Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Whoosh!Whoosh!

A round of arrow rain covering the sky and the sun suddenly sprinkled towards the front of the valley.

"ridiculous."

The black-robed man's clothes fluttered, and the tornado of zhenqi roared outside him. The arrows shot at him had not been sucked into the vortex of zhenqi and swallowed. For a powerful martial arts monk, weapons in the normal range were simply Not enough to cause the slightest damage to him, even the giant ballistas fired one after another in the jungle couldn't stop the black-robed man from walking.

"What kind of cultivation is he..."

On the hillside, Chu Ying asked in horror.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's..." Fang Ping didn't say it. The man in black robe gave him the same feeling as facing Chen Tiande. This is a master of "pseudo-innate realm"!

A master of the third rank, before the true energy is exhausted, can fight against a thousand on the battlefield, and put on heavy armor, that is a humanoid beast that is invincible. The government soldiers can't trap the opponent even if they swarm up!

Besides, this place is deep in the mountains, densely covered with jungles, and the terrain is rugged, and the army cannot stretch out. Unlike the endless plains, surrounded by [-] government corps, who are not afraid of death, there is still a chance to kill a "false" Innate Realm" powerhouse.

Fang Ping's best choice right now is to stay out of the matter and confront a warrior of the "pseudo-innate realm". Clear your current strength bottleneck.

"Death!"

The black-robed man, who was only a few dozen steps away from Ji Meng, flicked his fingers, and shot his true energy towards Ji Meng's heart. Ji Meng couldn't move, and watched helplessly as the finger of true energy shot towards his body.

wheezing——

The wind is surging, and the sky is full of sand and gravel.

A figure walked up to Ji Meng, and a layer of misty true energy, as thin as cicada's wings and as bright as jewels, was swimming outside his body, which isolated him from the huge suction force spreading from the vortex of true energy outside the black-robed man's body, and shot at him. Ji Meng's zhenqi directed his strength, attacking the shimmering foggy zhenqi on the boy's body surface, only causing a ripple.

"Brother Fang?" Ji Meng opened his eyes wide in surprise. Under the adsorption force generated by the vortex of true energy outside the black-robed man's body, he was powerless to fight back. Fang Ping was as if walking on flat ground, unaffected. Standing in front of him, there was also the foggy true energy floating on Fang Ping's body, which was gorgeous and transparent, with jagged rays of light, like a gorgeous brocade robe.

"True Qi into Armor?" The black-robed man stared at the young man in astonishment. He, a pseudo-innate martial arts master, couldn't even atomize the true Qi and radiate it out of the body. To achieve this, the strength of the internal energy is unimaginable, and it must have gone through thousands of tempers.

Moreover, Fang Ping's youthful appearance was also shocked by the man in black robe.

"Second-rank Return to the True Realm? Is this kid a Second-rank Return to the True Realm? How old is he? How can there be such a young upper-rank third-rank Tianjiao in Daze Prefecture?"

The man in black robe who thought a lot for a moment, tentatively asked calmly: "Little brother, do you want to meddle in your own business? Or are you a member of the court?"

"Neither of them, I just feel that I can't come here in vain, so I want to ask you for advice." Fang Ping replied with a smile, looked at Ji Meng and said, "I will deal with this person, 10 taels Silver, I want [-]% of the gold, silver and treasures confiscated in Gu Nei, and I will nod if there is no problem."

Ji Meng was still numb, and nodded subconsciously, "But I... can't make the decision... I have to find Zhou Futai."

"Just admit it." Fang Ping activated the "Turtle Breath Breathing Technique", his muscles increased dramatically, his qi and blood increased dramatically, his muscles and bones roared, and the air like a tide was injected into his bones and blood vessels in the blink of an eye. In just a few moments, Fang Ping turned into a little giant over two meters tall, with a red glow on the outside of his skin and white mist spraying from his pores.

The sound released when the heart beat was as resounding and powerful as thunder.

"Boy, this protector is not something you can handle, don't take it upon yourself."

