Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

"[Enlightenment Card]: After using it, the host's cultivation perception will be increased by a hundred times, and it can be used in superimposed fetters."

"Ding! [Enlightenment Card] has been used, and the duration is two quarters of an hour."

"I wish you a happy practice."

A system prompt pops up.

The next moment, Fang Lang only felt that there seemed to be white lights flickering around him, and his mind was clear for a while, and the countless sword intents became orderly in his eyes, and he could understand them in an instant.

After that, the overwhelming sword intent from the sword hanging above his head turned into a gust of breeze.

Crash.

The green shirt fluttered, and the hair on his forehead fluttered.

On Fang Lang's left and right sides, the phantoms of Ni Wen and Jiang Linglong opened their eyes at this moment, and there seemed to be light in their eyes!

The pressure suddenly dropped!

Fang Lang raised his hand, grasping the sword intent with five fingers, as if grasping the gurgling water.

buzz buzz...

Fang Lang felt that he saw a picture.

...

Jianmen Pass.

After closing the palace and the ten thousand-zhang gate, a gigantic hideous head emerged. That head was huge, like a mountain!

Mouth full of fangs, open mouth to spit, monstrous aura!

And before that huge head.

A figure approached gracefully with a sword, holding a long sword in his hand, and gently handed it out.

An understatement.

Endless evil spirit retreats, compresses and returns.

The world in front of the figure is like a landscape painting cut in half by a knife.

Mountains crack, rivers break.

On the head of that huge monster, thousands of purple golden lotus flowers suddenly bloomed, swaying and graceful, not like a human being.

The head of the monster was swallowed by the purple golden lotus and annihilated.

But on the sword in the figure's hand, there was a drop of dark red blood that was so thick that it was hard to disperse.

...

This is the sword intent of Xuanyuan Taihua, the lord of Jianshu Sect!

Lotus Sword.

A sword produces a lotus.

With the help of the epiphany card, Fang Lang felt that everything was clearer than ever.

He felt that the giant sword hanging above his head began to approach him continuously.

No!

It is he who is constantly approaching the sword!

He walked quickly, and countless sword intents seemed to dance around him.

Under his feet, there are purple lotus flowers blooming with sword energy.

With one step down, the sword energy blooms like refining, hovering.

Sword lotus grows every step of the way!

He seemed to be supported, and kept approaching the huge sword!

Fang Lang felt that a sword move was gradually taking shape in his consciousness, which was exactly the sword move born in Taihua's sword intent.

Tens of thousands of lotuses are born in heaven and earth.

Fang Lang stepped on the lotus like climbing a ladder.

The huge sword is only a few feet away from Fang Lang, and Fang Lang can even feel the edge of the sword on the hanging sword!

Fang Lang stretched out his hand, and he could pick up the stars.

Bend your fingers, tap lightly.

It hit the sword.

It seems to be asking, is there a sword fairy in the sky?

The crisp sound lingered, shocking the sword energy all over the world.

...

Jianmen Pass.

Outside the corridor.

There was a dead silence.

The atmosphere was extremely weird, and everyone was staring at the precarious figure in the tunnel.

Watching Fang Lang stumble and walk 800 meters.

The sword hanging at the end of the corridor burst out with even more terrifying sword intent.

The sword intent was surging.

Everyone thought Fang Lang couldn't bear it anymore.

However, what surprised everyone was...

Fang Lang seemed to be trembling all over with the sword intent, as if riding the wind in a day!

Not only is his figure stable, but his walking speed in the corridor is even faster!

Eight hundred meters, nine hundred meters...

Nine hundred and ten, nine hundred and twenty, nine hundred and thirty...

There is no pause!

The boy is like a ghost, drifting farther and farther down the corridor!

Walking in the courtyard is like a picnic outing!

Everyone was shocked, and the discussion exploded instantly.

what happened? !

Could it be that the corridor is broken? !

The scarred old sword repairman who had drawn sword marks on the ground, the scar on his face wriggled unbelievably, his eyes widened, and his breath was even stirring!

He stared at Fang Lang's back, watching the young man walk more than 900 meters on the corridor in the way of comprehending the sword intent without stopping!

And the distance between Fang Lang and the hanging sword is getting closer and closer!

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

Lu Ze and Lin Yun's bodies trembled slightly, and the next moment, they almost yelled at the same time.

"Shut up!"

"Shouting so loudly, do you want to die?!"

The old sword cultivator with the scar suddenly turned his head to stare at Lu Ze and Lin Yun like a fierce god, and the two felt a huge force crushing them instantly, pushing them tens of meters away.

The students around were silent.

But they were so curious in their hearts that they didn't dare to breathe out, didn't dare to make the slightest sound, and stared at the corridor.

Jiang Linglong clenched her hands tightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on her.

And beside her, Liu Bubai's face was pale, as if thinking of something, he muttered endlessly, no way... no way...

In the corridor.

The young man walks firmly and no longer falters.

Keep approaching the sword hanging upside down.

The distance between the boy and the sword is constantly shortening.

until ... is negative.

Because, the boy's hand...holds the sword.

It's like holding the whole world.

this moment.

The world was silent, the entire corridor, the entire Jianmen Pass, was silent.

Only the sword chant is left in the world.

...

Click!

The blue and white wine cup that was being twisted in Chao Xiaojian's hand was crushed instantly!

