Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 46;

The bright moon hangs high, oppressing the sky full of stars.

In the silent night, the wall outside Lianjiabao was full of strong men holding torches and carrying knives and guns. Occasionally, figures in armor and masters of martial arts appeared on the wall.

Arriving at Fang Ping outside the Lianjiabao, he strode out and strode across the [-]-meter-long open area with lightning speed.

When he jumped with all his strength, he jumped over the wall as lightly as a swallow, and then sank into the night like a sharp arrow.

After a while, Fang Ping avoided a large number of patrolling Lianjiabao private soldiers, and approached the main castle deep in Lianjiabao.

The last time he came to Lianjiabao to investigate, Fang Ping was only at the seventh-rank Aperture Realm, and he acted extra cautiously. He only inspected the outer area of ​​Lianjiabao, and did not enter the main fort.

This time is different, Fang Ping wants to enter the main castle to find out.

The previous information collected from Lianjiabao showed that Fang Ping's father and brother were arrested in Lianjiabao in late September last year, but they were later sent to the main castle and disappeared without a trace since then. never came out.

"I want to see what secrets this Lianjiabao hides!"

Fang Ping squatted silently on the roof. Right in front of him was an open field of more than a hundred square meters. More than 30 Lianjiabao private soldiers, all of whom were skilled in martial arts, were guarding in front of the gate of the main castle.

There is also one person who has the strength of the eighth rank of martial arts.

If Fang Ping took action, he would be able to get rid of these miscellaneous fish in an instant, but no matter how fast he was, it was impossible to get rid of everyone in an instant.

"Find a way to lure them away."

Fang Ping thought about it for a moment, and ran to a distance with an idea. After knocking down a few patrolling Lianjiabao private soldiers, he picked up the torch on the ground and set fire to several surrounding rooms.

The night is dark and the wind is strong, and under the howling wind, a single spark can start a prairie fire, and within an hour or three quarters, the flames soared into the sky and flooded half of the street.

"Go to the water!"

Gongs and drums sounded.

The whole Lianjiabao was immersed in the noise.

The eighth-rank warrior man stationed in front of the main castle is one of the five generals of the Lianjiabao family. It was his turn to be on duty tonight. Looking at the scene of the flames in the distance, he was not too nervous and scanned the surrounding area vigilantly. , muttered: "This fire is a bit strange, don't say someone deliberately set it on fire, trying to lure me away."

When he was talking to himself like this, Fang Ping happened to be squatting on the roof not far away.

A warrior of the third rank has super-sighted ears and eyesight. Even if it is more than a hundred meters away, Fang Ping can clearly hear the man's voice.

"This person is a calm person."

Fang Ping sighed, outsmarting is not enough, so he can only attack by force.

The spine on the back is protruding, like a big dragon dormant under the skin and periosteum, providing Fang Ping with continuous strength.

Fang Ping's breath became as long as a turtle, and when he jumped off the roof, he appeared in front of the main castle like a ghost.

"Who!"

The eighth rank warrior man turned pale with fright, the speed of the approacher was appalling, before he let out a yell, he witnessed with his own eyes the man in black beating and killing more than a dozen private soldiers of Lianjiabao who had entered the rank.

Fang Ping's slap was ruthless, without any frills, and his gestures were full of supernatural power. With a slap from Tianling Gai, he slapped the head of a private soldier of Lianjiabao directly into his chest.

Turning around and sweeping his legs, he smashed the bodies of two Lianjiabao private soldiers with overwhelming momentum.

The flesh and blood of an entry-level martial artist becomes vulnerable in front of Fang Ping. They will be injured when touched, and they will die when touched. This is the horror of a third-rank warrior whose qi and blood have been pierced through the spine!
"Ah... Come here..."

Before the words of a Lianjiabao private soldier fell, Fang Ping tore off his throat with his hand, and blood gushed out like a spring, filling the sky.

More than [-] Lianjiabao private soldiers who had entered the ranks, ten of them couldn't breathe, were killed by Fang Ping.

The fire in the distance still had some effect, the beating of gongs and drums and the noise caused by it covered up Fang Ping's murderous activities.

