Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 128: ??Love Master

The snow is falling quietly.

After a short period of silence in front of the Suzaku Gate, the common people and gamblers were erupting.

The disciples of the Dao Sect who performed extremely well in the group arena of the resource war in the past few days and crushed all opponents were crushed by the Jianshu Sect in the decisive battle!

Of course, it is too much to say that the crushing is too much. After all, the strength of An Fan made Fang Lang and others exhausted their best. His disciples were crushed by the disciples of Jianshu Sect.

The court referee entered the arena, administered pills to the disciples of Dao Daozong to recover from their injuries, and announced the final outcome, announcing the end of this tumultuous battle for Qianlong resources.

An Fan's face was a little pale, and the disciples of Dao Dao Sect didn't say much. They lost this battle, and it can only be said that they lost face.

Especially Li Yuanzhen, his pupils were dilated and his mentality was blown.

An Fan did not comfort Li Yuanzhen this time, because he himself needed comfort.

He, a fourth-rank and ninth-dan Dharma Realm, was defeated by Fang Lang, a third-rank Sword Astral Realm. This blow was much greater than that suffered by Li Yuanzhen.

However, An Fan's mentality was very good. He took a deep look at the extremely weak Fang Lang on the ring.

He remembered this battle in his heart.

This sword will come back sooner or later.

An Fan took Li Yuanzhen and others out of the arena in front of Suzaku Gate. The resource war was over, they failed to win the first place, and half of the resources they obtained had to be given to Jianshu Sect. Said, in this resource war, Dao Sect, the head of the top ten sects, suffered a big loss!

However, this loss can only be swallowed silently.

As a genius, An Fan is actually very clear that Nan Yehuo was able to obtain the Dao Sect's Great Return Pill, and he shot at the Holy Emperor during the court meeting. tricky.

Therefore, he didn't dare to call for injustice, maybe... Dao Daozong didn't injustice at all.

He had no choice but to use his own method to find his way back to Jianshu Sect, but unfortunately he failed.

Therefore, failure belongs to Dao Sect.

Glory belongs to Jianshu Sect.

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Donglu Yaoque, Donglin Mountain.

Although it is snowing heavily in Chang'an, the Donglin Mountain far in the east corner is lush and lush.

However, despite the lush greenery, the entire Donglin Mountain was shrouded in dead silence.

Donglu Jianzong is located on Donglin Mountain.

The news sent back from Chang'an also shook the entire Donglin Mountain and caused the entire Donglu Sword Sect to be in turmoil.

Nan Yehuo, the suzerain of Donglu Sword Sect, in Chang'an City, made a pilgrimage to the emperor, committing a great treason, committing crimes against his superiors, and intending to kill the emperor, which is forbidden by heaven and earth.

The elders of Donglu Sword Sect were shocked when they heard the news, and countless disciples were terrified.

A sword flower spans thousands of miles across mountains and rivers, coming from Chang'an.

The white-haired, white-clothed Chao Xiaojian landed at the foot of Donglin Mountain.

Looking at the mountain gate of Donglu Jianzong, he smiled faintly.

When Chao Xiaojian appeared, on Donglin Mountain, the elders of the Donglu Sword Sect came out with their swords, their faces were ugly, but they did not beg for mercy, but drew their swords towards Chao Xiaojian.

"Chao Xiaojian! Although I Donglu Jianzong committed a serious crime, it was judged by the imperial court's imperial envoy, not you Chao Xiaojian!"

An elder of the Ninth Stage Sword Cultivator shouted loudly.

Chao Xiaojian held the green steel sword, still step by step, slowly walking up the moss-covered stone steps of Donglu Jianzong.

He raised his head and turned to look in the direction of Chang'an.

"The little guys of the Jianshu Sect should be over, right? The resource war is the first to win, and the resources of the new disciples of the Jianshu Sect will be managed enough in the next three years."

"They won the first place, then I will kill one case and celebrate for a group of little guys."

Smiling brightly at Xiaojian.

With a shake of his hand, a golden token flew out, floating above the sky.

That is the order of the Holy Emperor.

The moment they saw this token, the elders of Jianshu Sect all changed their expressions, their faces were ugly, and their whole bodies were stiff.

The Holy Emperor asked Chao Xiaojian to judge Donglu Sword Sect? !

"No! This matter is all done by Nan Yehuo, and has nothing to do with my Donglu Sword Sect! I also have credit for sitting in Donglu Yaoque!"

The elders spoke one by one.

Chao Xiaojian pouted: "If you want to blame, blame Nan Yehuo, who told him to provoke me."

"As for the Donglu Demon Que...it's just a small demon gate, I'm carrying it towards the little sword."

