Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 344; Demon Ape Vajra Body [[-] words]

A series of warriors left this place, and Fang Ping, who saw this scene in his eyes, spoke highly of it. People value themselves. If you don't have enough strength, no matter how great the opportunity is, it will not be your turn. Even if it is in your hands, it will attract Murder.

As the saying goes, every man is innocent and conceives his crime.

Such simple and easy-to-understand truths are understood by everyone. They may turn a blind eye when passing Baoshan, withdraw in time, stay awake, and recognize themselves. It has always been a small group of people who want to gamble more. Give it a go.

Maybe it's good luck, and the sky will rise overnight.

Just when Fang Ping was full of distracting thoughts and wild thoughts, Ye Jiaerlang smiled treacherously, and calmly looked at the head of the Liu family, the head of the Wu family, Meng Jiuyou, the man with black hair, and Ji Ming. Beside Jiyue Qingfeng, the otherworldly man in the cyan python robe sent a voice transmission and said something.

In an instant, the head of the Liu family, the head of the Wu family, the man with black hair, the man in the blue python robe, and others all looked at Fang Ping's position in unison.

"It's Erlang from the Ye family!" The head of the Wu family didn't act rashly.

"The head of the Ye family obtained more than a dozen skeletons with supernatural powers. Unexpectedly, other people present got the skeletons with supernatural powers, but why did this junior tell the story through voice transmission? It can be seen that he wanted to lure me to attack that young man! "The burly man with gray hair looked up and down at the majestic young man in a black cloak, exuding a domineering look from his bones.

The young man in the python robe beside Ji Ming was also looking at Fang Ping from head to toe, and Jiming, who noticed Fang Ping's gaze, asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Ji Yun smiled lightly and said, "Someone wants to borrow a knife to kill someone, that's all."

Meng Jiuyou, who had brought more than 20 martial arts masters with him on this trip, frowned. He always felt that the majestic and tall young man standing there was somewhat familiar, but he didn't know where he saw it.

Fang Ping had a feeling in his heart and knew that someone was playing tricks. After an instant analysis, he looked at Ye Jia Erlang behind the head of the Ye family. Complacent, he hooked the corners of his mouth in a provocative gesture.

"Damn it!"

Fang Ping took a deep breath full of killing intent, and Fang Ping didn't have the heart to pay attention to such idiots for the time being.

Trouble arrived as expected.

The burly man with frosty eyebrows like snow and gray hair like ink guessed that Ye Jiaerlang had told him through voice transmission that Fang Ping had obtained a supernatural skeleton and had the idea of ​​killing people with a knife, but he still wanted to give it a try and rushed behind him. Standing there like a bear, the man standing three meters tall and carrying two bronze axes on his back ordered, "I have Lao Han to test that man."

Hearing the sound, Hufa Han, whose chest and back were full of muscles, and whose robes were about to be torn, grunted, stepped forward, and walked towards Fang Ping aggressively, a powerful aura was released. The momentum of the wind and clouds set off a dust storm like a dragon and a tiger, and the sound of blood rushing and bones clanging could be heard.

"Han Hufa's five qi masters have to be given blood pills by the lord to practice the magic bear vajra body, so that he can compete with the martial arts masters who have no control over the embryonic form of supernatural powers!" The strong man thought to himself.

Ye Jiaerlang sighed, the result was unsatisfactory, he wanted several martial arts masters to suppress Fang Ping together.

Hearing his sigh, the noble daughter of the Ye family knew what the other party had done without thinking too much, and said with a sullen face: "Brother, don't you feel that you are setting yourself on fire by lifting a rock to shoot yourself in the foot?"

"What a lowly servant girl, I've only known that Jiang Chen for a few days, and I've started thinking about him!" Ye Jia Erlang snorted, and said with a sneer, "Why set yourself on fire? I don't even know what you're talking about. But since you reminded me, I also remind you, even if you want to throw yourself into your arms and give yourself up, you still have to ask others if they agree, and if they think of you!"

The noble daughter of the Ye family was furious, and he kindly asked her, but the other party just didn't know what to do, and even beat her back.

"Enough! Noisy, how decent should outsiders look?"

The head of the Ye family reprimanded.

