Over the vast jungle.

Fang Lang held an imposing silver sword in his hand and stood on the back of the fire phoenix.

He's thinking about what to do.

Playing with swords?

Reminiscing about the past, looking back on a lifetime.

Fang Lang has learned some basic sword moves on horseback.

With this kind of introductory sword move, can you still impress the Nangong Yan in front of you?

It's not a big job.

The Immortal Sword Sect is famous for its swords.

This Nangong Yan in front of him is the big guy in the Sword Sect and the Sword Sect in the Sword Sect.

Playing with a sword in front of him is tantamount to playing a big sword in front of a certain male.

I have a few catties and taels, I'm afraid that if you play a few tricks, you will be directly seen through, how can you pass the test so easily.

Do you want to add some five-cent special effects?

Fang Lang turned his head and thought about it, as if it was feasible.

This can only be said to be a solution in the middle of nowhere.

And most importantly, no matter how ordinary or ordinary this sword move is, it must be played smoothly.

Fluency is important.

Just like singing, the timbre can be average.

But the pitch must keep up!

"Why, don't you want to give the poor Dao a tasting?"

Seeing that there was no movement after waiting for a long time, Nangong Yan asked again.

"Definitely. Fang Lang looked at him and said, "I'm not good at making swords, but if you have to see the sword immortal, then I'll be ugly, you can take a closer look." ”

As he spoke, Fang Lang's long sword waved, and as soon as his mind arrived, a special effect card in the Heavenly Dao system was instantly shattered.

Fang Lang's long sword stabbed into the sky.

Disastrous.

An image of a purple dragon suddenly appeared!

Hit the sky!

The appearance of the purple dragon was accompanied by a dragon groan that resounded through the sky.

The dragon chant was raging, standing proudly and erect, as if the sword venerable of the world overlooking the earth.

Nangong Yan, the wine sword immortal lying on the gourd in shock, almost didn't fall from above.

"Sword Qi Imaging!!"

Nangong Yan's eyes were about to pop out, and he got up directly and sat on the gourd, with an expression on his face that could be called ancient and modern.

Split, into a dragon statue.

Chop, turn into three clear qi.

Sweep, become a diagram.

Thorns, like breaking the heavens!

Among the simple and smooth moves, the special effects of the moves are shocking to the world.

Nangong Yan, who was looking at the opposite side, was turbulent in his heart and was terrified.

The sword qi transforms into shape, and the sword power is imaged, what a realm this is!

Could it be that this person in front of him has already stepped into the Heavenly Dao?!

Have you broken through the shackles of the unity of man and sword?!

Every move and style of his is strange in the peace, powerful in the peace, smooth and not losing his majesty, and the moves contain the laws of heaven and earth!

And...

Mighty but not promote, strong but not pressing.

Standing here, only ten feet away from him, he couldn't even feel any fluctuations in energy, and he couldn't feel any oppression.

What kind of state of mind can you internalize your might without taking it easy?!

Nangong Yan was stunned and stupid.

In this life, he has never left the sword, and he is close to the way of heaven.

But compared to this person, it pales in comparison.

Fang Lang, who was still slashing and playing with the sword, saw that Nangong Yan was already with this expression, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly.

It seems that there is a play, there is a play.

Add a little more material to completely shock him.

As the saying goes, there is a sword in a poem, and every word is a poem.

Don't you love poetry, I'll add a sentence to every move.

Between the white emperor and the clouds, drink!

..

Bow your head and think of your hometown, drink!

A sword sentence, a move, a drink and a sentence.

Fang Lang played back and forth, playing back and forth, all of which were those tricks, and they were used repeatedly.

But with special effects and verse blessings, it's different.

This is forced to hang straight to the clouds and sails into the sea.

The shocked Nangong Yan was already stunned, unable to speak for a long time, and his chest was like a surging river, endless!

"The last big move, do it!"

You can't just metaphysical, you have to have some dry goods.

Now, if he can form an alliance with the Immortal Sword Sect, a major crisis in front of the Tianshan Sect will be resolved.

With a great god card, it's worth it!

Mind smashes cards.

Fang Lang stabbed the ground in the air.

Suddenly, an earth-shattering peerless power erupted from the tip of the sword.

A giant energy struck out in an instant, forming a giant sword energy.

One sword turned into ten swords.

Ten swords turned into a hundred swords.

A hundred swords and a thousand swords!

By the time the power landed, it was already a battle of ten thousand swords.

"Boom!!"

The power landed and shook for hundreds of miles.

Dozens of miles of land around it shook violently like a great earthquake.

The dense forest below Fang Lang and Nangong Yan had already sunk several feet, and all the trees and plants were turned into ashes, and the surrounding dozens of miles were all razed to the ground.

After making the last move, Fang Lang exhaled softly.

That should be enough.

How's that, Sword Immortal senior.

The Tianshan faction is qualified enough.

Nangong Yan on the opposite side was already shocked.

A sword and a poem, majestic, have already shattered his last psychological defense.

Wonderful, wonderful!

Strong, Xeon!

Heaven and earth are a sword, even if the poor road makes a move, it can only resist.

"Good!"

Forcibly pulled back from the shocked emotion, Nangong Yan still couldn't help but applaud again and again in her heart.

In this life, I am fortunate to meet people in the same way, and I have no regrets.

Nangong Yan couldn't help but raise her head and laugh, and the sound spread for hundreds of miles, and it was extremely happy.

"You're a friend, I'm done!"

