Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 307; Moyu Qilin, inexplicably changing [[-] words]

"Give me death!"

Lei Shengxin roared and shook the sky, and behind him stood a thunder and lightning giant tens of meters high, breathtaking, with two thunder and lightning sledgehammers dancing wildly in his hands, pouring out violent energy, endlessly, like a torrent, like a galaxy flooding, showing With such a shocking wave, the ordinary masters of the three qi would be smashed to pieces in an instant when they touched the power of the lightning sledgehammer.

Dozens of martial arts masters, including the old man with bones, were all thrown away like kites with broken strings. In some cases, they became dizzy and their brains swelled, bleeding from the seven orifices, and in severe cases, their internal organs were damaged, and their bones fell into the river with broken pieces.

Only the man in black robe and the ugly old woman at the level of the three-qi master can barely support Lei Shengxin's frenzied offensive, followed by Duanmu Yi. After practicing the "Jiuyouxuantian Divine Art", a martial arts profound art, the yin energy outside the body is billowing, returning to the emptiness and turning into reality, forming a body-protecting qi.

But this was not enough, Lei Shengxin, who had taken the elixir and stimulated the power of his blood, was not weaker than the Grandmaster of Four Qis, and was almost equal to the Grandmaster of Five Qis. If he wanted to defeat him, he had to hold back.

Just look at Duanmuyi's body, which was as black as ink, and when it was fragmented, dissipated and collapsed, Duanmuyi's skin was covered with spider web-like black air veins, and the blood in his body also surged up in a strange way Wander among the meridians of the whole body.

"Nine Nether Burning Blood Technique!"

For a while, Duanmu Yi's cultivation unexpectedly entered the realm of the second qi master out of thin air, and continued to climb, almost entering the ranks of the third qi master.

It's just that this force is a little unstable, like a firewood that is suddenly ignited, violent and disobedient.

Fang Ping exchanged martial arts with Duan Muyi and obtained the "Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art", and at a glance he saw that this was a forbidden technique in the "Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art". Shackles, after using this move, there will be advances but no retreats, and they will not be able to be closed in the middle. Afterwards, their strength will be exhausted and they will be slaughtered.

"Nine Nether Condensation Evil, swallowing the sky and eating the earth!"

Duanmu Yi, whose strength has soared to the peak of the Second Qi Grandmaster, the black yin energy gushing out of his body is endless, continuously attacking Lei Shengxin, soaking the river water along the way, piercing the bones.

Lei Shengxin frowned, and the two lightning sledgehammers in his hands clanged together, and the brilliant sound evoked was like the thunder of the Nine Heavens, shaking people's souls and seven souls. The thunder and lightning strikes, mixed with clusters of fiery flames, touched the overwhelming torrent of Yin Qi, like the scorching sun melting snow.

Undoubtedly, the "Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Sacred Code" practiced by Lei Sacred Heart has a slight restraint effect on the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art, which is a martial art with the most yin and evil attributes, but it is the same as water and fire. Water and fire are incompatible. It can extinguish the fire of starting a prairie fire, and fire can also burn the sky and boil the sea. Everything in the world is mutual generation and mutual restraint, and it still depends on the person who uses it.

"Take my knife!" The man in black robe appeared aggressively behind Lei Shengxin, his eyes were piercing, and he moved forward indomitably, his energy and spirit merged with the long knife in his hand.

"Split the sky!"

Simplify the complicated, the one knife from the avenue to simplicity!

This knife drained all the strength of the black-robed man.

boom!
The saber energy is like a dragon, more than ten feet long, plundering the energy of heaven and earth covered by Zhou Tianjian, and mercilessly chopping behind Lei Shengxin.

"Awesome." Fang Ping was heartbroken watching this. The black-robed man's saber was out of the ordinary, blended with his own energy and spirit and the artistic conception of the sword, and had the power to cut the sky and destroy the earth, scaring ghosts and weeping gods.

click

The giant thunder and lightning standing behind Lei Shengxin was torn apart by the indestructible saber energy. At the very moment, Lei Shengxin turned around and raised two lightning sledgehammers in his hand to block the undiminished ten-foot-long sword. The sword qi, but only a moment of stalemate, saw the two lightning sledgehammers split apart.

Whoa!
Blood stained the sky.

The saber slashed outside Lei Shengxin's body, leaving a wound across half of Lei Shengxin's body. The wound continued from the center of his eyebrows to his crotch. The blood flowed continuously, almost splitting him in two.

"Damn it... I'll kill you!"

Feeling that he had suffered a great humiliation, Lei Shengxin kicked his feet, and the water burst into pieces and rushed towards the exhausted black robed man.

"Junior, this is what will happen to you if you are arrogant. If you are sensible, leave now. Otherwise, I will not show mercy to my old lady. Even if you are a child of an aristocratic family, I will not be afraid of my old lady."

