Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Datang world.

Changan.

Inside and outside the ancient city, everything is precarious, and the battle is approaching, with boundless depression, covering the inside and outside of the city.

The people are hiding at home, afraid to go out, and don't dare to show up.

The people were very confused at the moment. For the extremely prosperous Tang Dynasty, the situation suddenly turned into a halt for unknown reasons, and even a large army of rebellion hit Chang'an City.

This is a situation that Datang has never had in these years.

For a while, people were panicked. Fortunately, King Jiang Wu, the God of War of the Tang Dynasty, took the lead personally, guarding in front of the Chang'an City Tower and confronting the rebels. This relieved the hearts of the people in Chang'an.

Royal palace.

Ministers gathered in the palace one after another.

The eldest prince Li Tianlin died, and Li Liancheng defected. Now in the palace, the remaining royal bloodlines are the second prince and the fifth princess.

The second prince had brain problems, so naturally he could not be championed to deal with affairs. Therefore, the royal bloodline that ministers can support now is only the five princesses.

It is a pity that the fifth princess was poisoned with Gu, and her body was weak, and she was also sick.

The officials sighed, this great Tang...what evil did the royal bloodline have undergone such a big change.

In the conference hall, Lu Taixuan and other ministers gathered here one after another.

The officials discussed and analyzed the situation.

Outside Asilaoshan was approaching the city with soldiers, and it was impossible for the ministers not to panic.

After all, things were a little bit wrong this time. It was the first time for Datang Unity to be beaten under Chang'an for the first time in so many years.

What's more, the rebellion this time was different.

It was Mount Asilao, the number one master of the alien race, who rebelled in the army. He also united the detachment of the Dao Sect, Yuandangu, Sihuanlou, Yunxiaozong and other sects, as well as the Ninth-Rank master.

It can be said that the strong are like clouds.

The rebels are strong and strong, and the top masters are also daunting. In this situation, how can the officials be at ease.

The fifth princess Li Lanling sat quietly without interrupting. She still listened quietly to the discussion of the courtiers, coughing from time to time, and behaved very weak in front of the courtiers.

Zaifu Lu Taixuan glanced at the fifth princess, stroked his beard and drank gourd wine, but smiled.

suddenly.

The entire palace shuddered slightly.

The discussion of Qunchen came to an abrupt end.

The fifth princess, who was covering her lips and coughing, also froze, suddenly raised her head and looked in the direction of Tai Chi Palace.

But I saw that on the roof covered with glazed tiles of Tai Chi Palace, there was a **** brilliance released.

A magnificent voice agitated.

As if thousands of ancient temples made noises at the same time.

But... Iron Law is born again!

Outside the conference hall.

The second prince silly and silly, running like crying and laughing.

"Two and two are dead, and two and two are also dead, so much that two and two are dead...Where is Fifth and Five?"

"Where is Fifty-Five?"

The second prince was crying and making trouble, and the maidservant **** followed with a panic face.

The fifth princess hurriedly walked out of the conference hall and waved to the second prince in the corridor. The second prince approached and pulled Li Lanling's sleeve to stop crying.

But the officials completely exploded the pot!

The eyes are full of incredible.

Zaifu Lu Taixuan drank the wine, the wine entered his throat, but it became dull and tasteless.

He stared at the hanging iron law, his eyes filled with sighs.

The eldest prince Li Tianlin is dead.

Today, Li Liancheng is also dead.

Who killed it?

Who else can it be?

Lu Taixuan sighed, and the wagging white figure flashed in his eyes.

He had never thought that that young man would actually disturb the world of Tang Dynasty, such a situation changes.

Li Lanling also looked complicated.

She stayed for so long, and as a result, the two princes died.

But, does she still have the meaning to go on?

Li Lanling looked at Tai Chi Palace, then turned his head and patted the second prince on the head.

At last.

Li Lanling raised his head, staring into the distance in a daze.

The looking direction is the direction of Maizong.

She didn't know what was going on, suddenly there was a figure that didn't intersect deeply in her heart.

...

...

The iron law rising from the sky above the imperial city naturally caused changes.

The sky above the entire imperial city seemed to become dark clouds.

In the iron law, there seems to be a horrible existence that is roaring, lamenting the demise of the royal blood, and also lamenting the fall of the three princes.

Buzzing...

Suddenly, in the iron law, endless blood bursts out.

Subsequently, a shocking picture was reflected.

In the picture, what appeared was the picture of Fang Lang piercing Li Liancheng's throat with a sword.

One sword seals the throat.

Kill the prince with one sword.

At this moment, both inside and outside Chang'an are attracted by the turbulent images of iron law.

Everyone saw the picture reflected by the Iron Law Firm.

"Li Liancheng is dead...Fang Lang actually killed it again!"

"The deaths of the first prince and the third prince are all related to Fang Lang!"

"Tie Li... won't let him go, right?"

"Last time Xuanyuan Taihua was resisted by him, what about this time? No one will stop him this time, he will die!"

...

The whole Changan boiled instantly.

People in the arena, or martial arts masters, all made an uproar.

The champion of the new division was killed by Tielu Town for punishing the prince.

This is too funny and too ironic.

Concubine Pei raised her head lazily on the shore of Taihu Lake, her eyebrows frowned slightly as she watched the image reflected by Tie Lu with her beautiful eyes.

In the city of Chang'an.

On the top of the tallest Goulan pavilion.

Sitting cross-legs toward Xiaojian, with a three-foot green front on his legs, his eyes raised slightly.

On Chang'an City.

Wu Wang Jiang Wushen was as burly as a devil, and glanced at the hanging iron law.