"What's your name, Your Excellency?" Protector Han walked up to about ten feet in front of Fang Ping. With a majestic body of more than three meters, he was much taller than Fang Ping, but he exuded a strong and domineering aura from the inside out. Ping, to everyone's impression, is no less than Han Hufa.

"Xuantianzong's true biography Jiang Chen!" Fang Ping replied angrily, like a mane piercing the sky.

Protector Han was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and glanced at the burly man with gray hair who ordered him to test Fang Ping.

"I've never heard of it... Is there such a force as the Xuantian Sect in Daxuan?"

The burly man with gray hair racked his brains and couldn't recall any information about Xuantianzong, so he said via voice transmission: "Don't think too much, just put out all your strength to suppress this person, my leader will fight for you!"

"Okay!" Hufa Han grabbed the two five-foot-long bronze axe behind his back with a split mouth, and when they clanged and touched, sparks flew everywhere, and he shouted: "Han Peng, I want to ask your Excellency for some advice! "

Regardless of Fang Ping's answer, whether he would like to, the moment the word "Zhao" fell, Han Peng's blood burst out, exuberant and turbulent. The muscles on the outside suddenly swelled a circle, and the clothes outside the body were torn apart, and the exposed body was like pouring black iron.

The muscles were covered with black and sinuous lines.

Roar!
The ground shook, the sand flew and rocks flew, and a phantom of a black demon bear with black hair like steel needles and two scarlet eyes the size of lanterns stood upright behind Han Peng.

"Awesome! This person's blood is so strong, and his body is also tempered. It can be seen that he has cultivated the horizontal exercise method."

"The horizontal martial arts practitioners are the most ferocious, but judging from Jiang Chen's performance a few days ago, his physique is also as strong as a diamond."

……

The phantom of the devil bear more than ten feet high, like a black cloud covered the nearby sunlight, the two bear paws slapped on the chest, and the roar was undulating like mountains and tsunami. Ordinarily targeted, the internal organs may be shattered and the seven orifices bleed before he escapes.

Fang Ping was indifferent, with anger in his eyes, he said: "If you make a move, you will die!"

The turmoil started because of that Yejia Erlang, Fang Ping will never forget that he will kill this man, but this man rushes up to show his teeth and claws, that is the right way to kill him.

"Don't talk too much, let's fight!" Han Peng looked solemn, and the two bronze axes in his hands were wrapped in a sharp, indestructible edge, and cut through the air towards Fang Ping.

The movement was fast, but it fell into the eyes of Fang Ping, who had condensed his spiritual consciousness, and was slowed down countless times. Facing the impenetrable, flawless light and shadow of the axe, Fang Ping just raised his palm and walked forward. With a push, it pressed on Han Peng's chest like a deer piercing through the forest and a rainbow piercing the sun.

In an instant, Fang Ping's tortoise-breathing true qi poured out of Han Peng's body as thick as rivers and rivers. If an ordinary master of five qi was hit by this blow, he would fly upside down even if his soul was scattered and his bones were broken. go out.

But Han Peng is a horizontal martial artist, and the "Magic Bear Vajra Body" he cultivated is not comparable to ordinary horizontal martial arts. His body was shocked, and he backed up by a few feet. After the soles of his feet plowed a ditch on the ground, he stabilized his body. With a loud roar, he rushed towards Fang Ping again.

"It's quite a bloody courage!"

"Then try."

Fang Ping took a deep breath, his body strengthening skill was running, and the golden blood in his body was boiling. The difference was that when the body strengthening skill, which was unparalleled in the world, was running, it could already be flawless.

Looking at it at a glance, the golden blood in his body is endless like the sun. Fang Ping, who is scorching hot, has no brilliance outside his body, as if he has returned to his innocence.

"Come to fight!"

The long roar shook the sky, and the aftermath of the sound waves produced spread in all directions like a tide, and Fang Ping raised his fist and boomed.

His crimson golden flesh fist, which swelled in the air, collided with the bronze ax in Han Peng's hand. Instead of the imagined blood and flesh flying and bruising, it was like two magical weapons clashing, with sparks and debris chaotic. Fly, the sound of clanging is endless.

