Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 81: ? A sword pierces the iron law
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In Chang'an City.
There is a tavern in an alley. The tavern is small and remote, and there are even fewer people coming and going.
However, the business of the tavern is quite prosperous, because the plum wine sold in this tavern is famous in Chang'an.
At this moment, there are two figures sitting opposite each other by the window in the tavern, admiring the yellow flowers and autumn rain. On the table in front of them are a stack of peanuts and a stack of marinated chicken feet.
The two of them ate and drank freely, toasting each other.
Cui Cheng filled Lu Taixuan with plum wine, and the other party took a sip and clicked his tongue.
"The plum wine from this old shop is still delicious. Old Cui, the last time we drank together was sixteen years ago, right?"
Lu Taixuan narrowed his eyes, as if drunk, said.
Cui Cheng threw a peanut into his mouth, and said with a smile: "At that time, Wen Ting was still the gentleman's sword in Chang'an, King Jiang Wu hadn't married the little girl from Pei's family, and the water in Chang'an was not so turbid. "
Lu Taixuan's drunken eyes were hazy, as if he was reminiscing about the past, but unfortunately, with his cultivation level, it is difficult for him to get drunk.
"Let's not talk about those things, I heard that the third prince left the palace in person and went to Qiuling Yaoque hunting ground?"
Cui Cheng put down his glass and said.
"The third prince is arrogant and domineering. This is his own character, but it is also his advantage, because it is simple."
"The first prince's thoughts are too deep for people to see through, the second prince... just don't say it."
"The fourth prince died early."
"There is also a fifth princess who feels that the whole world will persecute her..."
"The emperor of Tang said that he wanted to establish a crown prince, and the whole world was shaken, and all the ministers took their positions. Among the three princes... although the eldest prince is the most promising, there are still many people supporting the third prince."
Lu Taixuan laughed.
Under the rain, in the tavern, the two were commenting on the four princes and daughters who have the blood of the royal family.
Dean Cui said indifferently: "But the conflict between the third prince and the Jiang family, why should a child be involved."
Lv Taixuan squeezed his wine glass, turned his head to look at Misty Qiuyu: "If this child is not good enough, otherwise...how can he be involved in that vortex?"
"This child threatens Li Yuanzhen's No. 1 Scholar. The third prince will naturally intervene. As you know, Old Cui, the No. 1 Scholar is not just an honor."
The wrinkles on Cui Cheng's face were twisted into a ball like the roots of coptis. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't.
The two looked at each other speechlessly, only drinking in silence.
The rain outside the window is getting bigger and bigger.
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Beyond Qiuling Demon Que.
In the endless dark clouds.
Chao Xiaojian is dressed in white, with white hair and white eyebrows, with his hands behind his back, and an unpretentious three-foot green sword is suspended around his body.
The wind and rain in the sky and the earth are automatically separated around him.
When he learned that the third prince and Nan Yehuo had personally entered Qiuling Demon Tower, he was also shocked. The third prince was actually more arrogant and domineering than him.
Of course, what shocked him even more was Nan Yehuo, this old thing actually came out of the mountain himself, in order to deal with a child who didn't even comprehend sword intent!
Just because Fang Lang pulled out the Liansheng sword of the senior sister in charge?
How much psychological shadow has Nan Yehuo been frightened by the senior sister in charge? !
In fact, Chao Xiaojian really appreciates Fang Lang.
A young man who is crazy about swords, so hard to practice swords, practice swords...
Now, finally guarding the clouds and seeing the moon, the root bone has mutated, has a purple-grade root bone, and has a talent that is not weak!
How could he not admire such a young man full of sword cocoons and working so hard? !
However, he can't enter Qiuling Demon Tower at the moment.
In front of him, two figures, one on the left and one on the right, stood quietly, with heavy rain and long dark clouds under their feet.
Chao Xiaojian was a little helpless and lazy.
"The dean of Chang'an Academy, Guozijian offers wine..."
"One of you is the first prince, and the other is the second prince..."
"It seems that the eldest prince and the second prince wish the third prince can completely tear themselves apart from the Jiang family."
Lying at Xiaojian in white clothes, with his chest exposed, he shook the sword in his hand and sighed: "However, if you dare to come, my sword...it doesn't matter who you are."
He expected that someone would stop him, but he never thought it would be the First Prince and Second Prince.
The water in Chang'an is really muddy.
It's better for the Jianshu Sect. If the senior sister in charge is not here, he is the boss!
That kid Fang Lang is really too, it would be nice to stay with him in Jianshu earlier, and nothing will happen.