Outside the city.

Asilaoshan, Zhao Taifeng and others in the sedan chair were all staring at Tie Lü, and the corners of their mouths gradually opened. Fang Lang killed Li Liancheng after all and fell into his trap!

Asilaoshan naturally will not let go of this opportunity.

He raised his hand sharply and slapped it outright.

"Siege!"

Seize the turbulent moment of the iron law and launch a siege war!

Since he chooses to rebel, there is no way out. You must conquer everything and let Datang change to a new dynasty. Only in this way can his Asilaoshan have a good end!

But the Holy Emperor is in trouble, Xuanyuan Taihua is not in Datang, but Jiang Wushen.

Asilaoshan is still very sure!

咚咚咚...

Inside and outside Chang'an, turbulence is endless, and the sound of ancient temples stretches for thousands of miles.

Amidst the bells of the ancient temple, the armies of Ashin Mountain shouted loudly and launched a rush to siege the ancient city of Chang'an.

In front of Chang'an City, the army that Jiang Wushen arranged also roared and hissed, resisted by a huge shield!

The military forces of the two armies burst out, and on the vast ground, it seems that there are two blood giants appearing, colliding and contending with each other!

Above the castle tower, Jiang Wushen slashed his horse, his cloak was flying, and the golden armor bloomed with golden light.

Below the city, Asiluo Mountain is riding a steed, holding a halberd obliquely, and his eyebrows are cold.

Both sides are not in a hurry to do it.

In the city.

Amidst the turmoil of the iron law, it turned into three regular arrows, tearing the territory of the Tang Dynasty, and whistling towards the end of the world.

At the moment when the iron law rules the arrow and shoots out.

Suddenly, endless scarlet light burst out of Asiluoshan's eyes.

In the next instant, Asilaoshan held a halberd, stepped into the air, and his momentum rose steadily.

the other side.

Jiang Wushen looked at the hands-on Asiluo Mountain, completely expressionless.

Holding a long knife, he stepped out of the city wall and climbed into the sky step by step.

"Those who commit the Tang Dynasty will be punished!"

The words fell, like a bell ringing in the ears of the world.

Among the army of Ashin Mountain.

The curtain of the sedan shook.

Zhao Taifeng was old-fashioned and dressed in a Taoist robe, but he was staring at Jiang Wushen, who was climbing from the tower to the sky.

There seemed to be hesitation in his eyes.

Is it... fraud?

Because, vaguely, he seemed to feel that Jiang Wushen's cultivation base was different from what he had imagined.

...

...

Shoo!

Three arrows, tearing apart the world of Datang is great!

Yunyan rolls were torn apart by three arrows, like the scratches of a beast!

Three shocking bloodstains were cracked like the skin of a tender and white girl!

Veins area.

The world is dead silent, as long as the continuous rainstorm is still neighing.

Everyone is holding their breath, feeling the oppression between heaven and earth!

The war between dense forests has long since ended.

With the fall and death of the third prince Li Liancheng, the old ministry of Ashinuo Mountain understood that this plan to encircle Fang Lang was completely ruined.

Even the soldiers did not even have the desire to continue fighting.

fighting?

How can this continue to fight?

Not a level opponent at all!

Therefore, the army was defeated, like a river bursting, the rushing water spreading in all directions.

Only the remains of the corpses all over the ground in the dense forest.

Fang Lang ignored these fleeing old parts of Asilao Mountain.

He is holding the obsidian sword, with four swords of Liansheng, Lianhui, Lianlun, and Guiyuan floating all over his body.

Fang Lang is waiting.

The killing of Li Liancheng would definitely lead to punishment by the iron law, which is beyond doubt.

Moreover, Fang Lang now feels the death crisis in the dark!

The last time Li Tianlin died, in a strict sense, it was killed by Xuanyuan Taihua.

Therefore, Xuanyuan Taihua was the big head that was punished by the iron law rules, and Fang Lang just got a little bit of his head.

However, this time is different.

Fang Lang was the one who killed Li Liancheng.

All the responsibilities and all the punishments need to be carried by Fang Lang alone!

Li Zhengyang hovered in the air, his expression was complicated, and there was a bit of emotion in the complexity.

He looked at Fang Lang who stood without fear and leaned on his sword.

"The mortal situation that Taihua wants, this time, I'm afraid it will be inevitable."

"Iron Law's punishment, in such a situation, if you change a Ninth-Rank, you will have to die!"

"I don't know if this is good or bad."

"Can this son really carry Taihua's expectations?"

Li Zhengyang had mixed feelings.

Suddenly.

With a move of his heart, he raised his eyes and looked, only to see the dark clouds in the sky being torn apart by shock!

In the thousands of exclamations from the disciples of Maizong.

You can see the end of the sky, and there seems to be three blood dragons roaring, dividing the mountains and rivers!

"coming!"

The iron law punishment that can't be avoided... is here!

Li Zhengyang's eyebrows congealed ~www.readwn.com~ and the next moment.

Li Zhengyang was stunned.

Something that stunned the world has happened!

Because Fang Lang, holding his sword, looked at the three iron-law blood arrows that were tearing through the world.

It was actually laughing loudly and kicking the obsidian sword that was leaning forward.

The obsidian sword shot out, and Fang Lang rose with the sword.

With his imperial sword rising, the thousands of raindrops that will fall are all stagnant and poured into the sky!

As if turned into thousands of sword energy, thunder thundered on the ground!

Fang Lang faced the killing of Tielu Town, without retreating.

It is like a peerless sword fairy, chic and suave.

Control ten thousand swords, hard and rigid!