Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 156: ?A strange battle

Monk Fahe was defeated, and Guanfohai lost in the first battle of the pagoda.

However, this does not mean that the Guanfohai side really failed completely, it just fell into decline in terms of the situation.

There is still a chance of a comeback.

Bai Ling, the saintess of the monster race, is indeed powerful in terms of strength. The talent of the monster, coupled with her strong strength, has already made her almost invincible.

Monk Fahe is not weak, a fourth-rank and ninth-dan warrior with so much energy and blood, in Fang Lang's view, even if An Fan meets Fahe, there is only the possibility of being beaten severely.

But Monk Fahe still lost.

Obviously, Bai Ling, the saintess of the monster clan, is superior in strength. That white demon sword is so graceful that in Master Ciyue's opinion, only the young Xuanyuan Taihua can fight against it.

When Monk Fajue was defeated in Fahe, he was still ready to fight.

However, Fang Lang's light voice interrupted the decision of Master Ciyue and Fajue.

Fajue looked at Fang Lang in astonishment.

Hearing Fang Lang say that he was the hole card in this stupa battle, the astonishment on Monk Fajue's expression could not be concealed.

How did he...become the hole card?

The venerable Master Ciyue looked a little heavy, Fahe's defeat was a not-so-good start for the battle for the stupa.

For the Guanfohai side, with the defeat of Fahe, they have been completely driven to a dead end.

However, Fang Lang personally applied for the battle, which still surprised Master Ciyue for a while.

After all, Fang Lang's cultivation is not too strong.

Although, Master Ciyue admits that Fang Lang's talent is very enchanting.

However, in terms of absolute cultivation, Fang Lang is indeed much weaker than Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan.

Therefore, after Fang Lang said that he would fight in person and let Fajue be his hole card, Master Ciyue did not refuse after thinking for a while.

On the other hand, Monk Fajue looked a little embarrassed.

"How did I become the trump card?"

"I can't do it, benefactor Fang Lang, let me go first, you are our hope to see the sea of ​​Buddha."

Monk Fajue had seen Fang Lang slaughtering the disciples of the Dao Sect alone in Linjiang City. That battle had a great impact on him.

Fang Lang smiled, and he looked at the little monk Fajue with full trust in his expression: "I believe in you, you are really the hole card in this stupa battle."

"I need you to tell me the truth!"

Fang Lang said.

Facing Fang Lang's firm words, Monk Fajue inexplicably felt a heavy pressure and responsibility on him.

Fang Lang smiled.

Dressed in white, she took a step forward, with a ray of sword energy in her lungs, and immediately stepped out with the sword, rushing into the vast sea waves.

The waves were cut, Fang Lang fell on the sea, and walked on foot.

Since Fang Lang chose to play, there is naturally a reason.

When he entered the arena gracefully, the system's prompt sounded in his mind.

"Congratulations to the host, the bond object Bai Ling was successfully bound."

"Congratulations to the host, the bond object Chi Yun has been successfully bound."

Two prompts popped up at the same time.

In the depths of Fang Lang's eyes, there was a faint flash of light, and he successfully bound two Tianjiao consecutively, which was good news for Fang Lang.

At least, for Fang Lang, Fang Lang was able to dig a lot of good things from the monster saint and the devil.

After all, although the system has been optimized and has an active ability, the original passive system still exists.

As long as there are matters related to practice with the bonded object, you can get rewards.

The sea is choppy.

Bai Ling, the saintess of the demon tribe, fought with Monk Fahe, her aura also fluctuated slightly. After all, Monk Fahe is not weak. The look is endless.

She stared at Fang Lang.

She had heard about Master Ciyue's introduction to Fang Lang, and she didn't care about Fang Lang's cultivation. In her eyes, Fang Lang's cultivation for the first time was not worth mentioning.

However, what Bai Ling really cared about was Fang Lang's identity, Xuanyuan Taihua's personal disciple.

This identity is not much weaker than her identity as a demon saint.

However, Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan, was still slightly taken aback when she saw Fang Lang playing.

She thought Fang Lang would be the hole card, but... the second one played.

