Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

　　 Shushan, Jian Shuzong.

　　 Chao Xiaojian stood on the top of the mountain, and his open chest was constantly flying in the wind.

　　 was carrying a cracked sword around his waist, looking into the distance, with a touch of solemnity between his eyebrows.

　　 While he was drinking, he looked at the void, as if he wanted to see through the distance of time and space, and through the barriers of the world.

　　 "The battle for the pagoda is a battle between the sea of ​​Buddha and the world of demons..."

　　 "I don't know, what is the result now."

　　 "That kid Fang Lang got in, I don't know if he can change the ending."

　　 sighed at Xiaojian.

　　Fang Lang was taken by Master Ciyue to watch the Buddha Sea and participated in the battle for the pagoda. He naturally knew about this.

　　 But, in the battle for the pagoda, Chao Xiaojian, as the current head of Jianshu Sect, how could he not know?

　　He also knows the difficulty of the battle for the pagoda.

　　 After all, in these years, Guanfohai has often invited some talented talents to participate in the fight for the pagoda.

　　 "It's a pity, Fang Lang's cultivation base is only just entering the Fourth Stage...In the battle of the pagoda, the effect that can be achieved should not be great."

　　 "There is no way. Among the geniuses of rank 4 and lower in this class, An Fan can barely make up the number, but this An Fan happened to be in Linjiang City and was released to the slaughter."

　　 took a sip of wine at Xiaojian and couldn't help but smile.

　　He was laughing at Fang Lang's stinky temper, just like Senior Sister in charge.

"Finally, I don't bother to care about the outcome of the battle for the pagoda. Now, Zhao Taifeng of the Dao Sect has awakened and was born, and the three princes Li Liancheng gathered in Asilao Mountain in Xisai, and launched a mutiny... Datang is not peaceful Up."

　　 The light towards Xiaojian is very deep.

　　 In fact, with the smell of Chao Xiaojian, he also noticed some weirdness in the court.

　　 Moreover, he can feel this weirdness, and it seems to have a lot to do with his missing head sister.

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　　Perhaps, from the time Fang Lang's kid pulled out the Lianhui sword, the vortex that swept the entire Tang Dynasty had already begun to slowly rotate.

　　 The repeated trials of the eldest prince and the third prince.

　　The storms that have swept Chang'an from time to time have all explained in disguised form that there may have been some unknown changes in the depths of the Chang'an imperial city.

　　 drank all the wine towards the small sword, put his finger on the handle of the sword, and tapped it lightly, watching the sea of ​​clouds surging, converging his thoughts.

　　 In the next days, he won't go anywhere.

　　 will only stay in Jian Shuzong.

　　 The storm swept across, and Xuanyuan Taihua was the master of Jianshu Sect.

　　 Under this turmoil, Jian Shuzong was definitely unable to stay out of the matter.

　　……

　　……

　　 Cisse.

　　 Asilao Mountain stared at the huge monster portal with no expression on his face.

　　 His hair is flying, and his burly body is constantly agitated.

　　 For a long time, he walked into the demon que.

　　 The same day.

　　 Ashin Mountain walked out of the demon, he personally crossed the void, heading to one place after another, the military camps commanded by foreign generals stationed there.

　　 A military camp thousands of miles away from Cisse.

　　 A burly aura emerges above the sea of ​​clouds, and the tyrannical qi and blood are like flowing fire covering the sky and covering the sun.

　　 The army was in an uproar in the barracks.

　　 Song Xianzhi walked out in a silver armor and white cloak, looking up.

　　 His handsome face is full of deep eyes.

　　 "Asiluo Mountain...Is this day finally here?"

　　 Song Xianzhi sighed.

　　 "But, I am different from you..."

　　 Song Xianzhi rose into the air in one step, and the white cloak bloomed in the air like a white rose.

　　 Above the sea of ​​clouds, Song Xianzhi and Asiluo Mountain stand opposite each other, one is burly as a mountain, the other is elegant and handsome.

　　 The conversation between the two is beyond the ears of outsiders.

　　 But the generals in the barracks looked up one after another, and their hearts seemed to be pressed against the heavy mountains.

　　 For a long time, the clouds burst, and the terrifying blood gathered into a ghost like a devil.

