Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Among the bamboo seas, there was a dead silence.

The green bamboos, in the morning breeze, rippling like ripples in a clear spring.

The pungent blood was blowing, but it broke the tranquility of the morning and ruined the freshness of the air in the bamboo forest in the morning.

A large head hit the ground with a muffled sound.

Contaminated with dead leaves, this fourth-rank disciple of the Dao Sect, although not a top genius, will have the opportunity to enter the upper fourth rank in the future and become the backbone of the Dao Sect.

However, such a disciple was directly obliterated by Fang Lang on the spot!

Above the bamboo sea, An Fan and some talented fourth-rank disciples of the Dao Sect all had extremely ugly faces.

When Xuanyuan Taihua's divine sense erupted, the disciples of the Dao Dao Sect were not injured or injured, but... During the pursuit of Fang Lang, the fourth-rank disciples fell!

"Fang Lang!"

Anger erupted in An Fan's eyes.

Repeatedly deflated in front of Fang Lang, this made him feel unnamed and angry.

Fang Lang leaned on the obsidian sword, glanced at An Fan and the disciples of Dao Dao sect who were chasing him, and couldn't help curling his lips, stop?

How could he stop?

What is the order given by Daoist sect to these disciples?

Regardless of life or death, he must take back the Lianhui sword in Fang Lang's hand.

If Fang Lang is soft-hearted and shows mercy, who will show mercy to him?

Will An Fan show mercy?

Fang Lang understood the danger and cruelty of the way of practice from the time he faced Lin Yun.

He will not be soft-hearted, nor is he qualified to be soft-hearted.

Especially at this time when he is being hunted down by the Daoist sect!

Taking off the space ring on the finger of the dead fourth-rank disciple, Fang Lang smashed out a spirit cone, directly breaking the blockade of the space ring, and took out a piece of spirit crystal from it.

The red space ring in Fang Lang's left hand fluctuated, and then a fiery red fire suddenly emerged.

Today's Fang Lang, the spirit crystal has been completely exhausted, even the spirit crystal that Lao Fang provided him was exhausted during the previous breakthrough process.

Therefore, Fang Lang today can only plunder the spirit crystal in the opponent's space ring.

But this fourth-rank disciple was not considered wealthy, and there were only eighteen low-rank spirit crystals in the ring.

After all, he is just an ordinary disciple, not a genius disciple of Daozong like An Fan, and his family is not rich enough.

However, the problem is not big, these spirit crystals are enough to support Fang Lang to leave with the sword.

"Leave it to me!"

An Fan and the disciples of the Daoist sect in blue robes who were approaching through the bamboo sea, their eyes were tearing apart.

He could only watch Fang Lang helplessly, and activated the flying sword. Between the intertwined magic formations, it turned into a fiery red light and rushed into the sky, pulling away the distance, and blasting away towards the distance.

Fang Lang sat cross-legged on the Flying Fire Sword in Qianfei Pavilion, overlooking the Daoist disciples above the bamboo sea, overlooking An Fan and others.

With a calm face, Fang Lang couldn't feel the slightest disturbance in his heart after killing a fourth-rank disciple.

After all, it was not the first time for him to kill someone.

Dao Daozong didn't send high-grade practitioners to hunt him down because he was afraid of the Lianhui sword in Fang Lang's sword box and the master's divine sense hidden in Lianhui sword, but Fang Lang was also happy in this way.

After all, once the divine sense is triggered, even a strong man like Zhao Taifeng who has transcended the realm will be pierced through!

Now the Lianhui Sword still has the Dao Yun energy intercepted in most of the Dao Mausoleum, that is to say, it can also burst out the power to pierce the sword of the transcendent strong.

So, who dares to provoke? !

Compared with other practitioners, Fang Lang's only difference is that he has many means. Therefore, even though he was hunted down by nearly a thousand disciples of Dao Dao Sect, Fang Lang has a sense of relaxation that the sea is wide and the fish is leaping.

The Flowing Fire Flying Sword swayed above, pulling out a fiery red sword light, and instantly swept away to the distance.

A disciple of the Daoist sect landed on the ground.

In the deathly silence, An Fan clenched his fists involuntarily as he looked at the dead disciple whose body and head were separated.

The surrounding third-rank disciples were all silent, and there was even a hint of fear in their eyes, Fang Lang...too ruthless!

