Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

The torrential rain is scouring violently.

He kept slapping Lin Muzhe's nice and pale cheek.

Except for Fang Lang's first sword flooding into her heart, causing her expression to change, in the next few swords, Lin Muzhe was only calm and indifferent. She looked at this young man who was completely beyond her imagination indifferently.

She capsized in the gutter, but she was helpless, because Fang Lang's sword qi had already broken most of the meridians around her heart, cutting off the connection between her spiritual thoughts and the cyclone Dantian.

She came to take revenge. She thought she would be sure. An old disciple of the Eastern Lu Jianzong, the most talented disciple, and a disciple of the Sword Immortal inheritance, she still got herself in.

Bang!

The two fell and plunged into the muddy ground, like a boulder thrown into the lake, blowing up waves of water mixed with mud-colored layers.

Fang Lang's arm was pressed against Lin Muzhe's neck, the blood drenched and twisted, as if cutting a gully on the ground.

The world fell into a dead silence, silence and coldness.

"At the beginning, I also stabbed him to death with a sword on a rainy day."

"Now, it's neat and tidy, how about this etiquette?"

Fang Lang looked at the pale forest covered by the rain, and smiled kindly. His smile will always be so warm and warm.

Lin Mu covered his mouth with bleeding, his eyes still staring at Fang Lang calmly, for a long time, Lin Muzhe laughed: "How did your sword... come from?"

She couldn't understand Fang Lang's sword.

Why was it possible to defeat the wisp of sword fairy qi that spit out from her dantian.

Is it really just relying on a handful of lotus?

That power is not like the sword aura of Taihua Jianxian.

The rain continued to roar, and thunder was stunned behind the clouds, alarming the entire dense forest, and shocked many demon beasts rushing in the dense forest.

Fang Lang looked at Lin Muzhe. Today, if Fang Lang had no means, if he could not persist in the tide of beasts, he would die, and Jian Shuzong's hopes would be completely buried.

Although this woman only wanted revenge for Lin Yun, Fang Lang did not regret anything about Lin Yun.

At that time, if it wasn't Lin Yun who died, it was him.

As for the sword that Lin Muzhe asked.

It was indeed not easy for this sword to come. Fang Lang alone blocked the tide of beasts and killed more than three hundred monsters and monsters. He was exhausted, and only numb sword swinging was left.

Fang Yi opened the reward, Fang was awarded a reward egg, issued a lending card, and after issuing the lending card, he used the strength of the warming up to explode that sword.

Feeding the sword with the body for ten years, even the sword fairy can cut it.

Speaking of domineering, but Fang Lang's aura at the moment has declined to the 9th Duan Swordsman. Of course, Fang Lang has already felt that his strength is slowly recovering. This is only temporary, so the problem is not big.

However, his sword was only borrowed from Wen Ting's strength, and it was not true. Therefore, Fang Lang was a little unimaginable. If Wen Jiaxi really broke out of his strength, how strong it would be!

This sword, to be honest, has a bit of luck in it.

Fang Lang doesn't like luck, because luck is uncontrollable.

However, I can only say that the woman in front of me is out of luck.

Seeing that Fang Lang didn't explain to her, Lin Muzhe continued to laugh.

"Will you kill me?"

"You shouldn't dare to kill me, kill me..."

Lin Muzhe continued to talk and laugh.

However, as soon as she uttered the sound, the chattering and laughter of her beautiful face froze, her pupils tightened, with a little unbelievable and fear that would eventually emerge in the face of death.

Fang Lang did not pull out the lotus sword that stuck in her heart, smashed her meridians, and cut off her connection with Qixuan Dantian.

Instead, he held the hilt of the obsidian sword obliquely pointed in the sky with his backhand, and pulled it out like black lightning, and pressed it against the **** muddy neck of the forest curtain.

Heavy rain poured down.

Reflected in Lin Mu's eyes, only the young champion in blood was left.

puff!

The sword flicked across and the blood was smeared, and the beautiful face of Lin Mu was frozen, and the face still contained the fear of death.

It turned out that she was not really talking and laughing like that.

"Who gave you such confidence?"

"The noble man behind you?"

Fang Lang snorted, got up from Lin Muzhe and held her head. Even with the effect of the card, Fang Lang still felt a burst of emptiness.

That is the emptiness after using the sword of tempering.

It was a unique sense of emptiness when the sword was handed out, and the body was hollowed out.

At this time, if there is a sip of warm wolfberry tea, it would be great...

Fang Lang twitched his mouth, and quickly put away this **** terrifying thought.

His Fang Lang is only fifteen, he is still young!

Wolfberry tea...This thing can't appear in his life yet!

As the rain kept falling, Lin Muzhe's corpse was gradually beaten by the rain, and blood flowed out, and the blood bloomed under Fang Lang's feet into a blood lotus in the rain.

Huang Ying stood dazedly on the trunk of the big tree, watching Fang Lang cut off the head of the forest curtain with a sword, which was inexplicably shocked and inconceivable.

Lin Muzhe, the most dazzling woman of the Eastern Lu Jianzong, was regarded by the sword sage Nan Yehuo as the most promising female disciple to step into the realm of sword fairy.

His head was cut off by Fang Lang's sword, and the corpse was violently under the rain.

The third rank kills the fourth rank, one sword cuts the heavenly girl.

Huang Ying's heart was full of complexity, her figure flashed, she landed beside Lin Muzhe's corpse, took out a pill and stuffed Fang Lang.

This is a healing pill, which can slightly replenish qi and blood.

Huang Ying was in a daze, she seemed to see Xuanyuan Taihua's shadow in Fang Lang, perhaps, the hope of Jian Shuzong lies in this champion Lang.

Fang Lang took the pill and felt that the weakness in his body disappeared slightly.

