Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

　　 This person wants to... bring a lie down? !

　　 Very familiar tone.

　　 It looks like a picture of deja vu.

　　 Fang Lang looked strangely at his teammates...

　　Lao Liu?

　　 will not be so coincidental, will it?

　　 Fang Lang smiled, not paying much attention.

　　 He focused his attention on the Flying Sword Liuhuo. This entry-level flying sword was Fang Lang's first flying sword.

　　 Flying swords are not the same as treasure swords. Flying swords cannot be specifically used to kill enemies, but only as a means of transportation.

　　 Fighting swords have the style of fighting swords.

　　Like a lotus sword, the material is top-quality, the iron is cut like mud, and the sword is raised with intention. This kind of sword does not engrave any magic circle, and is a sword that belongs to the sword repair.

　　The flying sword will engrave the magic circle, once the magic circle is damaged, the flying sword will be destroyed, so it is not suitable for fighting the enemy.

　　 Lightly rubbing the flowing fire, the streamlined blade gives a hearty feeling, and the formation on Jian Er is also eye-catching and complicated.

　　 Fang Lang and Ni Wen had a superficial exchange on the knowledge of tactics. Under the influence of ears and eyes, they can also see the mysterious degree of the formation.

　　 At least, with Fang Lang's level, it is very difficult to analyze this kind of technique.

　　 "Rookie, don't be in a daze, speed up the sword!"

　　 "Before you, after me."

　　 "You are responsible for breaking the wind, and you just need to run the technique to keep flying. I will correct your mistakes in the route and guide you."

　　 "I make you slow and slow, and make you fast, understand?"

　　 "As long as you don't pull your hips, I will lie down!"

　　 On the other side, Liu Bubai raised his head confidently and said.

　　 With this **** familiar expression, Fang Lang's mouth twitched.

"In a flying sword fight, there are fifty teams starting at the same time, a total of 100 people, each team has two people, and the division of labor is very clear. One is responsible for breaking the wind, the other maintains physical, spiritual and mental state, and is responsible for the last one. The charge of the scene!" Liu Bubai said.

"Ok."

　　 Fang Lang responded briefly.

　　 Liu Bubai is very tired, this newcomer really doesn't understand anything.

　　 However, Liu Bubai couldn't say anything, after all, they matched randomly.

　　 When Fang Lang inserted Yujian Ling into the eyes of the Flying Sword Array and activated the Flying Sword Array, Liu Bubai began to pay attention to his opponent in this flying sword battle.

　　 At this attention, his complexion is suddenly ugly.

　　 "Oh, Luojiang Little Sword Fairy? I'm so familiar, it's you again, defeated."

　　 "Take the craziest name, and control the most watery flying sword."

　　 "Laugh to death, if I were you, where would my face take this name?"

　　……

　　 sarcasm came from a distant opponent named [Chang'an Chao Xiaojian].

　　 Liu Bubai often mingled in Feijian fighting for ferry, and occasionally quarreled with others, and he had quarreled with this guy many times, and every time he fought for ferry, there were more losses than less.

　　 This time matching the newcomer, and meeting this opponent again, Liu Bubai's heart became more and more depressed.

　　 I wanted to take advantage of the scientific expedition to relax once. Now I relax and feel lonely. He can think of how he will be ridiculed after losing this game.

　　 The mentality of scientific expedition is bound to be affected.

　　 Hasty.

At this moment, Fang Lang was also sitting on the Flowing Fire Sword and activated the flying sword. The silver formation on the sword turned into a fiery red array to enclose the flying sword. A low-grade spirit crystal was stuffed in it, and he was constantly drawing aura from his eyes. .

　　 Fang Lang seemed to hear the scolding of his teammates and opponents, turned his head to look, glanced at the name of the opponent, and suddenly became dumb.

　　 Changan Chao Xiaojian?

　　 I'm sure, this person should be a fan of the old dynasty.

　　 is the same as the name "Peng Yuyan somewhere" in the previous life.

　　 Fang Lang couldn't help but smile at the two people who were yelling at each other. The names of these two people, fifty steps and one hundred steps, what's so noisy.

when--

　　 There is a melodious sound of an ancient bell.

　　 "Rookie! When the third bell rings, start quickly, start fast!"

　　 Liu Bu, sitting on the flying sword behind him, solemnly said.

"Great."