Chao Xiaojian said lightly.

As he climbed the ladder step by step, the entire Donglin Mountain trembled.

Afterwards, he raised his hand toward the little sword, and shook it violently. Over Donglin Mountain, countless clouds gathered, as if turning into a big sword with the tip pointing down!

Gripping Chao Xiaojian brazenly, the big sword slashed down.

In an instant, it swallowed up the entire Donglin Mountain.

A wave of air scattered in ripples, swaying towards Xiaojian's body, a faint laughter resounded through the heaven and earth, pulling countless afterimages between the heaven and earth, and rushed into Donglin Mountain.

On this day, Donglin Mountain bleeds.

The white-haired sword demon Chao Xiaojian was ordered to destroy the sect. The elders of the Donglu Sword Sect and other high-ranking monks did not want to sit still and fought one after another. The final result was that blood flowed down the steps of Donglin Mountain And down.

The inner sect was destroyed. As for the practitioners of the outer sect of Donglu Jianzong, Chao Xiaojian did not kill them, but sent them away.

On this day, the whole world shook.

Donglu Sword Sect has since been removed from the world of Tang Dynasty.

The white-haired sword demon Chao Xiaojian's fierce reputation once again resounded throughout the world.

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Blood flowed all over the ground, and the thick blood couldn't spread.

On the top of Donglin Mountain, Feijian Peak.

Chao Xiaojian sat on a bluestone, his clothes were dyed red, looking at the scorching sun rising from the sea of ​​clouds, his white hair fluttering slowly in the breeze.

Around him, the bodies of the elders of the Donglu Sword Sect lay all over the ground.

Standing up, stretching his waist, he rose towards Xiaojian and controlled the sword, then headed towards Donglu Yao Que, and rushed into the Yao Que, intimidating all the powerhouses in the world of demons.

Chao Xiaojian was ordered to exterminate the sect, and took over the resources of the Donglu Sword Sect over the years, but correspondingly, the task of resisting the Donglu Demon Que fell on the Jianshu Sect, and fell on him. On the body of the little sword.

Although Donglu Yaoque will become a weak point in a short period of time, it is not a big problem if Chao Xiaojian is in charge.

Chao Xiaojian took out his cracked green steel sword, inserted it in front of Donglu Yao Que, and blocked it with one sword.

In the Eastern Lu Yao Que, the power of the collision of the two worlds is spreading, and there is a strong aura permeating it, but it dare not make too many changes, and gradually retreats.

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Xiaojian sneered.

Afterwards, after leaving Donglu Yaoque, a wisp of sword energy gushed out from his heart, leading him into the sea of ​​clouds, turning into a stream of light, as if tearing up mountains and rivers with a single sword.

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Chao Xiaojian returned to Chang'an City.

I also received the news that Fang Lang and others had won the decisive battle of the resource war, and smiled happily at Xiaojian.

And today is the birthday celebration of the Holy Emperor. Although Zhou Yuan, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, died, Eunuch Gao personally took over Zhou Yuan's unfinished preparations and held a night banquet in the palace.

For this night banquet, experts from various sects were invited. The hall was crowded with people and the atmosphere was lively.

Although many things happened in this resource war, at this night banquet, no one talked about it.

The disciples of the Dao Sect and the strong leader who led the team left early and did not attend the banquet.

Fang Lang sat at the table and case, drinking wine, eating food, watching song and dance performances, and listening to silk, bamboo and qin music, but it has a different flavor.

However, Fang Lang was quite low-key during the banquet compared to the fierceness and arrogance on the ring.

At this moment, Fang Lang's mind is full of thoughts about the things entrusted by his cheap master.

Go to Maizong to pull out the lotus death sword, go to see the Buddha's altitude lotus wheel sword, and go to Daodaozong to pull out the lotus back sword.

Chao Xiaojian did not know when he came over, smelled of alcohol, looked like he was drunk, and pulled Wen Ting who only drank wolfberry tea even during the banquet.

However, both Fang Lang and Wen Ting knew that with Chao Xiaojian's cultivation level, even the wine in the world would not be able to make him half drunk.

"Prodigal son, you must be thinking about drawing the sword, right? When you pulled out the Liansheng sword in Jianshu Sect, I knew something was wrong. The sword will be Wen Ting, I have been paying attention to this guy, and in the end, I killed you halfway."

Chao Xiaojian was unrestrained, lay on his side, took a sip of wine, and said.

"This time, it's time to set off to draw the three swords. I always feel that the situation in Chang'an City is not right. There is a big storm brewing. The senior sister in charge must let her come back quickly. Put together the sword, the cycle of life and death, and arouse the spiritual thoughts left by the senior sister in charge, and only then can the senior sister return."

