Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Luojiang City.

Snow was drifting down one after another, covering the whole world with a layer of frosty white plain clothes.

And the entire Luojiang City is also hung with red lanterns. The Tang Emperor's birthday celebration not only affects Chang'an City, but also affects the entire Tang Dynasty.

Many cities in the world are decorated with lanterns and lanterns on this day to celebrate the birthday of the Tang Emperor.

The main street of Luojiang City was even more lively, with countless people walking out like a festival. The Tang Emperor's birthday was an important annual festival in the Tang Dynasty, and the people reveled in it.

And bypass the busy streets.

Turning into a very deserted long alley, on this day when the whole world is celebrating it.

Deep in the alley, there was a heavy sound of iron striking.

The soldering iron was deep red, and sparks were flying everywhere.

The old man struck the iron for a while, and suddenly, the movement stopped.

He turned his head to look at the piece of sword embryo iron that was covered with thick smoke and dust, but saw that this piece of sword embryo iron seemed to come alive at this moment, bursting out a clear sword cry.

The sound of sword chant seemed to cut open the entire blacksmith shop.

"The sword that was cast for that kid Wen Ting, half of the sword embryo iron is left."

The old man raised his eyebrows and exhaled a foul breath.

In his cloudy eyes, he was staring at a snowflake falling outside the blacksmith shop, as if he saw the scene of that year in the crystal snowflakes.

that year.

Under the leadership of Cui Cheng, a desperate young man came to his blacksmith shop.

The young man Jianxin was defeated, all thoughts were lost, he drank all day long to forget his worries, his beard was unshaven, but he was full of vicissitudes.

The old man could tell at a glance that this young man had lost the courage to hold and swing the sword.

Cui Cheng asked the old man to cast a sword for the young man and reshape the sword heart for him.

The old man refused on the spot, because in his opinion, Wen Ting was unworthy. A person whose sword heart was defeated and who had lost all hope of the sword, what qualifications did he have for him to forge a sword?

Even though Cui Cheng offered a high price of 100,000 gold coins, the old man still gritted his teeth and refused.

Is he the kind of vulgar person who forges swords for money? !

He didn't want to smash his own signboard.

Cui Cheng took Wen Ting away.

But two or three days after he left, Wen Ting came to him alone, and there seemed to be a little bit of broken sword heart in his eyes, like ashes rekindling.

Wen Ting took out an iron embryo, knelt outside the blacksmith's shop, and begged him for three days and three nights to forge a sword.

The old man will never forget what Wen Ting said, he wants to forge a ferocious sword that can swallow his internal organs and all his sword energy.

The old man refused on the spot again.

Although the old man knows that he is not a good person, he is a person with morality and bottom line.

And after he refused, that day.

The old man saw Xuanyuan Taihua, that woman who was so glamorous that she could occupy half of the world.

The old man agreed.

Wen Ting practiced the "Fighting Swordsmanship" taught by Xuanyuan Taihua, which is a swordsmanship at the cost of his own life.

There is only one sword in life, and one sword kills only one person.

This is not the sword master's control sword, but the sword is raised as a wild beast. When it is released from the cage, it looks like a world-destructive beast, biting the enemy!

The old man forged this sword for a day and a night. The sword embryo, which was as big as a palm, became thinner the more it was forged, the more it sucked blood.

Wen Ting's blood was almost drained, and the sword was only as thin as two little fingers side by side.

In the end, Wen Ting dragged his extremely weak body and left with this fierce rapier.

It's just that the money for making the sword has never been paid back.

...

The old man returned to his thoughts, the money owed by Wen Ting was a trivial matter, he would not remember it for long.

Looking at the piece of sword embryo, he flicked his fingers, and a touch of sword intent fell instantly, making the restless sword embryo quiet down.

The old man picked up the hammer and continued to beat and beat.

However, he shook his head, filled with emotion.

Today, the evil sword that Wen Ting has kept for ten years is likely to open its sharp minions towards his enemies today...!

The old man sighed, still a bit puzzled.

Why bother?

...

...

Ten years of raising the sword, once it comes out of the cage!

Once out of the cage, it is like a crazy hungry wolf, wrapped in Wen Ting's crazy belief.

It pierced through the palm of the eldest prince Li Tianlin, pierced Li Tianlin's palm along the palm, pierced into the heart obliquely, and then, it was like a nightmare.

The rapier that Wen Ting has cultivated for ten years, the rapier that was specially made, seems to be very sensitive to the smell of blood, and it is specially designed to pierce the internal organs!

They kept piercing through Li Tianlin's body, bringing up puffs of blood in front and back of Li Tianlin's body!

Golden blood spilled out.