　　 Fang Lang responded, sitting cross-legged on the Feijian Jian Er formation, feeling the "click" sound made by the turning of the magic formation, and the corners of his mouth could not help being raised with curiosity and expectation.

when!

　　 The third bell finally blew.

　　 At the moment when the sound disappeared, the sound of breaking through the air around one after another resounded.

　　 A flying sword began to accelerate, and almost at the same time, fifty teams, like a dragon crossing the river, shot out one after another.

　　 Fang Lang sticks out his palm, like a sword finger, and points it on the eyes of the palm-sized art circle floating in front of him, slowly making a circle with his sword fingers, the spirit crystal aura is swallowed and transformed into propulsion.

　　 The fire started to fly out slowly.

　　 At the moment Liu Huo began to move, Liu Bubai also urged his flying sword, following Fang Lang!

　　 "Quick! Speed ​​up!"

　　 "Speed ​​up!"

　　 Liu Bubai kept shouting on the flying sword.

　　 However, one of his hearts has gradually sunk into the valley.

　　 really is a pure newcomer.

　　 Fang Lang's start... is too slow!

　　 That slow look, should you be shopping? !

　　 Fifty teams, Fang Lang and Liu Bubai's team, instantly fell to the end.

　　 In the distance, there were undisguised sarcasm from several opponents.

　　 is like a galloping rabbit, turning his head to laugh at the slow crawling turtle.

　　 Liu Bubai clutched his chest, as if he had suffered a backstab from his teammate.

　　 What kind of fairy teammate is this? !

　　 Isn't he specializing in his mentality?

　　 Fang Lang seemed to feel Liu Bubai's unlovable mentality, his expression on his face gradually became serious.

　　The training screen about [Flying Sword Control Skills Specialization Level] appeared in his mind.

　　 Fang Lang raised his hands, the magic circle flashed in front of him, the sword pointed on it, accelerated his rotation, and finally moved forward.

　　 "Kakaka..."

　　 Liuhuofeijian’s circle of art suddenly began to rotate at high speed, and the lines on it suddenly became red like a soldering iron!

　　咻!

　　 The air wave was broken in an instant, and the speed of the fire suddenly increased a lot!

　　 Liu Bubai's face immediately condensed after Fang Lang's back.

Ok?

　　 There seems to be something wrong.

　　 This newcomer...something!

　　 Liu Bubai also started to control the flying sword. The sword pointed on the art array and began to accelerate. Fang Lang broke the wind in front of him. He only needed to easily follow the trajectory of the air wave breaking open and control the sword to fly.

almost!

　　 is really getting up soon!

　　 Fang Lang drives the current fire faster and faster, and the surrounding scenery disappears quickly!

　　 Liu Bubai's eyes gradually lit up, and he began to increase the swallowing of spiritual energy by his eyes, making the flying sword explode faster.

　　 This newcomer!

　　 Nothing else, just this flying sword speed-up technique is on par with Liu Bubai!

　　 One team was surpassed!

　　 Forty-nine, forty-eight, forty-seven...

　　The ranking is gradually moving forward!

　　 "Good! Keep it up!"

　　 Willow is not in vain praise.

　　 By this rhythm, he Liu Bubai can definitely take this newcomer to lie down and take him to see the scenery on the top of the mountain!

　　Fang Lang, who was sitting in front of Feijian, listened to Liu Bubai's voice transmission, his mouth cocked slightly.

　　 This is...Where is it?

　　……

　　咻咻咻!

　　 A flying sword with a handle surrounded by a magic array, flying high in the sky, shuttles between the sword-like mountain peaks rising from the ground.

　　 Fang Lang is not very familiar with the track site chosen this time, but Liu Bubai introduced it to him.

　　 Mountain peaks, waterfalls rushing, lush dense forests, green grasslands... just these four track scenes, the whole course is 2,000 miles.

Although it is a phantom formation, this phantom formation was researched by the Dashuxiu of the upper and middle ranks of the Imperial Sword Division in the Tang Dynasty. It also contains the theory of "forbidden curse" level magic formation, and the environment is infinitely close to reality. .

　　 In such a real situation, the impact of environmental factors on the sword is very serious.

　　 The first "Lianfeng" scene soon came to an end.

　　 Immediately there was a scene change. Vaguely, Fang Lang could already feel the water vapor on his face.

　　 The second scene "Waterfall" approaches.

