Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Dead silence!

The bloody smell, extremely pungent, filled the mouths and noses of every genius disciple of the Daoist sect who stepped down from the second floor, making them want to gag.

Seeing the former classmates, their bodies and heads were separated, or their hearts were pierced, and they died tragically on the spot.

An Fan's eyes were red, angry and sad.

He didn't expect that the situation would turn out like this. Fang Lang was obviously surrounded by them in the Qianfei Pavilion, but Fang Lang didn't choose to escape the first time he broke through the level. All the disciples of the Daoist sect who were arranged on the first floor of the restaurant were all killed!

"You have just entered the fourth-grade sword artistic conception, why can you have such combat power?"

"So ruthless! This kid is so ruthless!"

"Fang Lang! Damn you! The Daoist sect will not spare you!"

...

At the stairway, the disciples of Dao Dao Sect were all dumbstruck.

They couldn't have expected such a result!

And Fang Lang's cruelty far exceeded their expectations!

It was a turtle caught in a urn, but it turned out to be a ferocious crocodile with its fangs open!

Destroyed and killed many disciples of the Dao Sect.

An Fan was shocked, more unbelievable, but no matter how unbelievable, the picture in front of him made him understand that he could not retreat!

Fanglang must be taken!

An Fan looked at a quack next to him who was holding an iron sword and wearing a bamboo hat.

This is the quack he recruited with a lot of money, a fourth-rank swordsman.

At this moment, the quacks who were holding iron swords around them did not have much emotional fluctuations, although on the first floor, there were mountains of corpses and blood, and many quacks and disciples of the Dao Sect died.

However, for this swordsman who has been in the arena all year round, this is a normal vendetta in the arena.

Some vendettas involving Miemanmen are more impactful than this picture.

"Stop Fang Lang for me."

An Fan looked at the swordsman and said solemnly.

An Fan believed in this top quack in the arena.

But this person remained silent, his body instantly popped out like a spring, and the iron sword in his hand was suddenly unsheathed.

The moment this person made a move, An Fan and the Daoist disciples around him began to form formations one after another.

An Fan's formation speed was extremely fast. In an instant, five formations around his body formed, and each formation contained extremely terrifying killing power!

Fang Lang's warm smile gradually faded, and he looked at An Fan with his eyes.

An Fan's strength is very strong, and he is the strongest among the disciples of the fourth grade of Dao Sect.

Fang Lang didn't dare to be careless.

As for the quack who was wearing a bamboo hat and hired by An Fan with a lot of money, crossed the corridor and drew out his iron sword to charge towards Fang Lang. Fang Lang's eyes shifted slightly and landed on the quack.

Sword cultivator, this quack is also a sword cultivator.

However, he has no family and no sect, and belongs to the sword cultivator who roams the rivers and lakes.

A look of dissatisfaction flashed in the eyes of Fang Lang, an orthodox swordsman who came from a famous and upright family, a wandering swordsman.

Afterwards, the iron sword came out of its sheath, blending with the sword energy of the sword intent, and swallowed for several feet!

The sword comes out like a snowstorm!

This is the sword intent of this swordsman!

The stern sword chant resounded, and countless sword lights burst out in an instant, covering the surroundings densely, as if to cut off all the air around Fang Lang!

And Fang Lang glanced at the swordsman of the fourth-grade sword artistic conception, his face pale.

Stepping out with one step, the figure suddenly pulled out afterimages. Although he had been fighting for so long, Fang Lang didn't feel too tired. This is the effect of the double persistence card.

Fang Lang saw the cynicism in the swordsman's eyes, and the two of them got close. Fang Lang swept out the obsidian sword, and the sword collided with the sword, and the crisp sound reverberated in every corner of the restaurant.

Fang Lang's Lingxu sword step exploded, pulling phantoms in an instant, and accelerating the power of the explosion, which made Fang Lang's sword swung with great force, coupled with the time sword intent bursting from the dantian, contained in the obsidian sword , the swordsman only felt that his sword seemed to be stuck in the mud, and his movements were much slower.

But Fang Lang's movements were not hindered in the slightest, and the speed became faster and faster!

A sword was handed out, and a lotus flower of sword energy bloomed instantly, and this quack saw with his own eyes that his arm holding the sword was crushed by the sword energy!

Together with the iron sword that accompanied him to grow up, he was twisted into pieces and disappeared without a trace!

Among the sword lotuses, there was the sound of Qiang Qiang Jian Yin resounding endlessly.

