Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

The torrential rain was scouring violently.

He kept patting Lin Muzhe's pretty and pale cheek.

Except for Fang Lang's first sword entering her heart, which changed her expression, Lin Muzhe left only calm and indifference for the next few sword strikes. She looked indifferently at this young man who was completely beyond her imagination.

She capsized in the gutter, but she had nothing to do, because Fang Lang's sword energy had already severed most of the meridians around her heart, cutting off the connection between her spiritual thoughts and the cyclone dantian.

When she came to revenge, she thought it was a sure thing. She was an old disciple of Donglu Sword Sect, the most talented disciple, and a disciple who got the inheritance of the sword fairy, but she still put herself in it.

Boom!

The two of them flew into the muddy ground, like a boulder thrown into a lake, causing thousands of waves of muddy water to explode.

Fang Lang's arm was pressed against Lin Muzhe's neck, and the blood was smudged, crooked, as if a gully had been cut in the ground.

The world fell into dead silence, a silence and coldness.

"At the beginning, I also stabbed him to death with a sword on a rainy day."

"Now, it's all neat and tidy. How about this ceremony?"

Fang Lang looked at Lin Mu, whose face was slapped extremely pale by the rain, and smiled kindly, his smile was always so kind and heartwarming.

The corners of Lin Muzhe's mouth were bleeding, and his eyes were still staring at Fang Lang calmly. After a long time, Lin Muzhe laughed: "How did you... get this sword?"

She couldn't understand Fang Lang's sword.

Why was it able to defeat the wisp of Sword Immortal sword energy exuded from her dantian.

Is it really just relying on a lotus?

That force is not like the sword energy of Taihua Sword Immortal.

The rain continued to roar, and there was thunder after the cloud, which disturbed the entire dense forest, and many monsters and monsters ran around in the dense forest.

Fang Lang looked at Lin Muzhe. Today, if Fang Lang has no means, if he can't persist in the beast tide, he will die, and the hope of Jianshu Sect will be completely buried.

Although this woman only wanted to avenge Lin Yun, Fang Lang had no regrets about what happened to Lin Yun.

At that time, if it wasn't Lin Yun who died, then it was him.

As for the sword that Lin Muzhe asked about.

This sword was indeed not easy. Fang Lang blocked the beast tide alone, and killed more than 300 monsters and monsters until he was exhausted, leaving only numb sword swinging movements.

Fang turned on the rewards, got a reward egg, issued a borrowing card, and after opening the borrowing card, borrowed Wen Jiaoxi, and used Wen Jiaoxi's power to unleash that sword.

If you use your body to feed the sword for ten years, even a sword fairy can cut it.

Speaking of domineering, but Fang Lang's aura at the moment has declined to that of a ninth-level swordsman. Of course, Fang Lang has already felt that his strength is slowly recovering. This is only temporary, so it is not a big problem.

However, his sword just borrowed some of Wen Ting's strength, and it didn't mean it. Therefore, Fang Lang was a little hard to imagine how strong Wen Jiaoxi would be if he really broke out with all his strength!

This sword, to be honest, has a bit of luck in it.

Fang Lang doesn't like luck, because luck is uncontrollable.

However, it can only be said that the woman in front of her is not lucky.

Seeing that Fang Lang didn't mean to explain to her, Lin Muzhe continued to laugh.

"Will you kill me?"

"You shouldn't dare to kill me, kill me..."

Lin Muzhe continued talking and laughing happily.

However, as soon as she made a sound, the chatter and laughter on her beautiful face froze, her pupils constricted, with a bit of disbelief and fear that would eventually emerge in the face of death.

Fang Lang didn't pull out the Liansheng sword that was stuck in her heart, broke her meridians, and severed her connection with the cyclone dantian.

Instead, he held the hilt of the obsidian sword that was pointing obliquely at the sky with his backhand, pulled it out like black lightning, and touched the neck of the forest screen covered with blood and mud.

It rained heavily.

