Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

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Heavy rain, muddy.

There was silence.

Only the voice of the young man remained, haunting everyone's heart.

Everyone was shocked, surprised, incredible...

These emotions, like a bit of thick ink, dripped into the blue and white porcelain bowl filled with clear water, and instantly smeared and spread.

This iron law... is it comfortable?

Is this talking human? !

How can there be nothing wrong with the iron law? !

Not only is it okay, but the complexion is a little more rosy!

Everyone clearly watched the arrow that seemed to tear the world into two halves and shot into Fang Lang's sea of ​​knowledge.

With the strength of Fanglang's second-tier sword repair, he was afraid that his soul would die in an instant, and those who died could not die again.

However, at this moment, Fang Lang was alive and well smiling in the rain.

Fang Lang's smiling sunshine.

However, the third prince Li Liancheng did not feel the warmth of the sun shining at all, and some... just cold all over!

Tie Li... Can't you kill the boy in front of you? !

Impossible, shouldn't!

The iron law hanging above everyone, even the 9th rank, dare not trespass and disobey.

But why can't you kill a small Fang Lang?

Nan Yehuo held the sword with one arm, his eyebrows could not be straightened completely...

This is not dead? !

Sure enough, his instinct was correct!

Kill this son, kill these evildoers, just as early as possible!

Floating down towards the small sword, the Qinggang sword that had touched countless times with the Tielu Red Arrow was covered with fine cracks, as if it was about to fall apart at any time.

But Chao Xiaojian didn't care, he was even more curious as to how Fang Lang could bear the iron law and not die!

The judgment of the iron law is the unbearable weight of life!

Eight or nine products can kill!

Fang Lang couldn't kill it? !

Weird!

Looking at Fang Lang curiously towards Xiaojian, the more he looked at him, the more satisfied he became. Is the boy who loves swords really blessed by God?

In the distance, Wen Ting stood in the rain, staring blankly.

Let the rain wash over his body, blur his vision.

The iron law he once feared, turned out to be... not invincible.

Wen Ting's loose eyes gradually fluctuated slightly, and Fang Lang carried the iron law without dying, as if he was casting a ray of sunlight in his desperate and dark heart!

Let the darkness melt and evaporate little by little!

Since Tie Li is not invincible, the fear in his heart is not as strong as before.

Perhaps, one day, he will also have the courage to swing his sword towards the iron law...!

When the shadow in his heart dissipated a little, Wen Ting began to think about why Fang Lang was not afraid of the iron law.

Fang Lang's actions once again impacted his worldview of practice.

This guy... seems to be exuding a miracle all the time!

If it were a normal monk, he would definitely not be able to hold the judgment of the iron law.

Why is Fang Lang?

Because he is not normal?

Wen Ting's eyes suddenly lit up, and he understood.

"Purple product roots!"

"Is it because of the mutated purple product?!"

What a mutant root!

This is the horror!

In the world, there are not no mutant root bones, but the purple grade mutant root bones are few and pitiful, there was only one thousands of years ago...

Such a hard-to-produce purple product has its roots, naturally, there is something unique!

Fang Lang couldn't help being stunned by Wen Ting's purple rank.

However, he also couldn't think of an explanation of the reason for [Instant Sword], then this explanation was the best explanation.

I had to raise my hand, imitating Wei Sheng's appearance, and stroked the back of his head with a silly smile.

As long as I do not answer, you can all guess!

Chao Xiaojian's eyes lit up, yes, Zi Pin is rooted!

Li Liancheng, standing on the carriage, and the sword sage Nanye Huo, who had a broken arm, were also startled, then their eyes flickered, and a few stunned expressions appeared on their faces.

It turned out to be the roots of Zipin!

Li Liancheng's eyes became increasingly cold, and he looked at Fang Lang deeply.

Nan Yehuo is right...Kill this son, as soon as possible!

If it grows up with the help of the Jiang family, it will be even more difficult to deal with!

Thinking of this, Li Liancheng actually regretted it.

Unfortunately, there is Chao Xiaojian in Bao Fanglang at this moment, and it is basically impossible to kill Fang Lang!

He was stabbed by Fang Lang three swords, these three swords... Bai was stabbed!

