Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Fang Ping shook his head, he was standing on the side of the mountain, ready to jump down anytime.

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"Go!"

Amid a long shout, a certain pseudo-innate-level expert took the lead in the charge.

More than a dozen pseudo-innate realm powerhouses followed closely behind, their immense true energy covered a large area of ​​the sky, and the derived martial arts moves were either domineering and fierce, or swift and weird, and they blasted at the young people in a row. People seem to want to sink and penetrate the ground under everyone's feet.

"Five ghosts in one! Devil body protection!"

The young man's brows were serious, with a serious tendency, and his thick true energy turned into a cocoon-like ball of true energy outside his body. The ball of true energy was filled with a lot of black mist, and there were five red hairs on his head. Vertical pupils, a phantom of a ghost with a blue face and fangs, surrounded the young man's body like stars holding the moon.

Boom boom boom!Bang rumble!

The true qi internal force of more than a dozen pseudo-innate realm powerhouses successively submerged into the true qi cocoons filled with a large amount of black mist, and were actually decomposed layer by layer and swallowed into the young man's body.

This power wandered in the young man's body, supporting his body like a balloon, and he was about to burst to death. The young man blasted out with a palm, and returned part of the internal energy absorbed into his body to more than a dozen people. The strong pseudo-innate realm shocked more than a dozen pseudo-innate realms to retreat.Part of it remained in the young man's body and was used by him.

"Attack him with physical strength!" A pseudo-innate realm shouted.

Fang Ping has no interest in continuing to look down, this is a wrong place and he should leave as soon as possible.

After taking two steps forward, Fang Ping jumped off the hundreds of feet high mountain.

The sense of imbalance during the fall lasted for more than ten seconds. Fang Ping saw the ground. He raised his arm, which was tightly muscled like a steel bar, and inserted it into the mountain wall to reduce the force of the fall. A crack tens of meters long was torn from top to bottom on the wall, and Fang Ping landed steadily on the foot of the mountain.

Fang Ping sighed as there was a faint scream from the top of the mountain. Facts have proved that whether it is good luck or good fortune or inheritance of power, it really cannot be trusted. This is probably a trap set by a certain big devil.

Quickly walking towards the dry riverbed not far away, the heterogeneous BMW is still hidden in the big pit on the riverbed.

"First-rank level, you dare to jump down from the top of a mountain hundreds of feet high, and even insert your arm into the mountain wall as a buffer. You kid, you can't practice horizontal martial arts?"

A figure walked down the mountain road and slowly blocked Fang Ping's way.

Fang Ping's hairs stood up, and his eyes shrank sharply.

"Innate Realm!"

Ahead is an innate strong man!

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"Innate Realm!"

Fang Ping's hair stood on end, his pupils constricted as he stared at the figure walking down the mountain road and blocking him.

This is an old man in a dark yellow robe, black beard and hair, restrained, with an approachable and gentle smile on his face, looking at Fang Ping, he said slowly: "Since you are here, why leave in a hurry. "

"Are you with that devil?" Fang Ping looked up at the cloud-covered, blood-smeared mountaintop. The devil was cultivating his "five heavens, ghosts and devil fetuses" with many people from the rivers and lakes as nourishment. Dafa", the yellow-robed old man stopped Fang Ping's way mysteriously, [-]% of them were with the devil.

"The old man has no malicious intentions." The yellow-robed old man answered Fang Ping insincerely. He did obey the young man's order and blocked the masters at the foot of the mountain to intercept those masters who fled down the mountain. It was not what Fang Ping thought, of course. , He didn't need to explain more to a junior.

The powerful qi belonging to the innate realm, the terrifying true qi, revived and appeared outside the yellow-robed old man.

Bang rumble!Whoosh!

The frighteningly huge qi machine made the ground rustle, and the wind and sand waves rolled up by the pounding true qi were sharper than knives. When blowing on a person, it could easily tear the body of a high-ranking third-rank expert, "from Go back and forth wherever you want, don't force the old man to send you back in person."

An ice-cold voice of advice came from the mouth of the yellow-robed old man.

