Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

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Inside Chang'an City.

There is a tavern open in the alleys. The tavern is small and remote, with few people coming and going.

However, the business of the pub is quite prosperous, because the plum wine sold in this pub is famous in Chang'an.

At this moment, there are two figures sitting opposite each other by the window in the pub, enjoying the autumn rain with yellow flowers. On the table in front of them, there are a pile of peanuts and a pile of marinated chicken feet.

The two of them ate and drank together, coveting each other.

Cui Cheng filled Lu Taixuan with plum wine, and the other party took a sip and gulped.

"The plum wine in this old store is still delicious, old Cui, we had a drink together last time, was it 16 years ago?"

Lu Taixuan squinted, as if drunk, said.

Cui Cheng caught a peanut into his mouth and smiled: "At that time, Wen Ting was still a gentleman's sword in Chang'an. King Jiang Wu had not yet married the little girl from the Pei family, and the water in Chang'an was not so muddy."

Lu Taixuan's drunk eyes were dim, as if he was reminiscing about the past, but it was a pity that he could hardly get drunk with his cultivation.

"Don't talk about those things, I heard that the third prince went out of the palace in person and went to the Qiuling Demon Que hunting ground?"

Cui Cheng put down the wine glass and said.

"The three princes are arrogant and domineering. This is his own character, but it is also his advantage because of simplicity."

"The prince's thoughts are too deep for people to see through, the second prince... nothing more, don't talk about it."

"Four princes died young."

"There is also a five princess who feels that the whole world will persecute her..."

"Emperor Tang said that he wanted to establish a prince, the world was shaking, the ministers were standing, among the three princes... Although the most promising is the prince, the three princes are still supported by many people."

Lu Taixuan smiled.

Under the rain curtain, in the tavern, two people commented on the four princes and princes with royal blood.

Dean Cui said indifferently: "But the conflict between the three princes and the Jiang family, why should it involve a child."

Lu Taixuan squeezed the wine glass and turned to look at the misty Qiu Yu: "If this child is not good enough, otherwise... would he be qualified to be involved in the whirlpool?"

"This kid threatens Li Yuanzhen's position as the champion. The third prince will naturally intervene. Old Cui, you know, the position as the champion is more than just an honor."

The wrinkles on Cui Cheng's face were like Huanglian Lao Gen twisted together. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't tell.

The two were speechless, only drinking silently.

The rain outside the window is getting bigger and bigger.

...

...

Outside the Qiuling Demon Que.

In the endless dark clouds.

Chao Xiaojian sat in white clothes, with white hair and white eyebrows, with his hands on his back, a simple and unpretentious three-foot green front hovering all over his body.

The wind and rain between heaven and earth separated by his side.

When he learned that the third prince and Nan Yehuo had personally entered the Qiuling Demon Que, he was also shocked. The three princes were actually more arrogant and domineering than him.

Of course, what shocked him even more was Nanye Huo, this old thing actually came out in person, in order to deal with a child who had never even understood the sword intent!

Is it just because Fang Lang drew the lotus sword of the head sister?

Nan Yehuo, how much psychological shadow was scared by the head sister? !

In fact, Chao Xiaojian and Fang Lang do appreciate it.

A young man who was crazy about swords, practiced swords so hard, learned swords...

Now, I can finally see the moonlight in the sky, the roots have mutated, he has the roots of the purple product, and has a talent that is not weak!

How can he not appreciate Chao Xiaojian, a young man who is so full of sword cocoons and working so hard? !

However, he cannot enter the Qiuling Demon Que at this moment.

In front of him, there were two figures, one on the left and one on the right, standing quietly, with heavy rain and long clouds under their feet.

Chao Xiaojian was a little helpless and lazy.

"The dean of Chang'an Academy, Guozijian Jijiu..."

"One of you is the first prince, the other is the second prince..."

"It seems that the eldest prince and the second prince are hoping that the third prince will completely tear their faces with the Jiang family."

Hunting towards Xiaojian in white clothes, open his chest, shook the sword in his hand, and sighed: "However, you dare to come, my sword... no matter who you are."

He expected that someone would hinder him, but he never thought he was the first prince and the second prince.

The water in Chang'an is really muddy.

Sword Shuzong is better, if the head of the senior sister is not there, he is the boss!

Fang Lang's kid is also true. It would be better to stay with him in Jianshu earlier, and there will be no shit.

