Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 345; Martial Saint Xiao Huan, I don’t know where to go [[-] words]

Dark clouds cover the moon, the galaxy is dim, and there is a bleak and murderous atmosphere in the sky and the earth.

The woman's head spat out from the turbulent flow of space, the neck was blood-stained, wearing an imperial crown, her face was holy and peerless, her eyelashes were thick, and her eyes were closed tightly, giving the human race the illusion that she was not dead, but just asleep.

It is conceivable how magnificent and magnificent he was before he was decapitated, and it also makes people feel sad, what kind of decisive and tragic battle he encountered before he ended up like this.

In a trance, Fang Ping, who saw the woman's head cut off by a sword light across the endless void, swept away the Galaxy Avenue, woke up with horror, touched his neck that was a little cold, and thought to himself : "This head must have stood at the pinnacle of martial arts during his lifetime, and the existence that emitted that sword light was even more powerful..."

Standing at the scene were Meng Jiuyou, a burly man with gray hair, the head of the Wu family, the head of the Liu family, the head of the Ye family, and Ji Yun. They all saw a terrifying scene that penetrated deep into their souls.

In the depths of the endless void, where darkness and loneliness are the only colors of eternity, a woman with an imperial crown who can be seen from a distance and cannot be stained was suddenly and mercilessly beheaded by a sword light flying out of the depths of the endless void. A man with a decapitated body and a blood-stained fate in the sky, the few people who reacted had grim faces and terrified hearts.

It was as if he was on the scene, and the one whose head was beheaded was himself.

"It's too scary. The aura emitted by that sword light seems to kill gods and immortals. It has the power to open up heaven and earth. It is a supernatural martial artist. No one will survive under the bombardment of any sword light. possibility."

The head of the Ye family trembled and said that he had seen the ancestor of the Ye family's supernatural powers compete with the supernatural warriors. Not even the light.

Fang Ping was silent. The sword light that cut off the woman's head was indeed terrifying to the point of indescribable, beyond the scope of his and everyone's comprehension. It can be said that the horror that he and the few people felt was just the iceberg of the sword light. The horror in one corner is the power that is beyond him and the existence of everyone's dimension.

Just like the starry sky above the head, what is reflected in the eyes of all living beings has been only a small part of it since ancient times.

Ji Yun asked curiously: "The bloodstains are still there. Could it be that this senior was buried in the endless void only recently?"

No one answered.

Everyone kept silent with different thoughts, putting aside the identity of the woman, and the doubts about who was buried in the endless void. The value of this well-preserved head is beyond ordinary things, even the dozens of skeletons with supernatural powers It is difficult to compare.

A moment passed, the stars in the sky receded, and the light was beating at the end of the earth. It was the time when yin and yang were in conflict, and when day and night were changing, several people present carefully observed that the woman's head was too weird. The unknown is terrifying, if you approach rashly, you may end up in a doomed end.

At the beginning of time.

Everything is quiet, a round brings light and warmth to the world, great love is selfless, and the eternal golden sun rises slowly above the nine heavens amidst the clouds and clouds, but this does not dispel the depths of the Yunduan Mountains. The cold and strange air shrouded in the place.

With the woman's head as the source, the mountains, rivers, waters, flowers and plants within a radius of tens of miles are all frozen into ice sculptures, and the terrifying frost air floating in the air is attached to the bone and penetrates into the marrow, penetrating into the marrow, and penetrating into the body. The martial arts master's blood and viscera were all frozen, and this world seemed to be an ice cave.

The golden true blood in Fang Ping's body was gurgling endlessly, radiating infinite vitality, scorching hot and high temperature, which required him to sustain until now, while the Ye family head, Wu family head, Liu family head, Meng Jiuyou who were present , a strong man, Ji Yun and the others, although they don't have the blessing of golden true blood in their bodies, they all have the cultivation base of a great martial arts master.

"We can't wait any longer."

The head of the Liu family looked impatient, and he clenched his stiff and frozen fists impatiently. When he breathed, there were streaks of white frost fog visible to the naked eye. All of them are great martial arts masters. Even if he got the woman's head without any risk, he might not be able to keep it for himself. Instead, he paved the way for several people.

