"I passed on that your cultivation techniques are quite special, this Nangong Ming thought that you had obtained some Heavenly Rank Martial Artist's relics...... Oh, it's ridiculous! But Miaomiao, you should also pay attention to it next time you cultivate, so as not to be seen by people with bad intentions again!"

Seeing Nangong Ming's figure disappear, Fang Bai turned around and said to Wang Miaomiao with a smile. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Well, Miaomiao remembered!"

Wang Miaomiao's face was ashamed, and she lowered her head and said respectfully.

"Actually, that Nangong Ming didn't attack you just now, he should be glad. ”

Fang Bai smiled quite smugly, and said, "The jade pendant I gave you is not an ornament, he will dare to hurt you, and he will shed his skin if he doesn't die!"

When Wang Miaomiao heard this, she couldn't help but touch the jade pendant on her chest again.

She only knew that this jade pendant could resist the blow of a ground-level martial artist, but she didn't expect that it could actually launch a counterattack and injure the opponent, although she felt that this kind of thing was a bit amazing, but she still believed Fang Bai's words.

In her eyes, Fang Bai was a person who could create miracles!

"Come, take advantage of this opportunity, I'll practice the 'Yan Dance Qingfeng Fist' again, you watch carefully!"

Fang Bai slowly walked to a flat ground next to the ancient pine, his hands clenched into fists, his feet swimming like dragons and snakes, his fists matched his body techniques, one move and one style, and slowly practiced.

With Fang Bai's current realm, if she fully practiced the "Yan Dance Qingfeng Boxing", the boxing vein, body footwork, etc., Wang Miaomiao would not be able to see it clearly at all, and within the three zhang square circle affected by the power of the boxing technique, she would not be able to gain a foothold at all, otherwise she would definitely be injured by the fist wind.

In order to let Wang Miaomiao comprehend as much as possible the mystery of the boxing method of "Yan Dance Qingfeng Boxing", Fang Bai put the speed of the drill to the slowest level, and the scope of the boxing wind was also narrowed to the body of the abbot Fang Yuan, so that Wang Miaomiao could get close to watch.

When Fang Bai taught Wang Miaomiao's set of "Yan Dance Qingfeng Boxing" before, it was all taught orally, and then he instructed Wang Miaomiao to practice repeatedly, and he personally demonstrated the drill, which was the first time.

If Wang Miaomiao's practice of "Yan Dance Qingfeng Boxing" brings people the feeling of dexterity, speed, strength, and softness, then when Fang Bai practiced this set of boxing techniques, it was simple and rough, and people only felt strength and destruction.

Fang Bai used only thirty percent of the True Yuan, but it was still amazingly powerful.

Every time he punched, it was like a strong wind blowing, the fist wind was whistling and piercing, the gravel on the ground was splashed and flying, and the ancient pine tree next to him was affected by the punch, and the pine leaves fell in a blink of an eye, leaving only a bald branch.

Fang Bai rehearsed this set of "Yan Dance Qingfeng Fist" four times in total, and the true yuan was also constantly improving, faster and more powerful each time.

When he practiced for the fourth time, Fang Bai seemed to be transformed into a giant eagle, his body swept vertically, and his fists were struck out, like a giant eagle fluttering its wings and flying high, and the sky was dark everywhere it passed, flying sand and stones, and the scene was palpitating.

Wang Miaomiao looked at Fang Bai with wide eyes, her face shocked and incredible.

She didn't dare to imagine what the result would be if she stood within the scope of Fang Baiquan's wind at this moment.

The fist wind formed by the powerful True Yuan, even if the gravel was involved in it, it would instantly turn into powder, not to mention his own flesh and blood?

Wang Miaomiao didn't expect that a kind of boxing technique could be practiced to such a powerful level, which was far beyond her cognition.

In the past, Wang Miaomiao thought that a Xuan-level martial artist like Pavilion Master Wen Yu was already a first-class master in the secular ancient martial arts world of China, but compared to Fang Baiyi, it was simply a small thing, and it was not worth mentioning at all.

"I don't know when, I will be able to practice this boxing technique to such a level!"

Wang Miaomiao looked at Fang Bai next to Gu Song sweeping like a giant eagle, swimming like a dragon, and punching out mountains and seas, with amazing power, and her face looked like she was drunk and infatuated, and her heart was leisurely fascinated.

Fang Bai practiced boxing several times, and Wang Miaomiao, who was watching, was shocked, excited, and excited...... All kinds of emotions were mixed, but Fang Bai himself was calm, and his face did not change, as if he had done a trivial matter.

Fang Bai jumped up, landed on a two-zhang high towering stone, sat down cross-legged there, and said to Wang Miaomiao: "Although this set of 'Yan Dance Qingfeng Fist' is simple, it can still burst into great power when practiced to the extreme! Have you seen some of the essence of the drill I just practiced clearly?"

This punch is still simple?Come on, I look like it's so profound and mysterious!

Wang Miaomiao was a little speechless, nodded and said, "Most of them have seen clearly...... If you don't understand something, please ask Dr. Fang for advice!"

"Well, you practice it for me!"

Fang Bai said, took out the liquor and appetizers that had been stored in it a long time ago from the space ring on his finger, put them in front of him, and then drank the small wine, ate and drank the side dishes, and ate and drank there comfortably.

Wang Miaomiao knew that Fang Bai could see and hear in all directions, and the stronger his sensing ability, although his eyes were not on him, he would know everything he did next.

Although it conforms to the artistic conception of "Yan Dance" and "Qingfeng" in the boxing method, the power that erupts from each punch is not the same as that of Fang Bai.

It can be said that Wang Miaomiao's boxing is more ornamental, while Fang Bai's boxing is simple and rude, which is a kind of murderous boxing.

"Doctor Fang, I'm done practicing!

After Wang Miaomiao finished practicing boxing, Zhenyuan spent a lot of money, she was panting, sweating, two blushes appeared on her cheeks, she wiped the sweat on her forehead, and raised her head to the other party.

Fang Bai raised his neck and drank the remaining wine in the wine bottle in his hand in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and said: "More than flexibility, not enough fierceness! And your strength realm is not enough, ten percent of your power can only be exerted three or four percent, it's a pity!"

As he spoke, he got up and jumped down from the stone, and said with a smile: "But you have just learned and practiced, and it is already good to be able to practice like this!

He walked over to the ancient pine that had been shaken off the ground with pine leaves, and suddenly he threw a straight punch without any fancy words.

Bang -

An explosion echoed in the night sky.

The moment Fang Bai's fist touched the body of the ancient pine tree, a strong true element that had already accumulated in the end of the fist suddenly burst outward, like a thousand-pound giant hammer, smashing into the body of the tree as thick as a human waist.

Suddenly, the sawdust splashed, and a tough and sturdy ancient pine burst into pieces of wood chips under the bombardment of Fang Bai's punch, flying all over the sky with the night wind.

Wang Miaomiao was dumbfounded, and the whole person was petrified there.

If Honka is replaced by one person, Fang Bai's punch will probably turn the other party into a pile of flesh and blood, right? )