Fantasy: The Heavenly Dao revolves around me

“Breathing, seems to be used like this?”
Fang Mingjing has been paying attention to the battle between Sodros and Black Death Mou.
Although he was also facing several ghosts, he didn’t seem to focus on them at all. He just mumbled, letting the ghost’s attack pass through him, and then adjusted his breathing. frequency.
So a different kind of breath was released from the sword he was holding. When it was gently raised, the purple arc of light it brought up seemed to draw a full moon in the air, accompanied by countless sharp full moon blades.
“Black Death Mou’s Breath of the Moon—?”
One of the ghosts who besieged Fang Mingjing, Fuyue, who is the sixth of the string, is also a swordsman who uses breathing techniques.
Use your own tricks, After the thunder and lightning that turned into black roared and passed by Fang Mingjing, he turned his head and watched Fang Mingjing’s movements in disbelief.
“It’s pretty, isn’t it?” Little Saint Child smiled.
“How could you do this!?”
“Just take a look and you’ll be done.”
An understated reply.
However, after hearing this, the veins on Fuyue’s pale face suddenly burst open. It was as if he was being ridiculed very bitterly, and his whole body was filled with furious blood.
Learn at a glance? What a joke!
Does the other party know how much he suffered in order to learn the Thunder Breathing Technique when he was still a human being! ?
He held the knife angrily and took a stance.
Taking advantage of the gap between Tong Mo, the second of the upper strings, and Yi Wozuo, the third of the upper strings, when they attacked to force the opponent to dodge, he clenched the moment tightly, and the thin knife wrapped in black thunder flashed in his hand—
“Breath of Thunder·Six Types – Thunder Boom! 〃.!”
The violent black thunder shook the entire space.
Just as it broke free from the shackles of the long sword and began to let out a roar, the ominous black thunder light was driven by the slash to make a deafening roar, engulfing everything along the way in a devastating way.
Noticing this movement, Fang Mingjing seemed surprised.
Then he smiled.
At the moment when the breathing pattern changed slightly, the sword in his hand released a golden dazzling thunder light.
No, it should be more terrifying than what he used!
“Breath of Thunder·Six Types-Lightning Thunder Thunder…”
The inflated golden thunder light tore apart the black thunder with a silk-like momentum, and continuously and fiercely bombarded Fuyue’s body.
The ghost made a shrill scream.
With the corner of his eye, Yi Wozu caught this scene with fear flashing in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists hard: “Is this guy really human?”
“Well, Your Excellency Yiwozu seems to have the same doubts as me.” Tong Mo, who held a golden iron fan in each hand, seemed a little happy to hear this, “It’s good, we finally have an idea to reach an agreement. It’s time.”
Yi Wozu completely ignored him.
However, Fang Mingjing asked eagerly:
“Oh, that’s amazing, you found out that I’m a vampire?”
“…Vampire?”
This term is actually a bit difficult for the two of them to understand.
After all, ghosts that can eat people in reality are already scary enough, and there is no need to create such a somewhat similar horror monster.
Fang Mingjing was a little disappointed by the reaction of the two of them.
“Forget it, let’s just kill you guys.”
　　“——啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊！！！！！”
A mournful and angry roar came from behind Yi Wozu and Tong Mo.
Looking back, I saw Fu Yuefu roaring in rage. Just now, his body was smashed to pieces by the tricks Fang Mingjing learned from him, and now he has almost completely recovered by relying on the regeneration ability of ghosts.
The humiliated anger made his entire vision turn bright red.
“Breath of Thunder·The Five Types – Thermal Realm Thunder!!”
The long sword entwined with black thunder unleashes a terrifying slash at a very long distance.
At this time, Tong Mo, who lightly tapped his head with the closed golden iron fan, opened his double fan with a smile, and waved it vigorously.
“Blood Ghost Art: Frozen Cloud.”
A large number of fog-like ice crystals were blown out with a bone-piercing cold air.
The ice crystals created by Tongmo’s blood ghost technique are highly poisonous. Once inhaled into the lungs of the opponent, it can make it difficult for them to breathe, and then cause their alveoli to die.
And Yi Wozuo, who saw the two companions shot, didn’t stand still.
Although he likes to fight against the strong, he is not an idiot. He knows that if he wants to fight alone, he will definitely be instantly killed by the opponent.
The surging vindictive energy gathered in his arms, and the moment his feet suddenly broke the ground like a leaf pattern, he clenched his fists and struck a devastating blow—
“.〃Destruction and Killing Type!!!”
The torrent of murder roared from afar.
However, Fang Mingjing put down the sword in his hand. With a smile on his face, he raised a hand to stop it in front of him… As he said before, there is nothing that can be talked about while basking in the sun.
Based on this idea, he put down the sword, and then, the aura of Yang Yan slowly rose up on him, and a golden (Qian Li Zhao)-colored sun shadow appeared behind him, and the surrounding space was ignited. The red real fire ignited, the flames scorched, and all the moves they bombarded directly burned out.
Then they were burned to pieces together, and they themselves——
The moment they saw the golden sun, the faces of the ghosts immediately showed twisted and fearful expressions, but they had no chance to react at all. When the light of Yang Yan fell on them, even if it was powerful The ghost of winding up also instantly turned into ashes.
Then there are other ghosts…
When the golden sun rose slowly and the light instantly filled the entire space of the Infinite City, all the ghosts couldn’t even make a sound of horror, and instantly shattered into smoke and disappeared.
Only Gui Wuyi was left, looking at the sun with twisted and frightened eyes. .