Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

The sky gradually darkened.

However, the autumn rain became more and more pattering and violent, and the roaring sound made the whole sky tremble.

The streets of the ancient city were washed clean, and the accumulated water formed a stream of water, slapping through the streets and alleys.

A carriage galloped out of it, and the wheels passed quickly on the bluestone slab, splashing arcs of water, and galloped towards the outside of the city gate.

Zao Wou-ki was wearing a bamboo hat, and he kept whipping the reins.

He held a token and pushed it forward.

The soldiers guarding the city on the tower of Chang'an City immediately stood up straight and opened the closed city gate.

The carriage rushed straight out of the city without the slightest hesitation.

However, just out of town not long ago.

Zhao Wou-ki pulled the rein suddenly, the horse neighed, the front hooves raised, and then hit the ground heavily.

Smashing splashes of water.

In the carriage, the curtain was lifted, and the veiled Jiang Linglong slowly looked out.

"Miss, look..."

Zhao Wuji looked at the distance and couldn't help saying.

Jiang Linglong looked into the distance, but was slightly taken aback.

However, in the rain curtain poured by the torrential rain, two figures stood on both sides of the official road, like a confrontation between two knights in the rivers and lakes before fighting each other.

However, the ground around the two of them was full of potholes, with knife marks, fist pits, and footprints...

It is also the trace of dilapidation left by the operation array swept over.

There's been a big fight here.

The clothes on Wei Sheng's body were torn, revealing his muscular body. The tip of the black long knife touched the ground, and he folded his hands on the handle, panting heavily.

On the opposite side of Wei Sheng was Li Yuanzhen with a pale complexion, with bright red drops of water continuously dripping from his five fingertips.

The elegant long gown on his body has already been torn several times, but even so, he still maintains the elegance that should be there.

The carriage stopped at ten feet.

The two looked over and saw Jiang Linglong coming out of the carriage holding an umbrella.

Wei Sheng grinned honestly at Jiang Linglong.

"The teacher asked me to help Fang Lang, do you want to beat him together?"

Wei Sheng said.

Jiang Linglong's star-like eyes glanced at Li Yuanzhen.

With this sweep, Li Yuanzhen froze all over, put on a refined and easy-going smile, and picked up the oil-paper umbrella that had been thrown aside.

"It was all a misunderstanding."

Li Yuanzhen looked at Jiang Linglong and smiled elegantly.

Afterwards, he turned around and drifted towards Chang'an City. The excitement of the Qiuling hunting ground was not good, so he didn't mind going.

Both Wei Sheng and Jiang Linglong are not ordinary people, Li Yuanzhen is okay with one, but with two... I'm afraid his front teeth will be broken.

Therefore, Li Yuanzhen ran away wholeheartedly to avoid embarrassment.

Anyway, during the imperial examination, sooner or later they will have to fight, so it is meaningless to work hard at this moment.

outside the city.

Jiang Linglong bowed slightly towards Wei Sheng, and then planned to return to the carriage.

However, as soon as the carriage lifted the curtain, her delicate body trembled suddenly.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the misty and hazy ancient city of Chang'an.

Wei Shenghan didn't smile anymore, and looked towards the city solemnly.

On the main road in Chang'an City, Li Yuanzhen, who was walking through the stagnant water, also raised his head, a little bit of astonishment appeared on his face.

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Inside the tavern in the alley.

The torrential rain was getting heavier and heavier. Lu Taixuan drank enough wine, opened his umbrella, and walked towards Cui Cheng in the tavern. After slightly nodding his head, he walked over the accumulated water on his ankles and walked towards the mansion.

"Boom—"

A melodious and solemn bell rang from the inside of the imperial city. It was mighty and mighty, shattering the clouds and rain in the sky, and resounding in every corner of the city!

It seems that the gods are reciting the sins, and want to wash away the sins that have grown up with heavy rain!

Someone triggered the iron law hanging over the sky!