Smash it at the little sword and said.

"Tomorrow, I will take you back to Luojiang City, and let you have a good time with your father. After all, this trip to the Three Sects, life and death are unknown. In this world, there are many people who don't want the senior sister in charge to return. "

"If you are afraid, stay in Luojiang City. If you are not afraid, then go there and see the demeanor of the top three sects of the top ten sects in the world."

Chao Xiaojian patted Fang Lang on the shoulder and said.

"Boy, are you afraid?"

Fang Lang couldn't help smiling when he heard the words, he was naturally not afraid.

If Xuanyuan Taihua returns to the Tang Dynasty, then Fang Lang can be regarded as a figure with thighs, and he can be regarded as a first-class and difficult existence in the entire Datang Dynasty.

After all, as the only disciple of Taihua Sword Immortal, who would dare to provoke him easily.

In that way, Fang Lang can devote himself to his practice. As for binding geniuses, he can bind whoever he wants.

Therefore, pulling out the three swords and letting Xuanyuan Taihua return will have many benefits for Fang Lang.

"Ding!"

"Target mission triggered."

"The road to practice is long, how can there be no backer? Go to the three sects and draw three swords. For each sword you get, you will get a [Silver Reward Egg]. If you guide Xuanyuan Taihua back, you will get a [Golden Reward Egg]. "

The system prompt popped up and echoed in Fang Lang's mind.

Glancing at it, the smile on the corner of Fang Lang's mouth became brighter and brighter.

After all, he had originally planned to go to the Three Sects, and now that this reward has been added, Fang Lang is even more motivated.

However, Fang Lang also understands that even the system tasks have come out, which shows that this task...is definitely not easy!

However, in the face of Chao Xiaojian's inquiry.

Fang Lang raised his glass and drank it down: "Afraid? What's there to be afraid of?"

"Master left his hometown alone and wandered in the world of demons. As a disciple of Master, I should naturally bring her back."

"This is my bounden duty as a disciple!"

Fang Lang said.

Of course he wasn't doing it for this rare golden reward egg, he just felt sorry for our cheap master who had been wandering in a foreign land for ten years.

When Chao Xiaojian heard the words, the drunkenness in his eyes disappeared, and he took a deep look at Fang Lang, and there was a continuous surge of complex colors in his eyes.

Senior Sect Leader, this disciple...was confiscated.

It is indeed more reliable than Wen Ting.

Everything was kept silent, Chao Xiaojian embraced Fang Lang, and clinked glasses to drink.

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In the imperial palace, a night banquet was held, and it was in full swing.

Compared to the heat of the banquet, the coldness and desolation in the cold palace of the imperial city.

Indistinctly, it seems that the sound of silk and bamboo from the other side of the imperial city can still be heard, and the oil lamp is dim, making it difficult to see people.

Third Prince Li Liancheng took off all his fine clothes and wore plain clothes, kneeling quietly on the futon.

He raised his head calmly, a strand of hair fell down from his forehead, he looked at the other end of the noisy palace, and seemed to be able to see the luxury and luxury.

He lightly stroked a small dagger in his hand.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and a little **** who lowered his head and couldn't see his face came walking in small steps.

Soon, they came to the house where the third prince Li Liancheng was.

"Your Highness... everything is ready."

The little **** said.

Li Liancheng stopped stroking the dagger, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes.

He recalled the death of the eldest prince Li Tianlin who had always made him extremely afraid.

He couldn't help being shrouded in haze and fear. In a trance, he seemed to see the scene of his eldest brother Li Tianlin's body being engulfed in iron laws, swallowing it like a juice...

He was trembling uncontrollably.

He also saw the scene of Fang Lang shooting Nan Yehuo with one arrow at a time.

Li Liancheng's heart throbbed, he closed his eyes for a long time, then slowly opened them, exhaling a foul breath.

"Fang Lang..."

Thinking of this name~IndoMTL.com~ Li Liancheng's eyes flickered with complexity.

In the end, all of them turned into killing intent.

After the killing intent subsided, Li Liancheng changed into eunuch's clothes. He couldn't stay in this cold palace.

"Your Highness, this is a talisman warrior provided by the Dao Sect powerhouse. His Highness is awakened with essence and blood, and can pretend to be His Highness."

"The one-time space magic array is also ready, the target is the Western Region Demon Tower."

"Very good."

Li Liancheng walked out of the cold palace dressed as an eunuch, and looked back at the lively imperial city.

Turn around and walk away.

And in the cold palace.

The figure of the third prince Li Liancheng was still sitting quietly on the futon, looking at the bright and cold moonlight indifferently.