Between the restaurants, there was a sudden wave of sword energy blowing, and the swordsman was at a loss for a while.

He was...couldn't even take a single move? !

Is this the difference between Jian Shuzong's sword cultivator and him? !

The swordsman's bamboo hat exploded in an instant, and his eyes popped out on the exposed face.

Afterwards, the flesh and blood twisted by the sword qi lotus on the chest was blurred, and the figure flew upside down, the meridians all over the body were broken, and countless blood sprayed out from the pores all over the body, forming a thick blood mist!

It's just a sword!

The Jianghu swordsman who was also in the fourth-rank realm was defeated!

The quacks that An Fan spent a lot of money to hire were defeated, and the price of defeat was death.

An Fan looked at the corpse of the swordsman lying under him, feeling horrified, but his face didn't change much, because...he completed the condensing of the formation!

"Wind and Thunder Killing Formation!"

An Fan's body floated up, and a magic circle formed under his feet. In this magic circle, countless lightning arcs were moving!

With a flick of the fingers, an arc of lightning burst out immediately, like a thunder from the queen of the cloud, containing majestic mana, and smashed towards Fang Lang!

Fang Lang's eyes froze, An Fan's strength made him quite afraid.

He didn't fight recklessly, and under the boost of the triple speed card, he pulled out an afterimage and dodged the blow.

Lightning flashes!

A huge pothole exploded instantly on the ground, and lightning arcs danced in it.

An Fan condensed the wind and thunder killing array he is best at. This skill array that he had never condensed in the arena of the resource war had successfully condensed today.

"In the resource war, the fear you never felt... let you feel it today!"

"The lives of the dead disciples of the Daoist sect, I want you... to pay in blood!"

An Fan was suspended in the wind and thunder killing array, as if he had turned into a thunder god.

He raised his hand suddenly, and the spiritual thoughts of the fourth-rank and ninth-rank legal domains were released, affecting the surrounding area within a few feet.

Holding the obsidian sword, Fang Lang let out a breath slowly.

"The murderer..."

The faint voice sounded softly.

Then, Fang Lang swooped out.

However, Fang Lang's goal was not An Fan.

He took out the flying swords in the interspatial ring, these flying swords had already been stuffed with spirit crystals, after activating the flying swords, the flying swords shot out immediately, restlessly galloping towards a Dao Sect disciple.

Lei Arc chased and attacked Fang Lang, but at three times the speed, Fang Lang's speed was too fast!

Under the cover of the restaurant building, Fang Lang dodged for a while, dodging the attack one after another.

An Fan controlled the spell attack like a thunder god and kept smashing down, but Fang Lang quickly dodged it. No matter how powerful the attack was, it would be useless if he couldn't hit Fang Lang!

Suddenly!

An Fan's face changed slightly, and he looked at the disciples of the Dao Sect who were gathered at the stairs.

However, Fang Lang threw out activated flying swords one after another again.

After a dozen activated flying swords were tampered with, these flying swords became restless and hit the stairs at the same time. Those disciples who were gathering a powerful killing technique felt dizzy and dizzy.

The stairway exploded in an instant, torn apart, and the flames soared into the sky.

Fang Lang took this opportunity to approach the area of ​​the explosion. An Fan wanted to smash down the thunderbolt, but his movements froze. If he smashed down the thunderbolt, he might be included along with the door.

The fourth-rank genius disciples of Daozong who were enveloped by the explosion were actually not weak, but they were bombarded by Fang Lang's seventeen flying swords, and they were a little dizzy for a while, and they didn't even have time to form an array.

The physical body of Shuxiu is fragile, and after being approached by Fang Lang, it is enough to foresee their end!

Fang Lang didn't hold back at all. An Fan condensed to complete the terrifying killing array, and the terrorist threat it brought was so powerful. If these genius art practitioners of the Dao Sect had completed the condensed art array, they would be mad at Fang Lang. Fang Lang couldn't stand the bombing.

Although it is said that not every disciple can master the wind and thunder killing array.

However, Fang Lang didn't care.

He just wants to kill these disciples of the Dao Sect!

Pooh!

Daoist disciples who were still dizzy felt a chill all over their bodies.

Fang Lang rushed into the crowd, holding two swords in his hands, and his figure was extremely flexible. Every time he swung his sword, he would bring up a head.

A group of Daoist disciples gathered in front of the stairs, in a dizzy state, were like lambs to be slaughtered!

Although many of these genius disciples are much higher than Fang Lang in terms of cultivation!

However, at this moment, the disadvantages of the technique repair are undoubtedly revealed!

