Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Changan is no longer flying snow.

The sky is full of thick clouds like fire, and the thick red clouds are rolling in the sky, like a huge furnace burning behind.

Underneath, everyone was shocked and looked up.

Over the imperial city.

The iron law that had originally disappeared appeared again, just as it mysteriously disappeared, and appeared mysteriously, tearing the space easily, shocking the world.

The only difference is that under that iron law, a figure suddenly appeared.

A seat of blood clothes, his face still has an immature face that has never faded.

This face that once shined in Baiyu Square, and the figure that once stood on Baiyu Danchi, appeared in front of everyone in a way that exceeded everyone's expectations!

Under the iron law, the figure holds a bow.

Ruthless, bow to the full moon!

At that moment, Fang Lang seemed to be radiant.

Lu Taixuan and Li Pu's first-class court officials all had their eyes tightened, staring with a somewhat unbelievable stare.

Fang Lang...how did he get involved with Tie Lu? !

Many censors, many officials opened their mouths slightly, and couldn't help sucking in air-conditioning.

The third prince Li Liancheng, lying on the ground, raised his head, staring blankly.

The second prince smirked, while the fifth princess looked at the young man under the iron law with curious and inquisitive eyes while coughing.

Shoo!

The Tielu Blood Arrow, which represents Tielu's punishment, suddenly shot out from the curved bow of the young man's hand at this moment.

At this moment, the youth seems to represent the iron law, and the iron law has chosen the youth!

The sect masters of the ten major sects were all shocked.

The masters of the Dao Sect, Mai Sect, Xianwu Pagoda, Guanfohai, and other big sects, were full of shocking waves.

Liansheng lingers around the young boy, and the iron law on his head represents the iron law of archery.

In the eyes of everyone, an arrow shot by the boy blasted into the Tai Chi Hall, nailing Nanye Huo to the ground.

Then, another arrow was shot, and the arrows all flooded into Nan Yehuo's body, nailing his soul!

The iron law's attack is hurting the soul.

Even at this moment, Nanyehuo's strength was tyrannical to the extreme, and even with the help of the Great Return Pill, the threshold of detachment could be touched almost instantly.

However, under the consensus of all practitioners in the Datang world.

As long as you have not transcended, you cannot escape the judgment of the iron law force.

Tie Li's blood arrow can shoot through the soul and cause heavy damage!

Even if it is the peak of the Ninth Stage Realm, it is the same.

Therefore, the arrow shot by Fang Lang on behalf of Tie Lü nailed the Nanye Fire that touched the threshold of transcendence to the ground.

Of course, the most important point is that the stalwart figure above the throne stretched out his hand, pinched the assassinated sword of Nan Yehuo, and squeezed it directly!

Nanye Huoshen was wounded, and coupled with his horror, there was no time to resist this iron-clad blood arrow.

Nan Yehuo felt that his soul was about to burst, his mouth was bleeding, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, staring at the stalwart figure.

"Could it be... everything is wrong?"

Nanye was **** and struggling to get up from the ground.

However, as soon as he got up, a **** arrow shot from outside the Tai Chi Hall again, shot through his back, and filled his soul.

Boom!

Nan Yehuo was pressed to the ground by the force of the arrow again.

His arms were trembling, and the blood in his mouth and nose was like a torrent of a dyke, rushing steadily.

Over the Tai Chi Hall.

Fang Lang was in a **** suit, ruthless, flexing his fingers, pinching arrows, bending his bow, and shooting!

A series of movements, without the slightest stagnation, the movements are sharp and fast.

He seemed to represent the ruthless iron law, judging Nan Yehuo.

The surroundings were silent, except for the sound of Nanye Huo being shot through by arrow after arrow in the Tai Chi Hall.

Nan Yehuo was desperate. He knew that the situation was over. He knew that this time, he was wrong.

Nan Yehuo's head was scattered, and his eyebrows were constantly trembling. He raised his head, looked towards the sky, and saw the iron-clad Fang Lang above his head.

He couldn't think that this young man, who had not been in his eyes since he was a small child, would actually become the key to reversing everything, shooting the unexpected factor that changed the pattern.

Looking at Fang Lang who seemed to be the judge of Iron Law.

"you again……"

Nan Yehuo's voice was low and hoarse.

On his face, I didn't know whether it was crying or laughing.

Fang Lang again!

It's him again!

Nanye hates it.

He hated that he didn't kill Fang Lang sooner, but he obviously took Fang Lang very seriously.

However, this son was hard to kill, and in the end, he even became the culprit who broke his plan.

The power brought by Tielu Blood Arrow was corroding and dissolving his soul.

Nan Yehuo knew that he might not be able to live anymore. After all this calculation and this battle, he became a fallen **** after all.

Nanye staggered up, and he was full of unwillingness.

He was unwilling to fail like this. If he were to fall like this, there would be no suspense, and Donglu Jianzong would also be destroyed, without any chance.

He needs to find a chance for Donglu Jianzong.

As long as he can snoop into the truth about that stalwart existence!