Reflected in Lin Muzhe's eyes, only the young No. 1 scholar in blood clothes remained.

puff!

The sword was slashed, blood was smudged, Lin Muzhe's gorgeous face was frozen, and the face on his face seemed to be terrified of approaching death.

It turned out that she was not really talking and laughing like that.

"Who gave you such mysterious confidence?"

"That noble man behind you?"

Fang Lang sneered, got up from Lin Muzhe, and held her head. Even with the effect of using the force card, Fang Lang still felt a sense of emptiness.

That was the emptiness after Wen Jiaoxi's sword was cast.

It was a unique sense of emptiness that felt like the body was being hollowed out as soon as the sword was handed out.

At this time, it would be great if I had a sip of warm wolfberry tea...

The corner of Fang Lang's mouth twitched, and he quickly put away this damned horrible thought.

Fang Lang is only fifteen, and he is still young!

Goji berry tea... This thing can't appear in his life yet!

The rain kept falling, and Lin Muzhe's body was gradually slapped by the rain, and blood flowed out. The blood bloomed at Fang Lang's feet, blooming into a blood lotus in the rain curtain.

Huang Ying stood blankly on the trunk of the big tree, watching Fang Lang cut off Lin Muzhe's head with a sword, and was inexplicably shocked and incredible.

Lin Muzhe, the most dazzling daughter of heaven in the Donglu Sword Sect, is the female disciple who is regarded by the sword master Nan Yehuo as the most promising female disciple to step into the realm of the sword fairy.

The head was cut off by Fang Lang with a sword, and the corpse was thrown under the heavy rain.

The third rank kills the fourth rank, and a sword cuts down the delicate girl of the sky.

Huang Ying's heart was full of complexities. With a flash of her figure, she landed next to Lin Muzhe's body, took out a pill and stuffed it to Fang Lang.

This is a healing elixir, which can replenish qi and blood slightly.

Huang Ying was a little dazed, and seemed to see the shadow of Xuanyuan Taihua in Fang Lang. Perhaps, the hope of Jianshu Sect lay in this number one scholar.

After Fang Lang took the elixir, he felt that the weakness in his body disappeared a little.

Holding Lin Muzhe's head, Fang Lang took off Lin Muzhe's space ring, spiritual thoughts poured in, and the spirit cone smashed out, directly smashing Lin Muzhe's space ring.

There was a crisp bang, the space was distorted, and then a large pile of spirit crystals and some of Lin Muzhe's personal belongings burst out.

After a quick glance, there was one middle-grade spirit crystal, fifty-seven low-grade spirit crystals, and some bottles and cans of pills.

Huang Ying gasped, she was so rich.

Fang Lang pouted: "Poor."

Huang Ying: "..."

Is this still poor? If this is poor, what are the disciples of Jianshu Sect?

Fang Lang swept away, put away the things unceremoniously, and then took out a help-seeking talisman.

It was thrown lightly and hit Lin Muzhe's body.

Afterwards, Fang Lang smashed out a wisp of sword energy, and the help charm immediately exploded, and a strange wave spread immediately.

"Walk."

Fang Lang then ignored it and left the place with Huang Ying.

It took about seven or eight breaths after the two left.

Then there was the sound of piercing through the sky, tearing the rain curtain, and the two strong men from Dali Temple rushed over.

They fell down and stood next to Lin Muzhe's corpse, the rain washed their bamboo hats, and the rain curtain formed a piece at the edge of the bamboo hats.

"This talisman for help... should have been crushed and exploded by the murderer after death."

A strong man from Dali Temple said hoarsely.

"This is a provocation against us."

"What a provocation, there was a surge of beasts in the dense forest just now, it should be caused by Lin Muzhe... This is called tit for tat."

Another strong man from Dali Temple said coldly.

Afterwards, they stopped arguing, mentioned Lin Muzhe's headless body, and left the place.

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Chang'an City, Tai Chi Hall.

The cold silence was terrifying, and all the officials were speechless, as silent as a cicada.

Lu Taixuan narrowed his eyes, and Li Pu frowned.