The clear wine was fried into a hazy mist!

"Actually... holding the sword?"

"The sword chooses the master? Is it also... a human sword?!"

A dazed look appeared in Chao Xiaojian's eyes, it's impossible.

Judging from his experience, Fang Lang shouldn't be able to hold that sword, and even 800 meters should be Fang Lang's limit.

But……

Fang Lang held the sword.

who cares!

"Hahahaha... good!"

"As expected of the person I have my eyes on Xiaojian!"

"It's a pity, I can't beat Emperor Tang, otherwise... this kid, now he will be admitted to Jianshu Neizong! It's a pity..."

Chao Xiaojian suddenly laughed out loud, grabbed the wine jug, put the mouth of the jug to his mouth, the liquor was gushing out, he was in a good mood, and drank with a big gulp!

While drinking, his face suddenly became stiff.

'Whoever can hold the sword can take it away. '

The scene of the hilarious mouth before echoed in my mind.

That is to say...

grass.

Sword, gone.

...

Fang Lang tapped the huge hanging sword with his finger.

The moment he struck the sword, a wave of sword intent swept across his body.

Suddenly!

A roar rang in Fang Lang's ears.

However, on the huge hanging sword, a drop of bright red blood began to slide slowly, and the speed of falling was getting faster and faster!

at last……

In Fang Lang's reflected pupils, that drop of blood turned into a blood-colored figure, hideous and terrifying, with his mouth open, galloping on the sword, swooping down, and flying towards Fang Lang!

The terrifying pressure made it difficult for Fang Lang to breathe!

Fang Lang's face was pale!

Blood on the sword.

Alive!

Fang Lang woke up instantly, exited the illusion, and everything in the tunnel was clearly presented in his eyes.

He saw that he was holding the sword clearly!

And the drop of blood sticking to the sword turned into a phantom and rushed towards Fang Lang!

This is the test!

Fang Lang understood instantly.

If the evil spirit cannot be resolved, it means that Fang Lang's life cannot bear the weight of the sword, and he is not qualified to take the sword away!

The uproar exploded instantly!

Students feel creepy!

Scar's old sword repair hand had already landed on the hilt, his eyes were sharp.

A gust of wind blows.

Chao Xiaojian, who was dressed in white and had white hair, appeared above the passage like a teleportation, staring intently at the inside of the passage.

If Fang Lang couldn't stop the monster energy and blood mist, he would take action immediately.

It just so happened...and it was logical to retrieve the sword.

boom!

The blood mist is coming!

Fang Lang held the Liansheng sword in his left hand and never let go, while holding the fine steel sword in the other hand, he swung it suddenly and slashed at the blood mist.

Double bond state, triple booster card, plus epiphany state!

Fang Lang's combat power at this moment is stronger than when he defeated Lu Ze in the previous team battle!

Sword drawing!

The sword roared!

Fang Lang's spiritual energy also spurted out, and the steel sword was pulled out suddenly, as if distorting the air, and smashed into the monster's blood mist!

However, the moment of collision!

The fine steel sword in Fang Lang's hand burst instantly, splitting into pieces, and the blades spun at high speed, smashing into the corridor, clanging and bouncing constantly.

The monster's blood was atomized into a monster's head, with a mouth full of fangs, biting Fang Lang.

The moment the sword exploded, Fang Lang's heart sank.

All around, the uproar and exclamation also resounded.

The students watched in horror.

Jiang Linglong couldn't help but clenched Ji Xue's hand tightly, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, a little worried.

Above the corridor.

Chao Xiaojian put his sword fingers together, sighed, and prepared to strike.

The boy has done well enough.

pity……

Um?

Chao Xiaojian was startled suddenly.

In the corridor, Fang Lang's eyes suddenly revealed a hint of madness. He threw away the hilt of the stainless steel sword in his hand, raised his hand, and put his thumb to his middle finger!

Aim at the flying mist of monster energy and blood!

Knuckles, one flick.

Flick the sword wave!

Like a stone thrown into a mirror lake, ripples appear.

The invisible sword waves spread.

The air burst.

The mist of monster energy and blood flew towards it, frozen as if time stood still, and twisted in the ripples in the next moment, and exploded with a bang, bursting!

However, the monster qi and blood mist did not annihilate and disappear, but quickly condensed into shape, and rushed towards Fang Lang more and more fiercely!

Fang Lang's face was determined and crazy. He raised his hand, and then he wanted to flick his fingers, and there was an air of air hovering over the curved fingertips.

Suddenly!

hum!

Jianyin exploded!

The quietly floating Liansheng sword trembled for an instant, as if acknowledging Fang Lang, it stopped floating, and fell to the ground suddenly.

There was a flower in front of everyone's eyes, only to see a lotus flower of sword energy blooming around Fang Lang.

Instantly engulfed the mist of monster energy and blood, accompanied by screams, it slowly faded away.

The sword lotus continued to expand, filling the entire corridor, the walls of the corridor, and the ground, covered with countless sword marks.

The tunnel... was destroyed.

All around is extremely quiet.

And in this silence.

Liu Bubai who was outside the corridor suddenly covered his mouth, and let out an untimely, uncontrollable "woo".

The will to lie down really came!

The corridor collapsed, and the hanging sword was taken away by Fang Lang.

Do the sixth batch of students still use it?

This time, it's not about lying down and winning!

What a lie!

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