Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 148: ??The art of explosion, the beginning of killing
In the quiet room, the quiet needle drop can be heard.
However, Fang Lang's mood is not as quiet as the surrounding environment.
As we all know, a sword cultivator can only comprehend one sword intent. It is very rare for a sword cultivator like Fang Lang to have two flowers in his dantian and two intents.
Fang Lang has never encountered such a situation, and in the process of practicing in the academy, the teachers' teachings never mentioned these.
Because very few people have two different sword intents hidden in their dantians.
Fang Lang's situation can be said to be a special case!
At this moment, Fang Lang's spiritual thoughts sank into the cyclone in his dantian, and he kept smoothing these two sword intentions. If he didn't smooth these sword intentions, the conflict would eventually detonate, and Fang Lang might burst his dantian and die!
And if it is someone else, maybe it is really impossible to control the two sword intents, but Fang Lang is different. After all, Fang Lang is bound to the existence of five bonded states, and he is used to multitasking. Underneath, the flower of Wan Jian's sword intent swayed in the dantian cyclone.
Fang Lang's fluctuating aura slowly stabilized.
Fang Lang looked inside, and he could see two flowers of sword intent floating quietly.
However, the Flower of Sword Intent of Time Sword Intent is obviously stronger, but the Sword Intent of Wan Jian is not weak either.
The quiet needle falls within the audible quiet room.
Fang Lang opened his eyes, and in an instant, the white robe on Fang Lang's body moved automatically without wind, and a phantom of a flower of sword intent bloomed in the depths of his left and right eyes.
The artistic conception of the fourth-grade sword is shocking but not dangerous.
Finally!
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One day flies by in the blink of an eye.
The atmosphere in Linjiang City is becoming more and more solemn, like a sticky swamp, once people step into it, they feel breathless.
This is true both inside and outside the city.
In Linjiang City, the restaurant facing Qianfei Pavilion was completely booked out by the disciples of Dao Dao Sect.
At the table seat by the window, An Fan and several fourth-rank genius disciples of Dao Sect were drinking wine and eating food.
Their eyes were fixed on Qianfei Pavilion with its door tightly closed.
"It's been a day. That guy Fang Lang has been hiding in Qianfei Pavilion for a day. He doesn't really plan to hide in Qianfei Pavilion for the rest of his life, does he?"
A disciple suddenly drank the wine in his glass, with a serious expression on his face, said.
An Fan shook his head, also shaking the wine in his glass, and said lightly: "Qianfei Pavilion is a sect that started out as a business, and it's not a relief center. Besides, it's impossible for Fang Lang to hide in it all his life. .”
"He still needs to go to Guanfohai and Maizong to draw the other two swords, so he will definitely leave Qianfei Pavilion."
"However, I don't think Fang Lang will have any hole cards to break our blockade."
"In my opinion, hiding in the Qianfei Pavilion is not a good decision. Does he want to break through to the fourth-rank sword artistic conception in the Qianfei Pavilion? Let alone, how long has it been since he broke through to the third rank? It is impossible to break through our blockade if you can really break through to the fourth rank, just a piece of sword art."
An Fan's analysis is not without reason.
Facing the net of heaven and earth laid by the fourth-rank disciples of Dao Dao Sect.
Even if An Fan Zichen broke the situation himself, he would only end up being beaten to death.
Fang Lang hid in Qianfei Pavilion for a day, and the more disciples of Daoist sect such as An Fan deployed more magic arrays outside Qianfei Pavilion.
An Fan didn't say anything more.
Looking at the shop of Qianfei Pavilion, he dared not underestimate Fang Lang. This young man has shown too many miracles since the scientific research began.
In the resource war, An Fan even lost to Fang Lang.
So, compared to other people, An Fan understands Fang Lang's horror better, so he won't relax in any way.
When everyone thought that Fang Lang could not escape, An Fan felt that Fang Lang might have some unexpected way!
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Outside the city.
The atmosphere is even more tense.
The chief guard of Linjiang City sealed the city, and the soldiers stood on the tower with extremely ugly and stern faces.
Outside the city, waves of tyrannical aura rushed to the sky, as if they were about to stir up and disperse the clouds above the sky.