　　 But seeing Asilaoshan glared.

　　 "You reject me?!"

　　 "With you and I joining hands, these mountains and rivers are all in your hands!"

　　 Asilao Shan said solemnly.

Under 　　, everyone said nothing.

　　 Song Xianzhi still sighed, however, after all, he was not speculative.

　　 Asilaoshan turned and left, turning into a stream of fire, tearing the sky apart.

　　 On this day, Ashin Mountain used an overhaul to continuously traverse the void, travel to various military camps, and connect with many foreign generals.

　　Asiluo Mountain, Song Xianzhi, Ge Shu Taihang These are the three great aliens of the Tang Dynasty who are like a cauldron.

　　 When everyone thought that these three tigers would join forces to defeat Tang.

　　Unexpectedly, Song Xianzhi and Ge Shu Taihang never agreed to the mutiny of Asilao Mountain.

　　 But nevertheless.

　　 Asilao is famous for supporting the three princes and conquering all the way, which has stirred up the world of Tang Dynasty and raged everywhere.

　　Moreover, in the army of Asilao Mountain, there are many powerful men from various sects gathered in it, like a hundred rivers into the sea, the scale of this army against Tang is getting bigger and bigger!

　　……

　　……

　　 Of course, Fang Lang, who was at the critical moment of the battle for the pagoda, knew nothing of all this.

　　 Even if I knew it, I wouldn’t care too much.

　　 After all, Fang Lang didn't think that with his own power, he could change this mutiny against Tang.

　　 above the vast sea.

　　 A dead silence.

　　 Only the waves are undulating, and the sound of the waves crashing, no one would have thought that the demon saint Bai Ling, a talented evildoer, it is rumored that Bai Ling, who has a talent close to the most sacred bone, would actually be defeated by Fang Lang!

　　 Viewing the Buddha Sea and the side of the monster powerhouse is impossible to guess.

　　 The demon world is silent, and his face is solemn. The demon saint Bai Ling is their killer, in line with the idea of ​​sweeping the younger generation of Guanfohai.

　　 As a result, the second scene was swept down!

　　The demon saint Bai Ling returned with her head down, her delicate face with a hint of embarrassment.

　　 After all, this battle for the pagoda is about a lot, but she still lost.

　　 However, even though she was defeated, Bai Ling, the saint of the demon race, did not feel too much resentment and disappointment, even a little satisfaction.

　　Fighting Fang Lang, she actually felt a different kind of satisfaction.

　　 is like a confidant of wine, the battle was hearty, at least, she fought her own style and showed what she had learned.

　　 Although it was a defeat, it was also a dignified defeat.

　　 Even, she has gained a lot of insight and knowledge in the communication with Fang Lang.

　　 So satisfying.

　　 Bai Ling has a faint smile on her delicate face.

　　 "The next game...I'll go."

　　 Demon Clan Demon Chi Yun, said.

He glanced at Bai Ling and said, "Bai Ling, you must have the belief that you must win in battle. You and Fang Lang had a good time in the battle, and it became a discussion of the theory of practice, which was weakened by him. If you have the intent to fight, you will lose."

　　 "If it were me, I would never make this mistake."

　　 Demon Chi Yun finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and then his eyes looked far away and fell on the body of Fang Lang standing on the undulating sea.

　　 can defeat the demon saint Bai Ling, indicating that the strength of this child is indeed not to be underestimated.

　　 However, this just aroused a sense of victory in Chi Yun's heart.

　　 It just so happened that Chi Yun also felt that he had a desire to confront Fang Lang for one or two times.

　　 This desire is inexplicable. When he wants to meet Fang Lang, Chi Yun's heart is a rare excitement, which has never happened before.

　　 Among his peers, even if he played against Bai Ling, Chi Yun would not have such emotions.

　　This one...a bit weird!

　　 The strong man in the monster world, he glanced at Demon Chi Yun, but didn't say anything.

　　 "Since His Royal Highness is going to make a move, it is naturally better. Your Highness will definitely win!"

　　 "His Royal Highness should have fought fiercely with the Buddhist disciple of Guanfohai for too long and consumes a lot of money before giving this child a chance."

　　 The strong man of the demon clan spoke.

　　 Demon Clan Demon's shot is also considered to give them a moment of reassurance.