"My bronze axe is forged by mixing more than ten kinds of special metals. It also adds a kind of spirit ore refined iron. It is a magic weapon second only to spirit soldiers. His physical body is as solid as mine, and he chooses to fight with bare hands I fight against it, and I am a little arrogant!"

Han Peng moved his arms vigorously, and the sharpness of the two bronze axes increased to the extreme. Driven by Han Peng's body, each ax has the power to split the mountain.

Fang Ping wanted to test how strong his physical body was today, so he didn't use any other killing moves, but just waved his fists, faster and faster, and blasted out in a short while. With a thousand punches, the temperature of the body surface rose rapidly, and smoke came out.

Boom boom boom!Boom boom boom!
The power of one punch has the power to subdue a dragon and subdue a tiger. Thousands of punches are waved out, and the power that erupts is layer upon layer, endlessly slapped out, and the destructive power caused is not difficult to imagine. The ground where Fang Ping is located , a large area collapsed, and the clouds in the sky were also blown to the horizon.

Looking at Han Peng again, his eyes were full of disbelief, he could no longer feel the existence of his two arms, and the two bronze axes he held in his hands, one was broken into half, and the other was also covered with cracks, which could be thrown at any time. Fragmented, "Monster... how did his fleshy body... come out?"

Manpower is limited, both internal strength and physical body have a limit, but Fang Ping's physical body seems to have broken through that limit. Not only does it have the power to move mountains and seas, it is also solid as gold and solid as a rock, and because of the existence of golden blood, Fang Ping has boundless energy and stamina. At this moment, he has just warmed up.

"Hiss, this person..."

Seeing Fang Ping's terrifying physical body of a muscular man with black hair, he was terrified, thinking that a supernatural warrior with supernatural powers to nourish his body might not be so tyrannical and terrifying in his physical body.

"What an indestructible body!" Jiming, who was wearing a python robe and green robe, said, "This man's physical body has already reached the point where he is close to supernatural powers. He claims to be the true descendant of the Xuantian Sect? Uncle, you sit here and leave." Zhou, when he was young, he traveled all over the world and went beyond Daxuan, have you ever heard of Xuantianzong?"

Ji Ming laughed dryly, and said displeasedly: "You know how to tease me, uncle. When I was young, I traveled to Daxuan, but I came back less than a month after I went out. Do you think you know everything?"

Wu's.

A scream sounded.

Fang Ping strode forward, and kicked Han Peng, who lost consciousness in both arms and lost most of his blood. The force of this kick was so heavy that it affected Fang Ping's whole body. The sag sank, and the ribs protruded out. Before he could fly backwards, Fang Ping grabbed his ankle.

Everyone at the scene looked at the huge Han Peng, like a three-year-old child, like a marionette, let Fang Ping hold his ankle with one hand, and hold his lumbar spine with the other, holding him in mid-air. With the strength of his arms, the sound of flesh and blood separating was faintly heard.

"Ah, the leader, save me!" Han Peng's dead soul screamed, the other party was going to tear him in half alive.

Seeing Fang Ping, who was about to perform a ripping act in front of everyone, the burly man with gray hair couldn't hold back anymore, raised his hand and shouted: "Your Excellency..."

Fang Ping didn't listen, but everyone heard a god-like cry from his mouth. The martial artist who was a five-qi master was torn in half by Fang Ping, and blood flew everywhere, but none of them stained Fang Ping. Go outside.

In the distance, Ye Jiaerlang's scalp was numb, and he swallowed in shock. He knew that Fang Ping was fierce, but he didn't expect Fang Ping to be so violent. Ping also looked at him with a cruel and violent gaze, as if saying: I remember you!

The noble daughter of the Ye family sneered, this is called self-eating!

"Grandmaster of the Five Qis, that is the Grandmaster of the Five Qis, and he ended up like this."

"If you offend someone who shouldn't be offended, you will be killed with supernatural powers and martial arts!"

…………

Everyone is still feeling.

The leader Han Peng was talking about, that is, the burly man with gray hair like black ink, with squirming veins on his forehead, and murderous intent in his eyes, he scolded: "Your Excellency, pass! Guardian Han just wants to discuss with you, click here , but you brutally killed him with such brutal methods."

