Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Yuanlong flew out and hit the sword casting furnace not far away, leaving a clearly visible dent in the shape of a human, which shows how huge the force poured on his body.

Tilting his head, Yuan Long lost his breath.

"Big brother!"

"Ahhh! Little bastard, pay for my brother's life!"

Yuanhu Yuanba was hysterical, his eyes were red, and the attack fell outside Fang Ping's body.

One person pointed two fingers like a spear at Fang Ping's dead point on the back, and the other's palm was like a knife, and landed on Fang Ping's neck fiercely and swiftly.

But the moment the attack landed outside Fang Ping's body, the two brothers sensed something was wrong. Fang Ping's body was like an indestructible body, and the internal energy of true energy could not penetrate into his body at all.

The neck is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body, but Fang Ping's neck was hit by a palm knife that split the mountain and Duanyue, and there was no injury at all, and the skin was not broken at all.

"This...how is it possible, is he still human?" The two brothers opened their eyes wide in disbelief.

"Send you to Huangquan Road to reunite with your brother." Fang Ping reached out with two big hands, grabbed Yuanhu Yuanba's throat, and lifted the two of them into the air. The two brothers kicked wildly, out of breath. Struggling, but they couldn't break Fang Ping's palms. It was not until their throats were cut and their bodies were limp that Fang Ping threw them on the ground like a pair of shoes.

Killing the three brothers was done in one go from beginning to end, but for Fang Ping, it was as easy as trampling a few bedbugs to death in a matter of tens of breaths, but for everyone in the Sword Forging Hall who witnessed this scene, it would It's kind of scary.

"I must be dreaming. The three of their brothers are all first-rank, and they have even hunted and killed the powerhouses of the pseudo-innate realm. How could they be suppressed and killed so easily?"

"Can't you see it? It's not that the three brothers Yuanlong, Yuanhu, and Yuanba are too weak, but that this little brother is too strong. Before the absolute strength is crushed, it will naturally come naturally, just like when we met the next third rank. Warriors can also kill them with a flick of their fingers."

……

Amidst the ups and downs of exclamation, Fang Ping picked up the black iron long sword on the ground and walked out of the sword casting hall.

Sikong Hu, who was guarding outside the sword casting hall, saw Fang Ping walk out, nodded and said: "Congratulations, this sword is black meteorite, made of meteorite iron ore, it is a famous sword in the sword casting hall. One of the swords. You have passed the first level test and can enter the next level."

"Thank you, owner." Fang Ping saluted and was about to walk away.

"Keep the sword." Sikong Hu shouted.

"I was happy for a while, but I forgot, the owner is not to blame." Fang Pingyan handed over the Meteorite Black Sword insincerely.

"Cunning boy, you clearly want to take it for yourself." Sikong Hu threw the Meteorite Black Sword to the swordsmith at the side, and ordered: "Go to the secret room of hidden swords and take out thirty famous swords handed down from ancient times. Let them go." Go into the sword casting hall."

After a while, people from all walks of life in the sword casting hall came out one after another, and they could pick out the people with famous swords handed down from generation to generation. In addition to Fang Ping, there were only three of them.

"Aren't there three more people?" Sikong Hu asked.

"Don't the owner know that the three brothers Yuanlong, Yuanhu and Yuanba are all dead, and they were killed by the first boy who walked out of the sword casting hall. Forcing him to choose a famous sword handed down for him, the young man had no choice but to kill the three brothers Yuanlong, Yuanhu and Yuanba."

Sikong Hu's pupils shrank, and he looked at the young man behind the crowd.

"The three brothers Yuanlong, Yuanhu, and Yuanba are all first-rank masters. Not only did he kill the three brothers, but he was also unharmed? This shows that the strength of this son far exceeds that of the three brothers Yuanlong, Yuanhu, and Yuanba. But those three brothers have killed the top masters of pseudo-innate realm in Jianghu..."

Sikong Hu, who slandered here, secretly wrote down the boy.

At this time, the people in Jianghu in front of the sword casting hall learned that the three brothers Yuanlong, Yuanhu and Yuanba were beheaded by Fang Ping, and they all turned their heads to look at the ordinary-looking Fang Ping.

Fang Ping watched the nose and the heart, and faced the prying eyes of the pair, he behaved calmly.

"Elder, what is his cultivation level? This kid must have practiced the technique of concealing breath. I can't see what level he is." Several disciples of Tianhaizong who stood together asked together.

Wearing a blue robe, the elder of the Tianhai Sect with a refined temperament, relying on his innate cultivation base, sees the way of fire; "It should be a pseudo-innate cultivation base, and it is really rare to reach the pseudo-innate realm at this age."

"What about the pseudo-innate realm? The wild cultivators in the Jianghu are nothing but useless waste who sit on the sky and watch the sky. I can kill the masters of the pseudo-innate realm when I am in the first-rank state."

