Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

What does Fang Lang want to do?

Control Wanjian and rush towards Tielu!

Before Tielu came to him, he took the lead in attacking, intending to fight Tielu with his own strength?

This is a provocation to Tie Li!

At this moment, everyone in the world was shocked.

Even the Sect Master Li Zhengyang was stunned, he is a lunatic!

You are a disciple of Xuanyuan Taihua, not Xuanyuan Taihua himself!

Hard Anti-Iron Law...

Not detached, where does this courage come from? !

Even if he changed him to Li Zhengyang, he did not have the courage to resist the iron law...

Even veteran and transcendent powerhouses like Zhao Taifeng did not have the courage to resist the iron law.

What is the iron law?

That is the foundation of Datang's world, the rules, and the supreme rules!

As a Datang imperial clan, Li Zhengyang has heard of many secrets, iron rules... not a good thing!

Although the Iron Law has incomparable power, to control this power, every generation of the royal family must spend great effort on the Iron Law, otherwise, it will easily cause the lives of people to be overwhelmed, and the world will collapse!

I don’t know when it was born.

However, the royal families of the past dynasties used the blood of their heirs to water the iron law, and only for this can they consolidate the world.

Some royal families who refused to pour the iron law and wanted to change the iron law ended up in a disintegration, the country was destroyed!

It is precisely this point that Li Zhengyang understands, and then he understands Fang Lang's madness!

However, Li Zhengyang soon figured it out. He shook his head and sighed.

"Kill Li Liancheng, Tie Lü will come to find it sooner or later. Anyway, I can't hide it. It's better to take the initiative to attack, but it will win a reputation."

call out!

A sound of breaking through the air resounded.

The graceful woman, Yan Keqing hovered beside Li Zhengyang, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and said, "Master, are you going to watch this son be killed by the iron law?"

"The prince won't make a move? He is a disciple of Xuanyuan Taihua."

Yan Keqing squinted and said.

Li Zhengyang suddenly smiled bitterly when he heard the words: "I'm a fart."

"The blood of the royal family is flowing in my body. Once I take it...it will only anger the iron law more and more. When that time...the whole vein sect will be razed to the ground!"

He raised his eyes and looked at Fang Lang, who rushed towards Tielu's Fang Lang with wind and rain ten thousand swords in his arms, and let out a long breath.

"It's a pity, if you want to cultivate this child's heart to death, you don't want him to find death."

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Fang Lang's imperial obsidian sword, covered in blood, was hunting and hunting.

At this moment, Fang Lang seemed to understand something.

Although no one explained to him what he needed to draw the fourth sword, Fang Lang was not stupid, he could guess something from all the signs.

Li Zhengyang, as the Sect Master and the prince of the Datang imperial clan, watched Fang Lang slay Li Liancheng indifferently.

And killing Li Liancheng is bound to arouse Tie Li's anger.

Li Zhengyang should know all this, but he didn't stop it.

This is tantamount to making Fang Lang look for death.

With Li Liancheng's life, Fang Lang's life...

Fang Lang doesn't know whether Li Zhengyang is good or bad, but what is certain is that the requirements and conditions for pulling the last lotus sword might be... related to death.

The Lotus Death Sword, as the last sword, was also the sword Xuanyuan Taihua kept in Maizong specially.

Perhaps it is necessary to realize death to be qualified to pull out.

Smell death...

The wind is whizzing, Fang Lang's sword rises, the sky is heavy rain, every drop of rain is smudged by the sword aura, and it turns into Fang Lang's sword.

There are two kinds of Fang Lang's intentions.

One is the time sword intent inherited from Xuanyuan Taihua, and the other is the sword intent of ten thousand swords taught by the system.

Time sword intent, in the process of drawing the four swords of reincarnation of life and death, is constantly growing.

And along the way, Fang Lang's sword intent had also grown substantially.

The growth of mind represents the improvement of strength.

Even if the power of the fettered object is not superimposed, Fang Lang's own cultivation base should have entered the sixth rank now.

And Fang Lang's sixth-rank strength is definitely not weaker than the ordinary seventh-rank, because...Fang Lang has two intentions for enlightenment.

The world is whistling.

