It was getting dark.

The autumn rain became more and more dripping, more and more violent, roaring and falling, and the whole sky was trembling.

The streets of the ancient city are washed clean, and the pooled water forms a stream of water, which laps through the streets and alleys.

A carriage galloped out of it, its wheels speeding past the bluestone slabs, splashing in an arc of water, and galloping towards the city gates.

Zao Wou-Ki wore a hat on his head and kept whipping the reins.

He held a token in his hand and pushed it forward.

The soldiers guarding the city on the upper floor of Chang'an City suddenly stood up straight and opened the closed city gate.

The carriage went straight out of the city without the slightest hesitation.

However, it was not long after leaving the city.

Zao Wou-Ki suddenly tugged at the reins, the horse neighed, its front hooves raised, and then slammed into the ground.

Smash up a splash of water.

In the carriage, the curtain was lifted, and Jiang Linglong, who was wearing a veil, slowly swept his eyes out.

"Miss, look ......"

Zao Wou-Ki looked into the distance and couldn't help but say.

Jiang Linglong looked into the distance, but was slightly stunned.

saw that in the rain curtain poured by the torrential rain, two figures stood on both sides of the official road, like a confrontation between two heroes before fighting each other.

However, the ground around the two of them was pitted, with knife marks, fist pits, and footprints......

It is also a trace of decay left by the sweeping and running over of the magic array.

There's been a big war here.

Wei Sheng's clothes were torn, revealing his muscular body, the tip of the long black knife was touching the ground, and he was panting with his hands folded on the handles.

On the opposite side of Wei Sheng was Li Yuanzhen, whose five fingertips were constantly dripping with bright red droplets.

The elegant robe on his body had already been torn several times, but despite this, he still maintained the elegance he should have.

The carriage came to a halt at ten feet.

The two of them swept their eyes and saw Jiang Linglong holding an umbrella from the carriage.

Wei Sheng grinned innocently at Jiang Linglong.

"The teacher asked me to help Fang Lang, do you want to beat him together?"

Wei Shengdao.

Jiang Linglong's eyes as deep as stars glanced at Li Yuanzhen.

With this sweep, Li Yuanzhen suddenly froze, put on an elegant and easy-going smile, and picked up the oil-paper umbrella that was smashed aside.

"Everything was a misunderstanding."

Li Yuanzhen looked at Jiang Linglong and smiled elegantly.

Then, he turned around and floated towards Chang'an City, the liveliness of the Qiuling Hunting Ground is not good-looking, so don't go.

Wei Sheng and Jiang Linglong are not ordinary people, Li Yuanzhen can deal with one and deal with two...... I'm afraid I'll break my front teeth.

Therefore, Li Yuanzhen ran away from the heart, so as not to be embarrassed.

Anyway, when the palace is tested, sooner or later it will have to be fought, and there is no point in working hard at the moment.

Outside the city.

Jiang Linglong bowed slightly towards Wei Sheng, and then planned to return to the carriage.

However, as soon as the carriage was lifted, the delicate body trembled violently.

Suddenly raised his head and looked at the hazy ancient Chang'an City.

Wei Shenghan stopped smiling, and looked at the city solemnly.

On the main road in Chang'an City, Li Yuanzhen, who was walking on stagnant water, also raised his head, and a little stunned appeared on his face.

……

……

Inside the tavern in the alley.

The rainstorm was getting heavier and heavier, Lu Taixuan drank enough wine, opened his umbrella, and bowed slightly towards Cui Cheng in the tavern, then stepped on the stagnant water above his ankles and walked towards the mansion.

"Boom-"

A melodious and solemn bell rang from inside the imperial city, mighty, shattering the clouds and rain in the sky, swinging in every corner of the city!

It's as if the gods are reciting sins and want to wash away the sins that have grown with heavy rain!

Someone has triggered the iron law that hangs over the world!

