Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

"Dare to fight?!"

The sound swelled between the misty peaks, rippling endlessly, and there was even a rolling echo.

Between the steep peaks, the sea of ​​clouds that had been churning ceaselessly seemed to freeze, shocked by Fang Lang's roar.

The disciples of Jianshu Nei Sect who were in an uproar because Zhao Dagang and others lost the welcome battle were all stunned.

Everyone's eyes fell on the full moon with their bows drawn, and an arrow was shot, pointing straight at the Tsing Yi boy in the Huangji sword pavilion, only feeling a tingling scalp!

How can it be a crazy word!

How can young people not be frivolous, just look at the current champion!

As soon as he went to Jianshu Nei Sect today, he challenged Huangji Jiange, which symbolized the status of Nei Sect.

Want to challenge the genius disciple in the sword pavilion!

That's right, those who can enter the sword pavilion are all talented disciples with strong combat power, because only if they win the battle can they get a seat in the sword pavilion and sit securely.

There are a total of 800 places in the Huangji sword pavilion, and disciples are restricted to a level four or lower cultivation base. Therefore, most of the disciples who can enter the Huangji sword pavilion are the disciples of the third rank sword gang.

As for the Xuanji sword pavilion further forward, it is restricted to the upper rank 4 and below. The disciples of the earth sword pavilion and the celestial sword pavilion are all talented disciples who have surpassed the lower rank 4 and reached the upper rank 4.

Therefore, as soon as Fang Lang climbed to the mountain of Shu, he directly challenged Huang Jijian pavilion after hammering Zhao Dagang's team, which caused such a shock.

It is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers!

call out! ! !

The tossing sea of ​​clouds seemed to be torn apart, and a blue ice arrow whizzed out from the ice bow, full of pride!

The lake seems to be overflowing, to fill the sea of ​​clouds between the peaks of Shu Mountain!

And the peaceful Huangji sword pavilion is lined up on the top of the cliff.

Suddenly, one sword after another burst out, like gorgeous fireworks, one after another Huang Ji’s disciples came out of the sword pavilion with the sword. This sword is not a flying sword, but a mouthful Gang Qi controls his sword!

It is the sword art of sword repair!

Between the mountains of Shu, Jian Shuzong stipulates that flying swords are not allowed, and one must control one's sword with a breath of sword energy.

A disciple of Huang Ji seems to be a sword fairy out of the pavilion, surrounded by a radiant sword, soaring into the air.

boom!

Countless swords fell like a waterfall, and instantly annihilated the azure blue ice arrow shot by Fang Lang's bow.

"Interestingly, the Xinke champion enters Jianshu and fights the sword pavilion boldly."

"It's really like a champion, not bad."

"Deng Yuangang, the number one scholar in the scientific research in Jianshu several years ago, did not dare to challenge the sword pavilion on the first day of entering the sect, so courageous!"

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Eight hundred disciples of Huang Jijian Pavilion, at this moment, probably more than three hundred appeared like a magpie.

With great interest, they looked at Yujian Peak across the sea of ​​clouds with great interest, Fang Lang who kept the bow in the Qingyi seat.

These Huang Ji disciples didn't feel much irritation, but with appreciation.

Our generation of sword repairers should have this fearlessness and courage to fight the strong.

Fang Lang took the ice bow, and smiled at the many senior brothers and sisters Huang Ji.

"Senior brothers and sisters, dare you to ask if you can challenge Huangji Jiange today?"

Xiao Lingjian came back to the side with a strange expression: "You kid really want to challenge?"

"Of course."

Fang Lang nodded, his face serious.

"The first challenge is to challenge the bottom ten of Huang Ji's 800 disciples. When you can board the Huang Ji sword pavilion, you will be eligible to challenge a higher seat."

Xiao Lingjian immediately explained to Fang Lang, his eyes flashed with exclamation.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers?

No... this is being extremely confident in yourself.

When Fang Lang hammered Xue Ying and Zhao Dagang just now, Xiao Lingjian also saw Fang Lang's confidence.

Fang Lang obviously hadn't tried his best.