Bai Ling's eyes shifted sideways and landed on Monk Fajue standing beside Master Ciyue with palms folded.

Could it be that this monk Fajue is better than this disciple of Xuanyuan Taihua?

Bai Ling withdrew her gaze, and her heart became more solemn. Bai Ling was also very aware of the importance of the stupa battle, otherwise, the demon clan would not have specially sent her to participate in this stupa battle.

She will not let up, she will go all out.

Looking at Fang Lang who was coming on the waves, Bai Ling slowly exhaled a foul breath, and slowly raised the white sword in his hand.

Fang Lang had a gentle smile on his face. He had always had such a smile, gentle and refined.

Even if this battle is extremely important to the battle for the stupa.

On the other hand, Bai Ling was in a daze. Suddenly, she felt that Fang Lang and her were not rivals, but friends whom she hadn't seen for many years.

It seems that their battle this time is not just a simple battle, but should it be called a practice exchange?

What's with this inexplicable **** feeling?

Bai Ling shook off this strange emotion, raised the sword in her hand, and raised her delicate face slightly.

"The demon world, Bai Ling."

Bai Ling talked to Fang Lang across the distant sea.

Fang Lang's white clothes were like snow, his smile was like a flower, and he slowly pulled out the obsidian sword from the sword case on his back.

The tip of the sword pointed obliquely, just like Bai Ling's movement, and said with a smile: "The world of Tang Dynasty, Fang Lang."

"Please advise."

After the words fell, Bai Ling was in a trance for a while, and then, she moved without holding back her hand.

She instantly pulled herself closer, striding across the vast sea, stepping on the water waves that kept rushing into the sky.

The monster race has a very strong physical body, and she definitely has an advantage in the physical body, and Fang Lang, as Xuanyuan Taihua's disciple, is undoubtedly good at swords.

Bai Ling is also good at swordsmanship, but in terms of swordsmanship, he may not be able to compare with Fang Lang.

Therefore, I chose to overwhelm Fang Lang physically!

Fang Lang held the obsidian sword and swung it slowly, as if drawing a big circle between the sky and the earth.

In an instant, Fang Lang's eyes were deep, and the ancient well was silent.

"System, share cultivation."

The words fell.

Fang Lang was originally just a breath of the fourth rank, and began to climb continuously.

This is the active ability after system optimization, which can share (80%) cultivation, talent, etc. of the bonded object!

Strength can also be superimposed!

As soon as he made a move, Fang Lang never held back anything!

Fighting is actually a kind of practice communication, and it is a kind of deep practice communication!

"Come on!"

Fang Lang shouted loudly.

The cultivation base on the body began to superimpose.

Jiang Linglong, Liu Bubai, Ni Wen, Wei Sheng, Wen Ting... Bai Ling, Chi Yun!

The cultivation bases of each bonded object began to superimpose continuously!

Let the aura on Fang Lang's body rise rapidly, and indistinctly, there seem to be one after another phantoms appearing behind him!

As the Obsidian Sword swung the sword, a sword energy burst out from below the sea level like a swimming snake.

Fang Lang's sword is really powerful!

At this moment, Bai Ling, the holy maiden of the demon clan, dare not take anything lightly!

Strong!

Strong!

Not even weaker than her!

Bai Ling's complexion changed slightly, and she was filled with fear.

The white feather sword in her hand is no longer hidden, and her movements contain endless beauty. She walks on the sea like walking on flat ground.

A sword is stretched out, tearing the air and waves, the sound is like a dragon's chant, and the sword's chant is like a tiger's howl!

On the sea level, all the raging and tumbling air currents were cut open!

The sword was shining brightly, containing the ultimate sharpness. In just a moment, it had already drawn a long and narrow sword mark on the sea level, like a white snake, which lasted for a long time, as if it existed forever!

There is a sword intent bursting out from this sword, and behind the sword light, it seems that there is a roc bird spreading its wings and flying, as if it wants to soar above it!

In an instant, Bai Ling was already close to Fang Lang's body.

Fist, pass sword!

There are only two moves, but all moves are killer moves!