The elder prince was present, while the third prince had doubts on his face.

The ancient mirror floating on the square is still changing the picture constantly, but the surgeon who is in charge of changing the picture is already dripping cold sweat from his forehead.

"Bold! Quickly switch to the screen of the Jianshu Sect participating teams!"

Eunuch Gao's face was cold and stern, and there was a trace of sword intent in his pale temples, and he said sharply.

The third prince frowned, and the eldest prince said coldly: "Hurry up and change the screen!"

Finally, the surgery repairer switched the screen in the "Wanli Mirror", and the screen flickered for a while, and then a pile of corpses appeared.

Under the torrential rain, the blood was distorted, and the corpses of monsters and monsters piled up all over the ground one after another!

Heavy rain, bloody water, and animal carcasses all over the ground.

Among the demon beast corpses, Jiang Linglong, Ni Wen, Liu Bubai, and Ge Shu Yuehua appeared in it.

The uproar instantly exploded in the middle of Baiyu Square!

"There are so many demonic beasts... Is this a beast tide?"

"Can you still encounter such a wave of beasts in Youzhou Yaoque? And it's on the periphery? It's ridiculous!"

"Interesting...Look at the beast corpses all over the floor, how many demon beasts have these little guys killed?!"

Among the officials, some people scolded angrily.

Lu Taixuan frowned tightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Chao Xiaojian stood up suddenly, but laughed and applauded: "Okay, okay, I encountered a wave of beasts outside the Youzhou Yaoque, and the disciples of my Jianshu Sect are really lucky!"

"Your Majesty! Please make the decision for my Jianshu Sect!"

The Taiji Hall is extremely deep, and there seems to be a pair of eyes watching everything on the Baiyu Square indifferently.

Chao Xiaojian, in white clothes and white hair, said, "In the past, our Jianshu Sect was targeted in the resource war, but it was still within the acceptable range and would not exceed the rules. Although I was angry at Xiaojian, I endured it."

"However, this time, I can't bear it anymore. If I endure all this towards Xiaojian, I'll be ashamed of my name as the white-haired sword demon!"

Chao Xiaojian's voice became louder and louder in Baiyu Square.

"Zhou Yuan is leading this resource war. With his strength, it is impossible not to sense the beast horde. So, what is Zhou Yuan doing?"

Chao Xiaojian's voice exploded in the air.

Zhou Yuan, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites...

At this moment, everyone also thought of Zhou Yuan. Indeed, as Chao Xiaojian said, the beast horde happened, and with Zhou Yuan's strength, it was impossible not to sense it.

So... Zhou Yuan has a problem.

Suddenly.

In front of the Tai Chi Hall.

The eldest prince Li Tianlin stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, cupped his hands, and said with a serious expression, "Father!"

"On the occasion of the father's birthday, such a thing happened! It is unforgivable! My minister is assisting in the management of Dali Temple, and I am willing to lead all the members of Dali Temple to investigate this case and return the sword to the Shuzong for justice!"

The Eldest Prince Li Tianlin looked very serious, his face was gloomy, and his voice lingered in the corridors of Tai Chi Palace.

Third Prince Li Liancheng's expression changed slightly.

Li Tianlin knelt down on one knee, snow was falling between the sky and the earth, everything seemed to be extremely quiet at this moment.

It seems like a moment has passed, and it seems like a long time has passed.

In the Taiji Hall, there was a sentence of no joy and no sorrow.

"Can."

"My son obeys the order!"

Hearing this, Li Tianlin's expression became more solemn, he stood up, his four-claw python robe fluttered high, and he walked down the white jade ladder.

"Pei Liao!"

"Prepare the team, go to Youzhou Yaoque!"

PS: The second update came late, mainly because I was celebrating the New Year at my daughter-in-law’s house this year, so there were too many things, and I was dragged out to drink, and sneaked back after drinking a little. After finishing writing, I wish everyone a happy Chinese New Year~ Lao Li Happy New Year to everyone~