He couldn't advertise it, couldn't let Dali Temple directly catch Fang Lang, after all... he did the wrong thing first.

Moreover, being stabbed three swords by Fang Lang is not a glorious thing, how can it be publicized?

Therefore, those three swords were like three slaps on his face!

"well."

The third prince Li Liancheng stared at Fang Lang.

After a long time, his gaze shifted sideways and fell on Chao Xiaojian.

"What a sword Shuzong."

The third prince took out a magic circle talisman from the space ring and smashed it suddenly.

This is a teleportation talisman that can only be drawn by a level 7 or above major skill repair.

The spatial fluctuation spread, and suddenly enveloped him.

The figure of the third prince was swallowed by the space like a shaking blanket, and disappeared in an instant.

The rain is still falling.

Nan Yehuo gritted his teeth, picked up the one-arm that had been cut down, and instantly fleeed with the fiery red dagger.

Chao Xiaojian wanted to catch up and stab this guy with a few swords, but after thinking it over, Fang Lang needed protection now.

The autumn rain between heaven and earth resumed the patters.

The mountains are full of muddy smell.

Chao Xiaojian walked to Fang Lang's side, with white hair and white eyebrows, and a little unruly with his open chest and belly.

"Don't worry, Li Liancheng was stabbed by your second rank. He will not spread it everywhere. The high probability is that the monk sent by the big prince who was killed by me will become the iron law backer." Xiaojian said lightly.

"Just... was the breath of Senior Sister Master?"

"Tell me the details."

Fang Lang didn't hide it either. Chao Xiaojian came to help him, so he shouldn't hide it from reason.

When Fang Lang finished speaking, a little excitement appeared on Xiaojian's face, he closed his eyes, and let out a suffocating breath.

"Is there a ray of spiritual thought hidden in the lotus sword?"

"A wisp of spiritual thought can still exert such combat power. It seems that Senior Sister in charge is not dead. This is at least good news."

A few touches of joy appeared on Chao Xiaojian's face.

Fang Lang, who was able to activate the spiritual mind of Senior Sister in charge, became more and more admired.

In the dense forest in the distance, Liu Bubai and Ni Wen walked over cautiously.

The battle that took place here just now left them completely out of breath, and they didn't even dare to take the initiative.

Wen Ting glanced at the two of them and sighed: "You can't stay in this place. Go directly to Chang'an City."

He looked at Fang Lang again: "You have completely offended the third prince this time. With the arrogant and domineering character of the third prince, you will definitely not let you off easily."

"Next, it is safest for you to stay in Chang'an. The palace test is coming soon, he dare not move you in the city."

"But the palace exam is over, if you haven't been the champion, the situation may be worse than before."

Wen Ting took a deep breath and said.

However, it is easier said than done.

What's more, it's the scientific expedition of this enchanting gathering!

Jiang Linglong, Li Yuanzhen, Wei Sheng, Ximen Xianxian... all of them are the geniuses who had the top spot in the past!

That's right, if Fang Lang wanted to win the champion, he had to overcome Jiang Linglong.

"Forget it, enter Chang'an, I will give you a good calculation and make a detailed palace test plan..."

Wen Ting said.

After that, the few people stopped staying in the precarious Qiuling Demon Que hunting ground, and left with their swords, tearing through the hazy misty rain between the world and the earth, and swiftly headed towards the city of Chang'an.

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It's raining in Chang'an.

Pattered for a long time.

The suspended golden iron law began to gradually reduce its brilliance and fell silent.

The atmosphere that suppressed the entire Chang'an City gradually diffused.

The sound of wind and rain recovered, and the world returned to noisy again.

In front of the pub.

Lu Taixuan and Cui Cheng glanced at each other, both of them saw the solemn color in each other's eyes.

The two walked with their backs to each other in silence, and dispersed to both ends of the alley.

One goes to the imperial palace, and the other goes to the Wuwang Mansion.

The accumulation of water in the alley became more and more muddy.

...

...

The glazed tiles are dripping with rain, falling down, seeming to turn into curtains and spread continuously.

A wave of spatial fluctuations spread.