"Then you can drink now. Fang Lang threw the silver sword back to him and said.

"What nonsense, hurry up, hand over the good wine. Nangong Yan was impatient.

Fang Lang smiled and said, "This is like a word, a thousand cups of wine are less than a confidant." ”

Summoning out the wine, Fang Lang threw it directly over the jar.

At the same time, it also summons a brand new, unopened jar.

"More than one altar?!" Nangong Yan was stunned.

Such a fine wine is still in stock!

I want your altar, and I only have half of this altar left, and it's all sprinkled by your boy!

"Okay, okay, here you go. Fang Lang was not stingy, he directly threw an altar in his hand to him, and he summoned another altar.

"And...!"

Nangong Yan couldn't help but roll his Adam's apple.

Fang Lang said with a smile: "The wine I have in store is endless, and now you and I have formed an alliance, and the future will be long." ”

"Okay, you, you want to keep it and seduce the poor road!"

"There is wine today and drunkenness tomorrow, so let it be, come. Sword Immortal senior, blow. ”

"It's a good sentence to get drunk today. Nangong Yan raised the altar to drink, and the more he looked at the wave in front of him, the more satisfied he became.

The future of a faction can be seen from one person.

From Fang Lang, he saw endless potential.

This Tianshan faction has this person in charge, and he will definitely be able to make a name for himself in the future.

With such a heroic faction forming an alliance with the Immortal Sword Sect, the Immortal Sword Sect is also at the pinnacle, which is also just around the corner.

As soon as it entered the throat, a sense of experience that had never been felt before filled the whole body, making Nangong Yan flutter like a fairy.

This 10,000-year-old wine is extraordinary, and he has never drunk such an immortal product.

Drinking and drinking, Nangong Yan couldn't help it, and her eyes were covered with another layer of mist.

A black line for Fang Lang to see.

What's so good that you cry?

Now he began to wonder if he had made the wrong alliance.

How did you get a boss who can cry so much...

...

The moon is bright overhead, and the breeze is coming.

The two drank happily and talked freely.

You sit on the wine gourd, I sit on the fire phoenix, and the two are getting closer and closer.

Nangong Yan hurriedly stopped: "Don't get too close to me, your divine beast fire will burn my treasure gourd, hurry up and stay away from me." ”

"What a thing, even the divine fire can't resist it. Fang Lang held the wine jar in his hand, and retreated a little drunk.

"You have a great opportunity to connect with the deity. ”

Nangong Yan squinted at him and said, "I really know how to talk big, who gives whom a big chance is not necessarily." ”

Afterwards, the two looked at each other and smiled, feeling that they hated each other.

This Nangong Yan is very shameless and has an appetite for me.

This Brother Xu is very good at talking big things, and he can be a confidant.

...

Early the next morning.

After a drunken rest.

The two said goodbye to each other.

If it weren't for the fact that the two of them had important things to do, they really wanted to get drunk for three days and three nights.

"I'm leaving, waiting for your reply. He will see each other every day, and drink a thousand cups again. ”

"Okay, I will bring 3,000 disciples to this Dongfu in the coming day and reunite with you. ”

"Good. ”

Before leaving, Fang Lang called out two bottles of 10,000-year-old wine as a gift, and then drove the phoenix away.

Just last night, the two had already made a decision.

When Nangong Yan returns to the Sword Sect, he will hold a sect meeting and announce the alliance of the Dan.

When it comes to forming an alliance, several elders of his Immortal Sword Sect will definitely stop it.

However, Nangong Yan swore that no matter who he opposed, he would do his best to overcome public opinion and promote it.

Now, Fang Lang only needs to wait for him to reply, choose his auspicious day, and hold an unprecedented alliance ceremony in the Dongfu Sacred Domain.

For what Nangong Yan said, Fang Lang was naturally convinced.

If this Nangong Yan can't even be subdued, then what kind of alliance will there be.

Those who can form an alliance with my Tianshan faction must be one in a million sects.

The head of the house must also be the dragon and phoenix among people.

No one could stop the rise of the Tianshan Sect.

Back at the Dayan Palace, Emperor Liu Guozhi had been waiting in his palace for a long time.

According to Lin Xiaoli, Liu Guozhi's trip is here to seek enlightenment.

Walking to the courtyard of the residence, I saw Liu Guozhi already sitting under the pavilion waiting.

But as soon as he saw Fang Lang appear, he immediately got up and walked over.

"The immortal master has finally returned, and I miss it very much. ”

Fang Lang hehe.

Under the eyes of the Dao, Liu Guozhi's data was fully displayed, and after a little browsing, Fang Lang knew the ins and outs of the matter.

I didn't expect the good apprentice Liu Yu to be so capable, and the presiding judge was progressing rapidly.

Not bad, not bad.

He really deserves to be a disciple he can look down on.

At this rate, it will soon be possible for the six Shangshu to be convicted.

When the Six Ministries fell, it was the day of Liu Yu's rise.

At that time, Liu Yu will be able to become the most powerful prince.

When the overall situation is finalized, the Ethereal Pavilion, Tianyuan Sect and others will come back to their senses, and the general trend will be gone.

Good, good, good.

This Liu Yu has the means to do things, he is vigorous and resolute, and he has a monarch.

Fang Lang praised again and again in his heart.

"Emperor, please. If you have any troubles, you can tell the poor Dao clearly. ”

"Thank you, Immortal Master. ”

When they came to the courtyard pavilion, the two sat opposite each other.