The sky was glowing with blood red, like a fire cloud, slowly sweeping over.

The sky changed because of three arrows shot from Chang'an.

That is the judgment of the iron law.

under.

Ni Wen and Jiang Linglong looked nervously and worriedly, and the disciples of Maizong and the strong were shocked and admired.

Looking at Fang Lang, who is driving back ten thousand swords as if riding the wind, he seems to be watching the rise of a legend!

The world is dead silent.

Everyone looked up at the sky, watching Fang Lang rush towards Tie Lu.

It's like watching a pantomime.

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The oppression brought by the iron law is extremely terrifying!

The three iron laws crossed the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, tearing through the sky of the sea of ​​clouds, and before they approached, Fang Lang felt locked in.

Like being targeted by the whole world!

The feeling of death enveloped Fang Lang's whole body!

This time, it wasn't the little trouble that injured Li Liancheng before, nor was it the cup of soup that Xuanyuan Taihua got when he was fighting the iron law hard!

This time the iron law oppression, Fang Lang has full authority to bear!

Bang bang bang!

The flying sword made by countless raindrops exploded in the air!

Explode into dense raindrops, blast into misty gouache!

The sky seems to be shrouded in gray!

Before getting close to the Tielu Arrow, Wan Jian began to explode!

This is not a confrontation at the same level at all. In Li Zhengyang's eyes, Fang Lang is working as a car in Tang's arm, knowing nothing about life and death.

And in fact, it is indeed the case!

However, what Li Zhengyang didn't know was that Fang Lang was not unsure. Fang Lang was still a little sure of resisting the iron law!

Shoo!

An arrow drew near.

Fang Lang felt that the world was silent, at this moment, time and space seemed to be torn apart!

The endless darkness envelops him, like eternal night!

The arrow kept zooming in and zooming out in front of Fang Lang's eyes!

In an instant!

The arrow twisted into a **** figure.

The figure stepped out in one step, the world was roaring, countless clouds swept over it, and with a slight movement, the heaven and the earth changed color!

That is Tianwei, as if the whole world is overwhelming the body!

Fang Lang understood for the first time how much pressure Xuanyuan Taihua had when he resisted the iron law!

It's... inhuman!

However, at this moment, Fang Lang's eyes burst into light!

Yang Tian laughed, and the obsidian sword at his feet fell into his hands.

Holding the sword obliquely, the sword was held flat in front of his chest.

"What about Iron Law? Have the ability...Shoot me with one arrow!"

Fang Lang is provoking!

It is a provocation to take the lead in Yujian rushing to Tielu.

Verbal abuse is provocation.

Holding the obsidian sword, and slowly passing it forward, it is also a provocation!

"Hahahaha!"

"arrow."

"Come!"

"Come to my head!"

The sound of provocative words swayed the clouds!

far away.

Li Zhengyang, Yan Keqing, two top powerhouses, were dumbfounded, this young man...Isn't he a lunatic?

In the void, there was also a vaguely surprised pupil.

The three **** arrows in succession seemed to be irritated!

Blood is flourishing!

It seems that the rules are overlapping.

In the end, it turned into a burly, scarlet figure, and the figure descended into the world like a scarlet god, with endless blood flowing in the eyes!

Holding an arrow is like holding a spear!

Over the Maizong, Li Zhengyang's pupils shrank, pale in amazement.

Looking at the scarlet figure, his expression was extremely complicated: "Holy Emperor..."

This burly scarlet figure was actually the appearance of a holy emperor, but, between his faces, there was no popularity, like a killing machine with no emotions!

Fang Lang hadn't seen the true face of the holy emperor, even if he knew it, he didn't care.

Because Fang Lang knew that what was in front of him was not a holy emperor at all, it was just a ray of rules!

A rule to punish him!

That being the case, what is his kindness!

He handed out the obsidian sword, full of sword aura, sword intent, and his spirit burst out!

Wanjian Jianyi has four realms.

Body sword, heart sword, human sword are one, ten thousand swords return to the sect!

Body sword is five ranks, heart sword is six ranks, human swords are combined into one seven ranks, and ten thousand swords belong to the eighth rank!

Although Fang Lang got the inheritance of Xuanyuan Taihua, he learned the sword of time.

