Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Li Liancheng was at a loss.

With one move, just one move, he lost to Fang Lang, the ant boy who had been looked down upon by him before.

It's only been a long time, and this young man has grown from being weak to the point where he can be defeated by one move.

This is the monster!

Is this the fashionista who belongs to this era?

There is a sense of depression in my heart, but more of it is depression.

Li Liancheng realized that he was wrong. He used to be superior, but he relied on his blood and his mentality as a child of the royal family.

If he put aside the royal blood and the identity of the royal children, he would not have any pride in front of Fang Lang.

The torrential rain washed down, and the bone-chilling rain seemed to flow along the skin and soak into his bone marrow.

Li Liancheng suddenly realized that he didn't seem to hate Fang Lang as much as he thought.

Because, what is there for Fang Lang to be hated by him?

Fang Lang was able to rise from the humble beginnings, but he, Li Liancheng... was indeed far behind.

He is not worthy to be compared with Fang Lang.

Figured this out.

Li Liancheng suddenly felt that his heart, which had always been heavy, was quietly letting go of a heavy burden at this moment.

In the eyes of Li Liancheng, the previous jealousy and hatred were so ridiculous.

Maybe it's a person who is about to die, and many things are taken away.

The world became dead silent beside Li Liancheng's ears.

There was no sound, or he couldn't hear any sound.

Even if the sky and the earth are washing down with torrential rain, even if the sound of the rain falling to the ground resounds endlessly.

However, Li Liancheng could no longer hear any sound.

Li Liancheng understood that he was about to follow in Li Tianlin's footsteps.

In Li Liancheng's eyes blurred by the rain, there was only one figure left, that figure suspended above the rainy sky, that figure with sharp flying swords floating around him.

The most romantic young man in the world.

Blood water spread from Li Liancheng's quarrel, and was washed away by the rain.

"You shouldn't have killed me."

Li Liancheng shouted with difficulty.

He couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears that blurred his eyes.

"Kill me, Tie Lu won't let you go... You killed Li Tianlin before, and if you kill me again, it's tantamount to cutting off Tie Lv's food source. Tie Lv will really riot. If you don't kill you, it will never stop."

"This is what A Siluoshan wants to see!"

"Asiluo Mountain... is already under Chang'an's army at this moment. Once the Iron Law riots, Chang'an will be torn apart."

"A Siluoshan will take this opportunity to tear this hole apart, and let Chang'an fall apart under his iron hooves!"

Li Liancheng shouted hoarsely.

His voice reverberated between the heaven and earth torrential rain.

The onlookers around were silent.

No one answered him.

In the void, Fang Lang descended with his sword and landed beside Li Liancheng. The white clothes stained with scarlet blood were flying in the rainstorm, which was shocking.

"You are responsible for all the crimes, so what is Fang Lang doing to me?"

"I knew it earlier."

"Why bother?"

Fang Lang looked at Li Liancheng, who seemed to have aroused ridiculous patriotism, held the obsidian sword, and said calmly.

Li Liancheng's voice stopped abruptly.

At this moment, the revived gleam of light in the eyes fell silent again.

Li Liancheng stared at Fang Lang with expressionless eyes.

Fang Lang's shadow kept enlarging in his pupils, as if covering his bleak life.

"Give it a good time."

Li Liancheng said, he didn't think he could escape, so he was simply incomparable.

Fang Lang looked at Li Liancheng indifferently, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

"I don't."

Li Liancheng: "..."

His mentality is a bit explosive!

Can't you give it a good time?

"I, Fang Lang, are not a narrow-minded person. As a prince, you have a noble status. Logically speaking, I should give you a happy..."

"However, I think it's too cheap to give you pleasure. Of course, you have to die. I will slowly kill you, slowly cut you, cut you, and play with you..."

Li Liancheng trembled all over.

grass! devil!

Fang Lang... is a devil!

Killing Li Liancheng would trigger Iron Law's reaction?

Fang Lang naturally knew.

But will he be afraid?

When he was weak, Fang Lang dared to kill Li Tianlin. Now, why wouldn't Fang Lang dare to kill Li Liancheng?

"However... I'll ask you a question, and if you answer it, I'll give you pleasure."

Fang Lang said seriously.

"You ask." Li Liancheng's eyes were dull.

"What is the fifth princess's name?"

Um? !

Li Liancheng was startled.

Is this bitch a problem?

Afterwards, Li Liancheng blushed, as if he had been humiliated!

A face became extremely red!

"You're insulting me!"

Li Liancheng gritted his teeth, his surname is Li, what other name could his sister have?

This Fang Lang... Asked knowingly!

Just looking for an opportunity to humiliate Li Liancheng!

Before killing...you have to punish your heart!

vicious!

"Well, I'm just humiliating you, you answer or not..."

Fang Lang raised the obsidian sword, brushed his fingers lightly, and the obsidian sword made a trembling sword noise.

Fang Lang still remembered the girl he saw in King Wu's Mansion back then, that talented and evil person, the extremely obsessive character, the fifth princess of the Tang Dynasty.

With Fang Lang's current cultivation and strength, he could have ignored the fifth princess, because he didn't need to bind a fifth princess.

However, Fang Lang realized the benefits of blood.

After the blood of the demon son Chi Yun and the monster saint Bai Ling recovered, their strength soared.

This gave Fang Lang a huge shock, and also made Fang Lang taste the benefits.

Chi Yun has the blood of the Demon Emperor, and the saint Bai Ling has the blood of the Demon Emperor.