The square plane is like a flat lake.

He didn't like the feeling of being threatened by people, even if the person standing opposite was a super strong person in the innate realm.

The tortoise's breath zhenqi was ready to be released, and the blood in his body was boiling rapidly. Fang Ping activated the "turtle's breath breathing technique" and initially activated the true blood state. It was a foot long, and the whole body was covered with red blood, and the skin was covered with knotted muscles, blood vessels and blue veins.There is still white steam all over the body, whining with scorching heat.

"The realm of acquired nature is against the realm of innate. It's ridiculous to shake a big tree."

The yellow-robed old man raised his right hand in a sarcasm, and grasped it with five fingers in the air. An invisible force, like a chain of chains, enveloped Fang Ping in a cage.

Fang Ping was imprisoned miserably, unable to move, and his body was about to explode. He felt an invisible force, squeezing and imprisoning himself from the depths of the surrounding void.

This scene is very similar to the scene that happened not long ago in the sub-altar of the Tiansheng religion. Several natural incense masters of the second rank, now it is Fang Ping's turn to be imprisoned and crushed by the innate powerhouse.

"Have you accepted your fate? Are you going back to the top of the mountain by yourself, or do you have to ask the old man to take you back?"

The yellow-robed old man showed no murderous intent from beginning to end. He just wanted Fang Ping to go back and forth. In layman's terms, he wanted Fang Ping to return to the top of the mountain and become the nourishment for the devil's coagulated devil's embryo.

"This is the power to manipulate the majestic power of one side of heaven and earth with the "innate power" in the body, thereby imprisoning the target. It has an overwhelming and irresistible oppressive force on acquired warriors below the innate realm. Even if it is a pseudo-innate realm, it has touched the threshold of the innate realm. The acquired martial artist, trapped in the confinement of this mighty force of heaven and earth, can only become a piece of fish on the board and let him be slaughtered."

"But for me, it's just smashing it!"

Fang Ping's inhalation was like a whale swallowing an ox, wanting to swallow endless energy from heaven and earth, and the sound of rushing rivers and turbulent waves could be heard from his body. The tortoise-breathing true qi in the dantian also gushes out from the orifices all over his body, and turns into an increasingly solid and bright "mist true qi armor".

Thin and misty like a cicada's wing, the shimmering "foggy true qi armor", tightly wrapped and wrapped around the square skin, can resist all physical attacks, and can also absorb, decompose, and rebound the inner force of true qi.

click -

The sound of glass and porcelain breaking came from the void outside Fang Ping's body. The mighty power that imprisoned him was crumbling like an invisible cage that was about to fall apart.

On the other hand, Fang Ping was so angry that he roared and screamed. When he tremblingly raised two arms that were as thick as palace pillars and covered with veins and veins, the mighty power of heaven and earth that imprisoned him was actually in the chaos of his arms. The cut disappears invisible.

The moment he resumed his actions, Fang Ping rushed towards the yellow-robed old man without hesitation, and disappeared behind him with a distance of more than ten meters.

"Monster? You can break free from the confinement of the mighty power of heaven and earth. Although the old man has only been promoted to the "Innate Realm" not long ago, he has not yet fully refined the wisp of "innate energy" in his body, but under the confinement of the mighty power of heaven and earth, most of the pseudo-innate It is impossible for a strong person in the realm to break free, not to mention this kid is only in the first rank."

While the heart of the old man in yellow robe was shaking, his face became angry. No matter what he was, he was a superpower in the innate realm. The moment the young man broke free from the confinement of the "magic power of heaven and earth", he did not flee, but punched like a meteor. Booming at him, this defiant and reckless move touched the bottom line of the old man in yellow robe.

"Get off!" With a loud shout, the yellow-robed old man pushed the power of heaven and earth with his five fingers, and once again imprisoned Fang Ping's body. At a glance, Fang Ping's body was embedded in mid-air, holding With the action of punching the old man in yellow robe, the mighty force of heaven and earth imprisoned outside Fang Ping's body this time became more solid and immortal.

