Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

The detached level of momentum is constantly roaring and oscillating, and the energy ripples formed are constantly surging towards the surrounding steps.

A portal that covers the sky and the sun, like the communication barrier between the two worlds, is torn apart, and it appears in the world.

It was as if a fairy opened a door and walked out.

The souls of the world are shaking.

Fang Lang felt that the oppression and coercion brought by Wu Sheng disappeared in an instant.

The unprecedented feeling of relaxation made Fang Lang so refreshed that he couldn't help but want to let out a long sigh.

Martial Saint, the ancestor of the Immortal Martial Pagoda of the Ten Great Sects, is so powerful that Fang Lang can't resist it. He is an existence that has truly set foot in the realm of detachment.

The coercion he brought was naturally terrifying, so terrifying that Fang Lang was almost crushed and his neck was bent.

But, fortunately, Fang Lang resisted.

The energy beam formed by Wu Sheng suddenly disappeared.

The world seemed to be silent at this moment.

Wu Sheng kept warning in his heart, and he wanted to retreat without killing Fang Lang with one punch.

However, he couldn't withdraw.

The palm that grabbed his fist looked white and weak, but it possessed an irresistible strength.

He can't break free!

That graceful figure walked out from behind the portal, like a fairy coming to the dust.

At this moment, the sword energy between heaven and earth suddenly surged, and the countless sword intents seemed to be roaring like an angry dragon.

Sword Immortal, return to the world.

"How can it be?"

It was Wu Sheng who spoke first to break the silence.

Martial Saint never imagined that the speed of Xuanyuan Taihua's return was much faster than he imagined.

Wu Sheng didn't waste the slightest time. With his identity, Fang Lang, a junior, didn't talk about martial arts at all.

However, he still shot at the fastest speed.

However, Xuanyuan Taihua still returned.

"It's not right!"

Wu Sheng felt that he was cheated.

He was like a moth actively jumping into a spider's web, waiting for the spider to come closer and closer along the web, until there was no residue left after swallowing him!

"You're counting on me!"

Wu Sheng's face changed, and he let out a roar!

Xuanyuan Taihua... In fact, he could return a long time ago!

There is no need for Fang Lang to perform any summoning ceremony!

Perhaps, the moment Fang Lang pulled out his fourth sword, he could return. The information that Xuanyuan Taihua stayed in the Tang Dynasty before was likely to be misleading.

Of course, it is even possible that Xuanyuan Taihua can return when Fang Lang pulls out the third sword.

And Xuanyuan Taihua has been reluctant to return, the purpose is to kill a transcendent in a way that is not expected!

But now, the one who jumped into this pit... was him!

Wu Sheng's scalp was numb, and he felt an endless chill covering his whole body.

Tear!

Golden blood splattered in the air.

Wu Sheng cut off his own arm without hesitation.

Take this opportunity to escape Xuanyuan Taihua's clutches and regain freedom!

"Martial arts... It's better to be stupid to be pure."

A faint voice, somewhat ethereal and clear, sounded from behind the door.

Wu Sheng's face was livid.

He is the strongest martial artist in the world, but this person in front of him has the right to look down on him as a martial artist.

Xuanyuan Taihua, this peerless and peerless sword fairy, unexpectedly let him meet first.

"Where is Tianzun, the return of Xuanyuan Taihua... You and I will stop it quickly!"

Wu Sheng clutched his broken arm, the blood stopped flowing, raised his head towards the sky where the clouds were broken, and let out a roar.

He has to shake people and fight the female sword fairy alone, he is not sure.

Tianzun's opponent is Li Zhengyang, but Li Zhengyang is not some detached powerhouse, he is just a rank nine, and Tianzun has been paddling for so long!

However, at this moment.

What Wu Sheng didn't know was.

Tianzun above the clouds of Nine Heavens was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

When the sea of ​​clouds rolled and exploded, a bloody figure rushed out and kicked towards Tianzun fiercely.

The space was blown apart with one kick!

It seems that there is a giant beast transformed from blood, galloping in the sea of ​​clouds!

Boom! ! !

Tianzun raised his palm, and the image of Tianzun was condensed on his back.

He is famous for his way of magic, and he is good at magic.

However, after Li Zhengyang fused the blood of dozens of nine-rank monsters, he was even more martial arts, barbaric, violent, reckless...

Waiting for attributes, so that Tianzun is extremely headache.

At this moment, Tianzun would rather change his opponent with Wu Sheng.

If the martial saint came to fight the crazy Li Zhengyang, it might be easy, because the martial saint is equally domineering and brutal as a stupid martial artist.

"die!"

Tianzun clapped his palms together.

There seemed to be two invisible walls between the sky and the earth.

The walls shut tightly.

There was a muffled bang, and in the void, Li Zhengyang's crazy blood-colored body seemed to be squeezed and flattened.

A ball of blood shoots out!

However, while Li Zhengyang was roaring, he still squeezed madly and kicked at Tianzun.

Even if the body is crushed and dripping with blood, it will not hesitate.

This is a madman!

As a detached being, Tianzun felt troublesome for the first time being provoked by a non-detached existence. As for Wu Sheng's roar, he certainly heard it, but at this moment, it was difficult for him to escape and help.

Of course, Tianzun was also hit with a real fire. If Li Zhengyang was not killed, it would be difficult to calm his detached state of mind.

Roar!

In the void, Li Zhengyang roared, and the blood vessels on his back squirmed, sending out blood power.

It's like a constant source of motivation.

Li Zhengyang has no other moves, he just kicks.

Kick the sky with one foot, kick the ground with one foot, and kick the gods with one foot!

Boom! ! !

Tianzun raised his hand, his robe fluttered, his face was cold and serious, he sat cross-legged in the clouds, and there was a cloud disk under his body.