Even the fourth-rank disciples would kill as soon as they said it, and if their third-rank disciples continued to chase, they might die too.

"Chasing! Keep chasing!"

"Don't go up one by one, meet them, just fight together!"

"He can't escape very far! Jianghu affairs, use the means of Jianghu to solve!"

"In addition, issue a reward order to the nearest city, offering a reward to the gangsters to hunt and kill Fang Lang!"

"He should have no spiritual crystal reserve, otherwise he would not choose to plunder the spiritual crystal to activate the flying sword..."

An Fan's face was cold.

He also threw out the luxurious flying sword, driving the flying sword soaring into the sky, and immediately countless luxurious flying swords rushed into the sky, chasing Fang Lang away in groups.

...

...

Fang Lang sat cross-legged on the flying sword, which looked very quiet under the cover of the silence array.

Spread the spiritual crystals looted from the space ring of the dead Daoist disciple in front of his body, the number is not large, and he barely maintains the gallop of the flying sword.

Fang Lang frowned, he could feel the disciples of Daoist sect chasing after him, An Fan, the leader, that luxurious flying sword was flying faster than Liuhuo!

The distance between him and him is gradually being shortened, and this is not the solution.

Sitting cross-legged on the flying sword, the state of five fetters was activated, and five phantoms appeared beside him. Fang Lang tried to break through the artistic conception of the fourth-grade sword on top of the flying sword.

Because Fang Lang has comprehended the sword intent of time in advance, breaking through into the sword intent is only a matter of accumulation, and Fang Lang also has a rush card, breaking through the realm in a short time is not hopeless!

Unfortunately, Fang Lang opened his eyes quickly, frowning, and a question was almost ignored by him.

Even with the assistance of the rushing card, if you want to break through to the fourth-grade sword artistic conception, you still need aura, but without the assistance of the spirit crystal, the lack of aura will easily lead to the failure of the breakthrough.

The current situation is very critical. Once the breakthrough fails, once the encirclement is encountered, it will definitely not be good news for Fang Lang!

Fang Lang's mind moved, and the system panel popped up in front of him.

...

Host: Fang Lang

Cultivation level: Jiuduan Jiangang (professional level three)

Level: LV7

Experience: 400000/500000

Root bone: 36 (white)

Modified root bone: 66 (purple)

Practice funds: 100,000 gold coins (only for practice projects)

Props: Rush Card × 1, Rush Card Fragments × 3, Silver Reward Egg × 1

Equipment: Instant Staff

Bond object:

Technique: Ni Wen (70%)

Swords: Jiang Linglong (70%), Liu Bubai (70%), Wen Ting (70%)

Wu: Wei Sheng (70%)

Vacancies (70%)

...

Fang Lang glanced at the system panel, frowning slightly, all the spirit crystals in the cultivation funds had been exhausted in the Dao Mausoleum before.

However, there are still gold coins that have not been consumed. If these gold coins are consumed, the system can be upgraded and new spirit crystals can be obtained again!

And with the new spirit crystal provided by the system, Fang Lang's hope of breaking through into the fourth-grade sword artistic conception is greatly enhanced!

Of course, the reward egg obtained by drawing the sword before also attracted Fang Lang.

"System, smash the egg!"

Fang Lang said without hesitation.

With Fang Lang's proficient level of flying sword skills, although there are differences in the quality of flying swords, An Fan and other Taoist disciples still don't want to catch up with him so quickly.

Therefore, it is considered safe for the time being on the flying sword.

A silver reward egg emerged, and Fang Lang smashed it down with a hammer.

Immediately, the light was overflowing and colorful.

Then, a system prompt pops up.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting [Five-fold Amplification Card x 2], [Enlightenment Card x 2], [Enchanting Card x 2], [Weakness Card x 2]."

Another silver reward egg was smashed, which is the third reward egg that Fang Lang has smashed so far.

Fang Lang actually discovered the law, every time he smashed an egg, a new card would be issued.

And this time, without exception, a new card came out, [Weakness Card].

Of course, Fang Lang still felt a little pity that he didn't issue the [Borrowing Card]. If there was a [Borrowing Card], it might be easier to break the game by borrowing Wen Ting.

After all, Mr. Wen is a ruthless man who can penetrate nine ranks with one sword in ten years!

