Hua Weijian sat cross-legged behind Fang Yan, his right hand rested on the young man's vest, closed his eyes and concentrated, and set up a barrier on him, now is the critical time, someone must protect him. Lin Haoran also knew this truth, and began to lightly place talismans in the house to isolate the young man's qi to break through the realm, and the little girl in the Taoist robe jumped on the roof of the inn, holding her twin swords upside down, and the sword qi floated around, deterring the evil charm and filth.

Today's Luohua City is no longer what it used to be, the Immortal Family Daomen has lived for a long time, and after the Flower Bone Sect closed the mountain, the demonic things have the courage to haunt them, and there are not a few people who covet the physique of the monks, and they must not be allowed to take advantage of the loopholes.

But they could only be in a hurry, and they didn't dare to interfere too much with Fang Yan.

A large drop of sweat fell on Fang Yan's body, soaking through the snow-white robe, and half of the lake water on the heart lake boiled and turned into a sea of fire, pacing back and forth in the thatched house with bare feet every night, beads of sweat fell to the ground along the soft long hair, it was not that she didn't want to help, it was really a family affair in the young man's body, and outsiders couldn't interfere, but now she was imprisoned in the thatched house, and the only thing she could do was to suppress the demon fire that wanted to move wantonly.

The shadow of the bronze pillar behind her night disappeared from time to time, and she sat down, and conjured up a stool to support her waist. The woman lifted her legs, dragged her hand with one hand, and pressed her chin with the other, and said to herself, "Gathering blood to break the realm, it's too long, and the age of my existence is rare, but after all, the master has been to the illusion left by those barbarians, so he should know the way to break the realm." ”

Fang Yan didn't have time to care about anything else now, and he didn't even have time to take off the mask formed by the flowing cloud armor, he had to rely on this to restrain the escaping qi and blood. The young man suddenly roared, the third eye of his eyebrows opened, the ghost wolf mask was directly attached to his face, and a series of explosions came from his body, like muffled thunder, the green tendons on his arms bulged and swam like a thin snake, and the flower did not see a change in his face, so he kept sitting, and his body suddenly slid out, and there was a surging breath that shook the girl away. Fang Yan gritted his teeth and put on a rather quaint starting move, his breathing suddenly changed, and the action was the weird skill of the last punch to overturn Chai Ape Mountain.

This set of exercises has a special origin, Wang Xinian's protector Mo Qing bet to lose to the night, she said that it is a good thing that is rare even on the Luoluo Mountain, called the immortal carrying the tripod style, the martial arts under the mountain can be practiced, and the people under the mountain can also climb to the top of the immortals, the power can carry the meaning of the tripod, not only the strength is great, but also a set of precious breathing methods, practice to the extreme, can carry the power of heaven and earth, suppress the immortal monks, Fang Yan succeeds in daily review and practice, only to be able to get started.

The so-called immortal carries the tripod, and the tripod can be thousands of catties, so this breathing method is also the control of its own strength, so that one breath is not extinguished, but also in the moment after the exhaustion of the breath, Chai Ape Mountain wanted to wait for the young man to run out of breath is undoubtedly a mistake. However, this method also has drawbacks, that is, it consumes qi and blood very much, and Fang Yan relies on the qi and blood condensed from the beads of disobedience and the third eye of the eyebrows to balance slightly.

This set of immortal carrying tripod style is matched with three killing moves, with Fang Yan's cultivation as one at most, the first style is called Spring Thunder Stop, inch strength superimposed, with battle to nourish the war, like a continuous spring thunder dawn, specifically to deal with protracted battles, the next moment abruptly stopped, fists and fists superimposed instantly crushed the opponent's whole body breath flow. Fang Yan and Chai Ape Mountain had been silently accumulating when they were fighting each other, and in the end, they could kill each other with one move.

Mo Qing sent out this set of exercises, but he paid a lot of money, I'm afraid he wanted Fang Yan to use it as a whetstone to forge the road with Wang Xinian. I have to say that it is quite suitable for a wild monk like Fang Yan, and it can be regarded as a complete set of physical art secret methods.

Fang Yan now has a lot more means to fight for his life.

At this moment, he used all the strength of the spring thunder stop on his own meridians, and the sound of firecrackers bursting instantly came from his body.

Gather blood to break the realm, pay attention to which one broken word, fuse the nine blood knots into one furnace, and accumulate qi and blood to the extreme, so that you can wash and break the limit of the physical body, and then start to change bones. Fang Yan stopped all the spring thunder and accurately blasted it on the blood hole, wanting to build a bridge between them, the idea was good, but Ye Ye suddenly frowned.

"The master burst into blood twice, and the nine blood apertures seemed to transform twice, and it became a trouble to break the shackles and flow qi and blood throughout the body. ”

Sure enough, Fang Yan's body roared, but the nine blood orifices did not move at all, and they could burst open at any time, and at that time, it would not be a fusion furnace, but a direct explosion and death, Fang Yan silently adjusted his breathing, but without the slightest accident, but no longer suppressed the qi and blood, Yan Shutian Jiao Gong roared and wandered all the meridians, banging.

Night and night were stunned, and then understood what Fang Yan meant, revealing an incredible look,

"The master wants to take advantage of this momentum to break the tenth trick!"

Fang Yan's body trembled and stopped abruptly, and the blood cells turned into qi and blood in his body rolled and floated, and his qi was immense. However, the corners of the young man's mouth began to curvature, and Yan Shutian Jiaogong followed his mind and silently gathered the qi and blood that had escaped before.

The young man dared to do this, because he thought of what Lao Dao'er had said in his heart, when he followed Professor Qin Wuforget's steps slowly that day, he was kicked on the ass by Lao Dao'er and rolled on the ground.

"My generation of monks, dare to do it, you can't do it! If you don't even have the courage and courage to talk about cultivating the truth, let alone ascending to the top of the avenue!"

Therefore, after Fang Yan taught Xu Tangtang boxing, he has been groping his own way, and gradually fitted the step frame with himself and embarked on his own path.

"Breaking through the tenth aperture, I'm afraid it's not a real extreme realm, this realm has no more than a hundred people since ancient times......"

Ye Ye was stunned for a while, giggled, and said softly: "It is worthy of the master I recognize!"

Night and night understood, Fang Yan dared to do this, he had extraordinary courage, and he had a firm Dao heart. The dialogue between the Little Lotus Cave Heaven and the Lotus Sage made Fang Yan realize the Tao for a long time, and also made his Dao-seeking heart more and more tenacious!

Fang Yan's long hair was windless and automatic, and he felt that there was a connection between his body and heaven and earth, and the only thing he could do was to invoke Yanshu Tianjiao Gong. Yanshu Tianjiao Gong, blockade the three cokes, qi and blood are one, the young man didn't know that the anti-fate bead consciously appeared on the heart lake at this moment, and the originally turbulent lake subsided in an instant.

The nine blood orifices, the Purple Palace, the Atrium, the Juque, the Shenque, Guan Chong, the Jizhong, the Yutang, the Dovetail, and the Guan Yuan Qi all roared, layer upon layer, and the tenth Xuanji faintly gathered into a whirlpool.

"Open. Fang Yan read softly, and the tenth trick was broken.

Ten blood knots, ten realms of blood gathering, one extreme realm!