A skill cultivator who lacks personal protection will only be slaughtered if he meets a skill cultivator of the same level!

Even An Fan knew that if he was bombarded by Fang Lang and fell into a stun while he was in it, his fate would not be much better!

An Fan's eyes were about to burst, and he saw with his own eyes that Fang Lang's swords were dancing, taking the lives of disciples of the Daoist sect!

These... are all genius disciples of the fourth rank!

However, at this moment, Fang Lang was ruthlessly harvesting it!

"You monster!"

An Fan growled, his lips trembling.

Fang Lang at this moment, in his eyes, is really like a cold-blooded and ruthless monster!

And when a sword cut off the head of a talented female artist from the Dao sect who had a good relationship with An Fan, Fang Lang's deep voice resounded slowly.

"People always kill them."

It was the continuation of the sentence that had not been said before.

People who kill people will always kill them.

None left.

Fang Lang was panting heavily, even with the double long-lasting card blessing, Fang Lang felt the rapid loss of physical strength and strength.

His white clothes were stained with blood, his swords were held at a slant, and the tips of the swords were bleeding.

In the restaurant, there was a dead silence.

The wailing sound was gone, only corpses were left everywhere, and some quacks had already fled out of the restaurant.

The restaurant was empty, and Fang Lang and An Fan were the only ones standing.

An Fan was suspended in the air, his hair was flowing backwards, his eyes were red, as if they were about to shed tears of blood.

he growled.

Without any scruples, he smashed down the thunder in the wind and thunder formation!

His companions are all dead, and he still has scruples!

Destroy it!

Countless thunderbolts slammed down, and the anger of the ninth-rank and fourth-grade practitioners instantly vented down. The first floor of the restaurant instantly turned into a sea of ​​thunder and lightning, and countless corpses were blown away.

And Fang Lang was also constantly walking through the sea of ​​thunder. However, facing An Fan's carpet-like cleaning, Fang Lang could only flee towards the outside of the restaurant.

However, as soon as he escaped from the restaurant, Fang Lang, who was covered in blood, took out all the remaining flying swords. After activating them, he shot and hit An Fan continuously, one sword at a time!

It's like missiles shot out one by one!

The flying sword exploded!

Fang Lang bombarded An Fan in the restaurant!

An Fan was suspended in the wind and thunder array, and was a little dizzy from being blown up!

And Fang Lang used all his strength to smash out the spirit cone, and then his figure pulled out afterimages that were constantly disappearing.

Mutated swordsmanship!

Fang Lang's energy kept falling, and finally, it almost disappeared!

Jumping up, a sword was handed out.

An Fan, who had just recovered from his dizziness, was terrified and his hairs burst!

The wind and thunder kill the formation, the thunder master kills, and the wind master defends!

He mobilized the strong wind, forming a powerful wind wall in front of him!

However, the wind wall was still torn apart.

Fang Lang stepped into the artistic conception of the fourth-rank sword, and the swordsmanship he displayed again was not as good as Wen Ting's ten-year sword.

However, the power is also powerful and terrifying!

Therefore, the power contained in the mutant swordsmanship pierced through the wind wall without any suspense, and diffused into An Fan's body!

The huge force, driving An Fan's body, flew out, shattered the wall of the restaurant, and rushed into the long street of Linjiang City.

On the long street, all the disciples of Daoist sect stared in shock and disbelief.

Nail An Fan to the ground of Long Street!

The entire Linjiang City fell into dead silence, and Pavilion Master Wu and the middle-aged steward in Qianfei Pavilion were also shocked and speechless.

Outside the city, the strongmen of the Jianshu Sect and the Daoist Sect who prevented them from entering the city were swept away by their spiritual thoughts. Seeing this scene, they were horrified and wanted to enter the city to save Anfan, but... ...Linjiang City was covered by the magic array they set up, making it impossible to enter.

Immediately, he could only make a sound of anger towards the city.

"stop!"

And An Fan, who fell on the ground, was also dazed.

The power of mutant swordsmanship crazily destroyed his meridians, making it impossible for him to condense his mana. His vitality seemed to be constantly being swallowed by Fang Lang's sword.

He looked at Fang Lang blankly.

And Fang Lang just staggered up.

Hearing the roar outside the city, he looked at An Fan's blank eyes.

He pulled out the obsidian sword stuck in An Fan's body, and pressed it against An Fan's neck.

puff!

Under the bright sun.

An Fan only felt that the sunlight was a little dazzling.

He closes his eyes.

But never had a chance to open it.

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