Lu Taixuan's footsteps stopped, and in the tavern, Cui Cheng also got up suddenly, hunched over, and walked out of the tavern in a few steps, wet from the heavy rain.

The two old men raised their heads and looked at the dark sky shrouded in dark clouds in Chang'an City.

...

The sky above Chang'an City.

There is a golden chart, slowly floating up, and the countless rain seems to be a crazy dance of ancient alien races!

Over the entire Chang'an city, countless raindrops falling from the night sky surrounded Jin Zhi at this moment.

This is a chart that condenses endless rules.

Every drop of raindrops gathered in the whole body, turning into terrifying magic arrays one after another.

It seems to contain an endless breath of destruction!

This is... the Formation of Forbidden Curses!

Everyone looked up to the sky, and they could see that there was a delicate and glamorous color on the golden letter, which meant...someone's hands were stained with royal blood!

hum...

Suddenly, the sky and the earth fluctuated.

Then, a drop of blood overflowing from the iron law was ejected and turned into a bloody arrow.

In the sky above Chang'an City, a blood-colored line was torn out, as if dividing the world like an ink painting into two!

Pointing directly at... Qiuling Yaoque Hunting Ground.

...

...

Autumn rain is pattering down.

The world was silent.

Only the sound of rain washing over the mud remained.

The third prince Li Liancheng stared blankly at his pierced abdomen, a tingling pain swayed along the cut skin into his mind, trembling his mind!

he got hurt!

He looked at Fang Lang, who was stained with his blood, and at those stubborn and crazy eyes.

Small people are also crazy about small people...

There was only one thought left in the third prince's mind.

"How dare he stab me?!"

From childhood to adulthood, he was injured for the first time, his skin was punctured for the first time, and blood bleed...

Because he is from the royal family and has the most noble blood in the entire Tang Dynasty, even if the three princes meet each other, even though they secretly want to put each other to death for the position of the crown prince, but...they still have to smile on the bright side.

It is because there is an iron law in this world.

There are countless rules, big and small, and the most important one is...

Those who are stained with the blood of the royal family will be killed by the Iron Law!

This is the iron law of the Tang Dynasty, and the Tang Dynasty is the world of the Li family, so this iron law... is the iron law of the royal family!

No one dared to violate it, but today...a boy appeared!

stabbed him in the stomach with a sword.

Grind his flesh with the sword!

Slash the iron law with a sword!

"You are dead!"

Li Liancheng looked at Fang Lang calmly and said.

He wanted to see how Fang Lang died.

Pooh!

Fang Lang pulled out the Obsidian Sword in Li Liancheng's abdomen, and the throbbing in his heart became more and more intense. He stepped on the carriage, picked up the Liansheng Sword that had regained his calm, held the sword in both hands, and fell back into the mud.

Li Liancheng's face was pale, he caressed the wall of the carriage with one hand, took out a jade bottle with the other, poured out a pill, and then covered the wound on his abdomen.

His eyes were still fixed on Fang Lang who had landed on the ground.

In the distance, Nan Yehuo got up, leaning on a sword with one arm, frowning together, extremely ugly.

He looked at the injured Li Liancheng, then at Fang Lang, who was still dripping with golden blood, and slowly let go of his frowning eyebrows.

Fang Lang is dead without him.

No one can escape the sanction of the iron law, it is the destruction and slaughter of the forbidden curse, which acts on the soul!

Even if you hold the Liansheng sword in your hand, you can't stop it.

Nan Yehuo breathed a sigh of relief.

In the rain, Wen Ting showed despair. He knew better than anyone else that the iron law was terrifying.

Fang Lang... was bound to die.

What he did in this teaching...was really a failure.

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boom! ! !

Outside the Qiuling Demon Tower, a sword light gallops towards it at high speed, like a white dragon between heaven and earth, galloping non-stop!

Smash the rain, break the cloud!

Chao Xiaojian was holding a head in one hand, and a three-foot green sharp edge was circulating around his body.