The man in black robe issued a warning sound. He didn't want to fight the mysterious young man who suddenly appeared in front of him. The young man was at the third rank at a young age, and he was able to form armor with true energy and cover his whole body. Martial arts sect disciples, children of aristocratic families, whether they can not be offended or not.

Chapter 128; Mist True Qi Armor

The black-robed man had fierce eyes and a stern expression, warning Fang Ping not to make himself an enemy!

The adsorption force generated by the vortex of true qi circling outside his body crushed all the flowers, plants and rocks involved into fine powder, but it couldn't shake Fang Ping, who was wrapped in a foggy true qi armor.

The misty zhenqi armor circulating outside Fang Ping's body was as thin as a cicada's wing, with jagged light, and shaped like a gorgeous robe inlaid with crystal gems.

Although the black-robed man, a pseudo-innate-level martial arts master, can also release a heavy body of true energy through his body, forming a vortex of true energy that absorbs and shatters everything, but its form and essence are still in the invisible and qualitative stage, which shows that Fang Ping The quality of his true energy has reached a level that shocks the world and surpasses the constraints of his own realm.

Just like two ancient wells, the black-robed man is a deep well, but it is not filled with water, and Fang Ping is a shallow well, but it is filled with water.

If it wasn't for the fact that after the "Turtle Breath Breathing Technique" was upgraded to the state of "reaching the pinnacle", the true qi transformed and gave birth to the "foggy true qi armor", Fang Ping would not rashly stand up and fight with a pseudo-innate Now he just wants to test how strong he is in a hearty peak battle.

After all, the premise of doing this is to have the confidence to retreat at any time, otherwise it will violate Fang Ping's consistent proposition.

"The tortoise's breath of true energy penetrates the body, and after it turns into a foggy armor of true energy, it lasts at most a quarter of an hour. During this quarter of an hour, I have an invincible defense. In other words, This battle will end within a quarter of an hour!"

Fang Ping moved forward with overwhelming momentum. In his bones and blood vessels, he absorbed a large amount of air through the operation of "Turtle Breath Breathing Technique", and broke through the huge two-meter-high figure, just like a juvenile walking out of a wild world. gods and demons.

The veins and muscles are knotted, and the skin of the body with pulsating blood vessels is bright red like dripping blood. The pores all over the body are like a boiling kettle, spraying white steam "whining", giving people a visual and spiritual feeling. Shock!

Ji Meng retreated to the hillside in the distance, panting and wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, and when he looked at Fang Ping's back, he said with a wry smile: "The guardian of the natural sect division is at least a top-level master of the first-rank realm, I'm not him But Brother Fang... How can his majestic aura be more intimidating than that day's natural sect protector?"

Chu Ying shook her head blankly. She only knew that a year ago, when she met Fang Ping for the first time, the boy was honest, honest, and ordinary. But today, she has gradually gotten used to the boy's exposure. The face of the evildoer.

"Bastard, do you really want to be an enemy of this Dharma Protector? Be an enemy of the Natural Sect?"

The black-robed man was furious, he had already issued a warning, and the young man would go down the slope before he got off the donkey, this is not taking him seriously.

Take a step back and say that the young man is really a son of a wealthy family, a martial arts sect, and a martial arts cultivation of the second-rank return to the true state, so he is going to confront a strong man of the "pseudo-innate state", no matter from which angle he looks at it , the odds are slim.

What is a "Pseudo-Innate Realm" powerhouse?That is, as long as a ray of "innate energy" is refined, it can resonate with the heaven and the earth, thereby controlling the power of the heaven and the earth, and breaking away from the top power of the acquired mortal womb.

Although the black-robed man didn't draw "innate energy" into his body, as a "pseudo-innate" powerhouse, he has already reached the peak of acquired, and it is easy to crush a first-rank martial arts powerhouse.

"That's a lot of nonsense! Give me a punch!" Fang Ping disappeared on the spot, and the next moment, a god and demon appeared in front of the target. It will affect Fang Ping's combat power. He punched out with great force and swallowed mountains and rivers. When the huge fist penetrated the air, it ignited a scorching flame.