What about the Holy Emperor? !

As the number one person in the Great Tang Dynasty, the Holy Emperor, his blood... absolutely cannot be weaker than the Demon Emperor and the Demon Emperor.

And the performance of Li Tianlin and Li Liancheng...disappointed Fang Lang too much, not at all like the performance of a heir of the blood of the strongest.

As the heirs of the Holy Emperor, they are not worthy to be compared with Chi Yun and Bai Ling.

Therefore, Fang Lang felt that the one who really inherited the blood of the Holy Emperor...maybe someone else.

The Holy Emperor has a hand in his possession, and Fang Lang... has to steal it away!

Today's Fang Lang's strength has improved, and he can bind the ninth rank.

However, the world is in a precarious state, and the binding of the ordinary ninth grade has little effect.

Even for rank nine like Chao Xiaojian, it doesn't help much.

Unless you can bind Xuanyuan Taihua, Shenghuang and other transcendents, but binding such a strong person is tantamount to nonsense.

Therefore, Fang Lang felt that he might have to find another way.

Take the investment route.

People who go to the extreme will always give people unimaginable surprises.

Besides, Fang Lang had an intuition that it must be right to bind the five princesses.

"Hahahaha...Fang Lang!"

"I, Li Liancheng, don't hate you at all, but you... are really hated!"

Li Liancheng laughed miserably, with tears in his smile.

Humiliation, insult.

He has always looked down on the sick and weak Fifth Sister, and Fang Lang used Fifth Sister to insult him. He needs to use the Fifth Sister's name to seek happiness in Fang Lang's hands!

The damage is not high, and the insult is extremely strong!

"The world of the Tang Dynasty...the five royal daughters...surnamed Li...named...Lanling!"

"You are so satisfied!!!"

Li Liancheng roared angrily.

"Li Lanling...a good name." Fang Lang murmured, the smile on his face gradually disappearing.

With a heartbeat, it is to let the system start to bind.

Because Fang Lang's cultivation base has already surpassed Li Lanling's now, the binding speed is very fast and does not take too much time.

The heavy rain kept falling, and Fang Lang looked at the roaring Li Liancheng expressionlessly.

Since he promised to give him a good time.

Then you won't break your promise.

Fang Lang, he made a promise.

The obsidian sword fell suddenly.

Pooh!

The rainwater all over the sky stagnated suddenly at this moment!

The sharp obsidian sword was poured directly into Li Liancheng's neck, severing the carotid artery, severing the blood vessels, and breaking the neck and cervical vertebrae.

Li Liancheng has not entered the ninth rank yet, and has not gathered his spiritual thoughts.

Therefore, such a death is a real death.

Li Liancheng's pupils turned gray, with a hint of relief in the gray.

The rain poured on his face, flowing continuously along the sides of his cheeks, like endless tears of regret.

His eyes never closed, as if they would never close.

Li Liancheng.

die.

...

...

"hiss!!!"

In the void, Li Zhengyang held his hands behind his back and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Seeing that Fang Lang actually lowered his sword without hesitation, he stabbed Li Liancheng to death.

Also can not help the scalp numb.

Taihua, this disciple, is really ruthless!

However, Li Zhengyang recalled Fang Lang's experience along the way, and he knew why Fang Lang was so cruel.

Because of his lack of ruthlessness, Fang Lang might have died long ago.

A long sigh came from Li Zhengyang's mouth.

I don't know if it's lamenting Li Liancheng's death, or Fang Lang's change.

No matter what, Li Liancheng died after all, and was beheaded by Fang Lang with a sword.

The punishment of the iron law is about to come!

When Li Zhengyang thought of this, his expression could not help but become serious.

He looked up, as if looking through the stagnant rainwater all over the sky, looking towards Chang'an.

The iron law...maybe there is going to be a riot!

Chaos like eternal night...

Coming soon!

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...

Chang'an!

The long sound of the horn came from the long tube of animal teeth, stirring between the heaven and the earth.

The sound of war drums was beating, and the sound was like thunder!

On the ancient and mottled city walls, the soldiers of Chang'an City were armored one after another. Under the city of Chang'an, rows of soldiers lined up, holding long daggers and weights, forming a square formation!

Soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were good at fighting, and they were not afraid of fighting.

Because of the actions of the Holy Emperor, the wind of practice prevails, so no soldier will be afraid of war!

A Siluoshan pulled the rein and stared at Chang'an City.

Staring at the army under Chang'an City.

That was Datang's army, the most powerful tiger and wolf army in Datang, and it was not easy to break into it.

Asiluo Mountain can be as powerful as a bamboo all the way, but it is not an easy task to easily take down Chang'an, the center of the Tang Dynasty, success or failure depends on it!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The sound of heavy war drums beating shocked my ears.

On the wall of Chang'an City, there is a burly figure in armor, with a red cloak flying, standing on the top of the city, like a giant beast from the wild, with the momentum like a mountain!

Black clouds swept across the sky, covering most of the sky.

And as this person appeared in the tower.

Inside and outside Chang'an, the pupils of countless strong men constricted.

A Siluoshan's momentum was mobilized involuntarily.

Sitting in the big sedan chair of the military camp, Zhao Taifeng, the transcendent strongman of the Daoist sect who covered his figure with curtains, also slowly opened his eyes.

Under the city of Chang'an, soldiers all over the city roared to the sky!

The fighting spirit is high, and the army is entering the mountain!

Not because of anything else, just because...

King Jiang Wu, take charge of the army again today!

PS: Do you have tickets?