Lu Taixuan's footsteps paused, and in the tavern, Cui Cheng also got up suddenly, bent his back, and walked out of the tavern in a few steps, wet from the torrential rain.

The two old men raised their heads and looked at the dim sky of Chang'an City, which was shrouded in dark clouds.

……

The sky above Chang'an City.

There was a golden decree, slowly floating, and countless rains seemed to be the crazy dance of the ancient alien race!

In the sky above the entire Chang'an City, countless raindrops falling from the night sky surrounded Jin Zhi at this moment.

This is a decree that condenses the endless rules.

Every drop of rain gathered around the body, turning into one terrifying magic array after another.

It seems to contain an endless breath of destruction!

This is...... Forbidden Array!

Everyone looked up to the sky and could see that on the golden decree, a delicate Yin color appeared, which meant that ...... Someone's hands are stained with royal blood!

Airplanes......

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth fluctuated.

Then, a drop of blood spilled from the iron law ejected and turned into a blood-colored arrow.

In the sky above Chang'an City, a blood-colored line was torn out, like the world of ink painting, divided into two!

Pointed...... Autumn Ridge Demon Que Hunting Ground.

……

……

The autumn rain is dripping.

Heaven and earth were silent.

All that remains is the sound of rain washing through the mud.

The third prince, Li Liancheng, looked at his pierced abdomen in a daze, and a tingling pain swept into his mind along the cut skin, trembling his heart!

He...... Hurt!

He looked at Fang Lang, who was stained with his blood, and looked at those stubborn and crazy eyes.

The little people are also the crazy ...... of the little people.

The third prince was full of only one thought left in his head.

"How dare he stab me?!"

Growing up, he was injured for the first time, the first time he was pierced in the skin, and blood escaped......

Because he is a royal family and has the most noble bloodline in the entire Tang Dynasty, even if the three princes meet, although they secretly want to put each other to death for the position of the prince, but ...... You still have to smile on your face.

It is because of this world that there is an iron law.

There are countless rules, big and small, and one of the most important is ......

Even those who are dyed with the blood of the royal family will be killed by the Iron Law!

This is the iron law of Datang, and Datang is the world of the Li family, so this iron law ...... It's the iron law of royalty!

No one dares to disobey it, but today ...... A teenager has appeared!

A sword stabbed him in the abdomen.

Crush his flesh with a sword!

Slash the Iron Law with the Sword!

"You...... Dead! ”

Li Liancheng looked at Fang Lang calmly and said.

He wanted to see how Fang Lang died.

Poof!

Fang Lang pulled out the obsidian sword in Li Liancheng's abdomen, the throbbing in his heart became more and more intense, he stepped on the carriage, picked up the Liansheng sword that had regained his calm, held the sword with both hands, and fell back into the mud.

Li Liancheng's face was pale, he caressed the wall of the carriage with one hand, took out a jade bottle with the other, poured out a pill into his mouth, and then covered the wound on his abdomen.

His eyes were still staring at Fang Lang who had landed.

In the distance, Nan Yehuo got up, one-armed with a sword, and his eyebrows were furrowed together, extremely ugly.

He looked at the injured Li Liancheng, and then at Fang Lang, who was still dripping with golden blood, and his frowning brows slowly loosened.

Without his action, Fang Lang was dead.

No one can escape the sanction of the Iron Law, which is the destruction of the forbidden spell, which acts on the soul!

Even if you hold the Liansheng Sword in your hand, you can't stop it.

Nanye Huo breathed a sigh of relief.

In the rain, Wen Ting showed a look of despair, he knew better than anyone else that the iron law was terrifying.

Fang Lang...... Death is assured.

What he did...... What a failure.

……

……

Rumble!!!

Outside the Qiuling Demon Que, a sword light galloped quickly, like a white dragon between heaven and earth, galloping non-stop!

Crush the rain curtain and break the clouds!

Xiang Xiaojian held a head in one hand, and a three-foot Qingfeng was circulating around his body.

