Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 35: ??Draw the sword
"[Enlightenment Card]: After using it, the host's cultivation awareness 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.
At 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 blue shirt was blown and fluttered, and the hair on the forehead fluttered lightly.
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 and grasped the sword intent with five fingers, as if grasping the gurgling water.
Buzz...
Fang Lang felt that he had seen 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 in hand, holding a long sword in his hand, and gently handed it out.
An understatement.
The 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.
The mountain is cracked and the river is broken.
Thousands of purple golden lotus flowers suddenly bloomed on the head of the huge monster, swaying and swaying like nothing in the world.
The head of the monster was swallowed by the purple gold 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 difficult to scatter.
……
This is the sword intent of Xuanyuan Taihua, the lord of Jianshu Sect!
Lian Shengjian.
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 and hovers like refining.
Sword lotus grows step by step!
As if he was being supported, he kept approaching the huge sword!
Fang Lang felt that in his consciousness, a sword move was gradually taking shape, which was exactly the sword move born in Taihua's sword intent.
There are tens of thousands of lotuses in the world.
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.
Finger, tap.
Knocked on 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 the figure stable, but the walking speed in the tunnel 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's going on? !
Could it be that the corridor is broken? !
The old sword repairman with the scar on the ground, the scar on his face squirmed unbelievably, his eyes widened, and his breath was even surging!
He stared at Fang Lang's back, watching the young man walk more than 900 meters in the corridor without stopping in the way of comprehending the sword intent!
And the distance between Fang Lang and the hanging sword is getting closer and closer!
"Impossible! This is impossible!"
Lu Ze and Lin Yun trembled slightly, and the next moment, the two of them yelled out almost at the same time.
"Shut up!"
"Shouting so loudly, do you want to die?!"
The old sword repairer with the scar suddenly turned his head and stared at Lu Ze and Lin Yun like a fierce god. The two of them felt a huge force crushing them instantly, pushing them tens of meters away.
The surrounding students 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 seems to hold the whole world.
This moment.
The world is silent, the entire tunnel, the entire Jianmen Pass, is 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, fried into a hazy mist!
"Actually... holding the sword?"
"The sword chooses the master? It is also... the sword of the people?!"
Chao Xiaojian's eyes were a bit dazed, 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.
Never mind!
"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 included in Jianshu Neizong! It's a pity..."
Chao Xiaojian suddenly burst into laughter, grabbed the jug, put the mouth of the jug to his mouth, the wine was sprayed thinly, he was in a good mood, and drank a big gulp!
While drinking, his face suddenly became stiff.
‘Whoever can hold the sword can take it away. ’
The scene of the happy mouth before echoed in my mind.
That is to say...
Fuck.
The sword, gone.
……
Fang Lang tapped the gigantic hanging sword with his fingers.
The moment he tapped 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!
Finally...
In Fang Lang's reflected pupils, that drop of blood turned into a blood-colored figure, hideous and terrifying, with his mouth open, flying on the sword, swooping down, and rushing towards Fang Lang!
The terrifying pressure made it difficult for Fang Lang to breathe!
Fang Lang's face was pale!
Blood on the sword.
Live!
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, atomized into a phantom, rushed towards Fang Lang!
This is the test!
Fang Lang understood in an instant.
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!
The students feel the creeps!
The old sword repairer with the scar has already landed on the hilt, his eyes are sharp.
A gust of wind blows.
Chao Xiaojian, with white hair and white clothes, appeared above the corridor as if teleporting, staring fixedly at the corridor.
If Fang Lang couldn't stop the monster energy and blood mist, he would take action immediately.
It just so happens that... the sword can be retrieved logically.
Boom!
The blood fog 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!
The aura from Fang Lang's body was also gushing 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 energy and blood atomized into a monster's head, with a mouth full of fangs, biting towards 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, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, a little worried.
Above the corridor.
Putting his fingers together towards Xiaojian, he also sighed and was about to strike.
The boy has done well enough.
Unfortunately...
Huh?
Zhao Xiaojian was startled suddenly~IndoMTL.com~ In the corridor, Fang Lang's eyes suddenly showed a little 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!
With one finger, 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 swooped in, froze 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 looked resolute and crazy. He raised his hand, and then he wanted to flick his fingers.
Suddenly!
Hum!
Jianyin exploded!
The quietly floating Liansheng sword trembled for an instant, as if acknowledging Fang Lang, it was no longer suspended, 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 swallowed up the mist of monster energy and blood, accompanied by screams, and 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... is ruined.
The surrounding area is extremely quiet.
And in this silence.
Liu Bubai 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 need to compete?
This time, it's not about lying down and winning!
This is a lie!
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