The powerful divine sense stirred up, causing walls to stand up in all directions.

This is the strongest defense of Tianzun!

...

...

Wu Sheng roared, but did not get a response from Tianzun.

He understands that this battle can only be fought by himself.

Puchi, puchi...

At the place where the arm was severed, the blood swayed, and then, a flesh and blood arm emerged.

Wu Sheng's eyes were like lightning, staring at the graceful figure walking out from the gate of the world step by step.

Fang Lang sat down in the sword formation, panting slightly, looking at the back, he couldn't help but feel a little happy and relaxed.

The cheap master is back, so this battle should also be over.

Xuanyuan Taihua gave people a very high sense of security. At least, when Fang Lang saw her return, he understood that there might be a slight turning point in the game that was bound to lose.

"Master, this martial artist doesn't talk about martial arts! Bully the small with the big! Bully your apprentice!"

Sitting in the sword formation, Fang Lang said loudly.

He is not a person who likes to add insult to injury, and Fang Lang is not a person who likes to hold grudges.

He doesn't like to hold grudges.

He likes to take revenge immediately.

"Master, beat him to death for this disciple!"

Fang Lang hissed.

In the void, the graceful figure who was walking was paused.

However, after all, there was no turning back.

Wu Sheng's eyes are cold and stern, this son is really hateful!

However, Wu Sheng was even more shocked by Fang Lang's heart and tenacity. Under the suppression of his transcendence, he could still be so lively!

However, at the moment Wu Sheng is more concerned about Xuanyuan Taihua.

No time to take care of this brat.

If he can survive, Wu Sheng will definitely let Fang Lang understand how desperate it is to be hated by a detached and strong man.

"Xuanyuan Taihua..."

"The No. 1 Sword Immortal in the Tang Dynasty."

Wu Sheng stood in the void, staring at the woman.

"Today, let me see."

Wu Sheng said loudly.

If there is no way to retreat, then there will be a battle.

Afterwards, at a height of ten thousand feet, he made a martial arts gesture, drawing circles with both hands, stirring up the dramatic changes in the sky and the surging clouds.

The female sword fairy did not speak.

Just keep walking.

Every step of the way, a lotus is born, a lotus flower with sword qi, and in each lotus flower with sword qi, it seems that thousands of swords are bred, which belongs to the pinnacle of kendo.

Fang Lang was amazed, and sat and watched.

This is the ultimate battle in the world, a confrontation beyond realm.

Fang Lang looked forward to it.

Martial saints are very strong, there are tens of thousands of martial arts masters in the world, and those who dare to call themselves saints by martial arts are rare.

Wu Sheng's strength is definitely something to praise.

However, what puzzled Fang Lang was that Xuanyuan Taihua didn't seem to have taken away the four swords of reincarnation.

"Master, your sword."

Fang Lang spoke loudly again.

However, this time, cheap master responded to him.

"No, now, it's your sword."

"Besides."

"Kill him without a sword."

Xuanyuan Taihua Dao, a female sword fairy, is unparalleled in domineering.

Wu Sheng was very angry, he was looking down on someone.

The martial sage stepped forward, his whole body was like a solid stone plate, invincible, when he raised his hands and feet, it seemed that there were mountains pressing down across the sky!

However, the female sword fairy did not retreat in the slightest, and continued to move forward, as if planning to use her body to fight hard against the strongest martial saint in the world.

The two are like two meteors converging towards each other, converging together in the sky.

Finally, as Fang Lang's eyes tightened.

Martial saints collide with female sword immortals!

The martial sage punches out, and the female sword fairy throws out her finger.

For a split second, the sky and the earth seemed to have no light, and the power beyond the realm seemed to stir the regular fluctuations of the sky and the earth.

The strongest thing about a martial artist is his physique, and what a martial artist is most proud of is his physique. His indestructible physique is comparable to the stars in the sky.

If it is a long-distance battle, fighting with sword energy and sword intent, Wu Sheng will be a little afraid.

However, Xuanyuan Taihua actually chose to fight hand-to-hand with his Martial Saint.

How much does this look down on him, the Wusheng of the Immortal Martial Tower?

With a horizontal push, Wu Sheng punches.

Immortal Martial Pagoda Martial Arts Secret Skills, Eighteen Dozens of Immortal Martial Arts!

The fists overlap, and in an instant, the sky is full of shadows of fists.

With one punch, the shadow of the fist is like stars in the night sky.

And there are eighteen dozen punches like this, and each punch is enough to flatten mountains and fill seas, break rivers and destroy lakes!

The female sword fairy Xuanyuan Taihua is still dressed in white, holding sword fingers in her hands, and walking with lotus.

Even though Fang Lang had great confidence in Xuanyuan Taihua, at this moment, he felt a little nervous.

What should I do if the master is defeated?

Fang Lang was a little nervous.

During the moment he was thinking like this, Wu Sheng and Xuanyuan Taihua were completely close to each other.

Wu Sheng punched out, Tai Hua threw out his finger.

There seemed to be a muffled sound like a fart from the Sword of Heaven and Earth.

It seemed that all the explosions that could hit the eardrums were gathered together at this moment!

Among the sword formations.

Fang Lang stood up abruptly.

The pupils tightened.

But I saw that the clouds flowed away.

Wu Sheng maintained the movement of punching, his eyes were full of shock.

Wu Sheng's divine sense came out of his body, however, that blurred divine mind was pierced into a thousand holes by countless sword lights while screaming miserably.

The female sword fairy has flying hair, and the ancient well has no waves.

Two fingers, as white as jade, gently touched Wu Sheng's neck, and then wiped it.

It's like exploring a bag.

Take off the hideous head of Wu Sheng!

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