The two people opposite Chao Xiaojian just smiled, Chao Xiaojian... As always, it was Chao Xiaojian who loves to speak wildly.
The two hands overlapped, and suddenly the clouds and rain twisted all over the sky, the sky and the earth changed, and turned into a big formation covering the sky, instantly covering Chao Xiaojian!
He smiled at Xiaojian.
Raising his hand, he flicked lightly on the sword floating in front of him.
In an instant, the sky filled with sword light, and the waves in the formation were turbulent!
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In the Great Tang Dynasty, the power of blood cannot be ignored.
The bloodline represents that the ancestors have taken that supreme step before they can change and influence the bloodline, so that the bloodline of future generations will contain terrifying power.
In today's Great Tang world, the most powerful bloodline is none other than the Great Tang royal family.
Li Liancheng is the third son of the emperor. He has pure royal blood, and he is proud of this blood.
However, at this moment, Li Liancheng's proud royal blood has lost its effect!
He could suppress Wen Ting, but he couldn't suppress the young man in Tsing Yi!
However, he couldn't suppress the graceful and graceful figure condensed from the sword.
This person who haunts the elder brother's soul and dreams, is the person who makes the second elder brother extremely afraid.
"Xuanyuan Taihua!"
The name popped out between Li Liancheng's teeth.
Puff!
Blood is pouring out!
Gritting his teeth, Nan Yehuo cut off one arm abruptly. The incision was smooth, but the sprayed blood couldn't be stopped at all!
The sword intent contained in the Liansheng sword made Nan Yehuo feel like a leaf of duckweed that had been thrown into the ocean!
Is this a wisp of the woman's spiritual thoughts hidden in the Liansheng sword? !
Fang Lang could actually arouse this ray of spiritual thought? !
Nan Yehuo's heart was shrouded in a haze.
With just a ray of spiritual thought, I can't even develop the courage to resist.
Why is the gap so big? !
Did she...beyond rank nine?
Looking at the figure that was blurred and couldn't see clearly, the energy contained in it was obviously extremely weak, but it could easily make him unable to even swing a sword, Nan Yehuo finally had a look of panic in his eyes. A little bit of thick ink dripping into the clear pond can't stop spreading.
Boom!
Nan Yehuo's energy burst out, and his broken arm fell to the ground, splashing mud.
But the fiery red sword flew up at a gallop, pouring backwards like a winding fire dragon!
Circling, biting towards Xuanyuan Taihua!
However, that graceful figure waved his sword lightly again, and the rain below the entire carriage was like a brilliant lotus flower, blooming between heaven and earth!
Nan Yehuo held the sword with his other arm and blocked Liansheng. The terrifying sword intent attacked, and Nan Yehuo's face trembled.
Being drawn by a huge force, he flew out of the carriage, and fell rapidly towards the distance.
Like a lotus flower spinning and rolling over, the mud was plowed into a gully of several feet of sword energy, ferocious and terrifying!
Nan Yehuo was at the end of the ravine, holding a sword in one arm, and Dahongpao was cut and covered with wounds by countless sword qi...
On the carriage, only the third prince and the graceful phantom holding the sword remained.
Third Prince Li Liancheng's fluttering white clothes clung to his body, and three thousand strands of golden-dyed hair were spreading and flying.
Golden pupils with endless nobility, staring at that white shadow, staring at that lotus!
In fact, there was a bit of unconcealable fear reflected in those golden noble pupils.
For the first time, he felt oppressive fear from someone other than his father.
"Under the whole world, is it the land of the king!"
"This Great Tang belongs to my Li family!"
"The iron law is the iron law of the royal family!"
"Anyone contaminated with royal blood will be ruthlessly suppressed by the iron law!"
The third prince stood there, standing on top of the chariots and horses under the coercion of the white-clothed figure.
The power released by the royal blood allowed him to easily block the oppression of the ray of spiritual thoughts left by this peerless sword fairy!
"You dare to kill me?!"
Although the third prince Li Liancheng knew that what he was seeing was just a ray of spiritual thoughts, not a real person!
However, his golden pupils still released arrogance and arrogance!
Even if he is facing the number one sword fairy in the Tang Dynasty, who can oppress him like a father, he is still arrogant!
He bet, but she didn't dare!
Below.
At ten feet.
Wen Ting panted heavily, painful images flashed in his eyes.
The coercion of the royal blood...
His hand holding the sword was covered with veins, and he gritted his teeth.
The bent sword is like his spine that was once bent!