　　 The demon saint Bai Ling rolled her eyes when she heard the words, but she didn't explain anything.

　　Fighting Fahe, in fact, Bai Ling didn't consume much, she was defeated by Fang Lang, and she was convinced.

　　 Of course, Bai Ling, the demon saint, is also very curious whether Chi Yun can win Fang Lang.

　　 Therefore, she watched with great interest, walked out of the back of the giant tortoise, and stepped into the demon Chiyun in the vast sea.

the other side.

　　 Looking at the Buddha Sea side, it was caught in a group of jubilation.

Won!

　　 Fang Lang actually won the demon saint!

　　 Even Master Ciyue finds it weird and inexplicable. After all, in Ciyue's eyes, Fang Lang still has a gap in strength with the demon saint.

　　 However, Fang Lang turned things around with a hearty victory!

　　Master Ciyue knew very well that what Fang Lang said, Fajue was his hole cards or something, it was all bullshit.

　　 If Fang Lang loses, then there is really no hope for this battle over the pagoda.

　　 However, Fang Lang actually won the demon saint.

　　 A satisfied smile appeared on Master Ciyue's face, watching the Buddha Sea... not yet defeated!

　　 Fang Lang, you can still fight!

The Fajue monk on the side of 　　, his complexion changed extremely solemnly.

　　 He geared up, taking deep breaths and exhaling deeply from time to time.

"stressed!"

"Fang Donor wins the next game first, and the next one is the Demon Race Demon Child. The Demon Race Demon Child is not weaker than the existence of the Demon Race Saint Maiden. "

　　 "However, even if the donor is defeated, he will do his best to consume the demon demon and create a chance for me to win the demon demon!"

　　 "It's really stressful! Donor Fang is right, I really have the hole card! The last hole card is to bear the pressure that others can't bear!"

　　 Fajue monk analyzes, the more he analyzes, he feels the heavier and heavier the responsibility on his shoulders.

　　 Master Ciyue on the side, listening to Fajue's muttering, couldn't help but turned his head and glanced at him.

　　 Fajue monk looked at Master Ciyue’s face, as if he saw the deep expectations and expectations in Master Ciyue’s eyes.

　　 "Master, I will work hard!"

　　 Grandmaster Ciyue smiled gently: "It's good if you are happy."

　　 Then, Master Ciyue's eyes turned to the vast sea.

　　 There, the water waves swept, and the storm will rise.

　　……

　　 Fang Lang stood on the surface of the sea, a white cloth, a sword box on his back, and a sword hidden in the box, as a sword fairy.

　　 Demon Chiyun, walking on the waves, the black armor on his body smashed the sea breeze.

　　 Above the vast sea, it seems that a solid road has been opened, leading directly to the feet of the devil Chi Yun, as if there is a black monster agitation, like a black tiger, above the vast sea, roaring sea and sky.

　　 Fang Lang grasped the hilt of the obsidian sword in the box, and slowly pulled it out, the sound of a clear sword sound, like a split eardrum.

　　 Fang Lang's heart shook slightly, and he was also a little serious.

　　 Demon Clan Demon Chi Yun, who specializes in the physical body, is invincible, unparalleled in blood and blood, even more difficult than Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan.

　　Because the demon Chi Yun's combat power may be even more terrifying.

　　 Time seems to freeze, and the waves no longer roll.

　　 Demon Chi Yun walked in front of Fang Lang, facing Fang Lang, raised his hand and clasped his fists.

　　 "Mozu Chi Yun, please advise."

　　 is quite polite, but not too domineering.

　　 Fang Lang is also holding his fist: "Watch the Buddha Sea, Fang Lang."

　　 Now that Fang Lang represents Guanfohai in this battle for pagodas, he is naturally also the name of the Buddha.

　　 "You can defeat Bai Ling, you are indeed a bit weird, even your spirit and cultivation are constantly rising in the battle, indeed...somewhat terrifying, indeed there are enchanting postures."

　　 "This battle, I will go all out."

　　 Demon Chi Yun, said.

　　 "I will do my best."

　　 Fang Lang held the Obsidian sword, pinched the sword with his fingers, and wiped the void.

　　 Start up as sword thunder!