Holding Lin Muzhe's head, Fang Lang took off Lin Muzhe's spatial ring. Spiritual thoughts poured in, and the spirit cone smashed out, directly exploding Lin Muzhe's spatial ring.

There was a crisp bang, the space was distorted, and then a lot of spirit crystals and some private objects covered by the forest screen burst out.

After a glance, there was one middle-grade spirit crystal, fifty-seven low-grade spirit crystals, and some pots of pills.

Huang Ying took a deep breath, so rich.

Fang Lang pouted: "Poor."

Huang Ying: "..."

Is this still poor? If this is poor, what is the disciple of Jianshu Sect?

Fang Lang swept away the things unceremoniously, and then took out a charm for help.

Gently tossed it up and hit Lin Muzhe's body.

Afterwards, Fang Lang smashed out a ray of sword energy, and the help talisman exploded, and a strange wave suddenly spread.

"go."

Fang Lang ignored it and left here with Huang Ying.

It took almost seven or eight breaths after the two left.

Then there was the sound of breaking through the air tearing the rain curtain, and two strong men from Dali Temple rushed in.

They fell and stood beside Lin Muzhe's corpse. The rain washed over their hats, and the rain curtains formed on the edge of the hats.

"This charm...should be crushed by the murderer after death."

A strong man from Dali Temple said hoarsely.

"This is a challenge to us."

"Provocative ass, there was a tide of beasts in the dense forest just now, it should be caused by Lin Muzhe...this is called a pay for a pay."

Another strong man from Dali Temple said coldly.

After that, they stopped arguing, brought up Lin Muzhe's headless body, and left the place.

...

...

Chang'an City, Tai Chi Hall.

It was so cold and terrible that all officials were speechless and silent.

Lu Taixuan squinted, and Li Pu frowned.

The eldest prince was there, but the third prince had doubts on his face.

The ancient mirror suspended in the square is still constantly changing the picture, but the forehead of the repairman responsible for changing the picture has been dripping with cold sweat.

"Bold! Don't quickly switch to the screen of the Jianshuzong participating team!"

Father Gao's face was cold and stern, and his pale temples were filled with sword intent, and he said sharply.

The third prince frowned, and the eldest prince said coldly: "Hurry up and change the screen!"

Finally, the Shu Xiu switched the picture in the "Wan Li Mirror", the picture flickered, and then a corpse appeared.

Under the torrential rain, the blood was distorted, and one after another corpses of monsters and monsters were stacked on the ground!

Heavy rain, blood and water, all the dead beasts.

Among the corpses of the demon beast, Jiang Linglong, Ni Wen, Liu Bubai, and brother Shu Yuehua appeared in it.

The sound of uproar instantly exploded in Baiyu Square!

"So many demon beasts...Is this encounter the beast tide?"

"Can you encounter such a tide of beasts in Youzhou Demon Que? And it's on the periphery? It's ridiculous!"

"Interesting...Look at the beast corpses all over the ground, how many demon beasts did these little guys kill?!"

Among the hundred officials, some were angry.

Lu Taixuan frowned, as if thinking about something.

Chao Xiaojian stood up suddenly, but he laughed and applauded: "Well, well, I encountered a beast tide outside of Youzhou Demon Que. The disciples of my Sword Shu Sect are really lucky!"

"Your Majesty! Please call the shots for my Jianshu Sect!"

The Tai Chi Hall is so profound that there seems to be a pair of eyes that are indifferently watching everything on the Baiyu Square.

Chao Xiaojian’s white hair flew in white: “It’s just that our Jianshu Sect has been targeted in resource wars in the past, but it is still within the acceptable range and will not exceed the rules. My Sword Shuzong’s disciples are defeated, then Although I was angry at Xiaojian, I endured it."

"But, this time, I can't bear it. If I endure Xiaojian, I will be ashamed of the name of the white-haired sword demon!"

The voice of Chao Xiaojian on the Baiyu Square became louder and louder.

"Zhou Yuan is leading this resource war. With his strength, it is impossible to sense the occurrence of the animal tide. So, what is Zhou Yuan doing?"

The sound of towards the small sword burst into the air.

The Book of Etiquette Zhou Yiyuan...

At this moment, everyone also thought of Zhou Yiyuan. Indeed, as Chao Xiaojian said, the beast tide occurred, and it is impossible for Zhou Xiaoyuan's strength to be unable to sense it.

So... Zhou Yiyuan has a problem.

Suddenly.

In front of Tai Chi Hall.

The eldest prince Li Tianlin stepped out, knelt on one knee, arched his hands and said, with a grim expression: "Father!"

"This happened on the birthday of my father ~www.ltnovel.com~! Unforgivable! The children and ministers assisted in managing Dali Temple. I would like to lead all the members of Dali Temple to investigate this case and bring justice to the Sect of Shu Sect. !"

The eldest prince Li Tianlin looked very serious, his face was gloomy, and his voice lingered in the corridors of the Taiji Palace.

The look of the third prince Li Liancheng changed slightly.

Li Tianlin knelt on one knee, snow was falling between the sky and the earth, everything seemed to be extremely quiet at this moment.

It seemed as if a moment had passed, and as if a long time had passed.

In the Tai Chi Hall, a word of no joy and no sadness came out.

"can."

"Children follow the order!"

Li Tianlin's expression became more solemn when he heard the words. He stood up, his four-clawed python robes flying high, and walked down the white jade ladder.

"Pei Liao!"

"Prepare the team and head to Youzhou Demon Que!"

PS: The second one came late, mainly for the New Year at my wife’s house this year, so there were too many things, and I was dragged to drink, and I sneaked back after drinking a little. Hurry up after I finish writing, I wish everyone a happy Chinese New Year~ Lao Li Happy New Year to everyone~

Binding genius becomes stronger https://