Even if Fang Lang had the power to share his cultivation, he still felt his scalp numb, and the pores all over his body seemed to be tightened by the stimulation of sword energy.

And above the giant tortoise.

The Mozu Mozi had his hands behind his back, his jet-black hair flying, and his eyes were filled with admiration.

"As expected of Bai Ling, the evildoer of the Yaozu who has appeared once in hundreds of years!"

"Both boxing and swordsmanship have reached the pinnacle of the fourth-rank realm! Among the demon clan world, among the arrogance of heaven, there are only a few who can confront him."

The devil's admiration made the strong man of the Yaozu laugh.

The saintesses of the monster clan took action in person, and this time the battle for the pagoda will definitely be won.

What about Xuanyuan Taihua's disciples?

There is arrogance in the heart of this powerful monster!

On the other hand, looking at the sea of ​​Buddha, Master Ciyue clasped his palms together, but his expression was worried.

After the battle with Fahe, not only did the monster saintess not lose her momentum, but her momentum rose steadily, becoming stronger and stronger!

Can Fang Lang win?

Alas...

Master Ciyue could only let out a sigh.

As for the pressure in the arena, only Bai Ling, the saintess of the demon race, knows best.

Although her momentum is rising, the pressure Fang Lang puts on her is becoming more and more terrifying. She even vaguely feels that Fang Lang seems to have seen through all her methods and moves!

The two confront each other on the vast sea.

Fang Lang also did not hide, and after superimposing the cultivation bases of many fettered objects, Fang Lang even stepped into the fifth-rank state in one leap when it came to combat power.

Fang Lang also superimposed the cultivation of Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan, and then used epiphany cards, enchanting cards, etc...

Fang Lang was clear about the fighting methods of Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan.

The fists and palms collided like palms made of gold and stone. When they collided with each other, there was the sound of gold and iron clashing.

Swords collided with swords, the swordsmanship scrolled, the sword light was like a dragon, and the two confronted on the vast sea.

The more they fought, the more strange Bai Ling felt in her heart.

It was as if she was fighting with herself in a mirror image, every move and style had a weird sense of familiarity.

This cultivation base is... a bit weird!

Isn't it the first time to enter the fourth rank?

Why Fang Lang gave her the feeling that she was stronger than some fifth-rank monks.

But around, watching Fang Lang and Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan, fighting fiercely.

Master Ciyue's eyes burst out with surprise.

The devils of the demon race were extremely surprised.

At this moment, Fang Lang was riding the waves, enjoying this battle very much.

Under the epiphany card, fighting the monster saintess is a process of getting familiar with the methods and fighting skills of the monster saints from afar.

The newly optimized active ability of the system is indeed a bit scary.

Superimpose the strength of the bonded objects for your own use, and you may not care about one or two, but when the number of bonded objects bound by Fang Lang is innumerable, it will be very scary!

Just like today, the superimposed cultivation bases of the monster saintess and the demon son, plus Wen Ting's cultivation, these three are all equally evildoers, with the superposition of cultivation bases, fighting one of them, Fang Waves feel relaxed!

Boom!

Countless sword lights intertwined, and white feather swords flew out.

Bai Ling, the saintess of the monster tribe, had an extremely ugly complexion. Her body flew out across the sea, and she kept stepping back on the sea, her eyebrows frowned, and her expression was full of fear.

She felt that Fang Lang was unfathomable like a bottomless pit, and all her methods were seen through.

There is no way to start, and there is no way to find a breakthrough.

How does this win?

Bai Ling, the saintess of the demon clan, was lost in thought. She wanted to find a way to win Fang Fanglang.

Fang Lang still had a gentle and elegant smile on his face after a tumultuous battle with Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan.

In the depths of the eyes, there is even a bit of anticipation.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host and the bonded object Bai Ling, who fought fiercely in the battle of the pagoda, conducted in-depth exchanges related to practice, and received the reward [Breakthrough Card]"

Huh?

Item card!

Judging from the name of this item card, it seems to be a bit similar to the Chongduan card.

However, after Fang Lang glanced at the introduction of the Breakthrough Card, he understood that there was still a difference.