"What Senior Brother Kong Hai said is very true. You are a true disciple of our Tianhai Sect. How can this kid be compared to you."

"Didn't he comprehend the sword intent? Can wild monks compare with him?"

"You talk too much!"

Several disciples of Tianhai Sect praised one of them, and glared at the honest young man who was not good at words.

……

At night, the number of stars in Hengsha dotted the dome of the night, like the eyes of unknown creatures, looking down on all living beings in the world, regardless of the ups and downs of the world, and the change of dynasties.

The first test was not over yet, Fang Ping didn't want to waste time, so he went back to the room to rest.

It was not until the afternoon of the second day that the first test came to an end. More than 3000 people from the Jianghu selected famous swords handed down from generation to generation, and only a handful of 170 people passed the first test.

"Tomorrow at the first hour of the hour, the second test!" Sikong Jian told everyone who passed the first test.

……

In a room deep in Jianjian Villa.

Sikong Hu was sitting on the chair, and when he looked at the girl across from him, there was guilt in his eyes.

"Father, do you think that in the end, someone will be recognized by the Xiantian Xuanbing? Father, you are a strong man in the Xiantian realm, and you have not been able to subdue that Xiantian Xuanbing." Sikong Li asked with her red lips pursed.

"Who knows, this congenital profound weapon psychic master selection can only be controlled by martial arts monks with unparalleled talent and potential, and it has nothing to do with the realm of cultivation."

Sikong Hu replied: "Father, I have carefully observed it in the past two days, just like Kong Hai, the true disciple of the Haizong, who cultivated to the pseudo-innate state at a young age, carrying the inheritance of the sect, full of talents, and head-like. Rong. There is also the young master of the Qiu family in Daze Prefecture, who is known as the talent of the unicorn, and he also cultivated to the pseudo-innate state at a young age."

"There are a few other people who are good, including the kid who realized the sword intent and killed the three brothers Yuanlong, Yuanhu and Yuanba in the sword casting hall."

"Father, let's make the decision." Si Kongli hummed in a depressed mood.

According to Sikong Hu's plan, whoever finally subdued the Xiantian Xuanbing and obtained the approval of the Xiantian Xuanbing will enter Zhujian Villa. In this way, the Xiantian Xuanbing still belongs to Zhujian Villa, and he will not disappoint the past generations of Zhujian Villa. The painstaking efforts and expectations of the ancestors.

For this, Si Kongli did not resent or blame her father. She also has the blood of her ancestors flowing in her body. When necessary, someone must make some sacrifices.

"Rest well, I won't bother you as a father." Sikong Hu stood up and walked out of the house helplessly.

That night, the wind was roaring, and the moonlight was dim.

A man in black came and went quietly through the courtyards like lightning, and arrived in front of the sword casting hall in the depths of the sword casting villa.

Entering the sword-making hall where the candles were extinguished, the man in black looked around sharply, and suddenly slapped his back.

When the two palms collided, there were waves and deafening waves.

The zhenqi that is billowing and mighty like a river devours, collides and competes with each other between the two palms.

click

The python-like cracks extended one by one, along the wall, and climbed up to the beam roof.

Rumble!

When the two figures separated, a beam more than ten meters long fell from the roof.

The man in black retreated outside the sword casting hall, looked at Sikong Hu who was stepping out step by step with his hands behind his back, and said with a disguised voice, "Master Sikong is powerful, I admire him! Even so, I will leave first. "

After saying that, the man in black disappeared into the night miraculously.

Sikong Hu didn't move at all, if he chased him out, he might have fallen into a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain.

"Father!" Sikong Jian led more than a dozen masters in the village, and walked out from the shadow not far away at a leisurely pace.

"Well, I have to cheer up these few days."

"Father, I'm afraid that the person's realm just now is not inferior to yours. Could it be someone from among the few innate powerhouses in the village?"

"No need to think about it."

"Understood, the boy will cheer up. Little sister..."

"she's fine."

In the long night, undercurrents surged.

When the sun rose the next day, there were more than a dozen corpses on the mass graves at the back of Zhujian Villa, all of them were dressed in black, with their heads hidden and their tails exposed

Chapter 181;

At the beginning of the hour, the morning fog has just dissipated, and there is still a moist breath swimming in the air.

The people who passed the first test gathered outside a pavilion in the inner courtyard of Zhujian Villa.

After waiting for half an hour, Sikong Hu came here, cupped his hands and said: "Everyone has to wait for a long time, there were a lot of young people last night, and the owner of the village didn't stop all night, so it was delayed a while."

Everyone looked at each other in dismay and exchanged glances, not feeling strange.

"Master Sikong, let's quickly talk about what this second test is."

"That's right, let's talk about it quickly, so that some people can retreat in spite of difficulties."

"In my opinion, you should be the one who retreated despite difficulties, right, this innate mysterious soldier is none other than me!"