"Crash-"

The foggy true qi armor that circulated outside Fang Ping's body was shimmering and rippled, which offset the adsorption force of the black-robed man's vortex of true energy for him, let alone fighting with the black-robed man with bare hands. , as soon as he got close, he would be torn into pieces of flesh and blood by the vortex of true energy outside the man in black robe.

"Five Poison Palms!"

The black-robed man does not retreat but advances. The young man ignores his advice and insists on being his enemy. Then he can only kill him without leaving any room. To deal with Fang Ping, who is suspected of being a child of a wealthy family and a martial arts sect, he will be dead if he doesn't take action. , as soon as he makes a move, he must do his best. If Fang Ping escapes, there will be endless troubles.

The palm of the right hand is filled with stench and filth, and the emerald green color blasts out. This is the palm martial art practiced by the man in black robe. In the early stage of practice, five kinds of highly poisonous things, centipede, poisonous snake, scorpion, gecko, and toad, are used to bite the palm of his hand. , After Dacheng, a palm is issued, and the poisonous gas rolled up can kill a large group of warriors.

Bang bang bang!

When their fists and palms collided, both of them trembled. Fang Ping's fist was powerful, wide open and closed, vertical and horizontal, while the palm technique of the man in black robe was soft and cold, and contained a bone-destroying drama. The poison wanted to penetrate deep into Fang Ping's body, but outside Fang Ping's body was a gorgeous robe-like "Mist True Qi Armor".

That rotten and heart-destroying true energy just left a crackling corroded ripple on the shimmering "mist true energy armor".

"Troublesome! How did this kid manage to become armored with true qi? Did he practice some kind of secret martial art that can make true qi transform and grow?" The black-robed man frowned.

He raised his head to the sky and shouted violently, the tornado of true energy outside his body disappeared invisible, followed by the black-robed man dormant, the power belonging to the pseudo-innate realm powerhouse revived like a ten-thousand-year volcanic eruption.

Although there was no sudden increase in muscle mass or changes in physique, after the black-robed man unleashed the power of a pseudo-innate-level powerhouse without leaving any room, the threat he brought was extremely strong.

Fang Ping didn't dare to hold his breath, and pushed the purple true blood in his heart to flow to his limbs and blood vessels all over his body. The purple true blood bred in Fang Ping's heart contained life energy equal to one drop. The top of the roof is covered in mixed blood.

During the process of circulation in the body, Fang Ping felt the comfort of his power surge again, every movement of his hand and every throw of his foot echoed with inexhaustible power.

The black-robed man also noticed this, but for a moment he couldn't see why.

"Five Poison Palms!"

"Heartbreaker!"

Two completely different palm martial arts, one is soft and cold, rots the bones and the heart, and the other is infinitely powerful, smashing the viscera and destroying the heart, which is mastered by the man in black, and he can use it left and right.

"The five poisonous palms and heart-destroying palms are all superior martial arts that I was born to teach, and they have all been cultivated to great success by the iron protector. The iron protector himself is still a super strong person in the pseudo-innate realm. That kid will definitely die!"

The old man in white robe who watched the battle expressed his opinion.

Standing beside him, the old man with dark spots on his face also agreed. How can a boy under 20 years old be able to resist the full force of a pseudo-innate powerhouse.

"No, I'm going to help Brother Fang!" On the hillside, Ji Meng raised his spear and wanted to rush over.

At this time, Chu Ying was a bystander and grabbed Ji Meng clearly. In her opinion, Fang Ping dared to challenge Tian Shengjiao's Dharma Guardian, so he had a certain degree of certainty. Mere money was not worth Fang Ping's life. Rushing up at this time will only add to the chaos.

……

The all-out eruption of a pseudo-innate-level powerhouse indeed dragged Fang Ping into the shadow of death like an abyss. Take it easy!

Seeing the black-robed man who had used two kinds of palm martial arts and blasted hundreds of palms at once, Fang Ping went up to him without dodging. The blood vessels outside the skin of his two arms were wriggling like pythons. The knotted muscles were also covered with blue veins as big as loach. After clenching his fist, Fang Ping punched out as densely as raindrops!