The whole world became silent at this moment, and everyone's eyes widened, looking at the scene that shocked their hearts!

Wen Ting's sword, unexpectedly can burst out such a mighty power!

Such incredible power!

One must know that the eldest prince Li Tianlin has the blood of the royal family, his status is noble, and his strength is not weaker than some top nine ranks.

And Wen Ting actually wanted to kill Li Tianlin with the strength of the fourth-grade sword artistic conception.

As if a mortal wants to kill the gods!

What an act against heaven!

However, Huang Ying, Fang Lang, Jiang Linglong and others were all silent.

Such a sword may be Wen Ting's last brilliance in this life, a brilliance that no one can match!

The most splendid moment of a sword repairer's life!

The torrential rain is pouring down, and it suddenly falls at this moment!

When Li Tianlin's body was splashed with blood, it seemed as if the pause button had been pressed torrential downpour!

Crackling beating everything between heaven and earth.

Wen Ting was drowned, but he smiled brilliantly when he handed out a sword.

Even this sword drained all the power in his body.

Even with this sword blow, he would turn into a mortal!

And the noble eldest prince Li Tianlin was also drenched by the pouring rain. The rain was mixed with golden blood, making the eldest prince look extremely embarrassed.

Puff puff puff!

The thin sword is like a hungry wolf.

However, it didn't stop yet, it was still biting crazily, piercing through the internal organs of the eldest prince Li Tianlin!

Even though Li Tianlin's strength is extremely strong, facing this sword that has been reared for ten years, it is like a terrifying sword of a monster in the world.

Li Tianlin couldn't muster any strength to resist!

He was defeated, defeated in pieces.

He who used to be proud is now like a golden python that has fallen into a quagmire, embarrassed like a mud snake!

Wen Ting, this guy who had defeated Jianxin by him and was full of despair, unexpectedly, today, ten years later...has revenge!

Gentleman sword, sword gentleman.

Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!

The frost-haired Wen Ting looked softly at the rapier that went in and out of the first prince Li Tianlin's viscera, he grinned, his complexion was terribly pale, and his body was extremely empty.

His internal organs are actually riddled with holes.

"The so-called royal family is nothing more than that."

"You, Li Tianlin... are nothing more than that."

Wen Ting fell to the ground in the rainstorm and burst out laughing.

Comfortable.

Satisfied.

Whether this sword can kill Li Tianlin, Wen Ting does not know, but he has tried his best.

As for the power of the next iron law...

Wen Ting couldn't stop it, and didn't bother to stop it.

Anyway, before the arrival of Iron Law, he stabbed the sword thousands of times, and he was very happy!

I'm a sword cultivator, don't I just want a headache? !

"Ha ha ha ha……"

In the rainstorm, Wen Ting laughed out loud.

A scene from ten years ago still appeared in front of his eyes.

On that rainy night, he fell down the street like a beggar, reeking of alcohol and drenched in heavy rain.

And a magnificent woman came in front of him and leaned into his ear, making the rain stagnate for her and time to stop for her.

That woman told him what his original intention in sword cultivation was.

Taught him the "swordsmanship", and gave him the opportunity to tear through the haze covering his head with his own hands, and pierce through the eldest prince Li Tianlin with his own hands!

Let him have the opportunity to kill the gods with a mortal body!

Li Tianlin felt that he was suffering like hell!

He has no plans to spare, when has he suffered such a loss!

He was careless, he knew that Wen Ting was raising a sword, but he never expected that what Wen Ting was raising was not a sword, but a beast!

madman!

"Monday yuan!"

The eldest prince Li Tianlin could only call out to Zhou Yuan, let Zhou Yuan help him suppress this crazy sword!

He, Li Tianlin, was destined to ascend to the throne of the Great Tang Dynasty, how could he die here? !

How could he be killed by a man who defeated Jianxin ten years ago!

As long as Zhou Yiyuan slightly suppresses the sword that is eating away at his vitality, he will be able to tear apart the shackles and regain control of his physical body. At that time, he will crush Wen Ting bit by bit!

...

...

The moment the eldest prince bleeds.

The entire Youzhou Yaoque seems to be moving, and there seems to be an invisible fluctuation.

Even the cracks in the closed world began to shake!

An inexplicable connection spread to the ancient city of Chang'an.

The ancient temples outside Chang'an began to ring bells, and the bells broke the dead silence and the peace of heaven and earth.

Over the sky of this ancient city, an iron law floated and revived.

Endless majesty and confusion enveloped Chang'an City.

In Baiyu Square.

All civil and military officials, the suzerains of the various sects, all looked at this iron law with inexplicable awe.

There are two in the entire Tang Dynasty that are worthy of awe.

One is Emperor Tang.

The other is this iron law.