Thinking of this, the head of the Liu family sent a voice transmission to the head of the Ye family, and the head of the Wu family, intending to join hands with the heads of the two families to study the woman's head together. They are both from a thousand-year-old family, so they can be regarded as like-minded and share the same taste. Unlike the other few people present, all of them have unknown origins, and the head of the Liu family absolutely cannot trust them.

"A thousand-year-old family should be connected with one another." The head of the Wu family replied.

The head of the Ye family nodded without any hesitation.

At the time when the heads of the three aristocratic families colluded to form an alliance, the burly man with black hair was keenly aware of the clues, so he quickly glanced at Fang Ping, and then at the young man in the blue python robe, and decided to go first. Try Fang Ping's attitude. Although there was some friction before, the only ones who can cooperate with him are Fang Ping and the young man in the boa robe of Jiyue Qingfeng.

The sound transmission said: "If I guessed correctly, the heads of the Ye family, the Liu family, and the Wu family have secretly colluded together. Our previous misunderstandings can be saved for the future, what do you think?"

Fang Ping heard that this is to join forces with himself. The other party said that the heads of the Ye family, the Wu family, and the Liu family were in collusion, which is quite reasonable. There is no need for a strong man to cooperate, the reason is very simple, someone else's fist is big enough.

Even if the heads of the three aristocratic families are in collusion, anyone who is his enemy and hinders his chance of martial arts will be beheaded with the sword in his hand.

"No need, Jiang has always been alone!" Fang Ping gave his answer firmly.

The corner of the strong man's mouth twitched, and he cursed a fool in his heart. He still couldn't tell the situation at any time. What was the momentary grudge?

"Shuzi is insufficient and conspiracy!"

The burly man suppressed his anger, and looked at the young man in the boa robe who had a refined temperament and a breezy moon. In his opinion, Fang Ping was purely arrogant and didn't know how to judge the situation. In this case, it would be good to win over the young man in the boa robe Yes, barely able to compete with those three aristocratic families.

"Oh? Cooperation?" Ji Yun, who received the sound transmission from the burly man, smiled and thought for a while, and agreed to the burly man's proposal, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart. It was really time to draw his sword and face each other. The only one who can be trusted is still himself. It is true that the aristocratic family is in collusion, but they have never trusted each other.

It was too late, and then soon, a ghost-like talisman fell from the cuff of the left cuff of the head of the Liu family. He quietly held it in his left hand and could sacrifice it at any time. With this level of protection, the head of the Liu family dared to raise his right hand confidently, pulling the vitality of heaven and earth, and grabbed the woman's head.

Fang Ping watched the changes and did not stop them.

The palm formed by the energy of heaven and earth was as big as a millstone, and between its five fingers, it grasped the blood-stained neck, the blood-stained neck, and the head of a woman with a broken imperial crown. The moment it touched it, nothing terrible happened, but Liu The head of the family pushed his vigorous hand, but he couldn't grab the head of the crowned woman.

The small head seemed to be as heavy as a hundred thousand mountains.

"Supernatural warriors use supernatural powers to forge a physical body. After death, the physical body can survive for thousands of years, but it is not so heavy."

The head of the Liu family tried a few more times, but gave up helplessly.

One is that he really can't move the woman's head, and the other is that he doesn't dare to take any drastic actions.

The situation became awkward for a while.

Fang Ping watched the nose and the heart with his eyes, and waited for the change to happen without being restless.

Rumbling--

A group of golden clouds with a size of hundreds of feet, with thousands of auspicious colors, floated from the Duanyun Mountain Range with great momentum, shining like a Milky Way.

The few people present stared at the same place, and saw a group of turbulent waves, like a stormy sea, as peaceful and sacred as the morning glow, golden jade, a hundred-foot-sized golden cloud group, looming swaying nasturtium flowers, birds and beasts, etc. .

But this is not the most eye-catching thing. The most eye-catching thing is that there is a handsome young man with big sleeves fluttering on top of the cloud.

Standing upright against the wind, the young man standing proudly on the golden cloud head is like a mortal fairy flying high, unstained by dust, mountains, rivers and rivers retreat rapidly under his feet, and the stars, sun and moon are close at hand and within reach.