It can be seen that at this moment, the yellow-robed old man did not take Fang Ping seriously, which is normal, and which super strong man in the innate realm would condescend to fight an acquired warrior in close quarters? .

In vain, the yellow-robed old man felt a warning sign in his heart, and before he could react, he found out the source, a series of heartbeat sounds like thunder and drums, revealing the rhythm of infinite life, undulating and undulating Absolutely reverberated under this sky.

His body was imprisoned, suspended in mid-air, and Fang Ping, who kept punching the yellow-robed old man with a fist, circulated golden blood in his body and surged with golden blood light outside him. retreat.

The life energy of a drop of purple true blood can level a whole body of mixed blood, and the life energy of a drop of golden true blood is hundreds of times higher than that of purple true blood. Facing a super strong man in the innate realm, Fang Ping resolutely inspired Out of the golden true blood lodged in the heart.

As the golden blood in his heart spread to all parts of Fang Ping's body, he felt endless power filling his limbs and bones, and his body was covered with an indescribable golden light.

Click!

The "Great Power of Heaven and Earth" that imprisoned Fang Ping collapsed once again, and the sudden increase in power of the young man was beyond the imagination of the yellow-robed old man, without giving him any chance to react!

Boom boom boom!

Fang Ping's fist condensed the power of a tyrannical force that could shake the heavens and the earth, and lashed out at the face of the yellow-robed old man with great arrogance. The yellow-robed old man turned into a black shadow and flew upside down for more than [-] meters. Make a big hole.

Fang Ping looked down at the dazzling fist marks, which were stained with red blood from the old man in yellow robe.

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Smoke and dust billowed and gravel flew.

After a few breaths, the yellow-robed old man who was thrown flying more than [-] meters away came out of the ruins hole he smashed out with disheveled hair, and was punched by Fang Ping in the face. One eyeball was shattered, more than one tooth was broken, and the head was also dull and swollen.

The strength of Fang Ping's punch can definitely smash mountains and stones and temples. The old man in yellow robe was not headed off by a punch because he is a super strong man in the innate realm, and he has "innate energy" in his body to protect his body .

But also because of this, the expression of the yellow-robed old man became extremely crazy, and the ruptured eyeballs were bleeding out of the eye sockets. Coupled with the ferocious face that chose to devour others, it was like a ghost coming out of the depths of hell.

"...you...how dare...injure the old man like this...I'm going to kill you! I'll skin you and cramp you, cut you into pieces!" The roar full of murderous intent and resentment spread hysterically all over the place. Ten miles away.

Fang Ping didn't panic when he felt the murderous intent emanating from the extreme anger of the yellow-robed old man.

At this moment in Fang Ping, the ball of golden true blood in his heart was swimming all over his body, bringing Fang Ping endless power. With a layer of indescribably golden holy light, even his stature was once again elevated by a foot, already approaching three meters high.

The young man who appeared in the eyes of the yellow-robed old man looked like a demon, covered with golden light, his body was red, and his body was surrounded by white steam. It was hot and hot, and the life energy emitted by each breath, the vast blood, let him unconsciously let him go. Doubts arose in people's hearts, even martial arts masters in the innate realm do not have such extraordinary life energy.

But it doesn't matter anymore, the yellow-robed old man just wants to eat the boy who smashed half of his face and destroyed one eye.One must know that even warriors in the "Innate Realm" do not have the ability to regenerate their limbs, not to mention losing one eye. Such a tragic injury made the yellow robed old man completely angry.

"Go to hell!" The yellow-robed old man rushed towards the young man like lightning.

"The innate realm is not invincible." Seeing the irrational old man in yellow robe with blood all over his face, Fang Ping became more and more calm. He moved his body, his back spine groaned, and his right fist was shining brightly, dragging him With astonishing power, he met the palm print of the old man in yellow robe, and the collision between the two created earth-shattering waves at the foot of the mountain.

More than a dozen rounds of physical combat, mixed with two strands of real energy, was like a stormy sea. Fang Ping was not at a disadvantage, but he couldn't help the old man in yellow robes. The other party was an innate warrior. "The Great Power of Heaven and Earth", although Fang Ping's body cannot be restrained, it can still restrain and squeeze Fang Ping for a moment.