Countless rainwater automatically gathered in the air into a magical array, and then exploded like a pouring rain.

The figure of the three princes emerged from it, staggering for a while, before holding his belly firmly.

Li Liancheng's complexion was pale, and his eyes still felt a little shocked.

It wasn't just a shock to Xuanyuan Taihua's spiritual mind.

It was even Fang Langna's heart palpitations that plunged the sword into his belly.

The tingling sensation made him remember deeply.

It may even form a nightmare and wake him up in a lonely night!

Suddenly.

Li Liancheng raised his head and looked into the distance.

There, a middle-aged man wearing a plain white gown, holding an oil paper umbrella, with one hand behind his back, stood in the rain, looking at him quietly.

Li Liancheng clutched his abdomen and stared at him.

The raindrops that crossed their sights seemed to be stagnant.

"Brother Big Emperor."

Li Liancheng clenched his palm.

The man in the plain white gown just stared faintly, his eyes were extremely deep, like a vast starry sky, Li Liancheng subconsciously moved his gaze away, not daring to look directly at him.

His big emperor's mind is too deep, he is afraid that he will be touched by looking at each other for a while.

The eldest prince looked at Li Liancheng calmly, for a long time, shook his head, turned around holding the oil paper umbrella and disappeared into the rain curtain palace.

There were not too many words, but the single look in his eyes caused Li Liancheng's mentality to burst.

No verbal sarcasm, no sneer.

But it was just a look, as if to say that you Li Liancheng is such a waste, that an ordinary person has let the blood of the royal family be released, and lost the royal family's face.

A look brought endless spiritual contempt to Li Liancheng.

A glance at the heart.

On this day, Li Liancheng felt that he was extremely miserable.

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...

In front of Chang'an City, the night is getting deeper.

There was rain in the middle of the night, hazy the whole world.

Holding the oil-paper umbrella, Jiang Linglong stared blankly at the iron rhythm that gradually faded into silence. Her heart trembled inexplicably, with palpitations and panic inexplicably.

The red arrow condensed from the iron law, as if with a determination to kill everything.

As if the gods were going to be shot!

To whom is the Tielu Red Arrow going?

Who do you want to kill? !

That direction is Qiuling Demon Que, Fang Lang is right there, the palpitations deep in her heart, she has a kind of intuition for no reason, Tielu Arrow is going towards Fang Lang!

Opposite him, Wei Sheng also touched his head and took a deep breath. Why did he inexplicably have an intuition that Tielu Hongjian would shoot Fang Lang, a second-tier sword repairman?

Can Fang Lang hurt the third prince? !

Jiang Linglong wanted to get back into the carriage and let Zao Wou-ki rush to Qiuling Demon Que.

However, a figure wearing a hat suddenly appeared above the carriage carriage, and the leather scabbard was gently lowered and knocked on the top of the carriage, shaking off a lot of water.

"Girl, don't go, they should be back."

The figure raised his head, revealing a face more handsome than a woman, and said lightly.

This is Jiang Linglong's uncle, Dali Temple Qing, Pei Liao.

Jiang Linglong was startled, and did not enter the carriage again.

Instead, standing on top of the oil paper umbrella, her long eyelashes trembled and looked into the distance.

But see...

Outside the city of Chang'an, the endless misty rain was torn apart!

A luxurious flying sword shattered the autumn rain that was leaning across the sky, roaring like a splashed ink landscape.

On the flying sword, Fang Lang sat cross-legged on the front end, with a sword box on his knees, with obsidian and lotus hidden in the box.

He raised his head and looked at the ancient city that gradually became clear before his eyes.

Concentrated.

Landed in front of the ancient city, on the official road beaten by the pouring rain.

He saw the old **** who was standing on the carriage, wearing a veil, and a veil flying in the autumn wind and rain, blinking like stars!

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Old Jiang, Chang'an, here I am!

In the carriage.

Jiang Linglong looked at Fang Lang who was smiling brilliantly, his eyes bent into crescents, and the heart that had been holding him couldn't help but relax.

It's fine.

...

On the official road, Wei Sheng with a black knife shook his head.

Is Fang Lang smiling at me?

What is going on with this inexplicable **** familiarity?

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