Expose this truth to the world.

Someone will be willing to take action to protect the Eastern Lu Jianzong, so that the Eastern Lu Jianzong will not be destroyed.

I don't know where the power came from, Nan Yehuo's figure suddenly accelerated, and in the angry eyes of the golden armor guards who stepped into the Taiji Hall, it was like a group of blazing flames burning continuously, rushing toward the stalwart existence.

Shoo!

Tai Chi Hall.

Fang Lang has iron law on his head, his body is suspended, and he still shoots arrows coldly. The will in the iron law controls Fang Lang, shooting iron law blood arrows, shooting through the soul of Nan Yehuo.

However, the frantic Nanye Huo, bearing the pain on his soul, controlled the short-term terrifying power obtained by devouring the big return pill.

Nan Yehuo came to the throne with difficulty.

He handed out a palm to the misty figure. This palm touched the level of detachment, as if to lift the mysterious veil of that stalwart existence.

However, the stalwart figure on the throne stretched out his palm again and slapped Nan Yehuo far away, seeming to pat Nan Yehuo's head with a faster palm across the air.

This is the palm that truly transcends everything and is unstoppable.

Nan Yehuo's hand froze.

With a boom, knees on the ground.

His powerful breath was annihilated, and his soul power began to dissipate,

Nanye stared blankly.

He stared at the thick fog on the face of the stalwart figure, and at the moment that stalwart existed to shoot, Nan Yehuo saw the thick fog trembling vaguely, and then...

Nan Yehuo's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were full of incredible!

"you you……"

He seems to have peeped into the great secret!

Unfortunately, it was at the end of his life.

Over the Tai Chi Hall.

Fang Lang's iron law on his head, like the incarnation of iron law, once again shot an arrow through Nan Yehuo's forehead, completely tearing his soul.

With a pop.

Nan Yehuo's body crawled on the ground.

The soul is dead, and the divine mind is broken.

The vitality is completely eliminated.

The sword sage of Eastern Lu Jianzong, Nanye Huo, has fallen!

Was shot and killed by "Fang Lang" on the Tai Chi Hall!

Afterwards, during a tumult, the golden armor guards, the guard commanders and other strong men swarmed in and pulled Nan Yehuo's body down.

This uproar finally came to an end with this.

The powerhouses of the major sects are all standing in the Baiyu Square, looking at the stalwart figure in the depths of the Taiji Hall, silent and thoughtful.

With the last palm of Emperor Tang, the soul power that easily annihilated Nan Yehuo, and the cultivation base that was close to detachment, also shocked everyone present.

perhaps……

The holy emperor is still the holy emperor, still the supreme holy emperor.

He still holds the power of detachment!

There is an inexplicable panic that lingers in the hearts of many strong people. As for what Nan Yehuo finally spied, not many people paid attention, because only Nan Yehuo knew what he spied.

And he was a dead man and couldn't tell a secret.

Above the nine heavens, the burning cloud began to recede, and petals of feather after petals of snow began to fly.

Tie Lü exudes endless majesty, as if an ancient temple ringing a bell, lingering in every corner of the imperial city, as if Tie Lü has a pair of invisible eyes overlooking everyone.

The will in Tie Law no longer controlled Fang Lang's body, Fang Lang's consciousness recovered, and a strong sense of weakness came.

However, Fang Lang was energetic and his eyes sparkled.

At that moment, when he was blessed by Iron Law and shot the Iron Law Blood Arrow, Fang Lang felt a unique power and meaning when he nailed Nan Ye Huo.

This is what the cheap master said, the difference between shooting and being shot!

Fang Lang had a lot of insights and felt that his cultivation level had improved a lot.

The power of the iron law, a little leak is the supreme chance!

The Iron Law, which no longer hovered above Fang Lang's head, seemed to have restored its cold and terrifying majesty, hanging over the Tai Chi Hall, exuding a suffocating pressure.

Baiyu Square.

The strong men of various sects knelt on the ground one after another, and kowtoed towards the Taiji Hall, silently.

Everyone is waiting for the trial of the Holy Emperor.

Of course, there are exceptions.

Towards Xiaojian holding Fang Lang and falling from the sky, he stared at the cracked lotus sword in Fang Lang's hand that had shattered the tip of the sword, suddenly, breathing quickly.

"Senior Sister...appeared?"

To Xiaojian's voice was low and hoarse.

Fang Lang, dressed in blood, nodded.

Afterwards, he raised Fang Lang to Xiaojian, and even too late to say goodbye to the holy emperor, expelled a ray of sword energy from his lungs towards the heaven and earth, wrapped Fang Lang, and quickly swept towards Youzhou Demon Que.

Fang Lang was a little confused. He had just returned to Chang'an when he was taken by Chao Xiaojian to speed to Youzhou Demon Que.

Over the city of Chang'an, there was snow drifting slowly.

Nan Yehuo's body was taken out of the Tai Chi Hall, as if heaven and earth were singing a tragic song.

The eldest prince Li Tianlin died, and Nan Yehuo died. Next, it should be the time of the Holy Emperor's trial.