With a whistling, the Guiyuan Sword rushed out of the sword box, whistling the sword, crashing into the clouds, and countless thunder snakes swallowed and wrapped around the sword, like a poisonous snake staring at its opponent outside the world, spitting out letters. !

　　 With Fang Lang’s current spirit, the sword thunder used by Fang Lang cannot be underestimated. In the same level, any underestimated person will be killed by thunder!

　　 will pay for it!

　　 Chi Yun's eyes condensed, the countless red light behind him was flourishing, his blood rolled, his body actually began to swell and became extremely huge.

　　 He clenched his fist, fierce like a blood tiger!

　　 Fang Lang held the Obsidian Sword, his eyes gleaming, with a bit of anticipation and excitement.

　　 Then, using the active ability of the system, the fetters are superimposed!

The breath on 　　 was rising steadily.

　　Although the spiritual mind was consumed, Fang Lang urged Ni Wen's bloodline talent and quickly restored the spiritual mind.

　　 This time, he is dominated by the **** of the devil.

The qi and blood on 　　 also began to grow stronger and become terrifying!

　　 The sea is restless and restless.

　　 "War!"

　　 Demon Chi Yun frowned, and his incomparable body suddenly turned into a **** glow.

　　 is like a tiger running wildly on the sea!

　　 Boom!

　　 The gale was suppressed, and in an instant, the devil Chiyun appeared in front of Fang Lang, raising his fist and crashing down!

　　咚 a loud noise!

　　 Fang Lang actually retracted the sword into the box, folded his arms into a cross, and resisted the punch!

　　 For an instant, the sea surface under Fang Lang's feet directly exploded and sank, like an inverted bowl!

　　 Fang Lang's white robe was instantly torn apart by the thousands of winds that erupted from the devil's body, revealing a sturdy body, flying across the sea.

　　 pulled out a tumbling white wave!

　　 It's hard to get rid of for a long time!

　　 Fang Lang stabilized his figure, with no joy or sorrow on his face, clenching his fists with both hands and pushing out horizontally.

　　 "Fight again!"

　　 After that, I stepped on it with one step, and the blood on my body rose one after another!

　　 Demon Chi Yun tilted his head, and for a moment he was in a daze. He seemed to be on Fang Lang and saw his own shadow!

　　 However, he shook his head quickly to get rid of this feeling!

　　To fight, one must have the belief that he must win. This son is not as good as him!

　　Furthermore, Fang Lang won Bai Ling before, because he kept talking and communicating during the battle.

　　 This weakened Bai Ling's vision of victory and defeat, which led to Bai Ling's failure.

　　 He Chiyun, he would never discuss and exchange martial arts with Fang Lang during the battle!

　　 definitely not!

　　 Demon Chi Yun stepped down and said with a long whistle, demon, blood, and tumbling into blood tigers, and flew out above the sea.

　　 Fang Lang didn't avoid it, his eyes flickered, and his martial arts cultivation level is now only a third rank, but after adding Chi Yun's strength, at this moment, he can understand some martial arts fighting skills and so on in the battle.

　　咚!

　　 If the two do not dodge, they collide with each other!

　　 is actually very close to each other!

　　 The two fought fiercely in the vast sea. Although they had endured most of the collision force of the confrontation, the spreading aftermath and the suppressed and raging thunder on the sky, tearing clouds and currents, exploded on the sea.

　　 Like a dragon and tiger gathering, the thunder dragon and the blood tiger are full of magic!

　　 This battle is fierce and dazzling!

　　 Looking at the Buddha Sea, Fahe and Fajue's eyes are shining, and their hearts are surging.

　　Especially the monk Fahe, the monk who observes the Buddha and the sea, cultivates physique, cultivates qi and blood, but never thought that Fang Lang has achieved this with the qi and blood.

　　This one...It's a monster!

　　 On the other side, the powerhouses in the monster world have different looks, and Bai Ling, the saint of the monster race, is even more pleasantly surprised!

　　 In this battle, her heart is surging to watch!

　　 an hour!

　　 Two hours!

　　 The scorching sun fades, and the moon rises!

　　 The two are still clashing, still colliding, fierce and dazzling!

　　 Boom!

　　 The two blasted each other, I don’t know how many punches.

　　 The armor covering the body of Demon Clan Demon Chi Yun began to be full of cracks.