This iron law has existed for endless years, since the birth of the empire under heaven, it has always existed.

Iron law has changed many masters. It used to be the Great Wei Dynasty in the Eight Dynasties, and there were even more ancient dynasties such as the Great Zhou and Great Xia thousands of years ago!

However, many dynasties have been destroyed, but this iron law still exists!

The royal families of countless dynasties poured blood into this immortal iron law!

This is the real weapon of the gods in the world!

Above the sky, Chao Xiaojian and Nan Yehuo were fighting.

And on the top of the imperial city, the iron law goes up and down!

The silence in the Taiji Palace was terrible, the Holy Emperor, who was known as the most powerful emperor since all the dynasties in the world, seemed to only cast an incomparably deep gaze, staring at Tie Lv.

hum...

There was a slight tremor.

The iron law suddenly disappeared!

Wherever it passes, the space collapses inch by inch!

There is no spatial technique that relies on any major art repair arrangement!

Tie Lu directly used terrifying power to break through the space and disappeared above Chang'an Imperial City, before everyone's eyes.

The atmosphere was dreary and dreary.

The third prince Li Liancheng knelt down in front of the Tai Chi Hall, his body trembling.

Just now...for a moment, he seemed to find that the iron law...was going to swallow him!

That kind of nightmare-like fear made him not even have the courage to stand up.

The fifth princess also had a pale complexion, but she still couldn't stop patting the terrified and trembling second prince beside her!

The outside world is scary, so let's keep going.

...

...

Within the Youzhou Yaoque.

Zhou Yuan, Minister of Rites who was being led by several Dali Temple officials, changed his expression slightly.

In the pouring rain, he seemed to hear the heart-wrenching roar of the First Prince!

This made his complexion change drastically!

The eldest prince's strength is not weak, and with the royal blood, he can be called the top practitioner in the Tang Dynasty.

However, at this very moment, there was such a roar!

Zhou Yiyuan ignored the surrounding Dali Temple officials, his golden armor shattered the surrounding rainwater, turned into a golden light, and left through the air.

He no longer walks slowly, but speeds up!

Soon, he arrived, and he saw in front of the fourth resource station, the blood was constantly spraying, the extremely embarrassed and hopeless eldest prince Li Tianlin!

His body is riddled with holes, and his internal organs are full of sword holes!

A rapier that was completely dyed golden with golden blood moved in and out, like a crazy hungry wolf!

Biting, sucking blood!

Wen Ting sat on the ground, smiling brightly.

Zhou Zhouyuan's eyes tightened. This is...Wen Ting's sword? !

He once asked Wen Ting how the sword was.

And the answer to the question was, I'm weak, but I'm strong!

Now, Zhou Yuan saw Wen Ting's strength!

This is a sword raised with life!

"presumptuous!"

Zhou Yuan drank heavily.

The golden armor on his body exuded endless brilliance, as a minister standing in the position of the eldest prince, he must not sit back and watch the eldest prince die.

Once the eldest prince is dead.

What he did today in Youzhou Yaoque no longer has any meaning.

boom!

Zhou Yiyuan's aura rose steadily, and the sky was torn apart.

Terrifying qi and blood erupted like turbulent waves hitting the shore!

Zhou Zhouyuan showed his cultivation at this moment, an eighth-rank martial artist!

A powerful warrior capable of shattering the void!

When the first prince Li Tianlin saw Zhou Yuan's appearance, a look of joy appeared on his face.

Wen Ting, who was sitting in the muddy rain, smiled and shook his head.

Pity.

If he can break into the eighth rank, and then fall from the eighth rank, such a sword may be enough to completely kill the eldest prince Li Tianlin!

But now, after all, there is a slight difference!

Zhou Yuan, the shot of an eighth-rank martial artist.

Who can stop it? !

The rain is constantly washing away.

When all eyes were on Wen Ting, Zhou Yuan and the First Prince.

Among the neglected crowd, Fang Lang was dressed in blood, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly!

I forgot about him.

Fang Lang, who was leaning on the Liansheng Sword, smiled brightly, and his spiritual thoughts were unreserved, stimulating the seeds of sword intent in the dantian cyclone, pouring into the Liansheng Sword!

Afterwards, Fang Lang threw the Liansheng Sword, he stretched out his hand, bent slightly, and slammed it!

Ding!

A clear sword chant overwhelmed all other sounds!

The heavy rain all over the sky is stagnant.

Even Zhou Yuan, an eighth-rank martial artist whose qi and blood were gushing thinly in the void, felt his qi and blood stagnate.

Seeing Zhou Yuan appear, Li Tianlin, who was showing a ferocious smile, was also taken aback.

hum...

call out!