As for Chao Xiaojian and Fang Lang who left, no one cares about them, and they dare not care.

Fang Lang stared at Tieru, as if it was the incarnation of Tieru. This was a status symbol, as if to convey a signal to everyone.

Even many censors no longer dare to impeach Fang Lang easily.

Even if it was the third prince Li Liancheng, who had been watching Fang Lang upset, then he understood that if he wanted to move Fang Lang, he had to weigh it carefully!

The iron law on the head, instead of iron law and archery.

This move and behavior made Fang Lang's identity no longer ordinary and could no longer be ignored.

...

...

Wu Wangfu.

Heavy snow is blowing.

Princess Pei finally finished appreciating the transcribed collection of poems, and walked out of the room happily, admiring the Chang'an snow scene. Compared with the constant turmoil in Chang'an City, Youzhou Demon Que's killing was terrible.

Princess Pei looked innocent and romantic. She came to the courtyard where King Jiang Wu was, and frowned as she looked at the courtyard gate that was closed again.

"Husband has begun to retreat again." Princess Pei sighed helplessly, rubbed her hands, and turned to leave with heat.

And the small courtyard where King Wu was located, seemed to have invisible power, blocking everything.

Even the snow falling from the sky can't get close to the courtyard, and will be torn to pieces by terrifying power!

...

...

Youzhou Demon Que.

The heavy rain is still falling, and everyone is looking at the gaps and barriers between the two worlds that have been split between the world.

The female sword fairy in the barrier still stood still.

However, everyone could see that the cracks between the barriers began to heal little by little.

Wen Ting, Jiang Linglong and the others looked at them with complex expressions. What happened in the monster fault today completely exceeded their imagination and expectations, making it difficult for them to calm down.

The first prince Li Tianlin died, Xuanyuan Taihua, who had disappeared for more than ten years, appeared, and Tie Li also appeared!

In the end, the hustle and bustle was gone, and it was actually Tie Law who rolled Fang Lang and left.

They didn't have a Wanli Mirror and didn't know what happened in Chang'an City, only that Fang Lang was taken away by Tie Li.

"Are you leaving?"

Wearing a veil, Jiang Linglong raised his head, and shouted toward the gradually blurred figure between the two world barriers.

Xuanyuan Taihua's whole body was shrouded in the radiance of mysterious sword energy.

She looked down at Jiang Linglong below, and said with a smile: "Say hello to your father for me, thank you for your hard work."

The words of the female sword fairy made Jiang Linglong startled.

"Since you haven't disappeared, why don't you return?"

Jiang Linglong shouted and asked again.

However, the Female Sword Fairy never answered again, just looking through the barriers of the two worlds, as if looking at the mountains and rivers of the Tang Dynasty, there was endless sorrow.

The cracks between the two worlds began to heal continuously, healing...

Outside the Youzhou Demon Que, a sword light swept over quickly, extremely fast.

Chao Xiaojian took Fang Lang, and quickly rushed into Youzhou Demon Que, swiftly passing under the heavy rain and black clouds.

Chao Xiaojian's cultivation base was released unreservedly, rushing to the extreme speed.

Over the fourth resource station.

Chao Xiaojian appeared with Fang Lang, but the crack between the two barriers of the world had already been completely healed.

The figure of the graceful female sword fairy disappeared.

Just as she came mysteriously, now she is walking mysteriously.

Chao Xiaojian was suspended in the air, without any protection, allowing the heavy rain to wash over his body, and the rain dripped from his chin.

Chao Xiaojian was a little lost.

He felt Xuanyuan Taihua's sword qi fluctuations remaining between the heavens and the earth, and after a long time, Fang exhaled a suffocating breath.

"Go away again."

"It's a pity, after all, I haven't been able to meet the head sister."

"What is it that can make Senior Sister give up Jian Shuzong and stay alone in the world of demons and not return?"

Fang Lang looked at Chao Xiaojian in a daze, couldn't help but open his mouth, telling something out, and telling it slowly.

For example, ~www.ltnovel.com~ Xuanyuan Taihua personally agreed to accept Fang Lang as his disciple. For another example, Xuanyuan Taihua asked Fang Lang to pull out the remaining three swords, the lotus wheel, and the lotus.

The sadness on Chao Xiaojian's face disappeared, no matter what, at least he knew that Senior Sister in charge was not dead, this was good news.

As for the senior sister in charge of wandering in the world of demons, and having sects and unable to return, there must be difficulties!

Otherwise, who wants to wander in a foreign land and never return for ten years?

Chao Xiaojian didn't know the reason, but he believed that Senior Sister in charge was definitely carrying pressure that he didn't know.

The only thing he can do is to do his best to keep Jianshu Sect so that it will not fall into the top ten sects.

Dang Xiaojian the rain on his body and smiled freely.

Pulling Fang Lang, toward the position where the two world barriers were healed, toward the female sword fairy who seemed to be behind the barriers, full of sadness, looking at the thousands of miles away in Datang.

Hand in hand.