　　 But Fang Lang's aura is getting stronger and stronger, his eyes are like a torch, like a fire, like a rising sun!

　　 The two fell separately, and the sea was pulled out of white waves like a dragon.

　　 Fang Lang stood, panting slightly, bullying his chest away, with a warm smile on his face, sweating profusely, and said: "As expected of the demon demon, he is unparalleled in physique, and all kinds of fighting methods are really direct to my soul!"

　　 "However, I am a little confused on the way of qi and blood, I don't know...Can Brother Chi Yun give some pointers?!"

　　 Fang Lang smiled and spoke.

　　 The words came out.

　　 Chi Yun frowned.

　　In the distance, the corner of Bai Ling's mouth raised, here it is!

here we go again!

　　 This familiar feeling, communicate in battle!

　　 Chi Yun's eyes condensed, and he did not respond to Fang Lang, but clenched his fist, instantly turned his blood into a tiger, and flew out again!

　　 In the battle, you must have the belief that you will win, and don't be affected by Fang Lang's martial arts exchanges!

　　 This son is affecting his fighting belief and wants to obliterate his fighting spirit!

　　 Stop talking!

　　嘭!

　　 Fang Lang helplessly, once again fights with the demon demon Chi Yun, the wind and thunder are rolling, the sea is floating and sinking!

　　 However, Fang Lang gritted his teeth.

　　 "System, use enchanted cards!"

　　 "Enchant objects, Chi Yun!"

　　Enchant card for one use.

　　Fang Lang seemed to have a phantom behind him, and he shot simultaneously with Fang Lang.

　　 The demon Chiyun who was fighting Fang Lang's eyes couldn't help but shrink!

　　Because he discovered that this phantom was actually like him seven or eighth!

　　 Also, Chi Yun discovered some of his martial arts in the process of confronting Fang Lang!

　　 The blood tiger roars in rage!

　　 Demon Fist!

　　 Demon Lord's Sky Splitting Fist!

　　 Great Demon Strike!

　　 Even... his magic boxing magic!

　　 Many of these are the tactics and divine intentions that Chi Yun has cultivated for many years before he has comprehended and comprehended!

　　 "Impossible!"

　　 Demon Clan Chi Yun's face changed drastically, Fang Lang is not a trivial human clan, how could he understand his fist!

　　 Even, Chi Yun's heart suddenly surged. If he can communicate with Fang Lang, maybe his fist will be able to go to the next level!

　　 "No! Don't forget his routine, he wants to obliterate my fighting spirit!"

　　 "Don't communicate with him! Everything is fake!"

　　 "He is just a human race, he knows the fist of the demon!"

　　 Demon Clan Demon Chi Yun gritted his teeth and kept warning himself!

　　 However, Fang Lang smiled genially and kept asking questions during the confrontation.

　　 As if scratching his head and posing, as if beckoning and shouting, come, come...

　　 Finally ~www.ltnovel.com~ The Mozu demon still couldn't help but curiosity. After the fight with one punch, the two slipped out of the sea by a hundred meters, facing each other far away.

　　 Fang Lang's expression remained as usual, and he once again expressed his doubts about the Demon God Fist. This doubt happened to hit Chi Yun's heart.

　　 "Fart! Demon Fist doesn't understand what you do!"

　　 Chi Yundao.

　　 Fang Lang's eyes lit up, and he smiled: "Oh, what's your opinion about Brother Chi Yun?"

The Demon Clan Demon Chi Yun, clenched his fist, spoke slowly, expressing his understanding of the Demon Fist, Fang Lang also spoke at the right time, mixed with his understanding of this fist, the two talked more and more enthusiastically, finally, Fight together again, vent your understanding with boxing, and communicate with boxing!

　　While fighting, they are also talking about each other's ideas!

　　In the distance, Bai Ling, the saint of the demon race, saw it, her delicate face could not help but a touch of disgust appeared.

　　 At this moment, the demon Chi Yun's previous persistence has long been thrown behind the clouds.

　　 Chi Yun at the moment only feels.

　　 Fight with Fang Lang, communicate with Fang Lang, still happy, so hi!

　　 is...unexplainable...weirdly comfortable!

　　 There is a kind of faint... feeling of sympathy!

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