The powerhouses of the Dao Sect rushed to them one after another. When they learned that Fang Lang was trapped in the Qianfei Pavilion in Linjiang City, they naturally rushed over, because they were hunting Fang Lang, so they occupied the Favorable terrain.
The high-ranking elders of the Dao Dao Sect also learned that the disciples of the Xuanhuang Four Pavilions of the Jianshu Sect were dispatched at the same time. At that time, they might meet outside Linjiang City and a big battle broke out.
At that time, if you fish in troubled waters, you may even be rescued by the people of Jianshu Sect Fang Lang.
Therefore, the elders of Dao Dao Sect directly arranged a cumbersome banning array outside Linjiang City to completely block Linjiang City. Walking out of Linjiang City, he was taken away by a strong man from Jianshu Sect.
Outside the city, the disciples of the Jianshu Sect looked extremely gloomy, stern and terrifying.
Wen Ting also came, his hand was already on the rapier at his waist, looking at the blocked city, without a word, he shot directly, and the sword hit the strong man of Dao Sect go.
Outside the city, the battle broke out instantly, and friction broke out between the disciples of Jianshu Sect and the disciples of Dao Dao Sect!
On the sky not far from Linjiang City, terrifying battle fluctuations are still sweeping, shaking the clouds, turning the clouds and raining.
It was Chao Xiaojian, Zhao Longshi and others who were fighting fiercely.
Obviously, they also knew that Fang Lang was trapped in Linjiang City, so they pulled the battlefield towards Linjiang City.
However, at this moment, no one is paying attention to the battle of these top powerhouses.
Because the battle between Chao Xiaojian and Zhao Longshi and others has gradually become fierce, no one can do anything to the other.
What everyone is more curious about is how Fang Lang, who was trapped in Linjiang City, can break the situation.
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In Qianfei Pavilion.
The eyes of the middle-aged steward who had been quietly waiting in front of the quiet room suddenly fluctuated slightly, and then saw that the door of the quiet room, which had been closed for a whole day, finally opened.
Fang Lang, who changed into clean white clothes, walked out of the secret room slowly.
The aura on his body fluctuated, and a sharp sword intent gushed out from Fang Lang's body. The air seemed to be twisting, as if it was shining brightly all day long.
The middle-aged manager was shocked, feeling that Fang Lang seemed to have undergone a huge change.
"Mr. Fang...you...have you made a breakthrough?"
The middle-aged steward took a deep breath. He didn't expect that Fang Lang actually made a breakthrough in the quiet room and stepped into the fourth-rank sword artistic conception!
From the light of Fang Lang's eyes, the two flowers of sword intent in the depths of his eyes made this steward, who was only at the third-rank level, feel great pressure and fear.
The middle-aged steward knew very well that Fang Lang had just participated in the world scientific examination a month ago. At that time, Fang Lang was only in the second rank.
And it's only been a while before Fang Lang stepped into the fourth-rank realm!
Just one month!
Is this the number one scholar in the scientific examination? Is this the top evildoer in the Tang Dynasty? !
Fang Lang nodded slightly, and asked with a smile, "How's the situation outside?"
The middle-aged steward bowed his head respectfully, bowed and said, "The fourth-rank disciples of the Dao Sect headed by An Fan have planted magic arrays at every exit around the store. If you go out, you will be besieged by the magic arrays."
"In addition, outside Linjiang City, the strong men from the Young Master's sect also came to help, and now they are confronting the strong men from the Dao Sect. Therefore, for the time being, the strong of Jianshu Sect can't break through the blockade and enter the city to save the young master."
The description of the middle-aged steward made Fang Lang raise his eyebrows slightly. In this way, wouldn't he be unable to escape?
However, Fang Lang's heart was warmed by the help of the strongmen of Jianshu sect.
In the distance, there were footsteps resounding. Pavilion Master Wu hurriedly appeared when he heard the news that Fang Lang had left the customs.
"Young Master Fang, you are finally out of the customs."
Pavilion Master Wu said with a slight smile on his face.
She handed over a space ring and said, "The twenty flying fire swords you want are all in it."
"I don't know what your master wants so many flying swords...what's your plan?"
Pavilion Master Wu asked curiously.
Fang Lang took the ring, but with a smile on his face, without saying the reason.