And Xiao Lingjian hadn't explained yet, in the Huangji sword pavilion opposite the sea of ​​clouds, a handsome man with an extraordinary figure smiled gently.

"Junior Brother Fang, since you have to challenge, then you can only fight with Senior Brother. Of the last ten, the other nine have gone to the demon hallway to temper their qi."

"It's just right, let brother take a look at how strong this champion... is."

The man smiled, a breath of qi in his lungs.

The sword spirit lingered all over, the sword flew out first, and the man was also flying with his clothes, following the sword.

Jian Jianxiu's chic, vividly displayed.

"This is Huangji Sword Pavilion, seat 799, Zhao Yu, Thirty-six Apertures of Tibetan Gang, Second Stage Sword Gang, extremely talented, and has been in Nei Sect for one and a half years."

Xiao Lingjian introduced Fang Lang.

Fang Lang didn't underestimate him when he heard the words, but he was full of vigilance.

If Fang Lang loses in this battle, if the mission fails, it will cause a huge laugh.

This laughingstock will even linger in the days when he practiced in Jianshu Sect.

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The top of the Shu Mountain.

Chao Xiaojian heard Fang Lang challenge Huang Jijian's disciple, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Sure enough, it is this kid's temperament. At the beginning of the Sixth Stage Swordsman, he dared to say that he wanted a title on the Golden List. Now he just entered Jianshu, he dared to bow his bow and shoot towards the Jiange."

"I just like how this kid is fearless."

Many elders around also looked at each other, shaking their heads and smiling bitterly for a long time.

"The current champion, really crazy enough."

"The talent of Zhao Yu who sits in the seven hundred and ninety-nine seats of the Huangji sword pavilion is not weak. The thirty-six orifices hide the qi, the lethality of the swordsmanship and the explosion of a single body are far beyond Zhao Dagang."

"Zhuang Yuan Lang Nine Duan Sword Master, I'm afraid he will lose terribly."

"Although the champion is a genius, Zhao Yu is also not a mediocre. It's difficult to fight with higher ranks."

Some elders are not optimistic.

The elder Ji with the scar on his face wriggled the scar: "I bet this kid wins."

"Able to draw Sovereign Taihua's lotus sword, Lao Zi Te Niang's brainless bet him!"

The elders around became increasingly helpless.

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The challenge was on a floating island in the center of Huangji Jiange and Yujian Peak.

The floating island is cone-shaped, floating in the sea of ​​clouds, with a disc on the surface, surrounded by green grass, and thousands of feet in diameter. It is a challenge for the sword pavilion.

To challenge the disciples of the sword pavilion, you must first go to the floating island.

Flying swords are not allowed in Jianshu sect. If you want to fly, you can hide the sword energy with your heart and drive the sword.

This was Jian Shuzong's rules, and Fang Lang certainly wouldn't break it.

He didn't summon the flying sword and Liuhuo. Although he could not control the sword, he also had a coup to land on the island.

Run-up, dive...

Afterwards, the ice bow in his hand reappeared, eight ice arrows in one hand were shot out of one arrow, and it turned into a rain of arrows and fell.

Fang Lang's body bends like a spring, leaping up at the edge of the pre-sword peak, his body pops out, the first falling arrow falls, Fang Lang's toe points on it, blood surges, huge force bursts, borrowing force to move forward Fly, and the ice arrow was shattered by Juli, and the sky was crystal clear.

Fang Lang just borrowed his strength to stand and move forward, flying over a distance of several meters, the second arrow fell, and Fang Lang borrowed his strength to move forward.

Eight arrows fell one after another, like eight grains of ice rain in the cold spring.

One step at a time, the square waves are like walking on the ground, and the blue shirts are flying up, like a fairy crossing a sea of ​​clouds, in the surrounding uproar, boarding the floating island!

On the pre-jian peak.

Many old disciples were in an uproar.

Those who only felt that Fang Lang's operation gave Xiu didn't know what to say, so they could only say vulgar words like "wow" and "fuck" from their mouths.

After Liu Bubai saw it, his lips raised slightly, and the prodigal son was starting to be flamboyant again, but he lifted his chin, and You Rongyan, as if he was the flamboyant.

