Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

"Cousin...he."

The young heroine not far away sighed softly. She knows the strength of her cousin very well. Fang Ping is very extraordinary. Brother, there is no doubt that the mayfly shakes the tree.

"kill!"

Fang Ping remained calm from the beginning to the end, and his state of mind was also normal. After he opened his pores to breathe, and activated the turtle's breathing in the "Perfect" state, a large amount of air was drawn and rushed into his blood vessels frantically. It made the speed of his blood flow more than several times faster.

The body temperature rose, the skin was red, and white steam rose up under the pores with a "whining" sound.

The pupils of the young man shrank into the shape of needle eyes. The "Pure Yang Flaming Palm" he cultivated can make the inner energy of his true energy as hot as a flame. Fang Ping's red skin all over his body and the white steam coming out of his pores are also brought about by martial arts. vision?And he could feel that Fang Ping's body surface temperature outside his red skin was no less than his.

hum!

Fang Ping's muscles condensed, and his thick arm swept out Fang Tian's painting halberd, turning the scorching true energy and dense palm shadows blasting towards him into nothingness, and then turning the halberd shaft, the lingering halberd head pierced the young man's chest .

"Small tricks!" The long sword on the young man's waist came out of his body, attached to his true energy, and cut out a series of scorching sword lights, blocking the halberd that was drilling towards his chest. Staggered and flew a few meters away.

Spinning in mid-air, the young man who fell to the ground gracefully, had a heavy brilliance on his brows: "Are you... Fourth Grade?"

From his initial judgment, Fang Ping was at the sixth rank, maybe at the fifth rank, but he never thought that Fang Ping would be at the fourth rank.

Martial arts practice, one step at a time, before the age of 20 is the age of infinite potential, like the rising sun, there are infinite possibilities.

Therefore, for warriors before the age of 20, there will be an astonishing gap in talent between those who entered the third rank one year later, and those who entered the third rank one year later.

"Fourth grade? My God, Mr. Fang is a master of fourth grade!"

The Bai family nurses, including Qiu Hong, were dumbfounded as if struck by lightning.

In the description of the Patriarch of the Bai family, Fang Ping was only at the seventh rank of martial arts, but now he has become a master of the fourth rank.

Objectively speaking, a master of the fourth rank can definitely dominate Shanyang County alone.

The young heroine was also shocked again, she even suspected that Fang Ping, like her cousin, was a son of a family who had traveled all over the world.

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Chapter 75;

"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 rage, and roared: "Damn you, 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.

Chapter 76; calm down

With Fang Ping's strength in his arms, Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was one foot long and two feet long, devoured the front like a wild bombardment under his dancing. Wherever it passed, sand and rocks flew, and the ground collapsed.

Without a weapon, Liu Wuye couldn't beat his edge, and he was forced to retreat for a while. Just now, he mobilized his internal strength, and a "Pure Yang Flame Palm" knocked Fang Ping back several meters away, and Fang Ping's feet sank , his body shot out like a cannonball and returned to Liu Wuye.

"Cousin takes the sword!" The young woman threw out her sword.

"Damn it... actually pushed me to this point." Liu Wuye glared at Fang Ping with tearing eyes, and when he raised his hand to grab the thrown sword, Fang Ping chopped it down with a halberd.

Liu Wuye retracted his arm subconsciously, Fang Ping didn't give him a chance to breathe, his body was covered with white steam, and the veins and blood vessels outside his skin squirmed like an earthworm and a dragon, speeding up his attack.

Boom!Bang bang bang!

At a glance, the terrifying power displayed by the two people in the confrontation is just like two humanoid beasts.Especially Fang Ping, who has absorbed a lot of air in his blood vessels and bones. His height exceeds two meters, his arms are as thick as temple pillars, and his figure is as burly as the Arhat King Kong in a temple. It's airtight and fast as thunder.

The battle was in full swing, and Fang Ping gradually took control of the situation. From time to time, he spilled a bag of lime powder added with datura pollen. Anyway, he always had more than a dozen cloth bags on his waist, which was enough.

You must release your true energy to protect your body at all times, in order to prevent Liu Wuye from being tricked, the speed at which the inner energy of the true energy flows has been accelerated a lot, coupled with Fang Ping's continuous and domineering offensive like rolling waves, half a column After the fragrant time, Liu Wuye's true energy and internal energy were running low, and his face paled a lot.

Fang Ping is different. Although the two martial arts of strengthening body and tortoise breathing are both health-preserving exercises, the health-preserving exercises are to tap the potential of people and sublimate the source of human life. Fang Ping's body, bones, Qi, blood, and internal strength can be said to be tempered through thousands of times.