However, Fang Lang took out a Flowing Fire Flying Sword, and in front of Pavilion Master Wu and the middle-aged steward, spiritual thoughts gushed out and poured into Feijian's technique array, gradually astonished and stunned by Pavilion Master Wu and the middle-aged steward In the eyes of the flying sword, the operation array supercharged by the turbo reversing flying sword is reversely burned into the flying sword's operation array diagram, and the flying sword's operation array diagram is changed!
Pavilion Master Wu and the middle-aged manager couldn't understand what Fang Lang's purpose was.
However, Pavilion Master Wu's cultivation base is strong, and he vaguely felt that Fang Lang's modified flying sword formation seemed to have become extremely unstable.
"Pavilion Master Wu, I still have a big deal to discuss with you. I wonder if Pavilion Master Wu is interested?"
Fang Lang said to Pavilion Master Wu while modifying the flying sword formation.
Wu Gezhu looked weird, as if he could guess what Fang Lang wanted to do next.
Sure enough, Fang Lang threw out 200,000 gold coins directly, and the clattering gold coins piled up in a pile, dazzling.
"It doesn't matter if you don't have the Flowing Fire Flying Sword anymore. Forty flying swords with the same price as the Flowing Fire Flying Sword will come."
Fang Lang said.
Pavilion Master Wu is fine.
The middle-aged manager is completely dumb. Is this the rich and powerful?
However, if there is business coming, how could Pavilion Master Wu not do it, a big business of 200,000 gold coins!
Pavilion Master Wu responded directly, then turned around and went to the warehouse, and moved out all the Feijian reserves.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing a practice-related consumption and getting a double-durable random reward card."
"Persistent card, after using the host's toughness, endurance, physical strength, and spiritual consumption will be reduced by two times! Practice is more durable!"
Complete the transaction, and the system prompt will pop up again.
A rather weird item card came out, but Fang Lang didn't study it for too long, so he directly put it in the item bar.
Each level of the system has only one chance to generate rewards related to cultivation.
This item card is quite useful to Fang Lang.
The sun is shining.
Fang Lang's spiritual thoughts kept sweeping through, and it took half a day to tamper with the magic array of the flying sword moved by Pavilion Master Wu.
Even Fang Lang, who has mastered the spirit pupil technology, felt a burst of spiritual exhaustion, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.
Pavilion Master Wu and the middle-aged steward didn't know what Fang Lang wanted to do, so they could only watch silently.
After finishing everything, Fang Lang put these flying swords into the space ring one after another.
Standing up, carrying the sword case on his back, dusting off his white clothes, he bowed to Pavilion Master Wu.
"Thank you, Pavilion Master Wu, for your hospitality for the past two days. We will meet later."
Fang Lang said with a smile.
Pavilion Master Wu was taken aback.
"Young Master Fang, are you planning to leave?"
"Right now, in Linjiang City, there are all disciples of the Dao Sect...Young Master, I'm afraid it will be very dangerous to go out."
Fang Lang took out a Flowing Fire Flying Sword, and then took out a Spirit Crystal, and turned his head to look at the gate of Qianfei Pavilion, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"I always have to face it, and... there are some grievances, and it's time to settle them."
The words fall.
Fang Lang turned around and walked towards the door.
Wu Ge opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. The middle-aged manager next to her was also confused. He thought that Fang Lang would always choose to hide, but in the end...he planned to settle the grievance as soon as he broke through.
There are nearly a thousand disciples of the Dao Sect outside, and nearly a hundred of them are disciples of the fourth rank.
Among them, there are geniuses at the pinnacle of the fourth-rank legal realm like An Fan...
Shouldn't Fang Lang hide all the time, waiting for the strong of Jianshu Sect to enter the city?
Pavilion Master Wu and the middle-aged steward followed Fang Lang.
However, Fang Lang walked up to the gate, closed his eyes, and then, without hesitation, opened the main gate of Qianfei Pavilion, which had been closed for two days.
The long-lost sunlight poured down outside the door, illuminating the figure in the white robe, as if emitting golden light.
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Fang Lang closed his eyes, and many pictures appeared in his mind.
He will think of Lin Yun who was killed by him in Luojiang City, and Lin Muzhe who was killed by him in Youzhou Yaoque...
This is not the first time he has killed someone.
However, he is not afraid of killing. When he embarks on the road of cultivation, he will always be involuntary, and killing is unavoidable.
In this case...
