Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Li Liancheng was at a loss.

With one move, just one move, he lost to Fang Lang, the young ant boy whom he had always looked down on before.

After a long time, this young man grew from his original weakness to the point where he was defeated by one move.

This is the monster!

Is this the waver of this era?

There is a feeling of depression in my heart, but more of it is still depressed.

Li Liancheng found out that he was wrong. He used to be aloof, but he relied on his blood, his mentality as a son of the royal family.

If the royal bloodline and the identity of the royal child were cleared away, he would not have any arrogant capital in front of Fang Lang.

The torrential rain washed down, and the freezing rain seemed to follow his skin and soak into his bone marrow.

Li Liancheng suddenly realized that he didn't seem to hate Fang Lang as much as he thought.

Because, what is Fang Lang hated by him?

Fang Lang was able to rise from the end of the era, and Li Liancheng... is indeed far from it.

He is not worthy to compare with Fang Lang.

Figured this out.

Li Liancheng suddenly felt that his heavy heart, at this moment, seemed to have a heavy burden, quietly let go.

The jealousy and hatred in the past were so ridiculous to Li Liancheng at this time.

Perhaps it is the death of man, and many things have been seen.

The world became silent in Li Liancheng's ears.

There was no sound, or he could not hear any sound.

Even if the world is washing with torrential rain, even if the sound of rain falls, it resounds endlessly.

However, Li Liancheng could no longer hear any sound.

Li Liancheng understood that he was about to follow in Li Tianlin's footsteps.

In Li Liancheng's eyes blurred by the rain, only a figure remained. Above the rain curtain, the figure floating in the sky, the figure with a sharp flying sword floating all over the body.

The most romantic young man in this class.

The **** water spread out from Li Liancheng's quarrel, and then was washed away by the rain.

"You shouldn't kill me."

Li Liancheng shouted with difficulty.

He couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears that blurred his eyes.

"Kill me, Tielu will not let you go... You killed Li Tianlin, and you kill me again, it is tantamount to cutting off Tielu's food source. Tielu will truly riot. If you don't kill you, never stop.

"This is what Ashinuoshan wants to see!"

"Asiluo Mountain...At this moment, it is already under the border of Chang'an soldiers. Once the Iron Law riots, Chang'an will be torn open a huge hole."

"Asiluoshan will take this opportunity to tear this hole apart and let Chang'an fall apart under his iron hoof!"

Li Liancheng shouted hoarsely.

His voice agitated in the rainstorm between heaven and earth.

There was silence among those who looked around.

No one answered him.

In the void, Fang Lang went down with his sword and landed beside Li Liancheng, his white clothes dyed with scarlet blood, hunting and flying in the rainstorm, so shocking.

"Thousands of blame and all sins lie with you, why do Fang Lang do it for us?"

"I knew so."

"Why in the first place."

Fang Lang looked at Li Liancheng, who seemed to arouse ridiculous patriotism, holding the Obsidian Sword, and said lightly.

Li Liancheng's voice suddenly stopped.

The resurgence of light in his eyes, at this moment, fell silent again.

Li Liancheng stared at Fang Lang with dull eyes.

Fang Lang's shadow continued to enlarge in his pupils, as if covering his bleak life.

"Have fun."

On Li Liancheng Road, he didn't think he could escape, so he was simply incomparable.

Fang Lang looked at Li Liancheng faintly, his mouth curled slightly.

"I do not."

Li Liancheng: "..."

His mentality is a bit exploded!

Wouldn't it work for me to be happy?

"We, Fang Lang, are not a prudent person. As the prince, you have a distinguished status. It stands to reason that you should be happy..."

"However, I think it's too cheap to give you pleasure. Of course, you still have to die. I will slowly delay you, slowly slash you, cut you, and play with you..."

Li Liancheng trembled all over.

Fuck! devil!

Fang Lang... is the devil!

Killing Li Liancheng will arouse Tie Li's reaction?

Fang Lang naturally knew.

But is he afraid?

When he was weak, Fang Lang dared to kill Li Tianlin. Now, why does Fang Lang dare not kill Li Liancheng?

"But... I ask you a question, you answer it, and I'll take it easy for you."

Fang Lang said seriously.

"You ask." Li Liancheng had no gods in his eyes.

"What is the last name of the five princesses."

Ok? !

Li Liancheng was startled.

This special mother's is also a problem?

After that, Li Liancheng blushed, as if he had suffered a great insult!

A face became extremely red!

"You are insulting me!"

Li Liancheng gritted his teeth, his surname is Li, what else could his sister have?

This Fang Lang... asked knowingly!

Just looking for an opportunity to humiliate him Li Liancheng!

Before killing... but also punish your heart!

vicious!

"Well, I'm just humiliating you, do you answer or not..."

Fang Lang lifted the Obsidian Sword, brushed his fingers lightly, and the Obsidian Sword shook slightly.

Fang Lang still remembered the young girl he had seen in Prince Wu's Mansion, that talented evildoer, the extremely awkward figure, the fifth princess of the Tang Dynasty.

With Fang Lang's current cultivation base and strength, he could have ignored the fifth princess, because he didn't need to bind a fifth princess.

However, Fang Lang realized the benefits of blood.

The demon Chiyun and the demon saint Bai Ling, after their blood was revived, brought their strength soaring.

This gave Fang Lang a huge impact, and it also allowed Fang Lang to taste the benefits.

Chi Yun has the blood of the Demon Emperor, and the saint Bai Ling has the blood of the Demon Emperor.

