Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 49;
The dreary weather changed at will, the sun was shining brightly during the day, and the sky was clear, but in the evening and dusk, the north wind howled and the temperature dropped sharply.

Fang Ying was sitting in the yard practicing the turtle breath breathing technique. Fang Ping would point out whenever there was a deficiency. Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Fang Ping knew that he had to act.

"Go to bed and wash up, the second brother is going out for a while."

After rubbing Fang Ying's little head, Fang Ping entered the carriage outside the courtyard gate.

"you……"

The madam wanted to say that she had eaten a bowl of cold dumplings, felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach, and wanted to go to the toilet, but just as she opened her mouth, she felt like a wasp stung her neck and lost consciousness.

Fang Ping parked the carriage in the yard, and he could come back before dawn. In theory, his wife would not be discovered by Fang Ying and Li Rou.

Thinking this way, Fang Ping put on his night clothes, put on a face scarf, and went out.

Fang Ping left, and a sneaky little head poked out from the room.

……

Outside Lianjiabao.

Fang Ping appeared.

The purpose of that letter was to divert the tiger away from the mountain. Fang Ping was not stupid enough to confront Lian Feihu head-on, and it was pure wishful thinking for a woman to want Lian Feihu to compromise obediently and tell the truth.

There are more ruthless and ungrateful people in this world. Even if they have given birth to children for themselves, and have been with their wives for many years, if they say they give up, they will give up.

But the dignity of a man must be defended no matter what. There is no man in this world who can endure the insult of his wife being kidnapped. Fang Ping took advantage of this skillfully.

The number of fort soldiers standing guard on the wall has decreased significantly, which shows that Lian Feihu took a large number of people from Lianjiabao with him when he rushed to Yandang Mountain.

Sneaking into the depths of Lianjiabao like a ghost, Fang Ping knocked down a few patrolling fort soldiers at a corner. The leading fort soldier told Fang Ping some news. Hundred martial arts elites, two thousand fort soldiers.

Today in Lianjiabao, there are only a thousand unqualified soldiers and hundreds of martial arts elites.

"It's ruthless enough. Three hundred martial arts elites and two thousand armored fortress soldiers can consume me alive. Then even Feihu brought so many people there, so he never thought of bargaining with me. Fortunately, I am not stupid, let him do it." It's a bottom line."

Fang Ping looked at the main castle in the depths of Lianjiabao.

Bai Yunfei once mentioned that Lianjiabao has two masters of the third rank, one is Lian Feihong, the master of Lianjiabao, and the other is Lian Feihu, the young master of Lianjiabao. This is also reasonable. No one can produce a third-rank master.

In the arena, Fang Ping has witnessed Lian Feihu's ferocious posture with his own eyes. The strength of this place cannot be underestimated. Fang Ping, who has broken through to the strong body, may not be able to compete with it head-on, but tonight Fang Ping will face The only one left is the owner of Lianjiabao.

……

in the study.

Lian Feihong was three points drunk under the service of his concubine.

"It's getting late, let's serve the master to rest." The concubine nestled pitifully in the embrace of the master of Lianjiabao.

"Feihu hasn't come back yet, how can I sleep, wait a little longer." Lian Feihong was in a bad mood. Some time ago, he managed to drive away the five gentry in the inner city, and he was about to dominate in Lianjiabao. In Shanyang County, the Chancellor of Shanyang County supported the Qijiameng, and Daze Prefecture sent Chu Ying to station outside Shanyang County to support the Qijiameng.

A few days ago, someone sneaked into the Lianjiabao, murdered and kidnapped his daughter-in-law, all of which made Feihong feel uneasy.

"Young castle master Jiren has his own auspiciousness, and it will definitely be smooth sailing. Patriarch, you don't have to worry too much."

The little concubine was considerate and poured wine for the owner of Lianjiabao.

"You're still cute~"

Lian Feihong took one cup after another, the concubine couldn't drink well, and fell drowsily in Lian Feihong's arms after drinking a few cups.

Seeing the flushed cheeks, show/sex/tasteful appearance, Lian Feihong was about to get up and take his concubine to bed for a rest, when suddenly his legs softened and his expression changed drastically: "No, someone drugged me!"

At this moment, the door of the house was kicked into pieces. There was a masked man in black, and the dragon went out to sea. Kunpeng rushed in front of Lian Feihong like a predator, and slapped out with his palm. The powerful internal energy burst out wantonly, and the tables, chairs and benches were torn apart. , The drugged concubine was also affected by the terrifying air wave, and was thrown away with a bang.

"...Who are you!"

Lian Feihong staggered back.

"As expected of a warrior of the third rank, ordinary drugs can't be overwhelmed at all, and at most it will weaken his combat power by a little bit."

Fang Ping waited quietly outside the house for a long time, and lit more than a dozen sticks of incense one after another. A cow would have fallen down, but the owner of the Lianjiabao was still fierce.

"Quick fight!"

Fang Ping, who had seized the opportunity without any hesitation and missed a single blow, took a big inhalation and a big exhalation, and the tortoise breath breathing technique was operating to the extreme, and the pores on the surface of the skin were also indistinguishable from the naked eye. Breathe out.

Fang Ping entered the state of berserk, and the terrifying scene displayed was as shocking as a revived god and demon. Even Fei Hong, who saw Fang Ping's berserk, gasped and changed color.

The skin of the man in black was blood-red, and a large amount of steam wafted from his pores. The sound of steam erupting from his body was mixed with the sound of muscles and bones, and the sound of qi and blood.

A few meters away, even Fei Hong could feel the blood flowing through the blood vessels of the man in black, like a volcanic eruption.

"Fifth grade! You are a fifth grade master!"

Lian Feihong mistakenly thought that the man in black was a fifth-rank master, his eyes were frightened, he was only sixth rank, how could He De be attacked by a fifth-rank master.

"The frog at the bottom of the well, this seat is the fourth rank!"

Fang Ping's voice was like thunder, and Lian Feihong's blood was surging, and his eyes were filled with gold stars.

Dragging the white steam gushing out continuously from his pores, Fang Ping launched a devastating attack with his spine protruding. The berserk force that poured out from each move, attached to the majestic true energy, left a mark on the floor and wall of the room. Down the shocking cracks and pits.The screen decorations in the house are also all in pieces.

"Fourth rank? Impossible, how could a fourth rank master sneak attack me a sixth rank..."

Lian Feihong confronted the man in black who was emitting white steam and red blood from his skin for a few rounds. He probably knew the strength of the masked man in black, which was much stronger than him. Why sneak attack? He can be defeated in a confrontation.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The beating sound of Fang Ping's heart became more intense and powerful, like a high-speed engine, bringing him endless power, and the blood in his limbs and bones was like high-quality oil, supporting the heart's operation.

"Click"

During the clash of fists and palms, Lian Feihong retreated steadily and leaned against the wall, leaving a human-shaped dent on the wall.

Even Feihong looked down, his palms were bloody, and his arm was numb. He wanted to shout out loud, but Fang Ping didn't give him a chance to breathe. He chased and hit the target tirelessly.

Suddenly a handful of lime powder hit Lian Feihong's face, and the next moment he felt severe pain in his chest, and his internal organs were shattered and flew out.

"Won."

Fang Ping trembled uncontrollably for a long time.

"This is the first third-rank master I have defeated!"

(End of this chapter)