Fang Lang slowly opened his eyes, and the emotions in his eyes gradually faded, becoming indifferent and indifferent.
Then kill.
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On the restaurant directly opposite Qian Fei Pavilion.
The moment the closed door of Qianfei Pavilion was opened, the whole restaurant fell silent instantly.
On the long street, many disciples of the Daoist sect hiding in the streets and staring at the Qianfei Pavilion also became vigilant, and their eyes burst out with brilliance!
Sitting by the window, An Fan's heart was shaken, and he slammed down the wine glass, causing the wine to splash.
"The door... is open!"
A fourth-rank blue-robed disciple squeezed in front of the window one after another, their eyes shining brightly, staring at the opened door of Qianfei Pavilion, under the sunlight, a figure in white walked through the door out.
"It's Fang Lang!"
"He actually dared to come out alone?!"
"How dare he?! Being blocked, does it mean he wants to break through?"
The Daoist sect disciples couldn't help being a little bit uproarious.
An Fan stared at Fang Lang, who was dressed in white, and felt the distinctive aura on Fang Lang's body.
"He has entered the fourth rank! He has broken through the fourth rank sword artistic conception!"
An Fan took a deep breath!
Quick!
Too fast!
It didn't take long for Fang Lang to break through into the fourth-grade sword artistic conception!
Terrible!
An Fan couldn't help feeling a lot of fear in his heart!
Under the sun, Fang Lang raised his head, and naturally saw An Fan in front of the window of the restaurant.
Fang Lang had a standard warm smile on his face.
Then, take a step forward.
"Activate the array!"
On the restaurant, An Fan shouted immediately.
The disciples of Daoist sect formed seals one after another, and the formation fluctuated violently.
As soon as Fang Lang stepped down, he saw all kinds of brilliance scrolling above the ground!
Terrifying fluctuations permeate every corner of the streets and alleys, making people palpitate!
Fang Lang laughed.
He grabbed the Flowing Fire Flying Sword, stuffed the spirit crystal into it, and then activated it. The magic circle above the Flowing Fire Flying Sword was blazing with light, and under Fang Lang's control, he rushed towards the restaurant at high speed!
In the restaurant, An Fan's complexion couldn't help but change.
Double palms formed seals, and a wall of spiritual energy emerged in front of him. However, when the Flowing Fire Flying Sword hit it, a terrifying explosion suddenly occurred!
Boom! ! !
The forward drive of the cross-reverse turbocharger can increase the speed, but the reverse drive will cause the magic array to collapse and explode!
The energy fluctuations of the explosion swept across, and the aura wall in front of An Fan was directly torn apart.
This... what is it? !
Detonated with a flying sword? !
And Fang Lang walked out of Qianfei Pavilion step by step, and continuously took out the flying swords with installed spiritual thoughts and changed the operation array diagram from the space ring, and moved them one after another, like cannonballs fired one by one, towards It roared away in all directions, and kept smashing towards the disciples of Dao Dao Sect!
Before the disciples of Dao Dao Sect activated the array that had been arranged and Fang Lang launched the bombardment, Fang Lang took the lead in bombing.
In the Qianfei Pavilion, Pavilion Master Wu and the middle-aged steward were stunned and gasped.
Detonate the flying sword to deal with the enemy!
Every second is burning money!
Shhhhh!
Twenty restless flying swords slammed into the restaurant one after another, as well as Dao disciples in all directions, explosions continued!
The flames, dust, and debris produced by the explosion rushed into the sky.
The smoke and dust are billowing, the sky is full of dust!
One hundred thousand gold coins ~IndoMTL.com~ burn in an instant!
Explosions...are art!
The disciples of Daozong were all in shock.
And the smoke and dust billowed.
A figure in white clothes appeared in front of the restaurant.
The obsidian sword was pulled out, and the Daoist disciple who was in charge of blocking the fourth-rank legal domain in front of the restaurant shrank his eyes, and Fang Lang slashed down with his sword, beheading his head.
The skill repair was approached by the sword repair, and the result is self-evident.
Flying high, the head spun around and fell to the ground with a muffled sound.
Blood was sprayed on the door of the restaurant and on the wall, like **** roses blooming.
Fang Lang held the obsidian sword obliquely, blood dripping from the tip of the sword, and stepped into the restaurant step by step.
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