Without a dozen or so breaths, the young man stood in the sky and looked down condescendingly.

"Supernatural Martial Saint!"

All the people present were in awe.

Martial arts masters can travel thousands of feet in emptiness with the help of the vitality of heaven and earth, but they can't fly through the clouds and fog. Only the supernatural martial saints who control the power of supernatural powers can roam Kyushu like a god, flying into the sky and escaping from the earth.

"Sage Son of the Scarlet Heaven Sect..." Fang Ping recognized the young man standing on the cloud above at a glance. It was Xiao Huan, the Holy Son of the Scarlet Heaven Sect. He had gone to the Scarlet Heaven Sect and witnessed this person with his own eyes Refining supernatural power seeds, impressive.

This person condensed the seeds of supernatural powers on the eve of the great changes in the world and the return of spiritual energy, and became a supernatural martial saint. The cloud at his feet was precisely his supernatural powers. Judging from the scale and weather , this person has really benefited a lot after the great change in the world and the return of spiritual energy, and his cultivation base has been astonishingly improved.

"Miscalculation, there really are supernatural martial sages here to bully the little." Fang Ping sighed with a wry smile.

On the head of the cloud, Xiao Huan was in high spirits, with his sleeves fluttering and looking down, his gaze only lingered on the few people on the scene for a moment, the martial saints were all ants, there was no precedence on the road, from refining the seeds of supernatural powers to becoming supernatural powers From the moment he became a saint, he disappeared from the world of mortals and became the person in the clouds who can overlook all living beings.

In the eyes of the world, the great master of martial arts who is separated by a line from the supernatural martial sage is just an ant struggling in the quagmire.

But when he saw the head of the woman wearing the imperial crown, everything changed. The sword light reflected in Xiao Huan's eyes, slaughtering gods and immortals, beating heaven and earth, flying from the depths of the endless void, Along the way, the galaxy was swept away, and all things avoided. The horror during this process was more than a hundred times stronger than what the few people present saw, because he was a supernatural martial artist.

A frog at the bottom of a well cannot see the outside world. Even if the outside world is turned upside down, with lightning and thunder, the horror he can feel is just the tip of the iceberg. The supernatural powers and martial arts are different. When he walks out of the cage, his cognition is not the same as that of the frog at the bottom of the well.

"...Hiss, whose head is this?"

Xiao Huan broke out in a cold sweat, lost all charm, became unsteady, and almost fell from the clouds.

Frightened, Xiao Huan pressed down on the cloud head, and asked several people present, "Is this head from the endless void?"

Several people present exchanged glances with each other, and the head of the Wu clan clasped his hands and replied, "Senior said, this head flew out of the turbulent flow of space yesterday, and I dare not dispose of it casually."

In terms of age, the head of the Wu family is two hundred years old, but no matter how old he is, he can only bow his head and obey his ears in the face of a supernatural martial saint. Why is the millennium family superior?The root of it is that the thousand-year-old family was founded by a supernatural martial saint. Who would dare to disrespect a living supernatural martial saint standing on the spot.

Xiao Huan stared at the woman's head solemnly, and weighed it over and over again. His sleeves bulged, and he restrained the woman's head with the power of supernatural power.

Rumble

The vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of tens of miles surged like a vast ocean and reverberated outside Xiao Huan's body. His cuffs fluttered and swelled like a windbag that swallowed the sky and the earth. Uprooted.

The few people held their breath, not daring to show their anger, if even the supernatural powers and martial arts saints can't detain the woman's head, the matter will become a big mess, and it won't be long before the supernatural powers and martial arts saints in Daxuan territory will flock to her to.

"Can it work..." Fang Ping cheered up and watched the result with his eyes wide open.

The beaded curtain of the imperial crown above the woman's head swayed with a huff, and the sound was clear and mysterious, like a gurgling stream and a phoenix singing together.

Then, the woman's head, which was imprisoned by the supernatural power, slowly floated into the air, but it didn't fly towards Xiao Huan's sleeve.

The sky and the earth darkened suddenly, and the roaring sound caused the eardrums of several people at the scene to vibrate, their eyes turned black, and their six senses were lost.