The moment the void space exploded, like shooting stars, it counteracted the attack of the black-robed man.

Boom boom boom!

The air wave soared to the sky, the ground shook, and the ground within a radius of [-] meters was riddled with holes and disintegrated. The terrifying air wave spread to the mountain wall not far away, and the mountain wall as thick as a city wall was crumbling. crack.

"Do you only have this bit of strength as a Dharma protector? The strength of a pseudo-innate realm powerhouse is beyond your imagination!" The black-robed man flew into the air, waving his palms like rain, and there was a faint feeling between the two palms. This kind of sympathy oppressed Fang Ping, Fang Ping was inferior in strength, one after another, he attacked Fang Ping's body with visceral and heart-breaking, cold and bone-piercing palm strength.

The "fog-like true energy armor" wrapped around Fang Ping's body continuously rippled and rippled, but there was no sign of fragmentation. The palm strength that fell outside the "fog-like true energy armor" dissipated like a mud cow into the sea. , the "foggy true qi armor" condensed with "turtle's breath true qi" is different from exhaling true qi.

Although the release of true energy can resist attacks such as knives and axes, the "mist true energy armor" outside Fang Ping's body is both rigid and soft, with a degree of relaxation. While rebounding external attacks, it also has the effect of absorbing and disintegrating.

"Kill!" Pingdi roared, Fang Ping opened his arms, and hugged the black-robed man wide open, as if he wanted to use two arms as thick as palace pillars to strangle the black-robed man alive.

This kind of attack is full of loopholes and the door is wide open, but it is impossible for normal people to attack like this in a desperate fight, but Fang Ping is an exception. He has an indestructible "fog-like true energy armor" that rebounds and absorbs all attacks .

The hair on the back of the black-robed man stood up, and he rushed towards his young man. There was a body of flesh and blood, which was clearly a human-shaped beast. The yin, cold and poisonous strength combined the mysteries of the "heart-destroying palm" and "five poisonous palms"!

This force spread to the flimsy and gorgeous "fog-like true energy armor", part of it was rebounded, part was swallowed and decomposed, and only a small part penetrated the "fog-like true energy armor". " entered Fang Ping's body.

Fang Ping took a breath, and the small part of the cold palm force that penetrated into his body made his flesh and bones feel like they were about to be corroded and melted, and his heart felt as if it was being pinched by a big hand. Suppressing the discomfort, Fang Ping hugged the black-robed man with his arms together, the scene was a bit indecent.

Fang Ping in the true blood state, his body is close to [-] meters, his skin is red, white steam is wrapped around his whole body, and his muscles are covered with blue veins and blood vessels. Compared with him, the man in black robe is really weak, wrapped around two legs of the man in black robe. The arms, like two long dragons, burst out with strength, and the man in the black robe suddenly screamed.

The bones in his body were about to break, and his internal organs were squeezed to the point that blood oozes out.

"How is it possible..." The two elders in the distance were dumbfounded. The dharma protector of the pseudo-innate realm was suppressed by a boy of the second-rank return to the true realm in a one-on-one confrontation.

There is more than a small gap between the second-grade Guizhen Realm and the Pseudo-Innate Realm. A strong person in the Pseudo-Innate Realm is a master who is only one step away from the "Innate Realm"!

"Win?" Chu Ying cheered loudly, "That's amazing. A year ago, he was only at the third rank, just like me."

Ji Meng's pupils contracted, was the boy still at the third rank a year ago?

In other words, it only took the young man more than a year to grow from the third-rank realm to the point where he could go backwards and rival the powerhouses of the pseudo-innate realm.

……

"Cough cough!"

The upper body of the black-robed man with Fang Ping's two arms in his arms was pale and his eyes were bloodshot. He could feel a terrifying force gradually squeezing his body, but Fang Ping wanted to live It's not that easy to strangle him to death, the pseudo-innate realm powerhouse has bones harder than black iron!