What about the holy emperor? !

As the number one person in the Tang Dynasty, the Saint Emperor's blood... is absolutely impossible to be weaker than the Demon Emperor and the Demon Emperor.

And the performance of Li Tianlin and Li Liancheng...too disappointed Fang Lang, not like the performance of a heir to the strongest.

As heirs of the holy prince, they are not worthy of comparison with Chi Yun and Bai Ling.

Therefore, Fang Lang felt that the one who truly inherited the blood of the Holy Emperor...maybe someone else.

The holy emperor has one hand, and Fang Lang... has to steal this hand away!

Now Fang Lang's strength has increased and he can bind to the Ninth Stage Realm.

However, if the storm is precarious today, it is not very useful to bind the ordinary Ninth Stage.

Even the ninth rank like Chao Xiaojian is not very helpful.

Unless you can bind Xuanyuan Taihua, Shenghuang and other detachments, but binding such powerful people is tantamount to idiotic dreams.

Therefore, Fang Lang felt that he might have to find another way.

Take the investment route.

A person who is at its best will always give people unimaginable surprises.

Besides, Fang Lang has an instinct, bound to these five princesses, it must be right.

"Hahahaha...Fang Lang!"

"I, Li Liancheng, didn't hate you anymore, but you...really hated!"

Li Liancheng laughed miserably, with tears in his laughter.

Humiliation, insult.

He has always looked down on the sick and weak fifth sister, and Fang Lang used the fifth sister to insult him. He needs to borrow the name of the fifth sister to ask for a happy one in Fang Lang's hands!

The harm is not high, and the insulting is very strong!

"The world of the Tang Dynasty... the five emperors of the royal family... the last name is Li... the name is... Lanling!"

"You are so satisfied!!!"

Li Liancheng roared.

"Li Lanling...good name." Fang Lang murmured, his smile gradually disappearing.

A heart move is to let the system begin to bind.

Because Fang Lang's cultivation base had already surpassed Li Lanling, the binding speed was very fast, and it didn't take much time.

The heavy rain kept falling, Fang Lang looked at the roaring Li Liancheng blankly.

Since he promised to give him a happy one.

Then you won't break your promise.

He Fanglang, he promised.

The obsidian sword fell suddenly.

Pouch!

The rain all over the world, at this moment, suddenly stagnated!

The sharp obsidian sword poured directly into Li Liancheng's neck, severing the carotid artery, cutting the blood vessel, and puncturing the neck and cervical vertebrae.

Li Liancheng has not yet entered the Ninth Rank, and has not yet condensed his spirit.

Therefore, such death is real death.

Li Liancheng's pupils became gray and defeated, with a touch of relief in the gray defeat.

The rain poured on his face, flowing continuously along the side of his cheek, like endless tears of regret.

His eyes had never been closed, as if they would never be closed.

Li Liancheng.

dead.

...

...

"hiss!!!"

In the void, Li Zhengyang carried his hands on his back, and couldn't help taking a breath.

Seeing that Fang Lang actually shot down the sword without hesitation, he stabbed Li Liancheng to death.

The scalp is also numb.

The disciple Taihua is really cruel!

However, when Li Zhengyang recalled Fang Lang's experience along the way, he knew why Fang Lang was so cruel.

Because his heart was not cruel, Fang Lang might have died long ago.

A long sigh came from Li Zhengyang's mouth.

I don't know if I am feeling Li Liancheng's death, or feeling the change of Fang Lang.

No matter what, Li Liancheng died after all, and was beheaded by Fang Lang with a single sword.

The punishment of Iron Law is about to come!

When Li Zhengyang thought of this, his expression couldn't help being grim.

He raised his eyes and looked at Chang'an as if looking through the stagnant rain in the sky.

Iron Law... Maybe it's going to riot!

The chaos is like eternal night...

Coming soon!

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...

Changan!

The long sound of the horn came from the long tube of beast teeth, surging between the heaven and the earth.

The sound of war drums sounded like thunder!

On the ancient and mottled city wall, the soldiers of Chang'an City were covered in armour one after another, and under Chang'an City, rows of soldiers lined up, holding long battles and heavy weights, and lined up in square arrays!

Datang soldiers are good at fighting, they are not afraid of fighting.

Because of the holy emperor's actions, the spirit of practice prevails, so no warrior will be afraid of war!

Asilaoshan pulled the reins and stared at Chang'an City.

Staring at the army under Chang'an City.

That was the army of the Great Tang, the strongest tiger and wolf division in the Great Tang, and it was not easy to break into it.

Asilao Mountain can be like a broken bamboo along the way, but it is not easy to easily win Chang'an, the center of Datang, and success or failure is all in this one move!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The heavy beating of war drums blasted in my ears.

On the wall of Chang'an City ~www.readwn.com~ there is a burly figure, dressed in armor and a red cloak, standing at the head of the city, just like a giant beast from the wild, with an imposing momentum like a mountain!

Black clouds swept from above the sky, covering most of the sky.

And as this person appeared in the tower.

Inside and outside Changan, the pupils of countless strong men shrank.

Asilaoshan's whole body was involuntarily mobilized.

Sitting in the big sedan chair at the barracks, the curtains cover the figure of the detached and powerful Zhao Taifeng of the Dao Sect, also slowly opening his eyes.

Under the city of Chang'an, sergeants all over the city roared to the sky!

The fighting spirit is high, and the army is in the mountains!

Nothing else, just because...

King Wu, take command again today!

ps: Are there any tickets?