After a while, the foot of the mountain was devastated, and the place where the two of them passed was torn apart. The two people in the battle, one is a young man with a figure like a god and a demon, and the other is a super strong man standing in the innate realm. The two of them punched and kicked, and every move and every move had the power to shatter mountains and rivers, and the strong pseudo-innate realm would be torn apart in an instant if they stepped forward rashly.

"Drink!" Fang Ping became more and more courageous as he fought forward, his body was as hard as a diamond, and the gorgeous "mist true energy armor" outside his body, which was as gorgeous as a brocade robe, was constantly dispelling, absorbing, and rebounding the offensive from the yellow-robed old man.

Bang bang bang!

Driven by the golden true blood, Fang Ping's whole body had inexhaustible strength, and hundreds of punches were sent out in an instant, rubbing flames several feet high in the air.

"Hunyuan Nirvana Palm!" The yellow-robed old man slapped his palm with all his true energy. The huge palm print wiped out the flames several feet high with the aura of Nirvana. The strength of his punch, which fell outside Fang Ping's body, could not break through the radiant and thin as cicada's wings armor at all.

"There is no way to go on like this..."

The yellow-robed old man gradually calmed down, and the youthful evildoer was undoubtedly exposed in this moment of martial arts fighting.

With a cultivation base of the first rank, one can break free from the confinement of the mighty power of heaven and earth. The physical strength is unparalleled in the world, and even the inner strength of true energy is so strong that it can become armored with true energy, and it is even possible to start a confrontation with an innate strong man. His courageous spirit is simply a monstrosity that is rarely seen in a hundred years. The old man in yellow robe has only seen one such person, and that is the young devil on the top of the mountain.

"Old man, die!" Fang Ping twisted his muscles and bones, and rushed forward. With his right hand and five fingers together, he turned into a knife and slashed at the shoulder of the old man in yellow robe, trying to split the old man in two. A ray of charm, invincible, unparalleled sharpness.

"Sword Intent? It's just a touch of artistic conception, not the real artistic conception!" The old man in yellow robe breathed a sigh of relief. If the young man really completely controlled a saber intent, it would be terrible. It penetrated a certain artistic conception.

Wow

The moment before the palm entwined with the breath of saber intent fell on the shoulder of the old man in yellow robe, Fang Ping's figure froze for a moment. With a beep, the old man in yellow robe appeared behind the young man aggressively, as if breaking free from the void.

The scarlet blood glow gathered in the palm of his hand and slapped Fang Ping's back.

The blood light increased sharply and was as sharp as a long sword. The hairs on Fang Ping's back stood up, and his heart changed the shape of the "fog armor" outside him. The True Qi Armor" gathered in one place like a tide and gathered behind Fang Ping. It became more than an inch thick, and its defense power was greatly improved.

"Damn it, has this evildoer actually used his true energy to such a degree?"

The bloody long thorns in the hands of the yellow-robed old man concentrated his true energy to one point, but they fell into the one-inch-thick tortoise-breathing true energy and only penetrated half an inch deep. Fang Ping also quickly In counterattack, a giant hand swollen to the size of a cattail fan was stretched out, and it grabbed the head of the yellow-robed old man like a cloud.

Buzz!

The hot air was lingering, and the big hand, which was also red in color like blood, seemed to grab the void and shatter it.

The yellow-robed old man used his movement skills, avoiding the young man's big hand like a ghost. He couldn't figure out how Fang Ping cultivated so that he could challenge a superpower like him in the innate realm.

Fang Ping raised his eyebrows, "Old man, are you going to run away? If you want to run away, you don't need to fight anymore."

At this point in the confrontation, Fang Ping boasted that his physical strength and true energy were not inferior to the innate superpower of the yellow-robed old man, but to kill the opponent, he had to explode with even stronger strength.

"What are you talking about? Escape? I won't kill you, little bastard today, and stand between heaven and earth without a face."