His face was full of dignity, and there was even more fear in the depths of his eyes!

The power of iron law...

There are hundreds of thousands of iron laws in the Tang Dynasty. Some innocuous laws can escape punishment, but there are a few laws that cannot be violated!

"Just now...that was the breath of the senior sister in charge."

With his white hair flying upwards, Chao Xiaojian glanced back at the Qiuling Demon Que.

The eyes are shining brightly.

The lotus sword... the secret of Zhongzang.

It appears that someone has discovered this secret.

Chao Xiaojian lightly threw the head in his hand away, and fell thousands of miles down the mountain and river. Then, he turned and looked at the scarlet arrow of judgment that shot from the direction of Chang'an City!

Chao Xiaojian stood in the clouds, palms together.

Suddenly!

The green steel sword hung above his head, and he seemed to have turned into a devout Buddha.

Waiting for the arrival of the bloody judgment arrow!

Finally, the sky and the earth were separated by a red line, and the rain curtain was separated from the rain curtain!

Opening his eyes towards Xiaojian, there is endless madness in his eyes!

In this world, everyone can't avoid this iron law.

Everyone will hide!

But only he, the white-haired sword demon, dares to stop Xiaojian!

Chao Xiaojian looked crazy, he laughed wantonly, raised his palms above his head, his white hair flew three thousand feet, and suddenly he clasped his palms together and swung forward!

Countless raindrops from heaven and earth turned into endless sword lights!

Chao Xiaojian's body was flying upside down, the red arrow was spinning at a high speed, but there were countless sword lights on its tip like epiphyllum blooming, blooming, disappearing, blooming and then disappearing...

A three-foot iron sword blocks the iron law!

Within the Yao Que.

The third prince, Li Liancheng, and Donglu Sword Master Nan Yehuo all looked at Chao Xiaojian like a lunatic, blocking the arrow of Iron Law's judgment.

What a madman!

"when--"

There was a loud bang.

Chao Xiaojian's white hair fluttered, and the iron law's red arrow was shot towards the ground, but before the iron law's red arrow landed, it turned and flew towards Fang Lang, who was stained with royal blood shoot!

Chao Xiaojian was helpless in the air, he tried his best.

boom!

Fang Lang stood where he was, with a calm expression on his face.

Staring at the Iron Law Red Arrow that kept approaching him, he held Hei Yao with one hand and Lian Sheng with the other!

A dire crisis approached him.

However, Fang Lang could only hand out Lian Sheng's sword.

A sword lotus is born, a sword lotus is born!

A bright lotus flower of sword energy bloomed in front of Fang Lang, trying to stop the iron law red arrow!

Pooh!

The sword lotus blooms and then withers.

And the iron law red arrow... shot into Fang Lang's mind without any barriers, and then diffused in.

Still not dead?

The third prince Li Liancheng showed a mocking smile.

However……

Soon, the sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth froze.

"Ding! The passive effect of [Instant Wooden Staff] is triggered, gaining an invincible defense that blocks spiritual attacks."

With a crisp sound of "ding" resounding in his ears, Fang Lang realized that his sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have turned into gold, and the iron law red arrow hit the golden sea of ​​consciousness, and it was instantly shattered and dissipated, and even with a little power, it dissipated and transformed into The extremely strong spiritual power poured into Fang Lang's sea of ​​consciousness.

Let Fang Lang's meager level of cultivation, which is only seven or eight levels of skill, start to soar...

Puff!

Breaking through the shackles, stepping into the sorcerer, one stage, two stages, three stages... is the unfinished stop.

"..."

It's raining all the time.

The surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet.

The boy who was sanctioned by the iron law was washed by the torrential rain, but the sound of his heart beating was like a drumstick beating the sky and the earth.

Fang Lang tilted his head slightly, and looked at the third prince Li Liancheng who was standing on the carriage in the rain.

Grin showing a warm sunny smile.

"That's it?"

"This iron law... feels strange and comfortable."

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