　　 The deafening roar of the waterfall has already filled my ears!

　　 hum!

　　 The surrounding sword riders controlled the flying sword and started to slow down.

After the first scene is flying, the spirit crystals in the eyes of the magic circle are almost exhausted. When it is time to exchange the spirit crystals, this is common sense. Almost every sword-breaker will slow down at this time in order to obtain The most reliable and fastest replacement of the Lingjing.

　　 However...

　　 "Rookie, what are you doing?!"

　　 "Slow down, change for Lingjing!"

　　 Liu Bubai saw that Fang Lang did not have any tendency to slow down, his eyes couldn't help shrinking, and he hurriedly shouted for reminders.

　　 This newcomer... won't be Feihe, forget to replace the spirit crystal, right?

　　If the spirit crystal is not replaced in time, once the spirit in the spirit crystal is exhausted, the speed of the flying sword will inevitably drop rapidly, and it may even cause the sword to fall!

　　 Fang Lang still smiled.

　　 Replace Lingjing?

　　Of course I need to change, but...Why do I need to slow down when I change the spirit crystal?

　　 The old driver who possesses proficient sword control skills, never slow down!

　　 not only does not slow down, but also accelerates!

　　 rumbling!

　　 The scene changes, the huge Qingtian Waterfall suddenly appears in front of you, the water waves suddenly hit, and the airflow is disordered.

The speed of a flying sword around 　　 suddenly decreased.

　　 However, there is a stranger among them.

　　 Flowing Fire Flying Sword, really like a ball of falling sky fire, without slowing down at all, it rushed towards Qingtian Waterfall!

　　 The dozen or so flying sword riders who were continuously surpassed suddenly turned black and yelled at the lunatic!

　　 If you don’t slow down, you will fall!

　　 If you don’t change the spirit crystal, it’s fine. Does the scene transition do not slow down? !

"slow down!"

　　 "Are you still speeding up?!"

　　 "Ahhhhh! Don't..."

　　 "Slow down!!"

　　 Liu Bubai took a breath, his face turned pale instantly, and he shouted!

　　艹!

　　 quickly! too fast!

　　 Please, slow down!

　　 Looking at the infinitely magnified Feiliu waterfall in front of my eyes, not only did not slow down, but accelerated the Fanglang towards the waterfall...

　　 Liu Bubai subconsciously clamped his legs and covered his chest.

　　 Too...too exciting!

　　 Is this just a heartbeat...

　　The feeling of a blocked vein!

　　……

　　 Near!

Getting closer!

　　 Seeing that he was about to hit the waterfall, Liu Bubai's pores were open all over his body, sweat rolled on his forehead, and he was breathing heavily.

　　 He followed Fang Lang's flight trajectory in the breaking wind, and his sword fingers against Shuzhen were shaking!

　　Flying waterfall is getting more and more terrifying, like a monster with a big mouth!

　　 is getting closer and closer to the waterfall, 500 meters, 400 meters, 300 meters...

　　The water droplets from the waterfall are like a sharp arrow with a handle, like ten thousand arrows, all black and compact, slamming on the defensive formation of the flying sword, crackling, exploding a cloud of mist!

　　 When Fanglang and that waterfall are 100 meters away.

　　Amidst the waves of air, Fang Lang's sword finger that was on the eyes of Shu Zhen suddenly changed his palm, and suddenly he shot.

　　 The high-speed rotation of the outer wheel of the art formation suddenly stopped, and the tip of the flying sword pressed down, blowing up a large airflow, and after hitting a burst of water on the Feixie waterfall, it fell quickly!

　　 is like a tiger rushing for food!

　　 After a wave of air, I missed the Feixie Waterfall by a fraction!

　　 Liu Bubai's flying sword also followed Fang Lang's rhythm closely, and was driven to fall rapidly by the breaking air current.

　　 The two flying swords are spirally intertwined and fall parallel to the waterfall.

　　 The wind blew on his face, and Liu Bubai couldn't help but tremble.

　　 seems to be jumping off a cliff!

　　 Slowly... Slowly.

　　 He feels a little...inner rush!

　　 "Ahhhhh..."

　　Between the waterfalls, there were waves of screams from Liu Bubai.

　　 scream and tear the sky!

　　From far to near...

　　 was shocked all over the floor.

　　PS: Three thousand words big chapter, ask for a recommendation ticket~