Chapter 151   The Art of Explosion, the Beginning of Killing

In the quiet room, the quiet needle drop can be heard.

However, Fang Lang's mood was not as quiet as the surrounding environment.

As we all know, a sword cultivator can only comprehend one sword intent. Sword cultivators like Fang Lang, who have two flowers blooming in the dantian and have two intents, are very rare.

Fang Lang has never encountered such a situation, and during 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. Under his careful comfort, The flower of Wan Jian's sword intent swayed in the dantian cyclone.

It was Fang Lang's fluctuating aura that slowly stabilized.

Looking inside Fang Lang's mind, 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.

Quiet needles fall within the audible silence of the 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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A day passes in a blink of an eye.

However, 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 seats by the window, An Fan and several fourth-rank genius disciples of the Dao Sect were drinking wine and eating vegetables.

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 the Qianfei Pavilion for a day. He doesn't really plan to hide in the 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 it took him to break through to the third-rank, even if he really can It is impossible to break through our blockade by breaking through to the fourth rank, just a piece of sword art."

An Fan's analysis was not without reason.

Facing the net of heaven and earth laid by the disciples of the fourth grade of the Daoist 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 set up more magic arrays outside Qianfei Pavilion.

An Fan didn't say anything more.

Staring at the shop of Qianfei Pavilion, he didn't dare to underestimate Fang Lang. This young man has shown too many miracles since the scientific research.

In the resource war, An Fan even lost to Fang Lang.

Therefore, An Fan understood Fang Lang's horror better than others, so he would not relax.

When everyone thought that Fang Lang could not escape with his wings, An Fan felt that Fang Lang might have some unexpected way!

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outside the city.

The atmosphere became 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 shot up to the sky, as if they were about to stir up and disperse the clouds above the sky.

The strong men of Dao Dao Sect rushed to them one after another. When they learned that Fang Lang was trapped in Qianfei Pavilion in Linjiang City, they naturally rushed here, because they were hunting Fang Lang, so they occupied a 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 the city, he was taken away by the strong men of Jianshu Sect.

Outside the city, the disciples of the Jian Shu Sect looked extremely gloomy, cold and terrifying.

Wen Ting also came, his hand was already on the rapier at his waist, looking at the blocked city, without saying a word, he shot directly, and the sword hit the strong man of the Dao Sect.

Outside the city, the battle broke out in an instant, 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 through, shaking the clouds and turning them upside down.

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, and no one can do anything to the other.

What everyone was more curious about was how Fang Lang, who was trapped in Linjiang City, could break the situation.

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Inside Qianfei Pavilion.

The eyes of the middle-aged steward who had been quietly waiting in front of the quiet room's door suddenly fluctuated slightly, and then he saw that the quiet room's door, which had been closed for a whole day, was finally opened.

Fang Lang, who changed into clean white clothes, slowly walked out of the secret room.

The breath on his body fluctuated, and a sharp sword intent gushed out from Fang Lang's body. The air seemed to be twisting, like a big sun, reflecting the brilliance.

The middle-aged steward was shocked, feeling that Fang Lang seemed to have undergone a huge change.

"Mr. Fang...you...have made a breakthrough?"

The middle-aged steward took a deep breath. He didn't expect Fang Lang to actually make a breakthrough in the quiet room and step into the fourth-rank sword artistic conception!

From 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 just took part in the national scientific examination a month ago, and 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 formations at every exit around the store. If you go out, young master, you will be besieged by the magic formations."

"In addition, outside Linjiang City, the strong men of the son's sect also came to help. Now they are confronting the strong men of the Dao Sect. In order to prevent the young master from escaping, the strong men of the Dao Sect specially arranged a large blockade outside Linjiang City, so , the strong of Jianshu Sect can't break through the blockade for the time being, 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 able 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, and Pavilion Master Wu hurriedly appeared when he heard the news that Fang Lang had left the customs.

"Mr. Fang, you are finally out of 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 that you want are all in it."