The black-robed man mobilized all his energy and internal energy, and competed with Fang Ping. It would depend on who was exhausted first. The black-robed man felt that he had a better chance of winning. Cheng Jia can only show that Fang Ping's true energy quality is higher than his, but in terms of the total amount of true energy, it is definitely not as good as him.

"Boy, as long as you lose your strength, this protector will make your life worse than death!"

Roaring hoarsely, the black-robed man kicked towards Fang Ping's crotch with his legs thrashing.

Fang Ping was as motionless as a mountain. He was surrounded by a "mist true energy armor". The upper body of the man in black was tightly bound by his two arms, and his two calves could not exert any strength at all.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for that time!"

Fang Ping won't be in a stalemate with the black-robed man. He runs the "stove raising skill" to release the extraordinary energy absorbed from the thunder and lightning from the tens of trillions of cells in his body. It turned into a bright electric current visible to the naked eye.

Seen from a distance, flaming lightning bolts sprang out from Fang Ping's body in vain, lighting up the universe. Each one was filled with an indescribable aura of destruction. There were screams, smoking flesh, body convulsions, and hair and eyebrows were scorched by the high temperature.

There was a heavy rain a few days ago, and Fang Ping once again led the thunder into his body to feed tens of trillions of cells in his body. Not even a chance to dodge.

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Chapter 129;

"Ahhhh!"

The shrill screams, like those of a slaughtered pig, resounded up and down in the mountains, until they stopped abruptly after dozens of breaths.

Fang Ping let go of his two arms, which were as thick as palace pillars. The man in black robe in his arms was bloody and smoky, and fell to the ground with smoke all over his body.

It is not so easy to severely injure a strong person in the pseudo-innate realm to this virtue.The black-robed man was still careless, and Fang Ping held him in his arms, and gave him a crackling electrotherapy.

You know, after Fang Ping used the furnace cultivation skill to absorb the extraordinary energy from the sky thunder and lightning, after penetrating his body, even monsters like Luo Quan would be restrained, not to mention the man in black robe who is a pseudo-innate with a mortal body. Warrior.

It is not difficult to see that the black-robed man on the ground is dying, his body is covered with cuts and bruises, and he has no strength to resist. There are still a large number of blood holes on the surface of the body after being pierced by lightning, and his hair and eyebrows have also been burnt to ashes by the high temperature of lightning. .

If the electrotherapy continued, the powerful lightning force would be enough to burn the man in black to a pile of ashes.

Fang Ping got rid of distracting thoughts, and habitually replayed the course of the battle in his mind. The Turtle Breath Breathing Technique contributed a lot. If there is no Turtle Breath True Qi derived from the "Turtle Breath Breathing Technique", Fang Ping will wear Fang Ping won't win this battle so easily after purchasing a "foggy true energy armor" that ignores all attacks and is invincible.

Perhaps he will lose out in a fight with the black-robed man.

"But no matter what, I won in the end. Now, as long as I don't meet super masters in the innate realm, I can do nothing." Fang Ping turned around and looked at the two elderly incense masters in the distance.

As soon as the sharp eyes fell on the two old people, the two old people, who at least had second-rank cultivation bases, became limp and trembled as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"The protector...is defeated, how is this possible...The Tie protector is a master of the pseudo-innate realm, how could he lose to a...young man, what kind of monster is he?"

The old man of incense master whose face was covered with black spots, all souls of the dead, stomped his feet and fled to the outside of the mountain using a high-quality lightness kung fu, but was stopped by Ji Meng.

They are also at the second-rank realm, and when the two fight against each other, it is inseparable.

Seeing this, Fang Ping stretched out his palm, and tens of trillions of cells in his body released a burst of extraordinary energy like a battery. After gathering outside Fang Ping's right hand, a blazing and dazzling lightning appeared out of the sky, setting off the young man like a god of thunder. Incarnate.

"Get out of here!" The old man of Xiangzhu, whose face was covered with black spots, was hysterical, and he exchanged injuries for injuries and blasted away Ji Meng who blocked his escape. However, before he had time to flee to the outside of the mountain, he heard Thousands of birds chirping piercingly, turning around, a fist wrapped in blazing lightning pierced through his heart.