Fang Ping glanced at Han Peng, who had not completely died after being torn apart by himself, and took a sigh of relief. As long as there is a panacea to hold this breath, there is still hope for Han Peng to live, and said: "Jiang has a word first, if he does it, he will die." Youdao. What’s more, he’s not dead yet, why? Are you, the leader, reluctant to part with a panacea?”

The man was speechless, so what if he didn't die, he would be disabled if he was revived.

"Master...save me." In the pool of blood, Han Peng shouted struggling.

"If it were me, even if the head was in a different place, as long as it can be connected before the consciousness dissipates, the wound will heal and the limbs will be restored as before." Fang Ping thought, pointed and ended Han Peng's life.

"Very well, I will keep this account in mind!" The burly man said harshly.

Fang Ping turned a deaf ear to it. With such a battle, no one at the scene would dare to underestimate him and make trouble for him at will.

For the next few days, Fang Ping remained motionless, and no one dared to approach him within tens of feet.

Another few days passed.

It was exactly 20 days since Fang Ping came to the Duanyun Mountain Range.

This little time is nothing, Fang Ping quietly runs the Turtle Breath Breathing Technique, strengthening his body.

You can't let go of your practice, and you should seize it whenever you have time.

[Turtle Breath Breathing Technique (Peerless 12%)]

[Physical strength (unparalleled 12% in the world)]

ten days later.

[Turtle Breath Breathing Technique (Peerless 13%)]

[Physical strength (unparalleled 13% in the world)]

"Slow enough."

Fang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the space turbulence flowing at a height of hundreds of feet.

Two days ago, some miscellaneous things fell in the turbulent flow of the space. As soon as they touched the air and the vitality of the world, they immediately collapsed into fly ash and powder.

In fact, people who come here know in their hearts that there are inexhaustible opportunities for good fortune buried in the endless void, but it is like a vast ocean. The turbulent flow of this space is just an insignificant gap. Good thing, it all depends on luck, it won't be yours after it falls out, you have to rely on your fist to speak!

……

Late night after half a month.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, the stars were dotted with stars, and the air suddenly became cold.

It's nothing, the temperature in the depths of the mountain changed greatly day and night, but soon, everyone noticed something was wrong.

That chilly air froze the lake not far away, and then the nearby flowers, plants, and towering ancient trees were all reduced to ice sculptures. The blood felt like falling into an ice hole, and he had to pull back and stay away from here.

The temperature was still dropping, and there were fewer and fewer people present. Two hours later, there were only seven people left at the scene, one was Meng Jiuyou, the other was the head of the Wu family in Fengzhou, the head of the Ye family, and the other was Li The Patriarch of the Liu family in Zhouzhou, one is the burly man with gray hair like ink, and the other is Ji Ming who is like the breeze of the passing moon.

Including Fang Ping, there are exactly seven of them, but the former six are all masters of martial arts.

"I don't feel very good. It is true that there are many opportunities buried in this endless void, but there are also unknown horrors and unknowns hidden. My supernatural ancestor of the Wu family said that anyone who encounters unknown horrors in this endless void, Even martial saints with supernatural powers cannot escape."

His temples are gray, but his appearance is honest, like a gentle elder, the Patriarch of the Wu family sighed.

Several people undeniably accumulated their strength to cope with changes that might happen at any time.

And the warriors who hid in the distance also opened their eyes wide.

Under the cold and pale moonlight, a head fell down in the turbulent flow of the sparkling space.

The blood on the head and neck is still wet, as if it has just been separated from the body, the hair is scattered, wearing an ancient imperial crown inlaid with five-color god stones, the light is dim, and the cracks are dense. Not raucous, sacred and inviolable.

The moment he saw the head, Fang Ping's hairs stood up, and his heart was beating wildly.

If the evil is unknown, it doesn't matter at all, he just sensed that this head still has the breath of life...

Several people at the scene also noticed this, both shocked and frightened.

In the sky, the gangster roared violently, pushing a cloud of dark clouds, blocking the pale and stern moonlight.

Fang Ping was in a trance, as if he saw a sword light coming from the depths of the endless void, destroying the galaxy along the way, obliterating the avenue, and slaughtering all spirits, beheading a magnificent woman wearing the imperial crown, Blood splattered in the sky.

"Great horror!"

(End of this chapter)