Lianshengjian seemed to burst into a heartbeat.

Then, it turned into a sword rainbow and rushed into the sky!

Youzhou Yaoque!

The world where the two worlds collided and closed was suddenly torn open by the Liansheng Sword!

After the crack, a hand suddenly stretched out.

It was an extremely fair palm!

Spotless, skin like jade, like the hands of a fairy!

This hand held the Liansheng sword.

boom!

At that moment, the whole world became bleak!

"Little guy, I heard your call."

A faint voice, with a bit of softness, a bit of heroism, and a bit of otherworldly fireworks.

Resounding in every corner of Youzhou Yaoque!

under.

Even Fang Lang is sluggish. Really, Fang Lang just wants to arouse the dormant will in the Liansheng sword. I didn't expect you to be so enthusiastic that you would tear the barriers of the world yourself? !

Wen Ting also raised his head blankly, looking at the hand stretched out behind the rift between heaven and earth.

"Xuan...Xuanyuan...Taihua?"

The whisper sounded like thunder on the ground.

Jiang Linglong also raised her head, her star-like eyes stared at the graceful phantom behind the crack.

Her body trembled with excitement.

Fang Lang... Fang Lang actually summoned Taihua Sword Immortal? !

As expected of Fang Lang who can pull out the Lotus Sword!

Jiang Linglong really wanted to shout, she really wanted to know what happened in Loulan Demon Que that year!

Why did King Jiang Wu become like that after his return? !

The eldest prince Li Tianlin felt the vitality that was constantly being bitten in his body, staring at the woman who tore through the barriers of heaven and earth and appeared, for the first time a look of panic appeared in his golden pupils!

Xuanyuan Taihua!

She really didn't die!

"Monday yuan!"

"quick!"

"Save me!"

Accompanied by the eldest prince's roar.

Zhou Yiyuan suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes narrowed, and his figure shot towards the eldest prince in an instant!

However……

His figure just moved.

Between the cracks where the two worlds collide.

The female sword fairy knocked on Liansheng with her fingers.

Above the sky, endless rays of light burst out, as if the sword energy had transformed into a silver lotus flower in an instant, which was so dazzling that it attracted everyone's eyes.

in an instant.

In the lotus of sword energy.

The Liansheng sword pulled the bright white color and turned into a white line that split the world in two and shot down.

Heading towards Zhou Yuan!

Zhou Yuan, who was about to suppress Wen Ting's sword for the eldest prince, trembled all over!

Turning around and roaring, the eighth-rank martial artist punched out, shattering the void!

His blood is like a river tide!

However!

Liansheng cut Jiang Chao with a sword!

The Liansheng sword directly pierced through his Tianling Gai, pierced his spine, and nailed him to the ground!

An extremely powerful eighth-rank martial artist, a great practitioner who is just a line away from ninth-rank.

Being killed instantly.

The eldest prince stared blankly.

An inexplicable chill welled up in my heart...

He might die today!

He thought he had everything he could do, but now... he felt distraught.

There were so many things beyond his calculations that he felt like a fool.

Pooh!

Wen Ting's sword pierced through his kidney again, bringing out a pool of golden blood.

His blood flowed too much, too much...

He felt that life was passing by!

He... maybe, really wants to die!

Suddenly!

Fang Lang, who was dressed in blood, jumped up at some point, and he stepped on a fiery red flying sword.

The eldest prince looked at Fang Lang blankly.

What does he want to do?

And Fang Lang grinned warmly, raised his hand and knocked.

After the Flowing Fire Flying Sword, a magic formation condensed and circled backwards.

Then, there was a burst of rapidity, enveloping Fang Lang, towards the eldest prince Li Tianlin, who was still being warmed by the sword, coming in and out with puffy blood!

After extreme stillness, there is extreme movement!

Fang Lang was on top of the flying sword, and his cultivation began to drop continuously!

Fang Lang, who used the borrowing card, once again performed the half-baked Wen Ting's swordsmanship!

Wield a sword that ordinary people dare not wield!

It is not too late for Jun Zijian to take revenge in ten years.

But Fang Lang, he couldn't wait ten years.

He Fang Lang took revenge from morning to night!

Pooh!

Like a leaf of fire, it burns up the vast grassland!

At this moment, Fang Lang handed out a sword!

The eldest prince stretched out his hand to grab Fang Lang's sword, but it was Wen Ting's sword, which pierced into his kidney again.

Li Tianlin froze.

The sword is empty.

And Fang Lang's sword diffused into his neck and throat...

Bring up a cloud of golden blood.

And a head that flew up in astonishment.

PS: I drove back to my hometown for a day today, and I finally stopped drinking. I will resume normal updates tomorrow.