The mighty infuriating energy gushed out of the yellow-robed old man's body continuously, like a mountain, crushing the surrounding ground to collapse and shatter.

A force completely different from the internal energy of true energy also slowly appeared in the gestures of the yellow-robed old man. It was the "innate force" that he channeled into his body. To break through to the innate realm, acquired warriors had to attract the innate force. Only by refining the innate power can one comprehend the power of heaven and earth.

"Little bastard! You will die miserably. This old man won't leave you with even a single bone." The yellow-robed old man was furious, and the blood was profuse on the outside of his two palms. The divine howl, with a palm force as powerful as a storm, knocked Fang Ping back more than ten meters away.

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The blood on both palms was shining brightly, and the real energy around him was surging like waves, the power of the yellow-robed old man suddenly increased a lot.

In particular, there was a huge and mysterious aura circulating around him. Under the blessing of this aura energy, the yellow-robed old man quickly approached Fang Ping in front of him, clapping his two palms like a storm, sending out The bloody palm strength covered tens of meters of void.

dong dong dong dong!

The dense blood-colored palm strength falls into the void space, and the power contained in one single wave can shake the mediocre pseudo-innate realm powerhouse. Hundreds of blood-colored palm strengths are connected into one piece, covering tens of meters of void, like a blood-colored river , like the bloody mouth of a taboo monster.

"Finally looks like a congenital strong man!" Fang Ping held his breath, the golden blood in his body boiled like a ball of flame, and after the strength of his whole body was accumulated in his two palms, Fang Ping sent out hundreds of domineering and fierce strikes in one go, The invincible boxing strength also blends a touch of knife artistic conception into hundreds of punching strengths.

Rumble!

More than half of the falling blood-colored palm force was offset by Fang Ping's fist force, and the rest of the blood-colored palm force crackled and attacked outside Fang Ping's body, and the "mist true energy armor" flowing outside Fang Ping's body appeared dimly and suddenly Seeing this, the old man in yellow robe showed a long-lost smile.

The young evildoer is overwhelming, and the first-rank realm will challenge this super strong man of the innate realm, but there must be a limit to the evildoer, the cultivation base of the first-rank realm, after all, is no match for him, a super strong man of the innate realm!

"Take your body as your furnace! Take your heart as your cauldron!"

Fang Ping caught the smug smile on the face of the yellow-robed old man, and he didn't make the old man happy for too long. His flesh and blood glowed, his bones screamed, and he performed the high-level health-preserving skill of raising furnace with unity of mind and heart. In time, Fang Ping's huge body, nearly three meters high, turned into a furnace of flesh and blood that melted everything in the world.

puff!puff!

The blood-colored palm strength that penetrated the foggy true qi armor, broke the bones and cracked the heart, continued to sink into Fang Ping's body, and was immediately digested by Fang Ping using his body as a furnace and his heart as a cauldron, like ten thousand The law is not invaded, the diamond is not bad, and the young devil who plundered the internal energy of many lake masters on the top of the mountain and turned it into his own use has the same effect.

"He...absorbed all the palm strength from me...refined it?" The yellow-robed old man was dumbfounded in disbelief, the only remaining eyeball was also stained when he looked at Fang Ping A layer of dignified fear.

The same talent as evildoers, the same magic skills of refining the inner energy of others, what is the difference between this and the young devil on the top of the mountain?

"It's my turn." Fang Ping evacuated the surrounding air like a giant whale, causing his chest to swell, and the veins and blood vessels crawling outside the skin on his forehead were about to burst, and then there was an earth-shattering sound There was a long whistle, and Fang Ping's inflated chest was like a deflated balloon, and the sonic sound from his mouth tore the ground apart.

The yellow-robed old man who was close to the young man was impacted by the roaring sonic sound mixed with true energy and blood, his eyes turned black, and his body softened. Ping, the temperature of the whole body continued to rise, and the body covered with golden blood became like the sun hanging nine days high.

This temperature spread to the old man in yellow robe, and the vigorous qi rolling around the old man in yellow robe immediately evaporated with a sizzling sound.