Ni Wen pursed her lips, smiling in her eyes.

Floating on the island.

Fang Lang's eight arrows crossed the sea of ​​clouds, a dazzling mess.

Of course, Fang Lang was not deliberately fancy, he could only cross the sea of ​​clouds in this way.

On the floating island, Zhao Yu took a seat in a white robe, and the sword fell.

The lungs swelled, and a sword gas sprayed and split the air three feet.

He smiled and looked at Fang Lang.

"Junior Scholar, the courage is commendable, I will make you a decent defeat."

Zhao Yu held the floating sword all over his body, the tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and the sword gas was gushing, cutting off a blade of grass on the ground.

"Zhao Yu, Huang Jijian Pavilion, Second Duan Jiangang."

Zhao Yu said lightly.

Fang Lang's courage to challenge is indeed commendable, but he Zhao Yu didn't want to lose. After all, he broke into the inner sect from the outer sect, and finally reached the Huangji sword pavilion, he did not want to give up this position easily.

Fang Lang held the hilt of the Obsidian Sword in his hand, his eyes pressed down slightly: "Fang Lang, Nine Duan Sword Master."

"Please advise."

boom!

When the words fell, Fang Lang took the lead in the first move. He was weaker than Zhao Yu in cultivation, and Fang Lang must seize the opportunity!

Fang Lang had encountered a third-rank cultivator twice before. One was an alien soldier in the scientific martial arts test. However, the opponent was just an ordinary third-rank blood-moving fighter.

The other is Zhao Dagang, who was previously pressed down by him.

But they are just a paragraph.

But Zhao Yu is in the second stage, hiding his qi in the thirty-six aperture, and his strength is absolutely different!

Stepping down, with incomparable lightness, Fang Lang chose to draw closer, and Lingxu's sword step threw out a few sharp sword auras and approached Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu flicked his sword lightly, smashing the sword air in an understatement.

Fang Lang jumped up, with a crisp sound, and the obsidian sword came out of the box, still drawing swords with one hand!

When switching the fetters, Fang Lang's eyes were deep and bright!

The power of vitality and blood exploded, and the five-stage martial arts blessed in sword drawing!

"violent!"

"Ling pupil!"

Fang Lang yelled, and the second bloodline talent was activated.

Suddenly, a pale golden light flashed under Fang Lang's eyes, and the spirit cone flung out!

In the violent state, the blood and strength skyrocket!

The power of sword drawing has also been upgraded to a new level!

Tear!

The air was torn apart by Fang Lang's sword like rags, and the obsidian sword was wrapped in the sword-drawing force, like a black waterfall flowing straight down!

Zhao Yu ate a spirit cone, and his mind was in a trance. When he recovered, his heart was shocked, and the sword in his hand shook out for a moment!

Block Fang Lang's sword!

Zhao Yu's little look completely disappeared, and his heart was awe-inspiring. Don't look at the young man of the champion, but he is definitely a sword repairman who has experienced many battles and practiced his sword!

Two swords hit, sword gas hits sword Gang!

Fang Lang felt as if he had hit a thick city wall, and he couldn't cut into the middle of the wall with his sword!

Zhao Yu's hair was flying, and the white robe on his chest was torn apart by Fang Lang's sword energy, and blood was secreted.

"What a top scholar in Dengke!"

Zhao Yuli screamed, there was an orifice point on his arm, and there was qi in the orifice!

Bang bang bang!

Fang Lang felt as if he was about to be rushed away instantly, as if the power surging like a vast river broke out!

Fang Lang backhanded in front of him like a buddha flower, snapping his finger at the sword wave!

Boom!

Fang Lang flew out, plowing two mud mounds with his feet on the ground!

But with Jianbo blocking Jiangang, Fang Lang's fingertips were dripping with blood, and he was almost hit hard by Jiangang!

Zhao Yu gasped for a while, there was a little jealousy in his eyes, he almost overturned!

The Jian Gang in the thirty-six acupuncture points swept through again, like thunder on the ground, and the air was pulsating.

Zhao Yu's figure pulls the afterimages of his debut on the spot, stabbing him with a sword!

