Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 76;

"I am an outer disciple of the Pure Yang Sect, Liu Wuye, who is your Excellency?"

After a short confrontation, they realized that Fang Ping was a young man of the fourth rank of martial arts like himself, and reported his background with a sinking expression, but Fang Ping's ordinary face showed no emotion from the beginning to the end. fluctuation.

Except for a pair of bright and blazing eyes, beating with biting killing intent.

"Pure Yang Sect?"

Fang Ping was surprised. According to the information he controlled, Daxuan had a long-established thousand-year-old family, a mysterious and unpredictable martial arts holy land and other giants. The huge energy he possessed could subvert the high imperial power.

Fang Ping had never heard of the Pure Yang Sect, but he could tell from the name that it was a certain martial arts sect, combined with Liu Wuye's cultivation of the fourth rank of martial arts, it was just an outer disciple of the Pure Yang Sect...

"You don't know about Pure Yang Sect?" Liu Wuye probed further.

"That's a lot of nonsense." Fang Ping clamped his legs, and rushed out riding a heterogeneous BMW. Fang Tian raised his painted halberd high, dragging a storm-like murderous aura, and slashed at Liu Wuye with a terrifying cold light. body.

"It seems that he is not a disciple of a certain martial arts sect, nor is he a disciple of a family who has traveled so far. This is the best." Liu Wuye secretly breathed a sigh of relief. targeted.

He was born in the Martial Dao Sect, and he has the inheritance of Chunyang Sect's martial arts. He is still sure to handle a martial artist of the same level who does not have a top-level inheritance.

Holding a mouthful of scorching true energy, Liu Wuye unleashed a sword technique, one strike of the sword contains many changes, while blocking the slashing halberd, he slashes upwards along the shaft of the halberd, the dazzling sharpness is like To cut off Fang Ping's palm.

Faced with danger, Fang Ping jumped up and jumped into the air. The moment the roc spread its wings and fell, he first threw a bag of lime powder mixed with datura pollen, and then grabbed the halberd with both hands. The pole, slashing downward with all its strength.

The pulsating blue veins and blood vessels on the outside of his body, and the red blood light, set off his ferocity like a demon god, and the purple true blood residing in his heart is ready to move, and can spread to all limbs and bones at any time.

"mean!"

Seeing Fang Ping spilling lime powder, the young heroine was stunned.

In the battle between the three masters, is lime powder useful?This is too low.

"It's ridiculous, do you think it's my first time traveling in the rivers and lakes?"

Liu Wuye was dressed in clothes, and his whole body was covered with a layer of true qi barrier. He ignored the lime powder attack, twisted his wrist and moved the long sword, and drew a dense sword net to cover Fang Ping's body.

The hot and thick zhenqi condensed into Liu Wuye's left hand. Under the sunlight, little golden spots appeared looming outside his palm, like pinches of golden flames.

"Pure Yang Flame Palm!"

Liu Wuye struck out with one palm without reservation, the terrifying palm wind tore up the ground, and the temperature in the surrounding area also rose sharply. The mouth is dry, and the skin feels a burning pain even from a long distance, and taking a breath of air is like swallowing a knife.

"Strong!"

Fang Ping smelled a threat, so he didn't push it any further. The Turtle Breath Breathing Technique continued to operate, and more and more air was injected into his blood vessels, and even a lot of air penetrated into his bones.

Fang Ping's 1.9-meter-high muscular body suddenly grew a lot under the gaze of everyone, his height exceeded two meters, and his thick arms swelled around, as thick as palace pillars.

The blood vessels are throbbing, and the physique covered with ferocious blue veins is also as mighty as the Arhat Vajra enshrined in the temple.

At this moment, Fang Ping's strength has climbed to the fullest, on the verge of a critical point. If he wants to become stronger, he has to activate the "True Blood Awakening" state.

But Fang Ping didn't want to do that yet, he wanted to see how strong or weak he was compared to this disciple of the Martial Dao Sect in a battle at the same level.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the shattering of mountains and rocks and the deafening sound of golden spears, Fang Ping danced the black halberd to grind the sharp sword net covering him, and then poured all the blood and true energy into his left hand. Wuye's "Pure Yang Flame Palm".

Both of them had a physical meal.

What Fang Ping touched was his enormous, volcanic energy and blood, as well as his strong inner strength.

And what Liu Wuye's "Pure Yang Flame Palm" contains is a blazing true energy that melts gold and iron.

Fang Ping responded quickly. There were more than 2 pores on his body, breathing out like a mouth and nose, forcing out the scorching true energy that penetrated into his body and wanted to burn his internal organs. The big halberd, a Fang Tian painted halberd measuring two feet long, turned into a [-]-jin sledgehammer and blasted towards Liu Wuye.

The long sword in Liu Wuye's hand is also made of rare metal, but the sword weapon is more of an ornament, just like those romantic and greasy-faced children of aristocratic families who like to hang long swords from their waists and wear brocade clothes.

Compared with Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was domineering and fierce, opening and closing, the long sword in Liu Wuye's hand trembled endlessly, and cracks like tortoise lines appeared soon.

"This person's strength is not inferior to that of his cousin."

Watching the scene of fighting, the young heroine was worried about her cousin's safety, she pursed her lips and shouted: "You two don't fight anymore."

Liu Wuye's expression was aggrieved. He had to know that Fang Ping's strength was not inferior to his own, and he would never easily provoke a dispute. Two people with similar strengths, in the end, would be nothing more than a loser. No matter which side wins, the other side will lose. will pay a heavy price.

If Fang Ping is willing to lay down his weapon at this time and turn the enemy into a friend, he would wish for it, but amidst the shouts of the young heroine, Fang Ping waved the black halberd without heeding it, and the offensive became more and more ferocious every time.

When the black halberd slashed horizontally and vertically, the shocking divine power carried by it also continued to increase, shaking Liu Wuye's tiger's mouth numb, and the crack outside the long sword in his hand spread to the entire body of the sword.

"Click"

With a crisp sound, the long sword in Liu Wuye's hand was torn apart, and when one of the fragments flew out, it cut Liu Wuye's cheek impartially, and the dark red blood that flowed out made Liu Wuye's handsome face instantly Turned into a look of unstoppable anger, and roared: "Damn it, I'm going to cut you alive!"

Fang Ping still didn't pay any attention, he chopped out the halberd in his hand like a dragon, and with his left hand he took off a cloth bag around his waist, which was filled with lime powder and datura pollen.

The two powders have no lethal effect on the third-rank masters, unless Liu Wuye's internal energy is exhausted and there is no real energy protection outside his body, but Fang Ping firmly believes that this can cause a mental attack.

In martial arts confrontation, state of mind is particularly important. If you are in a hurry, lack of focus, or emotional disorder, low-level warriors may leapfrog and kill you.

Fang Ping's strategy was correct. Liu Wuye, who saw Fang Ping spilling a bag of lime powder again, was about to eat people. He felt that Fang Ping was insulting him. Repeatedly throw lime powder.

"Cousin, be careful. Datura pollen is added to the lime powder. If it gets on your body, it will weaken your true energy."

The young female hero reminded anxiously.

"I know... I will never give up until I kill this house today."

Liu Wuye's voice hadn't finished yet, as far as he could see, it was covered with lime, and the sparkling powder in it was datura pollen mixed in the lime powder, which made Liu Wuye mad with hatred and infuriating All over the body, not daring to take it lightly for a moment.

(End of this chapter)