And the two people opposite Chao Xiaojian just smiled, Chao Xiaojian...As always, it was Chao Xiaojian who loves to speak Kyogen.

The hands of the two were superimposed, and the clouds and rain were twisted all over the sky suddenly, the world changed and turned into a huge array, and the Chao Xiaojian was instantly enveloped!

Smiled at Xiaojian.

Raising his hand, he lightly flicked the sword floating in front of him.

Suddenly, the sky is full of sword light and the waves are surging in the array!

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...

In the world of Datang, the power of blood cannot be ignored.

The bloodline represents the highest step taken by the ancestors before it can change and influence the bloodline, so that the bloodline of future generations contains terrible power.

But the most powerful bloodline in the Datang world today is none other than the Datang royal family.

Li Liancheng is the emperor's third son, he has a pure royal bloodline, he prides himself on this bloodline, he is arrogant, he is domineering, and all of this is based on his bloodline that is qualified to be arrogant and domineering.

However, at this moment, Li Liancheng's proud royal bloodline has lost its effectiveness!

He suppressed Wen Ting, but he couldn't suppress the boy in Tsing Yi!

But it couldn't suppress the graceful and graceful figure condensed from the sword.

This person who makes the big emperor linger in the dream, the person who makes the second emperor be extremely jealous.

"Xuanyuan Taihua!"

Li Liancheng popped the name between his teeth.

Puff!

Blood is pouring out!

Nan Yehuo gritted his teeth, one arm was cut abruptly, the incision was smooth, but the spray of blood couldn't stop it!

The sword intent contained in the lotus sword made Nan Yehuo feel like a leaf of duckweed in the ocean!

Is this a strand of spiritual thought hidden in the lotus sword by that woman? !

Can Fang Lang actually arouse this ray of spiritual thought? !

Nanye's heart shrouded in darkness.

With just a ray of spiritual thought, he made himself dignified at the 9th rank, and he couldn't even produce the courage to resist.

Why can the gap be so big? !

Did she... surpass the 9th rank?

Looking at the vague, unclear figure, the energy contained in it is extremely weak, but it can easily make him unable to even swing a sword, Nan Yehuo finally has a touch of panic in his eyes. The thick ink in the pond could not stop spreading.

boom!

Nan Yehuo's body burst out, and his broken arm fell to the ground, splashing mud.

But that flaming sword actually galloped up, and poured backwards like a winding fire dragon!

Hovering, biting towards Xuanyuan Taihua!

However, that graceful figure swung his sword lightly again, and under the carriage, the rain was like a splendid lotus, blooming between heaven and earth!

Nan Yehuo held the sword with his other arm, blocking Liansheng, the terrifying sword intent came, Nan Yehuo's face trembled.

Suffering from the huge force, he flew out of the carriage, and fell quickly towards the distance.

Like a lotus flower spinning over, the mud is plowed into a sword-qi ravine of several meters, hideous and terrifying!

Nan Yehuo was at the end of the ravine, holding a sword in one arm, and the Da Hong Pao was cut by countless sword energy and covered with wounds...

On the carriage, only the three princes and the graceful shadow holding the sword were left.

The fluttering white clothes of the third prince Li Liancheng clung to his body, and three thousand hairs dyed with gold were spreading and flying.

The golden pupils with endless nobility, staring at the white shadow, staring at the lotus!

In fact, in those golden noble pupils, there was a little hard to conceal fear reflected.

For the first time, he felt oppressive fear from someone other than his father.

"Under the world, could it be Wang Tu!"

"This Great Tang belongs to my Li family!"

"The iron law is the iron law of the royal family!"

"Anyone contaminated with royal blood will be ruthlessly killed by Iron Law!"

The three princes stood, standing on top of the carriage under the coercion of the white figure.

The power released by the blood of the royal family made it easy for him to resist the oppression of a ray of spiritual thought left by this peerless sword immortal!

"Dare you kill me?!"

Although the third prince Li Liancheng knew that there was just a ray of spiritual thought before him, not a real person!

However, arrogance and arrogance are still released in his golden pupils!

Even if he was facing the No.1 Sword Immortal in the Tang Dynasty, he was still arrogant who could oppress him like a father!

He bet, she dare not!

under.

Ten feet away.

Wen Ting was panting heavily, and painful images flashed through his eyes.