However, Fang Lang cared more about Wanjian Jianyi, because he felt that Fang was his capital as transmitted by the system.

This kind of power from the same source is more handy for him to use.

The raindrops and sword intent that shattered all over the sky, at this moment, as if looking back in time, all gathered in Fang Lang's body, turning into a huge and incomparable sword, wrapping Fang Lang in it.

Man and sword are united, sword is united with man.

Man and sword are one!

Fang Lang pinched his sword in his hand, held Obsidian in one hand and passed it forward, and guided Tian Lei with the sword in the other!

Sword lotus!

Sword Thunder!

The huge sword pierced towards the figure transformed by the arrow of iron law, and the world moved with one sword!

And the Tie Li silhouette just stabbed a spear!

Where the spear passed, the world was gloomy.

The sword-qi lotus flower was in full bloom and was crushed by a spear.

The sword thunder is like a frightening dragon, pierced by a spear!

The huge sword shadow is also falling apart, like a huge cloud, collapsing the world!

This scene is extremely dazzling.

Fang Lang stacked his fetters, exploded the Ninth-Rank strength, and released the power he had learned.

However, in the face of iron law rules, it is as fragile as fine sand.

Perhaps it was Fang Lang's previous provocation.

The power of the three **** arrows gathered on the first arrow one after another.

The ruthless holy emperor took a step, the blood-colored spear held high.

In an instant!

The spear light is like a pillar that penetrates the sky and the earth.

He smashed his head towards Fang Lang, and immediately, every pore in Fang Lang's body exploded with blood, and all blood beads were secreted!

In an instant, he turned into a blood man!

boom!

Fang Lang slammed into the ground and in the dense forest at the speed of a tearing sound.

The earth is sunken and deep pits emerge!

Above the sky, the blood shadow of the holy emperor was standing, holding a spear, and piercing the sky with a shot!

"Those who kill the blood of the royal family should be punishable!"

The sound is mighty, agitated in the world.

In the void, everyone looks complicated.

Li Zhengyang sighed and looked at the void, as if asking.

Yan Keqing shook his head, trying to make a move, but he knew that making a move by himself was of no use.

How can Tie Lü kill her help?

"Iron Law's penalty points are three arrows in succession, but this provocation will make the power of the three arrows converge on the first arrow. This arrow, even the strongest ninth grade in the world, will not be able to stop it. It ended in a life and death..."

"Where does the heart toward death come from? This son...I'm afraid I will die."

Yan Keqing was full of emotions, her eyes fell on the girl Ni Wen underneath, looking at the girl's worried appearance, she could only shake her head.

Between heaven and earth, there is full of emotion.

Maizong masters, Maizong disciples, and many other masters who came to see the excitement.

Each sighed.

Fang Lang, the current champion, an incomparable younger generation, today, is afraid that he will be punished by the iron law and will not escape death.

There will be one less romantic figure in the world of Datang.

The sound of endless sighs spread through the world.

Above the sky, Jiang Linglong, who had just regained his blood, had gray eyes and stared blankly.

under.

Ni Wen's face was pale and she sank to the ground.

Fang Lang... is he dead?

Was punishable by the iron law?

Ok?

Suddenly, above the sky, Li Zhengyang, with his hands on his back, frowned.

Suddenly, there is endless brilliance in the eyes!

His figure suddenly turned into an afterimage, and shot into the sky, overlooking the deep hole smashed by the blood-colored light beam.

But I saw ~www.readwn.com~ in the deep pit, a figure covered with blood, carrying a beam of blood.

Trembling, shaking, slowly standing up.

The young man was dressed in blood.

Five good swords, Liansheng, Lianlun, Lianhui, Guiyuan, Obsidian, were inserted in the soil, in front of the boy, and the tail of the sword was swaying.

And the boy opened his hands.

Straighten up, straighten up inch by inch, propped up the blood-colored beam of light!

At the same time, it was accompanied by a turbulent rise from the sky and the earth, causing the roots of the trees to be uprooted, flying sand and rocks, and more and more intense divine consciousness fluctuation!

Li Zhengyang breathed, as if he had seen a ghost.

See you.

Between the blood-colored beams, the young man closed his eyes, enjoying himself.