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Chapter 137;

Furnace of flesh and blood

"Whoops - whoops"

On the vast and endless wasteland, huge waves suddenly rose up into the sky, and the sound of the waves crashing on the shore was continuous, rising and falling with each other.

Accompanied by a terrifying sword energy seven to eight meters long, it slashed down, as if it was about to tear the whole world apart, and slashed towards Fang Ping's body.

This scene is like a forty-meter-long sword falling from the sky and striking an ordinary person!

The "sword intention" contained in the sword energy is the most terrifying. It has a sharp aura that kills all things and can destroy everything. Fang Ping's pupils contracted and he held his breath. The "mist true energy armor" he wore outside his body.

, the light is strong, the ripples are rugged, and the thickness is as thin as cicada wings, but it is like the carapace of a thousand-year-old turtle.

Bang bang bang!

Waves of air rolled, sand flew and rocks flew. Fang Ping raised his right fist, attracting all the gravel from all directions to the outside of his fist. He hit the Nine Heavens and Nine Nethers with the force of an upward strike, hitting the majestic sword energy seven or eight meters long, covering the outside of Fang Ping's fist.

The mist-like Qi armor hummed and bloomed with a large number of ripples.

The sound of the sword was piercing, and the energy of the sword swept across Fang Ping's body, eating away at and cutting through the impregnable fog-like true energy armor.

The sharp sword Qi rainbow light that continuously cuts through the fog-like Zhenqi armor can easily penetrate the physical body of a first-level master. In this thrilling confrontation, the seven or eight meters long sword Qi melts the ice and snow.

The scale was reduced by half, and the "Mist Qi Armor" shrouded outside Fang Ping also became riddled with holes and was on the verge of being broken.

Without the protection of the mist true energy armor, it is impossible to withstand the sword energy rolling like huge waves with only physical defense. However, there is no trace of panic on Fang Ping's face. His heart can move at will, and everything will change.

The "furnace maintenance skill" is running.

Fang Ping figured it out in an instant, stopped entangled, his body swayed, and his fist mark penetrated Wang Gui's heart like a shooting star. Even a strong man in the pseudo-innate realm would definitely die if his heart was broken.

As for "Yanglu Gong", a high-level health-preserving skill that can be said to defy the heavens, if it can only draw extraordinary energy from the thunder and lightning, it can only be said that Fang Ping's understanding and courage are too narrow.

"Can he refine the sword energy that I emit with my true energy? But there is also the "sword intention" that I have comprehended in the sword energy. If this "sword intention" enters the body, even if the body does not explode and die, the meridians will be severed.

That’s right.”

"Am I thinking too much? By saving Lao Bai, I have actually offended that poisonous woman of the Li family."

Wang Gui looked at Fang Ping with wide eyes. There was no sign that Fang Ping had been seriously injured. Moreover, the sharp sense of chill that burst out from Fang Ping's body was exactly the same as the artistic conception of "Sword Intent" he had comprehended.

"Use your body as a furnace, use your heart as a cauldron, the furnace nourishes hundreds of sutras, and the cauldron nurtures ten thousand ways -"

The two choices of killing or not killing were placed in front of Fang Ping. Wang Gui no longer had the strength to resist. That sword drained away all Wang Gui's strength. At this time, Fang Ping could easily kill him, a pseudo-innate realm.

A warrior from an aristocratic family. But would killing a warrior from a pseudo-Xiantian realm arouse the anger of the Li family? The energy and means of an aristocratic family are unimaginable.

Some people spend their entire lives unable to comprehend a certain artistic conception, while some people once become enlightened, soar to the sky, and may refine other people's artistic conception for their own use, which is unheard of!

But that's not all, today is just a bold attempt, which at least proves that Fang Ping's approach is right!

The sword energy that broke through the "mist true energy armor" outside Fang Ping's body was a powerful blow from a pseudo-innate realm strongman who drained all his strength and incorporated a touch of "sword spirit artistic conception". Even if he was "

"The Mist Qi Armor" has consumed more than half of its power, and the remaining power is also terrifying as can be imagined.

Fang Ping stepped forward to close the distance between Yu and Wang Gui.

When several Li family warriors outside the carriage saw Fang Ping daring to kill Wang Gui mercilessly, they were all shocked and changed their expressions. They regretted that they should not have stayed at the scene. They should have followed Wang Gui's instructions and escorted Lao Bai away.

But when he met Fang Ping, who had turned into a torrent of flesh and blood, he was completely refined in a matter of seconds. It seemed that there was an unexpected gain. The invisible and formless "sword intention" was also refined by Fang Ping.

Fang Ping's every move and every move was filled with a chilling aura with a sharp edge and a magic sword unsheathed.

Use your body as a furnace and your heart as a cauldron, turning it into a furnace of flesh and blood during the battle, refining the opponent's true energy and internal power without any intrusion. This is the correct way to use the "furnace raising skill".

Fang Ping had a smile on his face and his heart was beating wildly. He was never a stickler for rules. He could use the two low-level health-preserving skills of Turtle Breathing and Breathing Technique and Strengthening Body Kung Fu.

Wang Gui didn't know that the aura of sword intent exuding from Fang Ping was obtained after refining the sword intent he emitted. No one would have thought of this. The artistic conception is confusing and difficult to describe.

exist.

"Did he also comprehend the artistic conception of "Sword Intent"?"

If the nine Li family warriors, who are all at the first level of cultivation, join forces and fight to the death, they may be able to compete with Fang Ping for a while, but the ferocious power displayed by Fang Ping has already shattered the nine Li family warriors.

With the courage of the warriors, Fang Ping killed nine Li family warriors without much effort.

"This battle has far-reaching significance to me. The flesh-and-blood furnace and the mist-like Qi armor are superimposed together. Anyone who is below the innate realm can threaten me, unless it is the monsters of the noble families or the unparalleled martial arts sects."

So proud."

A mysterious feeling and aura appeared in Fang Ping's heart. His flesh and blood body seemed to be a torrent of flesh and blood that swallowed up all the laws in the world. The remaining sword energy was chopping outside Fang Ping's chest with an unruly roar.

Like a savage beast flowing into the vast ocean, it was absorbed, smelted, digested, and refined by Fang Ping's flesh and blood, and turned into a flesh and blood furnace.

Fang Ping turned a deaf ear and punched several Li family warriors one after another like gods descending from the earth.

"You... you madman, we are warriors from aristocratic families, and you are trying to make an enemy of a thousand-year-old family!"

A Li family warrior roared with a heart-breaking roar, trying to intimidate Fang Ping in the name of the Li family.

"Just as I thought, this furnace-raising skill can still be used like this..."

Watching the show come to an end, Lao Bai swallowed his mouth dry and vomited. He couldn't believe how Fang Ping's strength had grown so fast, and how ruthless Fang Ping was in killing everyone.

On a whim, he also sent him away.

"What are you thinking about?" Fang Ping's voice sounded. After touching the body, he stared at the ashen-faced Lao Bai and said, "The world is a long way from here. If we are destined to meet again, let's take Shopkeeper Tong and go as far as we can.

I didn’t show up today, and you don’t recognize me, do you understand?”

After this incident, there is no longer any debt between the two.

"See you again if we are destined..." Lao Bai got off the carriage, bent down and gave a salute. He didn't straighten up until Fang Ping disappeared into the distance.
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