Although Fang Lang can mutate his swordsmanship, the swordsmanship performed by Wen Ting is the most authentic and authentic.

"[Weakness Card] can be used on a designated target. After using it, the target's combat response, overall cultivation, movement speed, aura mobilization, etc. will be weakened by 50%."

Fang Lang stared at the introduction of this card. Although it is not as powerful as the [Borrowing Card], it is mainly disgusting enough.

If Fang Lang uses it well, it may have miraculous effects.

"However, for the current plan, if the system can be upgraded...that would be the best."

Fang Lang fell into deep thought.

Behind him, An Fan and several disciples of Dao Dao Sect came chasing after him with flying swords.

Fang Lang withdrew his mind, glanced at it, raised his hand and took out a talisman.

It is the "turbo reversing flying sword supercharging" magic talisman that has been used before.

boom!

The aura in several low-grade spirit crystals was drained in an instant, and the flowing fire shot out immediately, turning into a fiery red light, tearing apart the sky.

Under the horrified gazes of An Fan and the others, they distanced themselves.

And above the sky, Fang Lang saw a city appear below.

Fang Lang didn't continue to escape, but directly controlled the flying sword to fall towards the city.

He thought of a way to upgrade the system.

...

...

Linjiang City is a city with a long history, but this city is 800 miles away from the Dao Sect. Although the influence of the Dao Sect is strong, it cannot affect it here.

Fang Lang landed in front of the city, and after receiving the Flowing Fire Flying Sword, he walked straight towards the city.

The soldiers guarding the city immediately became vigilant when they saw Fang Lang in white clothes stained with blood.

"Zaifanglang, the champion of this year's scientific examination."

Fang Lang pulled out the Guiyuan sword and handed it to the general who guarded the city.

This general is a fourth-rank martial artist with extraordinary eyesight, and he can tell at a glance that the Guiyuan Sword is the sword bestowed by the Holy Emperor, which is enough to show Fang Lang's identity.

"Zhuangyuan Lang, please."

After the city guard returned Fang Lang's Guiyuan sword, he turned sideways and said respectfully.

Fang Lang bowed, and then stepped into it.

And not long after Fang Lang entered the city, in front of Linjiang City, streams of light fell rapidly one after another.

An Fan and other talented disciples of Dao Sect chased after him.

"Fang Lang actually chose to enter the city. It seems that his spirit crystals are really not enough! He probably wants to enter the city to buy spirit crystals."

"However, if you enter the city, don't you enter the urn?"

One genius disciple sneered.

An Fan's eyes were also flickering. If Fang Lang continued to fly with his sword, it would be difficult for them to catch up. However, Fang Lang chose to enter the city, and it did feel a bit like throwing himself into a trap.

The general guarding the city did not change much when he saw the disciples of the Dao Sect.

But thinking of Fang Lang, whose white clothes were stained with blood and was in a hurry, the look in his eyes suddenly became brighter.

However, as an official of the imperial court, he didn't have too much awe for the disciples of Dao Daozong, and after checking as usual, he let them enter the city.

It's just that the general looked at An Fan and the others who entered the city aggressively, and understood that the small city of Linjiang might not be peaceful today.

Fang Lang naturally knew that An Fan and the others had entered the city.

It is also clear that entering the city is not a good decision for him, it is easy to be surrounded, and finally caught in the urn.

However, Fang Lang came to the city for a simple purpose.

spend money.

Walking quickly on the main street of Linjiang City, Fang Lang quickly found the branch of Qianfei Pavilion in Linjiang City.

When he saw the branch, Fang Lang couldn't help but let out a foul breath. If Linjiang City didn't have a branch of Qianfei Pavilion, it would be a real pitfall.

Fortunately, Qianfei Pavilion, a sect that started out as a business, has countless branches.

Without any hesitation, Fang Lang stepped directly into the shop door of Qianfei Pavilion covered with exquisite carpets.

The steward of Qianfei Pavilion in Linjiang City was a middle-aged man. When he saw Fang Lang in white clothes stained with blood, a strange look appeared in his eyes.

Fang Lang didn't say much, raised the red space ring in his hand, and summoned the Flowing Fire Flying Sword.

The steward recognized at a glance that it was the flying sword of Qian Fei Pavilion, and the smile on his face suddenly became more eager.

He even went to invite the branch master himself.

"Fang champion!"