The ugly old woman seized the opportunity, and at the moment when she saw Lei Shengxin was severely injured, her aura declined, and she lost her mind, she appeared behind Lei Shengxin like a ghost, leaving a trail of erosion behind Lei Shengxin. Black palm prints of visceral flesh and blood.

Duanmu Yi was even more decisive, the dark energy in his palm roared, when he threw it, it pierced Lei Shengxin's body like a spear, and the moment it penetrated his body, it corroded his heart.

Lei Shengxin, who had been severely injured continuously, was sluggish, sluggish, not to mention that his internal energy was not running smoothly, and his whole body could not be controlled. He glanced at the ugly old woman, the man in black robe, and Duanmu Yi resentfully. , I never thought that the situation would be reversed to such a situation in just a moment.

To pursue the root cause is because of Duanmu Yi!

If it weren't for Duanmu Yi's appearance, he would definitely be able to overwhelm the audience.

Thinking of this, Lei Shengxin stared at Duanmu Yi with red eyes, "Sun Moon God Sect! Good! Very good! I remember you! I will definitely visit you in person someday."

As the saying goes: If you run away, the monk can't run away from the temple!
Duanmu Yi's identity, he already had a conclusion in his mind.

"I will accompany you to the end." Duanmuyi is not afraid of anything. As long as he can get the blood of the Dragon Turtle this time, he will be sure to kill Shangguanyao and regain the power of the Sun Moon God Sect. At that time, he was still afraid of Lei Shengxin Come?

Lei Shengxin was very angry, suppressed a mouthful of blood, turned back to the devastated island, most of which was submerged by the river, looked left and right, grabbed a warrior in shock, and asked forcefully: "Have you ever See where my three brothers have gone?"

The warrior shook his head.

Fang Ping stood upright against the wind and squinted at Lei Shengxin, who was looking for the three clan brothers. He was thinking, if he made a move at this moment, with the advantage of the Innate Profound Armament, could he kill this Liao with a single blow.

"Let's forget it. Let's do it in full view. There will be endless troubles in the future. It may not be possible to succeed. He may have something to save his life..." Fang Ping dismissed the idea.

On the island, Lei Shengxin frantically searched for the traces of the three brothers, but found nothing. He had to suspect that something happened to the three brothers, but who did it?One is that his three clan brothers are not weak, and the other is that the body of the perpetrator will be imprinted with blood, but after careful sensing, he did not find that the martial artist on the island had a blood imprint in his body.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time!" Lei Shengxin didn't want to think too much, the most urgent thing for him right now was to find a place to heal his injuries quietly.

……

On the other side, the black-robed man, the ugly old woman, and Duanmu Yi, who worked together to drive away Lei Shengxin, all looked at the blood essence of the dragon turtle floating on the river.

"It's not bad for the three to share equally. If there is a fight, someone will inevitably take advantage of it." The ugly old woman said.

"En." The black-robed man had no objection, and turned his gaze to Duanmu Yi.

Duanmuyi thought for a while, and agreed to share the blood of the dragon turtle with the two. After all, there are dozens of martial arts masters watching, if he fights with the black-robed man and the ugly old woman, he may get nothing in the end.

Duanmu Yi, who had obtained one-third of the dragon turtle's blood essence, quickly returned to the big ship.

Fang Ping also jumped onto the big boat, together with the thirty or so warriors who came to the depths of Luoshui to search for the essence and blood of the dragon tortoise, as well as the bone-shattering old man, wanted to board the boat, but were forced back by Duanmu Yi's gaze.

Half a day later, when the big boat reached the vast and uninhabited river, Duanmu Yi spat out a mouthful of black blood, and said, "Brother Tang must have seen it too, I used the forbidden technique in the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art, and raised my realm to the peak of the Second Qi Grandmaster , I won’t be able to exercise my energy for the next month, Brother Tang will have to work hard to protect me during this period, and I will share some of the dragon turtle’s essence and blood with you.”

Fang Ping smiled, "It should."

A few days later, there was heavy fog on the river, and the air was very humid, like a bead curtain.

Standing on the bow of the boat, Fang Ping was constantly running the Turtle Breath Breathing Technique to sense the surrounding waters.

More than a month later, the big boat returned to the shore, and Duanmu Yi also recovered his vitality at this time, "It's time for you and me to return to Cangzhou."

……

In the 39th year of Shenzong, this day in late December.

The main altar of the Sun and Moon Sect.

Shangguanyao, wearing a purple gold crown, wearing a Sun Moon God robe, and unicorn boots, sat in the hall. Two days later, he will be crowned the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect. Martial arts masters and thousand-year-old families in several state capitals outside the state will come to congratulate them!
A long-cherished wish for many years, which is about to be fulfilled, Shangguanyao, who should feel happy, is in a depressed mood. A few days ago, he felt chest tightness and shortness of breath. During the retreat, he almost lost his temper, but after repeated tests, there was nothing wrong with his body.