"A master of the third rank!"

The eighth-rank man trembled as if falling into an ice cave, turned around and fled to the main castle, where lived the owner of the Lianjiabao and the young master of the Lianjiabao, Lian Feihu. It is no match for the men in black who are at the third rank.

"Can you leave?"

Fang Ping snorted, and Kunpeng caught up to the eighth-rank man like a predator.

The dead souls of the eighth-rank men all threw out a punch, using all their strength in an attempt to exchange for a glimmer of life.

Fang Ping also punched out.

Bang! ! !
When the two fists collided, Fang Pingan was unharmed. The man's arm was shattered, and his internal organs were also shattered by the terrifying force.

"You...cough cough"

The eighth-rank man who fell on the ground swallowed the blood that filled his throat unwillingly.

Fang Ping didn't say anything, stepped on the door of the man's face, and followed into the main castle ahead.

In the dimly lit main castle, there were oil lamps hanging on the wall, and Fang Ping turned around and shuttled quickly.

As he walked, Fang Ping seemed to have lost his way. The interior of the main castle was extremely huge.

"We need to find someone who is familiar with the internal structure of the main castle."

As Fang Ping thought this way, a candle flame was reflected on the wall in front of him.

The maid with a lantern in her hand walked slowly, and stopped in front of a room after a while.

But before he could go in, he was beaten unconscious by the masked man in black.

"Is it Bing'er, why did you come back only now?" A beautiful female voice floated out from inside the room.

Fang Ping hummed, and walked into the house with the unconscious maid in one hand.

A scent blows over the face. This is an extremely extravagant inner room. The floor is covered with finely crafted, gorgeous and gorgeous carpets. , a screen embroidered with peonies, taking one at will can make ordinary people eat and drink for a lifetime.

"who are you!"

A woman walked out from behind the curtain, her face was like peach blossoms, her figure was enchanting, she was 26 years old, her skin was white and smooth, her almond eyes were clear and charming, blending with her mature temperament, even Fang Ping took a deep breath .

"Come on!"

The woman opened her mouth and shouted.

The next moment, the little cherry mouth died down.

Fang Ping's big rough palms tightly covered half of the woman's face, and said with piercing eyes, "Ma'am! You don't want to be just a cold corpse when someone finds out, do you?"

The woman was terrified and nodded for a long time.

"Tell me, who are you?" Fang Ping withdrew his palm and pressed for the woman's identity.

"I should ask you that." The woman sneered, and replied: "I advise you to leave quickly. This is Lianjiabao, not a place for you to stay for a long time. If you are looking for money, the things in this house Take all you can."

Fang Ping shook his head, "I want money. You and I want it too."

The woman's face changed. This villain sneaked into the bunker late at night just to ruin his reputation?
"You... don't act recklessly, my husband is... the young master of Lianjiabao, I am the young lady of Lianjiabao... don't act recklessly."

Madam was incoherent and frightened.

In this era, women's reputation is as high as the sky. Sometimes some married women can't contact any men except their husbands. If they say a word, they may get a bad name of violating women's morals and being dissolute by nature.

"Lian Feihu? Are you Lian Feihu's wife?"

Fang Ping was surprised, he caught a big fish.

"Yes, my husband is in the castle. If you dare to touch one of my fingers, he will not let it go."

Madam mistakenly thought that Fang Ping was afraid of Lian Feihu's reputation, so she emphasized.

Little did he know that Fang Ping had a new plan in his mind.

He stopped being entangled with his wife, and searched the house. There were more than a dozen expensive calligraphy and paintings, two large boxes full of gold and silver jewelry, and a large handful of golden beans.

If it wasn't inconvenient to pick it up, Fang Ping would still like to carry back the half-person tall red jade coral and the jade screen embroidered with peonies.If the conditions were more relaxed, Fang Ping would like to pry the house away.

"Okay, take everything that needs to be taken, and it's you next."

Fang Ping looked at his wife with a smile.

Madam's face was ashen, but she had no strength to restrain her, so she could only watch helplessly as a criminal black hand tied herself up, gagged her mouth and carried her on her shoulders.

(End of this chapter)