"I don't know that the young master wants so many Flowing Fire Flying Swords... what's your plan?"

Pavilion Master Wu asked a little 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, under the eyes of Pavilion Master Wu and the middle-aged steward who were gradually astonished , use the turbo reversing flying sword to reverse-burn the supercharged magic array into the flying sword's magic array map, and change the flying sword's magic array map!

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.

Pavilion Master Wu had a weird expression on his face, 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. There are another 40 flying swords with the same price as the Flowing Fire Flying Sword."

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 random reward [Double Persistence Card]."

"Persistent card, after using the host's toughness, endurance, physical strength, and spiritual consumption will be reduced by twice! Practice is more durable!"

After completing the transaction, the system prompt pops 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 brought by Pavilion Master Wu.

Even Fang Lang, who has mastered the spirit pupil technology, felt a burst of spiritual exhaustion, and beads of sweat protruded 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 these two days, there will be a date later."

Fang Lang said with a smile.

Pavilion Master Wu was taken aback.

"Master Fang, is he planning to leave?"

"Right now, in Linjiang City, there are all disciples of the Dao Sect...Young Master, it will be very dangerous to go out now."

Fang Lang took out a Flowing Fire Flying Sword and another spirit crystal, turned his head to look at the gate of Qianfei Pavilion, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"It's always something to face, and... there are some grievances, and it's time to settle them."

Words fell.

Fang Lang turned around and walked towards the door.

Wu Ge advocated opening his mouth, not knowing what to say, and the middle-aged manager beside 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 are geniuses like An Fan who are at the pinnacle of the fourth-rank legal realm...

Shouldn't Fang Lang hide all the time, waiting for the strong men of Jianshu Sect to enter the city?

Pavilion Master Wu and the middle-aged steward followed Fang Lang.

However, Fang Lang closed his eyes before walking to the gate, 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 would think of Lin Yun who was killed by him in Luojiang City, Lin Muzhe who was killed by him in Youzhou Yaoque, etc...

It was not the first time he had killed someone.

However, he is not afraid of killing people. When he embarks on the road of cultivation, he will always be involuntary, and killing is unavoidable.

That being the 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 Daoist disciples hiding in the streets and alleys 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 clothes walked out of the door.

"It's Fang Lang!"

"He actually dared to come out alone?!"

"How dare he?! He is blocked, does it mean he wants to break out?"

The disciples of Daoist sect 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, which faintly tore apart the air flow, intertwined with a sharp aura!

"He has entered the fourth rank! He has broken through the fourth rank sword artistic conception!"

An Fan gasped!

quick!

too fast!

It didn't take long for Fang Lang to break through into the fourth-grade sword artistic conception!

horrible!

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, step out.

"Activate the array!"

Above the restaurant, An Fan immediately shouted.

One after another, the disciples of Daoist sect formed their seals one after another, and the formation fluctuated violently.

As soon as Fang Lang stepped down, he saw all kinds of magic arrays rolling up above the ground!

Horror 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.

With two palms forming seals, a spiritual energy wall appeared in front of him, however, when the Flowing Fire Flying Sword hit it, a terrifying explosion suddenly occurred!

boom! ! !

The forward urging of the reversing turbo boost can increase the speed, but the reverse urging will cause the magic circle 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? !

Detonate it with a flying sword? !

And Fang Lang walked out of the 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, roaring in all directions And go, smashing towards the disciples of Dao Dao Sect!

Before the disciples of the Dao Dao Sect activated the array that had been arranged, and before 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!

Whoosh!

Twenty restless flying swords slammed into the restaurant one after another, and Dao disciples in all directions exploded continuously!

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 burned in an instant!

Explosions...are art!

The disciples of Dao Dao Sect were all in shock.

And the smoke and dust rolled in.

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.

Shu Xiu was approached by Jian Xiu, and the result was self-evident.

Flying high, the spinning head hit the ground with a muffled sound.

Blood was sprayed on the door of the restaurant and on the wall, like bloody 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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