"Have you never looked in the mirror? Then take a pee and take a good look at yourself. What kind of virtue is it? You? Why don't you go to heaven and earth?"

The situation is rioting.

"The second test is also related to the "sword"."

As soon as Sikong Hu opened his mouth, the scene immediately returned to calm, "Everyone, please take a look at the hidden sword pavilion behind me, which houses the kendo martial arts that I have accumulated for hundreds of years in Zhujian Villa. There are a total of 120 superior sword techniques, [-] seven Ordinary swordsmanship. All you have to do is to choose a swordsmanship at random and study it for three days."

"Within three days, those who have successfully practiced swordsmanship and reached a certain level can enter the third test."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked.

Martial arts skills can not be cultivated overnight, even an ordinary swordsmanship and martial arts, you have to be serious and practice carefully for a period of time before you can get started, unless you are a martial arts genius with extremely brilliant martial arts talent In a few days, he successfully practiced a martial art.

"I would like to ask Master Sikong, is the selection of ordinary swordsmanship martial arts the same as the selection of superior swordsmanship martial arts? You know, the difficulty of cultivating superior martial arts is a hundred times that of ordinary martial arts. A superior swordsmanship martial art , Without a year or so, it is impossible to get in, and some people simply can't get in." A person from the rivers and lakes expressed his doubts.

Sikong Hu obviously considered this level, "You're right. I blame the owner for not explaining clearly. There are 120 seven ordinary sword arts and martial arts in the hidden sword pavilion, and one of them must be cultivated to the state of being able to retract freely. After clearing the level, those who choose superior swordsmanship and martial arts can pass this test only by practicing to the point where they can use all the sword moves proficiently."

In such a comparison, choosing ordinary swordsmanship and martial arts does not take much advantage.

"There is no doubt that this level is about martial arts talent!"

"My talent is okay..."

"Don't worry about it, you can practice a martial art to the level of ease in three days, can you do it?"

Many people muttered and cursed, thinking that this test was a bit difficult.

Some families are happy and some are sad. Some people have no confidence in themselves, but some people have the momentum and confidence.

Just look at the young man standing in front of the crowd, the first to walk into the Hidden Sword Pavilion, his heroic posture is peerless, and the posture of walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger makes everyone pay attention to him.

"Qiu Shaoyang, the young master of the Qiu family!"

"I've heard that the Qiu family is one of the three major families in Fenglin Prefecture. It has a long history and belongs to the top families below the aristocratic family. This Qilin appearance of Qiu Shaoyang is one of the few amazing ones that the Qiu family has seen in recent decades." talent."

"No wonder he is so arrogant, I think he didn't take this test into consideration!"

When the people in the Jianghu sighed and sighed, the young man beside the elder Tianhaizong frowned in great displeasure.

He, Kong Hai, is a true disciple of the Tianhai Sect, who bears the inheritance of the sect, but Qiu Shaoyang robbed him of the limelight, he can't bear it!

With a snort, Kong Hai followed closely into the hidden sword pavilion.

"Young people nowadays, the heart of fighting is not hidden at all!"

Wearing scarlet armor, the middle-aged man known as the number one expert in Fenglin Mansion walked into the Hidden Sword Pavilion with a bold smile.

Seeing this, everyone at the scene was unwilling to be left behind, and rushed to enter the Hidden Sword Pavilion to choose kendo martial arts.

"Falling Leaf Sword Technique!"

"Ningshuang swordsmanship!"

"Lightning Sword Technique!"

"Five elements swordsmanship!"

There is not a single book in the Zangjian Pavilion, all swordsmanship and martial arts are engraved on the walls.

It is not easy to collect so many martial arts, and it is even more difficult if they are all swordsmanship and martial arts.

"Ordinary swordsmanship and martial arts are nothing more than these seventeen high-level swordsmanship and martial arts are good things."

Some people pretended to be smart and secretly recited the superior swordsmanship and martial arts recorded on the wall.

"Let's see, this four seasons swordsmanship is based on the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. There are a total of four styles and 36 changes. It is easy to learn." A person from the rivers and lakes called out the left and right figures to refer to it together.

Looking at Fang Ping, there are vivid and lifelike villains painted on the wall, and there are patterns of four seasons changing in spring, summer, autumn and winter beside them. Bone-piercing, a cycle is formed between the four seasons, with a total of 36 sword moves.

"It's really easy to learn!" There are no less than 20 people in the world who have chosen the Four Seasons swordsmanship in an instant.

"Then I'll choose the Four Seasons Sword Art too." Fang Ping memorized the sword moves of the Four Seasons Sword Art, and then walked out of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

A voice followed from behind.

Someone picked a superior swordsmanship!

Although choosing ordinary swordsmanship and martial arts is not much cheaper than choosing superior swordsmanship, subjectively speaking, few normal people would choose superior swordsmanship.