giant tortoise as old as a mountain and mysterious.

Duanmu Yi nodded again and again. He could clearly feel the tortoise-breathing true energy gushing out of Fang Ping's body. It was different from the general powerhouses in the Divine Hidden Realm. Its total volume could not be compared with him. True Qi is naturally far better than Fang Ping, but the blue true Qi is thick, pure, and long-lasting, reaching an extraordinary state.

"Futu Fist!"

"Soul Refining Soul Palm!"

Seeing Fang Ping showing amazing strength, he blown away hundreds of congregants in one breath. That day, the hall master of the wounded hall, the hall master of the prison hall, immediately took out the momentum of a desperate fight, one person punched violently, and carried the corpse with him. The bloody aura of the mountains and seas of blood smashed towards Fang Ping's body, and one of his palms turned bloody, and he slapped Fang Ping's Tianling Gai captivatingly.

The secrets of human bodies in the two people's bodies are shining, ragingly searching for the vitality of Zhou Zai between the heaven and the earth, and strengthening the martial arts ultimate moves they performed, but how much vitality can be attracted by a mere human secret.

Fang Ping remained motionless, his will turned and pulled the phantom of the tortoise behind him, opened his mouth wide, and spit out a fist-sized, beautiful blue inner alchemy, as brilliant as stars, sun and moon.

The tortoise breathes!

The blue inner alchemy is dazzling, as if it has seized all the good fortune of the world, it is formed by compressing the true energy of the turtle's breath, the moment it is sacrificed, it gathers the vitality of the world, and then explodes, instantly glowing a blue ocean like a sea storm.

"not good!"

The two who attacked Fang Ping, their pupils changed drastically, their hearts beat violently, and they wanted to dodge, but it was too late, and they were suddenly plunged into the ocean-like storm torrent, with no room for struggle, until their bodies were smashed to pieces, leaving no bones left. .

This "Turtle Breath" is a big killing move derived from the Turtle Breath Breathing Technique after it entered the supernatural realm. It has a large range and strong destructive power.

The first time he entered the battle, he instantly killed two experts in the Divine Hidden Realm, but this was not the full power of the "Turtle Breath". Power will go up several levels.

"He has an outstanding head, but that's it. I think he is full of vitality. He is not yet 30 years old. He has such strength at such a young age. His talent and potential are not inferior to the young master." Said the old man in Tsing Yi.

"It's a bit unexpected, but it's still too young, just like the young master. If the young master is given another ten years, how can my Duanmu lineage come to where I am today?"

Duanmu Ming sighed.

Fang Ping looked back at Duanmu Yi, "Was Young Master Duanmu ever satisfied?"

Duanmuyi laughed loudly, "Brother Tang was joking, the first time I saw you, I knew you were not someone in the pool, and today I want you to take action and punish them for me, but I just want to see Brother Tang with my own eyes. style."

Fang Ping looked back noncommittally.

A moment later, Zhou Kuang, who had become a cripple, was carried away from Blackwood City by several terrified Demon Cult warriors, and the rest of them all had their heads beheaded and thrown into a random graveyard outside the city.

"Brother Tang, please." Duanmu Yi's attitude towards Fang Ping became better and better, like brothers and sisters, best friends for many years, dragged Fang Ping by one arm, walked to the gazebo by the lake, asked someone to bring good wine and meals, and said: "I See Brother Tang's genuine Qi is thick and peerless, and has the characteristic of being as long as the sea, and the Qi and blood are also exuberant and bright, like a furnace, which shows that Brother Tang's martial arts is extraordinary."

Fang Ping nodded. This Duanmuyi is not only a terrifying cultivation base, but also has great insight. He must have been spotted by the other party if he didn't do his best. also."

"Brother Tang is underestimating yourself. You are still young. If you practice for a few more years, your achievements will not be inferior to mine." Duanmuyi shook his head and raised his wine glass. After drinking together, he said, "What did you think about the matter I mentioned earlier? ?”

Fang Ping was silent for a while, "You can try it, but you must be prepared for the worst."

"I think the same way, so the cooperation between Brother Tang and me is very important. I pretend to be my father, purely because I want to rely on my father's power to force the high-level people in the church to stand in Duanmu's lineage. Now that I know the truth, Brother Tang must step forward, for example, if someone questions my identity, Brother Tang must take action at this time."

"Conspiracies and tricks, after all, are Xiaodaoer. In the face of absolute strength, they are not worth mentioning." Fang Ping reminded Duanmu Yi word by word.

ten days later.

Sun Moon God Sect, the main altar.

In the majestic hall, Shangguan Yao, with a blood sun and a blood moon pattern embroidered on his robe, sat on a chair covered with some kind of animal skin, and on the wall behind him was a relief sculpture of a dragon that was more than ten meters long. Lifelike and lifelike.

"After so many years of planning, there is only one step away, only one step away..."

Shangguan Yao was short of breath, as if he saw everyone kneeling down in the hall to worship him.

Thinking of him, Shangguanyao, who was born in a poor family and suffered all kinds of hardships. From an ordinary member of the Sun Moon God Religion, he struggled and struggled for hundreds of years before he came to today step by step. This is only one step away from fulfilling his wish. This feeling makes Shangguan Yao extremely excited.

"Vice Hierarch, something is wrong."

A disciple of the Sun Moon God Sect broke into the hall, "Deputy Master, something is wrong, Elder Zhou Kuang...Elder Zhou Kuang is back."

"Isn't that good?" Shangguan Yao frowned.

"He's back, but his cultivation base has been abolished. The deputy leader, the leader of the ten halls you sent to Blackwood City, was also killed and injured."

"Duanmu, I don't know what to do! My leader gave you a way to live, but you want to find your own way to die!" Shangguan Yao got up in a rage, and when he passed by a disciple of the Sun Moon God Sect, he slapped him into blood mist and powder with his palm.

Deputy Hierarch?He has heard this title for many years, and he used to think it was extremely glorious, but now it is a bit harsh.

"Order, from today onwards, if anyone in the church calls the leader of the sect as the deputy leader, they will cut their hearts out and cut them into pieces."

After giving such an order, Shangguan Yao walked up to the dying Zhou Kuang. After learning what happened, he sullenly gave some healing pills symbolically, and sent someone to carry Zhou Kuang away.

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(End of this chapter)