Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

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.

Chapter 47; Fury of the Flying Tiger

During the time Fang Ping entered the main castle, the soaring fire had been extinguished, and dozens of corpses were found in front of the castle.

At this time, the two men were looking at the bloody corpse lying in front of the gate of the main castle. The older man on the left sighed and said solemnly: "Not long ago, the fourth son was killed by the bull demon in the arena in the inner city." Beheaded, and now the fifth brother is also killed by the thieves, we have five generals in Lianjiabao, and from now on, only you, me, and the eldest brother will be left."

The man on the right had a yellow complexion, and said through gnashing of teeth: "The thief first set a big fire, and then killed the fifth child, obviously sneaked into the main castle. At this time, the castle master and the young master are both retreating in the quiet room We need to notify them immediately."

"Second brother, go gather your men and guard here with strong bows and crossbows. I don't believe that thief is superhuman."

"Okay, third son, go to the castle and inform the castle owner and the young master. I'll gather people to intercept them here. The thief's strength should not be underestimated. If you encounter him in the castle, don't get entangled with him." The older man on the right ordered Completely go to the distance.

The man on the other side also raised his foot to enter the castle.

But at this moment, a tall and mighty black-clothed masked man, as strong as a bull, walked out of the bunker with more than a dozen calligraphy and paintings tied up in a bundle on his waist, and a mature lady on his shoulders.

With four eyes facing each other, Fang Ping made a preemptive strike, leaping towards the yellow man in front, his palms blasted out, engulfing the true energy in his body.

Fang Ping, who had finished training his spine and entered the middle third rank, the internal energy in his dantian had already turned into true internal energy.

Therefore, when the punch was thrown out, Fang Ping's palm had an invisible gas, and when it was half a foot away from the man's body, the man's skin membrane collapsed and a palm print appeared.

When Fang Ping's palm was completely imprinted on the outside of the man's body, the man's internal organs were shattered, and his body was thrown 30 meters away like a kite with broken strings.

"The third one!"

The older man growled.

The change happened so fast that he was about to gather his men, and the thief came out of the earthen castle, and killed the third child of the eighth rank of martial arts in an instant. A master of the third rank.

"Woooooo!"

Cherry's small mouth was stuffed with cloth balls, and the lady who was lying on Fang Ping's shoulders with both arms tied was also struggling to move her delicate body.

"Trouble my Dao heart! Be honest with me!"

Feeling the touch of the white and smooth skin rubbing against his shoulders, Fang Ping cursed in a low growl.

"You bastard! Killed my two brothers, and even wanted to take my wife away in front of me! How can Lianjiabao allow you to be so rampant!"

The older man's eyes were red, and he pulled out the long knife hysterically. When the knife was unsheathed, sparks were set off, and accompanied by a waterfall of knife light, it slashed fiercely towards Fang Ping's waist.

He has the confidence to dare to make a move. Not only is he a martial artist of the seventh-rank Tongqiao realm, but he is also good at a sword technique.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Fang Ping smiled, wrapped his true energy in his fleshy palm, and grasped the sharpened blade impartially, exerted force with his five fingers, and the long knife made of fine steel shattered immediately, and the elder man's eyes widened.

"Middle Grade Three!"

As long as you dare to trade your life for your life, the ninth rank can leapfrog the eighth rank, and the eighth rank can leapfrog the seventh rank, but the watershed between the lower third rank and the middle third rank is not easy to cross.

The older man lost the courage to fight, and the blood poured into the meridians of his legs and fled to the distance.

Fang Ping didn't go after him either, he spread his palms with a sweep of his arms, and the fragments of the blade, driven by Fang Ping's internal energy, sank into the back of the older man one after another, and flew out of his chest.

"Seventh rank warrior, that's all."

Jumping onto the roof, Fang Ping swept towards the outside of Lianjiabao.

Before dawn, Fang Ping quietly returned to the old house in Mouse Lane.

The lady who was on her shoulders made him ruthlessly throw him onto the dusty wooden bed.

The madam was trembling, and her big watery eyes were filled with tears of despair.

Fang Ping suddenly discovered that the temptation of this mature lady is really not something ordinary people can resist. Even the harsh environment of this old house can't cover up the fatal temptation of the lady.

That plump snow-white figure also exudes the aura of a mature woman like a peach, and the pair of despairing almond eyes that are tearing down are making people unable to control the surging blood.

"Lian Feihu's beauty is not shallow."

Fang Ping breathed for a long time, suppressed the restlessness in his body, and said: "There is no need to be afraid, Li is definitely not a person who kills, sets fire, rapes/fornicates/robs, everything I do is because of me and the Lian family. There is a deep hatred between Lianjiabao, you are the meat ticket I used to bargain with Lianjiabao, so I will not bully you, nor will I take your life."

While speaking, Fang Ping took off the cloth ball covering Madam's mouth.

Without the cloth ball filling the small mouth, the lady breathed heavily, but after inhaling a large mouthful of dust, she coughed again and again.

Gathering up the courage to look at Fang Ping, Madam's big watery eyes danced with a charming brilliance, and said, "So you didn't come after me, I thought you were..."

Fang Ping covered his face, "If madam is a smart person, please cooperate with me obediently. Whether you can go back safely or not depends on your attitude towards Lianjiabao."

"Attitude? Do you want me to coerce Lian Jiabao to bow his head and compromise?"

Madam pursed her bright red lips charmingly, and said surprisingly: "I can help you!"

Fang Ping:? ? ?

"You have a deep hatred with Lianjiabao, and my wife also has an unshakable hatred with Lianjiabao!"

"are you kidding me!"

"It's absolutely true. In order to marry me, Lian Feihu personally beat to death my cousin who grew up with me and was engaged to me. My father vomited blood when he tried to argue with him. He died shortly after returning home. .”

"If it wasn't for the sake of my mother's younger brother not being harmed, I would like to cut him into pieces and eat Lian Feihu alive! Also his father is nothing, he always treats me lightly, but Lian Feihu said that I don't obey women's morals."