His face was full of solemnity, and there was a strong fear in the depths of his eyes!

The Power of Iron Law......

There are hundreds or thousands of iron laws of the Tang Dynasty, large and small, and some innocuous laws can escape punishment, but there are a few laws, which are truly inviolable!

"Just ...... That was the breath of the senior sister in charge. ”

Xiao Jian's white hair flew, and he glanced back at the Qiuling Demon Que.

His eyes sparkled.

Liansheng Sword ...... Hidden secrets.

It seems that someone has dug up the secret.

Towards the little sword, he gently threw the head he was holding in his hand and fell down the mountains and rivers, and then, he turned to look at the scarlet judgment arrow that was shooting from the direction of Chang'an City!

Standing in the clouds with a small sword, his palms clasped together.

Suddenly!

The blue steel sword hung above his head, and he seemed to be transformed into a pious Buddha.

Waiting for the blood-colored arrow of judgment!

Finally, heaven and earth are separated by a red thread, and the rain curtain is divided from the rain curtain!

When he opened his eyes to Xiaojian, there was endless madness in his eyes!

In this world, everyone avoids this iron law.

Everyone will hide!

But only his white-haired sword demon dared to stop the little sword!

Towards the little sword like crazy, he laughed wantonly, raised his palms above his head, his white hair flew three thousand feet, and he swung forward with his palms together!

Countless raindrops in heaven and earth turned into endless sword light!

Flying upside down towards the body of the little sword, the red arrow rotated at high speed, but the tip of its arrow was like a blooming epiphany, constantly blooming, extinguishing, blooming and extinguishing......

The three-foot iron sword blocks the iron law!

Within the Demon Que.

The third prince, Li Liancheng, and the Donglu Sword Saint Nan Yehuo all looked at the Chao Xiaojian who blocked the arrows of the iron law judgment like madmen.

What a madman!

"W-"

There was a loud bang.

The white hair of the little sword flew, and under the sword faction, the iron law red arrow was shot towards the earth, but before the iron law red arrow landed, it turned around and shot towards Fang Lang, which was stained with the blood of the royal family!

Chao Xiaojian was helpless in the air, and he did his best.

Rumble!

Fang Lang stood in place, his face indifferent.

Staring at the iron-clad red arrow that was constantly approaching him, holding Obsidian in one hand and Liansheng in the other!

A terrible crisis loomed over him.

However, Fang Lang could only hand out the Liansheng sword.

A sword lotus is born, a sword lotus is born!

A brilliant sword qi lotus bloomed in front of Fang Lang, wanting to stop this iron red arrow!

Poof!

The sword lotus blooms, then withers.

And that iron red arrow...... The mind of the wave that shot unhindered, and then flooded in.

Not dead yet?

The third prince, Li Liancheng, smiled sarcastically.

However......

Soon, the sarcastic smile on his lips froze.

"Ding! The passive effect of [Instant Wooden Staff] triggers, gaining an invincible defense that blocks psychic attacks. ”

With a crisp sound of "ding" ringing in his ears, Fang Lang found that his sea of knowledge seemed to have turned into gold, and the iron red arrow crashed into the golden sea of knowledge, and it was instantly shattered and eliminated inch by inch, and there was even a little power, which escaped and transformed into extremely rich spiritual power, pouring into Fang Lang's sea of knowledge.

Let Fang Lang's cultivation that was only seven or eight stages of cultivation begin to soar......

Poof!

broke the shackles and stepped into the sorcerer, one, two, three...... It's the unfinished stop.

“……”

It's raining, it's been falling.

It was all around you and it was very quiet.

The young man who was sanctioned by the iron law was washed away by the torrential rain, but the sound of his heart beating was like a drumstick beating the heavens and the earth.

Fang Lang tilted his head slightly and looked at Li Liancheng, the third prince standing in the carriage in the rain.

A warm, sunny grin.

"That's it?"

"This iron law...... It feels weirdly comfortable. ”

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