There is another matter that Shangguan Yao is puzzled by. According to the information from the spies in Blackwood City, Duanmu Yi has not shown up for several months, either in retreat or left Blackwood City.

"How can I stop my master from taking over the Sun Moon God Sect, a mere sage. When I complete the canonization ceremony, the Duanmu lineage will be destroyed!" Shangguanyao didn't think about it any more. He planned in secret for many years to achieve the current situation. , more than half of the high-ranking members of the sect, the left and right protectors are on his side, and the general trend is going down, unless the leader Duanmutian leaves the seclusion!

……

Blackwood City, inside the manor.

Riding on the stars and wearing the moon all the way, the two of them, who did not delay for a moment, finally rushed back.

"There are still two days left! Brother Tang, rest for a day, and I will come to see you tomorrow." Duanmu Yi said.

Fang Ping nodded. He hadn't slept for several months and just meditated while adjusting his breath. He was really tired.

After Fang Ping left, Duanmu Yi took out the blood essence of the dragon turtle he had obtained, and muttered: "I can only take a risk."

The will of the dragon tortoise remains in the blood of the dragon tortoise, and it is not easy to refine it directly, but Duanmuyi can't wait, just in case, he must take a risk and try.

At noon that day, a maid came to ask Fang Ping to meet Duanmu Yi.

Fang Ping, who had rested all night, came to a large hall refreshed. When he saw Duanmu Yi, he couldn't help feeling shocked, "You..."

After only one day's separation, Duanmu Yi's cultivation base has grown to the peak of the second qi master, and his aura is also exuberant and boundless, like a beast in human form.

"I forcibly refined part of the energy of the dragon tortoise's blood essence." Duanmu Yi replied with a sigh: "It's just in case, now that I have the cultivation base of the second qi master, relying on the Jiuyou Xuantian divine skill, Even if something goes wrong in the end, he still has the confidence to confront that old Shangguan thief head-on."

Fang Ping didn't ask much, but he could guess that part of the energy of the Dragon Turtle's essence and blood was refined in a day, and there might be any sequelae.

"In this bottle is a wisp of dragon tortoise essence blood that I left for Brother Tang." Duanmu Yi flapped his cuffs, and a glazed bottle filled with bright red light flew out.

Fang Ping accepted it disrespectfully, no amount of good things is too much.

"The day after tomorrow will be the day when the Shangguan old thief can be named the leader. At that time, all forces will gather together. You and I will follow the plan, but Brother Tang, you must adapt to the situation."

Duanmu Yi clapped his hands, and a maid walked in, holding a silver plate, and on the silver plate was a booklet, "This is a technique called "Kirin Thousand Changes", which I taught a few The secret technique left by a great martial arts master a hundred years ago is simple and easy to learn. After learning it, the voice, appearance and appearance are lifelike, not to mention the fake one, the aura will also change.

But the premise is to get a drop of that person's blood, and use it as a medium to imitate that person's aura. You have to look at it first, learn it, and then become like me. "

It is easy for innate warriors to change their appearance, but it is a bit difficult to change their own aura. Hearing Duanmu Yi mention that "Kirin Thousand Changes" can even imitate aura, Fang Ping immediately picked up the booklet and started to read .

"Thousands of changes are inexplicable, Moyu Qilin..."

Fang Ping, who had memorized all the contents of "Kirin Thousand Changes" in an instant, his bones shrank, his face muscles twitched, and he changed into Duanmu Yi's appearance in a blink of an eye.

If anyone came into the room at this time, it would be a big surprise.

The two Duanmu Yi have the same body shape, appearance, eyes and eyes, and it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

"Okay, brother Tang is really talented, and he learned it so quickly." Duanmuyi laughed heartily, cut his wrist, and gave Fang Ping a drop of his own blood.

With Duanmuyi's blood essence, Fang Ping was indistinguishable from Duanmuyi even in terms of aura.

"I am at the level of a grand master, and you are at the level of a god. You can imitate it in terms of aura, but in terms of strength..."

"As long as this old Shangguan thief doesn't attack me, I will deal with everyone else." Fang Ping shouted with a high-spirited look and cold eyes.

Duanmuyi didn't say much anymore, he transformed into a middle-aged man with rough appearance, bold and stalwart, with thick black hair scattered all over his head, and a pair of eyes filled with the charm of self-importance.

"It's fine if I call you the leader?" Fang Ping touched the tip of his nose. Although he was acting, he was a little shy to call Duanmuyi "daddy" and "father".

"Yes. My father is strict. When I was in the church, I always referred to him as the leader."

"That's good..." Fang Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Tang is a real person. He is not afraid of being exposed by that old Shangguan thief, but he has a heart for a title."

"If you want me to shout, you can add more money!"

"..." Duanmu Yi was speechless.

(End of this chapter)