Moreover, there is a huge difference. The Breakthrough Card can be said to be a high-end version of the Breaking Card. After all, the Breaking Card is used to assist the use of the Breaking Card.

As for the Breakthrough Card, it is 100% able to help improve a small rank.

Fang Lang smiled, and used the boundary breaking card without hesitation.

After using the Breakthrough Card, Fang Lang felt a surge of heat all over his body. During the surge of heat, his original fourth-rank and second-rank cultivation base stepped into fourth-rank and third-rank without any side effects!

This kind of breakthrough in self-cultivation gave Fang Lang an inexplicable feeling of dilated pores.

"Hahaha! What a demon saint, she deserves to be called the monster who is closest to the talent of the most holy root bone. This battle is fun!"

Fang Lang laughed.

In the distance, Bai Ling, the ugly-faced monster saintess, also softened a little.

"You are also good, you are indeed a disciple of Xuanyuan Taihua who once suppressed nine demon kings with a sword, come again!"

The monster saintess spoke.

Afterwards, the drawn sword continued to soar into the sky. The light of the sword was like a dragon, stirring up waves in the vast sea.

And Fang Lang's eyes flickered: "Good job!"

Fang Lang is superimposed on the cultivation base, and what the superimposed cultivation base consumes is spirituality and spirit.

However, at this moment, Fang Lang may not be the opponent of this monster saint without superimposed cultivation. Of course, Fang Lang's purpose is not just these.

Fang Lang handed out the obsidian sword, and while fighting, he said: "Miss Bai, you and I don't know each other. I'm on the way of the sword. I have some confusion. I hope Miss Bai can give me some advice!"

Fang Lang opened his mouth, and while facing the swordsmanship of Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan, he even asked about his confusion.

Bai Ling, the saintess of the demon tribe, was a little confused. Holding the sword, she didn't make any moves or didn't make any moves.

This is a fight. Can you be serious about the stupa battle?

However, the monster saintess was too embarrassed not to respond to Fang Lang's sincere gaze.

So after thinking about it, he answered Fang Lang's question.

But Bai Ling, the saintess of the monster tribe, felt that she was at a disadvantage. You asked me a question, and I will ask one back.

Therefore, he also asked about the difficulties in his swordsmanship, and wanted Fang Lang to answer them.

Fang Lang was overjoyed immediately, this big girl is quite upright.

Under such exchanges, Fang Lang squeezed out two more breakthrough cards.

After using it directly, Fang Lang's cultivation reached the fourth rank and fifth rank!

The strong man watching the sea of ​​Buddha and the strong man of the demon clan were a little speechless watching the battle between the two.

How about this battle... How did it become a practice exchange?

And looking at this posture, the two of you are chatting more and more.

The confrontation above the vast sea soon came to an end.

Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan, also seemed to feel that her posture was not very good. Therefore, facing Fang Lang's question, she pursed her lips and stopped answering ~IndoMTL.com~ She focused on fighting!

On the other hand, Fang Lang sighed, seeing that he could not squeeze out the rewards, so he stopped wasting energy and energy fighting.

"Fighting swordsmanship!"

Between Fang Lang's eyes, his expression changed suddenly. After superimposing Wen Ting's cultivation base, he immediately burst into swordsmanship!

Indistinctly, there is the demeanor of Wen Ting's sword fighting in those ten years!

Bai Ling, the saintess of the monster clan, only felt a wave of death on the verge of approaching!

The surface of the sea seemed to be cut open by a sword.

Bai Ling, the saintess of the monster clan, held the Baiyu sword and flew hundreds of feet in a daze.

Finally, the tip of the sword hangs down, and the loss is hard to hide in the eyes.

She lost.

And at the moment when Bai Ling, the saintess of the demon clan, was defeated strangely.

The strong monster from the monster race on the back of the giant tortoise looked stern.

The Mozu Mozi's eyes were a little dignified, and he stared at Fang Lang, who was talking and laughing, and defeated Bai Ling.

This kid... is a bit weird!

At this moment, Fang Lang leaned on his sword and turned to look at him.

The eyes of the two collided above the sea level.

Fang Lang smiled brightly.

I don't know if the demons... can be more resistant.

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