The pressure of the royal blood...

His sword-holding hand was covered with blue veins and gritted his teeth.

The bent sword is like the spine he was once bent!

As Li Liancheng said, there is no king in the world.

His sword did not dare to be stained with royal blood. Once it was stained, the unremarkable iron law hanging over the entire Great Tang would truly explode its terrifying power.

Even immortals or gods will be suppressed!

Ten years ago, his spine was bent by the eldest prince Li Tianlin, and the spirit he had accumulated for ten years was to be wiped out by the third prince Li Liancheng on this day? !

Wen Ting was engaged in a battle between heaven and man in his heart.

He was a little at a loss, a little at a loss.

Suddenly!

The boy in Tsing Yi next to him took a step, drew out the obsidian sword, took a step, stepped on the splashing water!

The coercion of the royal bloodline seems to be unable to suppress and shake the young man!

The young man took his steps slowly, and then he stepped faster and faster!

The muddy rain splashed three feet high!

The young man held the obsidian sword, ran wildly in the rain, and swung his sword in the wild rush!

The figure of a young man running and swinging a sword was reflected in Wen Ting's pupils.

Next moment!

The young boy stepped on the soles of his feet and crushed the ground with water.

The body formed a curved arc, and jumped up, jumping towards the carriage riding on the third prince Li Liancheng who has the most noble bloodline in the Tang Dynasty!

Like a run-up jump from the ground, that pitch-black sword is icy cold!

"do not!"

Wen Ting's eyes shrunk and hissed.

However, the teenager could not hear, or he did not care if he heard it!

Once the sword is stained with blood, the iron law will bring down the causal punishment, and you Fang Lang... will be labeled as arrogant!

Will become a sinner!

Forever!

And Tie Lü's terrifying will will cause Fang Lang, who is no more than the second grade, to completely destroy his spirit and his soul!

Wen Ting roared, but the whimper of wind and rain overwhelmed his voice!

Bang!

But seeing Fang Lang's face cold, he stepped into the carriage, and stared at the noble golden Li Liancheng with his eyes firmly!

The coercion born in his bones, Fang Lang's backbone burst!

But Fang Lang just gritted his teeth and gripped Obsidian, a light reflected on the black sword, like a ray of sparks on the endless grassland!

"She dare not!"

"I dare!"

You want to kill me, why should I not dare to kill you!

Why? !

Just because you are a royal family? !

Go to Te Niang's iron law!

Fang Lang stabbed out with a sword!

As if a sword pierced the iron law!

"when--"

In front of Li Liancheng, a golden shield emerged out of thin air, which was a self-made defense.

Regardless of Fang Lang, the tip of his sword slammed on it frantically, causing the shield to ripple at its starting point!

Behind the shield, Li Liancheng's pupils were glowing golden, and he watched sarcastically the frantic struggle of a small person.

However, his sarcasm quickly froze.

Between heaven and earth, there was another sigh.

"Little guy, why bother."

When the words fell, the white Xuanyuan Taihua phantom slowly waved the lotus sword in his hand and cut it in the air, as if there was a lotus in bud blooming slowly.

Taihua sword lotus!

This sword cut a certain connection in the dark!

Li Liancheng's eyes shrank!

In an instant!

The whole body was shocked, his face paled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the noble gold in his pupils and eyes quickly faded!

The power of Xuanyuan Taihua's phantom and blood was exhausted, turning into white light and dissipating.

The lotus sword fell on the carriage.

And Fang Lang pierced again with a sword.

puff!

That is the sound of the golden shield shattering!

Countless golden lights are scattered like fragments broken by a complete mirror.

Then...

Fang Lang headed into the arms of Li Liancheng, who had been cut off from his bloodline and fell into a sluggish moment!

The black obsidian sword pierced Li Liancheng's heart fiercely!

Stabbed with a sword.

There is a small magic circle hovering to protect his heart!

The battle is hard to break, can't be killed!

And accompanied by a throbbing, Fang Lang's face was expressionless, the tip of his sword turned and reached Li Liancheng's abdomen!

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No blood has bleed, right? !

Swords forcefully, pierce in, pull out!

Then...

One sword.

Two swords.

Three swords.

Puff and chirp, the sword is in the flesh!

Bring a puff of gold-stained blood, pat it on Fang Lang's blue shirt, blooming into a bunch of monster blood-colored flowers!

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