The head of the woman wearing the imperial crown was wrapped by a force, and disappeared into the clouds without a trace.

Everything happened between the fire and light stones. When the few people present came back to their senses, the woman's head had disappeared, the sky was as clear as blue, and the haze receded completely, as if the woman's head had never appeared from the beginning to the end.

Xiao Huan calmed down, clenched his palms in his sleeves, and thought: "This head may be an existence beyond the level of a martial sage. Its spirituality has not dissipated, and its will is still there. It is definitely not something I can occupy, and there is no one in Daxuan who can suppress it." , unless there is an existence above the Martial Saint to take action, but such an existence, I am afraid that there will be no one among Daxuan."

After becoming a martial saint with supernatural powers, he knew many secrets, and there is absolutely no existence in the Daxuan territory beyond the martial saints with supernatural powers.

"Gone?"

When the woman's head flew away, those who lost their six senses subconsciously felt that Xiao Huan had taken the woman's head away, but none of them said no.

Xiao Huan didn't even bother to explain, he knew that he didn't come to the wrong place, this turbulent flow of space connected to the endless void, it is really possible to spit out some good things, it is worth wasting some time here.

His decision has brought a lot of pressure to the few people here. There is a supernatural martial saint standing in the sky. No matter what good things fly out of the turbulent space, they are still theirs?
Fang Ping walked out of the mountain without hesitation. Since the Holy Son of the Scarlet Heaven Sect is not leaving, why not leave? Although he only got a skeleton with supernatural powers this time, it is much better than those empty-handed warriors like Bai. Those who are contented are always happy.

Seeing Fang Ping leave, several people were a little surprised, so they are going to leave?

……

On the top of a mountain dozens of miles away.

Ye Jiaerlang had a handsome face, stood there with a heroic spirit, and said: "The man standing on the cloud that just floated past must be a supernatural martial saint."

Speaking of this, he was a little envious. No matter how noble the descendants of the family are, they can't compare to the supernatural martial saints. If he was a supernatural martial saint, he wouldn't be humiliated at the hands of Xuantianzong Jiang Chen.

Thinking of this, Erlang of the Ye family became furious, and looked at the noble daughter of the Ye family with a stern look in his eyes, secretly swearing in his heart that sooner or later, he would make this lowly maidservant pay for what he had done.

"Huh?" Erlang didn't know that the Ye family Erlang hated his noble daughter of the Ye family, his brows were happy, he looked at the tall man walking towards him with a sweet smile, and said: "I still want to, the young master is here."

Fang Ping, who walked out of the forest, walked like a dragon and a tiger, with a powerful demeanor, with an imposing manner like a white knife out of its sheath, with his mane piercing into the sky, he hummed at the noble daughter of the Ye family calmly, and looked at the Ye family with a somewhat unnatural expression. Erlang, it's nothing more than fighting with him in this room, and even provoking trouble behind his back, he deserves to be killed.

He didn't do anything before because he didn't want to cause trouble. Now that the other party is still staying in the Duanyun Mountain Range, if he didn't flee back to Ye's house and dig a hole to bury himself, then he can't blame him for coming to the door.

"He came here specifically for me?" Ye Erlang swallowed violently, and said with a forced calm: "What do you want to do, my Ye family has supernatural powers!"

Fang Ping sneered: "The Ye family has a supernatural ancestor sitting in the town, so my Xuantian Sect doesn't have a supernatural ancestor? For the sake of the sister next to you, Jiang will give you ten breaths of time to escape. After ten breaths, I will When I kill you!"

The air became icy cold, and a strong killing intent shot out from Fang Ping's eyes.

Ye Jia Erlang's face was pale, but he felt that he turned around and ran away. Could it be that he was afraid of the other party because he was greedy for life and fear of death, and shouted: "Stop talking so crazy! This is Daxuan, not you Xuantianzong."

"Master Jiang has a lot, why don't you give my family some face?" the noble daughter of the Ye family persuaded.

Fang Ping turned a deaf ear, and after ten breaths with his eyelids downcast, when he raised his head, his whole body's bones creaked, the ground under his feet collapsed, and he punched Ye Jiaerlang in the face.

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(End of this chapter)