As Li Liancheng said, there is no king in the world.
His sword dare not be stained with royal blood. Once it is stained, the ordinary iron law hanging over the entire Tang Dynasty will truly explode its terrifying power.
Even if it is a fairy or a god, it will be suppressed!
Ten years ago, his spine was bent by the eldest prince Li Tianlin, and the spirit he had accumulated for ten years, is he going to be obliterated by the third prince Li Liancheng on this day? !
Wen Ting's heart was engaged in a battle between heaven and man.
He was a little dazed and at a loss.
Suddenly!
The young man in Tsing Yi beside him took a step forward, pulled out his obsidian sword, took a step, and stepped on the splashing water!
The coercion of the royal blood seems to be unable to suppress and shake the young man in the slightest!
The young man first walked slowly, and then, the speed of walking became faster and faster, faster and faster!
The mud-colored rainwater splashed three feet high!
The young man held the obsidian sword, ran wildly in the rainstorm, and swung the sword while running wildly!
Wen Ting's pupils reflected the figure of a young man running and swinging a sword.
The next moment!
The young man stepped on the soles of his feet, smashing the water all over the ground.
The body formed a bow arc, jumped up, and jumped towards the carriage riding on the third prince Li Liancheng who had the most noble blood in the Tang Dynasty!
Like a run-up jump that rises from the ground, the black sword reflects the coldness!
"Don't!"
Wen Ting narrowed his eyes and shouted in a hissing voice.
However, the boy couldn't hear it, or didn't care if he heard it!
Once the sword is stained with blood, the iron law will impose karma and punishment, and you Fang Lang... will be labeled as trespassing!
Become a sinner!
Forever!
And the terrifying will of the iron law will completely destroy Fang Lang, who is no more than the second rank, and his soul will die!
Wen Ting roared, but the whimpering of the wind and rain overwhelmed his voice!
Boom!
However, Fang Lang stepped onto the carriage with a cold face, his eyes fixed on Li Liancheng with noble golden pupils!
The coercion that was born in the bones, Fang Lang's spine that was about to be crushed burst!
But Fang Lang just gritted his teeth, clutching Obsidian, a gleam of light reflected on the black sword, like a ray of sparks on the endless grassland!
"She dare not!"
"I dare!"
You want to kill me, why don't I dare to kill you!
Why? !
Just because you are a royal family? !
Go to Te Niang's iron law!
Fang Lang stabs out with a sword!
It's like a sword piercing the iron law!
"When——"
In front of Li Liancheng, a golden shield appeared out of thin air, which was the self-contained defense of the blood.
Fang Lang didn't care about it, and stabbed the tip of his sword crazily on it continuously, making the shield ripple a little bit!
Behind the protective shield, Li Liancheng's pupils were golden, and he watched a little man struggling crazily with sarcasm.
However, his sarcasm quickly froze.
There was another sigh between heaven and earth.
"Little guy, why bother."
After the words fell, the white phantom of Xuanyuan Taihua slowly waved the lotus sword in his hand and cut it in the air, as if a budding lotus flower was slowly blooming.
Taihua Sword Lotus!
This sword cut off a certain connection in the dark!
Li Liancheng's eyes shrank!
In an instant!
He was shocked, his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the noble golden color in his pupils also quickly faded away!
Xuanyuan Taihua's phantom and the power of his blood were exhausted, turning into bits of white light and dissipating.
The Liansheng sword fell on the carriage.
And Fang Lang stabbed out with a sword again.
Poof!
That was the sound of the golden shield breaking!
Countless golden lights scattered and flew in all directions like shattered shards of a complete mirror.
Then...
Fang Lang crashed into the arms of Li Liancheng who had been cut off from his blood and fell into a momentary sluggishness!
The obsidian sword, as black as ink, pierced Li Liancheng's heart fiercely!
Pierce with a sword.
There is a small magic circle hovering around, protecting his heart!
The formation is difficult to break, it cannot be killed!
And accompanied by a throbbing, Fang Lang expressionless, turned the tip of his sword, and touched Li Liancheng's abdomen!
Can the formation protect your whole body?
I can't kill you~IndoMTL.com~I can't kill you, but I will also cast a shadow in your heart!
No blood, right? !
The sword is suddenly forced, pierced, and pulled out!
Then...
A sword.
Two swords.
Three Swords.
Puffing and chirping, the sword pierces into the flesh!
Take a puff of gold-stained blood, pat it on Fang Lang's green shirt, and bloom into monster blood-colored flowers!
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