With the ups and downs, the situation turned towards Fang Ping.

"It's time to end."

Feeling that Liu Wuye's breathing was dazzled, Fang Ping raised the black halberd in his hand and threw it out.

The power that erupted from his body in an instant was more than a thousand catties, and there was also a strong internal force attached to Fang Tian's painted halberd. The black halberd thrown out, like meteors piercing the sun, struck Liu Wuye's body with the momentum of plowing through the sky.

The distance between the two of them was already a short distance away, facing this earth-shattering blow, Liu Wuye's hairs stood on end, and he blasted out a pure Yang Flame Palm in shock.

The hot palm wind dampened the cold light of the black eucalyptus. Taking advantage of this gap, Liu Wuye jumped up, until a big hand locked his ankle and pulled him down.

A familiar scene unfolded.

Liu Wuye, who suddenly lost his balance, was still thinking about struggling to escape, so he was slammed to the ground. His rock-solid warrior physique made a sound when it hit the ground, like a mountain collapsing, and the ground collapsed. Was smashed out of a big hole.

But this still can't hurt Liu Wuye, he is at the fourth level of martial arts, and his body is harder than black iron. Fang Ping mentioned Liu Wuye, who hadn't been relieved, and hit the ground again, left and right, and repeated the cycle.

The scene reflected in the eyes of the Bai family nursing home, the young heroine and others was as shocking as a sharp sword piercing the chest.

Liu Wuye, who was handsome and handsome before, is now like a dead dog, while Fang Ping is like an angry giant, beating the puppet in his hand over and over again.

After being beaten hundreds of times, Liu Wuye's hair was disheveled, his skin was blue and his face was swollen, a few teeth fell out, blood was still spitting out of his mouth, and more than one bone in his body was broken.

Looking around, Fang Ping was standing in a large pit with a diameter of seven or eight meters and a depth of more than half a meter. There was a crack extending from the edge of the pit, and he climbed to a distance of [-] meters.

"cousin……"

The young woman tightened the reins in disbelief.

"How dare you treat me like this...I am an outer disciple of the Pure Yang Sect..."

"Don't mention this first." Fang Ping didn't relax his vigilance, freed his left hand, and tapped Liu Wuye's abdomen with his two fingers together like a sword.

"Ahhhh!"

Liu Wuye screamed terribly, like killing a pig.

Fang Ping actually abolished his dantian and destroyed his whole body's meridians.

From this moment on, he became a useless person.

at the same time.

The cousin on the horseback fled resolutely into the distance without looking back.

The white horse with no hair in its body is also a fast-moving BMW, and it carried the cousin a thousand meters away in the blink of an eye.

"Look, your cousin doesn't want you anymore." Fang Ping said jokingly.

"Cousin..." Under the double blow of being reduced to a useless person and her cousin's escape, Liu Wuye passed out with a surge of anger and blood.

It is a bit difficult for Fang Ping to catch up with his cousin. The cousin runs very fast. When Fang Ping has the upper hand, the cousin may have the idea of ​​running away. Seeing Fang Ping destroying his cousin's dantian, there is no hesitation, and he is gone in a blink of an eye. gone.

But having said that, if Fang Ping wanted to hunt down his cousin, he could still be sure of it with the speed of the exotic BMW.

"Watch people, I'll go back as soon as I go." Fang Ping jumped onto the back of the alien BMW and chased after his cousin.

Following the horse's hoof prints, Fang Ping quickly caught up with the white horse. Surprisingly, after a few hundred meters away, Fang Ping clearly saw that there was no one on the horse's back.

Fang Ping understood all of a sudden, the cousin was a little smart, she knew that Fang Ping would chase and kill her, and also knew that the speed of the exotic BMW was faster than her mount, so she simply abandoned the horse and ran away.

The time difference between the trips was enough for my cousin to find a corner to hide.

Now that there was no other way to do it, Fang Ping returned to the original place as soon as possible, lest his cousin would take advantage of the situation and rescue his cousin.

"Mr. Fang is back." The Bai family nurses who were in charge of guarding the cousin looked at the returning young man like a god.

Fang Ping nodded calmly, put his fainted cousin on the horseback, and said, "Take your things and go back to Shanyang County first, and I will follow later. Remember, don't reveal what happened today. "

In fact, the easiest and most effective way is to kill dozens of Bai family nursing homes on the scene.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fang, we will never reveal a word."