Zhao Yu also saw that he was not as good as Fang Lang in swordsmanship, but his Jian Gang was stronger than Fang Lang, which was a realm gap!

Ten will drop in one effort!

Use force to deceive!

Bang bang bang!

Zhao Yu's offensive is like a gust of wind and rain, Jian Gang is unparalleled, more sturdy and powerful than his sword master's sword energy.

Fresh mud flies across the floating island.

Fang Lang and Zhao Yu actually fought equally well, even Zhao Yu's heart was shocked.

The main reason was that he felt that Fang Lang's sword aura was incredibly tough, more powerful than the sword aura of an ordinary sword master.

"Gong Fa!"

"You have cultivated the kendo technique to condense your sword aura!"

"So your sword aura is tough and hard to defeat!"

Zhao Yu instantly figured it out, becoming more and more afraid, and directly exploded with Thunder's ultimate move.

The long sword drew an arc in front of him, like a lake of sword energy, sparkling.

"Gather in Jianhu with my sword gang."

Zhao Yu looked solemn and handed out a sword forward.

The sword power is outrageously flooding the lake.

Zhao Yu is a genius, and it is naturally a genius to be able to climb the Huangji sword pavilion. This type of sword lake is actually a small look. Numerous sword qi sword gangs are cut out, as if a large lake is splashed down!

So strong!

Fang Lang exclaimed.

He used the Nine Duan Sword Master cultivation base to defeat the Genius Sword Gang Realm, and it was indeed a bit difficult!

but……

Fang Lang withdrew a step back, the obsidian sword and the lotus sword returned to their sheaths. Instead, they were the Guiyuan sword in the sword box, which flew out of the box automatically. This sword was bestowed by the Emperor of Tang Dynasty. The sword is of excellent quality and lightness. The transmission effect of sword energy and spiritual mind is extremely high.

Fang Lang wanted to use the sword as the basis to perform a final move.

Fang Lang reached the ground with his toes, facing the sword lake splashing down all over the sky, pushing both hands inside and out, like Tai Chi.

Suddenly, there was a mighty air that gathered around him into a white python.

The white python roared at Jianhu and immediately collided. The white python fell apart, but Jianhu was also slightly blocked.

Fang Lang closed his eyes.

With the blessing of Lingtong, the five-stage magician-level spiritual mind was drained again and again!

And Fang Lang Tsing Yi has no wind automatically.

"Little Forbidden Spell Sword Thunder."

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The black cloud pressed the city to destroy it, and thunder dragon surged from it.

The young man sits on the head of the city, bathing in the rainstorm, feeling the thunder, and swinging his sword with a Guiyuan sword.

Closing his eyes, his hands are in a squiggly state, he slowly presses down, and then he squeezes a flower like an angry Buddha and suddenly rises from the ground.

An angry thunder fell from the dark clouds!

Guiyuan Jian suddenly thundered, and with the momentum of thunder, it shot all around!

Day after day, year after year.

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Boom!

The sea of ​​clouds is surging, and the world thunders!

It seemed that there was a thunder from Yunhou, and everyone was stunned. UU reading www. uukahnshu.com

But see the floating island.

Zhao Yu looked shocked, but saw a thunderbolt emerge from Fang Lang's body out of thin air, countless thunder arcs swaying, and then a blue sword, engulfing thunderbolt, shot out, seeming to cross mountains and rivers.

Zhao Yu’s sword lake was split, and he shot with a sword with thunder. If it were not for the thunder arc on his sword, the sword would have to penetrate Zhao Yu into the ground, but Zhao Yu still held the sword in his hand. Resist in his chest and ended up with a broken sword.

His chest was bloody, blood spurted from his mouth, flying ten feet away, pulling out endless smoke and dust on the ground.

The dust settled.

Dead!

Whether it's Huangji Jiange or Yujian Peak, all the disciples are dumbfounded.

Only the sword of thunder was left in his eyes.

For a long time, Xue Ying, who was shot through the shoulder by Fang Lang, trembling all over her mouth, raised her fingers and pointed at a distance, her excitement was no longer gentle.

"Swordsmanship!"

"This special lady is the real sword technique!"

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