"I didn't expect you to come to the shop!"

The sub-chamber owner of Qianfei Pavilion is a woman, she is not beautiful, but she is not like Guanshi Yu in Luojiang City, she has the flavor that a mature woman should have.

The surname of the branch master was Wu, and when the master Wu saw Fang Lang, a strange color flickered in his eyes.

The news of Qianfei Pavilion is not blocked. The Wu Pavilion master has also heard about everything that happened in the Daozong. Fang Lang entered the Daozong and pulled out the lotus sword left by Taihua Sword Immortal. It has already spread.

Pavilion Master Wu never thought that Fang Lang, who was hunted down by the Daoist Sect, would come to the Qianfei Pavilion shop in Linjiang City.

"Pavilion Master Wu, there is a big deal... Do you want to do it?"

Fang Lang was very calm. Although the white clothes were stained with pungent blood, he still talked to Pavilion Master Wu in a leisurely manner.

Pavilion Master Wu narrowed his eyes when he heard the words: "Fang Zhuangyuan, please tell me, our Su Zongzhu said that all the business of Fang Zhuangyuan will be discounted by 20%!"

"Discount?"

"I don't need a discount!"

Fang Lang twitched when he heard this.

Discount, only your family will get a discount!

Pavilion Master Wu is also in a stalemate. It is the first time he meets a master who does not want a discount. This is not a routine.

"I don't know what business Fang Zhuangyuan wants to do?"

Fang Lang narrowed his eyes, and glanced at the footsteps resounding outside Qianfei Pavilion.

"Flying Fire Flying Sword is five thousand gold coins each, right? Prepare twenty for me."

Fang Lang said.

The clear words resounded in the VIP room.

Immediately, the entire Qianfei Pavilion was plunged into silence. Twenty flowing fire flying swords, that is... a big deal of 100,000 gold coins!

Of course, for Qianfei Pavilion, one hundred thousand gold coins is not too much, but... what the hell is it that requires twenty flowing fires?

Why do you buy so many flying swords by yourself?

It's better to just buy a flying sword worth 100,000 gold coins.

However, Pavilion Master Wu didn't care about these things, his eyes were bright, this was indeed a big deal.

"Fang Zhuangyuan, there are not so many flowing fire and flying swords in the branch pavilion of Linjiang City. I wonder if you can wait for a while?"

Pavilion Master Wu showed distress, and said.

"How long do I need to wait?"

"Just half a day."

"Okay, but you have to trade first, and let me pay first."

"ah?"

Pavilion Master Wu felt that Fang Lang seemed to be different from other guest officials.

"Then Pavilion Master Wu will prepare a private room for me, the kind where I won't be disturbed... In addition, some stinky fish and rotten shrimps may come to bother me. I hope Pavilion Master Wu...can prepare a clean environment for me."

"Well, I still have a flying sword supercharging array that can be traded here, let's see Pavilion Master Wu's sincerity."

Fang Lang brushed off his blood-stained white clothes and said.

Pavilion Master Wu's eyes flickered, and he heard the noise resounding outside, and immediately understood Fang Lang's meaning.

Originally, she shouldn't have been involved in this matter, but thinking of Su Zongzhu's entrustment, she also understood what Fang Lang's supercharged array meant.

Pavilion Master Wu did not hesitate and chose to agree.

Fang Lang quickly made a transaction with Pavilion Master Wu, and one hundred thousand gold coins were directly transferred to Pavilion Master Wu's space ring.

Pavilion Master Wu ordered the middle-aged steward to bring Fang Lang into the private room.

the other side.

Pavilion Master Wu got up gracefully and walked to the door.

Outside Qianfei Pavilion.

An Fan and a genius disciple of the Daoist sect rushed over.

An Fan stepped forward and looked at Pavilion Master Wu with a refined and easy-going smile on his face.

However, Pavilion Master Wu just looked at An Fan and the others indifferently, raised his hand, and pushed forward.

The smile on An Fan's face suddenly froze.

"Qianfei Pavilion... is it also trying to meddle in my Dao Sect's affairs?"

An Fan frowned, his tone became colder.

"No way, Mr. Fang gave too much..."

Pavilion Master Wu sighed.

Then, the door was slammed shut.

There was a loud bang.

Only An Fan with an ugly face outside the door and a group of talented disciples of the Dao Sect were left.

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