Pirate’s Infinite Wings

It can be expected that if Fang Lang is bitten a few times by them, he will definitely end up being eaten up by them, and there will be no bones left.

The monsters are merciless, so how could Fang Lang hold back? Seeing the monsters getting closer and closer, his completely restrained aura burst out instantly, exuding a palpitating chill.

Even the monsters in mid-air couldn't help but stop attacking because of this overwhelming momentum, and some of the weaker ones even lay down on the ground to express their submission, but like this, they were basically trampled into flesh by their companions Sauce.

That night...the monsters finally remembered their fear of being dominated by a terrible human that day! It was an extremely gloomy night, and the bright moonlight faintly showed their tragic ending, accompanied by the blood of their companions!

Fang Lang hooked the corner of his mouth, and the whole person disappeared in the original place immediately, but behind one of the wild boar monsters, there was a slender figure. Immediately after it, its body turned into scattered fragments and floated in the air.

"The first one, there are still...forty-six..." Fang Lang's eyes flicked over one monster after another. The curvature of the corner of the mouth became more and more obvious.

For the first time in history, monsters who have never known fear felt it! However, the rigid rules of the system turned their steps of retreating into mirrors—untouchable and untouchable.

Helpless, they could only close their eyes and continue to rush forward, hoping to kill Fang Lang to save their lives.

But... is this possible? Only Fang Lang's seemingly harmless smile and the corpse of his companion answered them.

Two, three, four, five, six, seven...

The cold moonlight shone on the land of Aincrad, and the cold light seemed to faintly hint that something terrible would happen somewhere. At this time, Fang Lang, who was immersed in the wailing of monsters, , did not notice it at all.

Each of his swords will take away the life of a monster. At this time, he is no different from a god of death, quickly harvesting the lives of those dying monsters.

"Wow!" The howl of wolves that accompanied the beginning of the war, and the sound of howling at the end was also an incomparably shrill howl of wolves. As the sound faded away, all the forty-seven monsters present turned into monsters without exception. The fragments disappeared here.

And Fang Lang also harvested a lot of materials and some other things in his backpack, but at this time he hadn't put away Yongan and Bairi, because he faintly felt that there were still a pair of peeping eyes around him.

"Who is it? Come out, I already feel your presence, I don't think you want your way of appearance to be picked out by me."

As Fang Lang's voice fell, an extremely slender figure gradually appeared not far away.

The gray hair is tied into a simple single ponytail, the battle uniform with red as the main body and black and white as the embellishment, the white as the main blade - the liberator, and the simple and firm thick shield, with a bright red on top The crusader flags are embellished.

There is no doubt that this is the legendary leader of the Blood Knights and the founder of the sword world - Akihiko Kayaba, oh no, now, it should be called "Heathcliff".

I have to say that Fang Lang really felt his head was big at this time. After all, the guy in front of him was also a person who surpassed almost all players like him. Of course, the difference between the two is that the former relies on the system, while the latter is completely Relying on its own strength.

The cross shield in Heathcliff's hand glowed with a faint cold light, and the sword pinned to his waist also made bursts of resonant sounds, while his face was half-closed and smiling, only his eyes Never leaving Fang Lang, faintly showed his fear of Fang Lang.

"Dear Mr. Fang Lang, I would like to sincerely invite you to join our Knights of the Blood Alliance. Are you interested?"

Without the slightest pretentiousness, and without any pretext, Heathcliff cut to the point so straightforwardly. Fang Lang couldn't help but nodded. For characters like them, politeness really doesn't have any effect. , No is no, there is no need to lie.

"Sorry, I don't have any thoughts about the legion for now."

"Oh?" Heathcliff raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard Fang Lang's answer: "I heard that our deputy head is your girlfriend, are you so uninterested?"

Deputy Head? Asuna is really amazing, I didn't expect to be the deputy head of the Knights of the Blood Alliance, she is indeed the girl I like! Fang Lang thought proudly, but there was no expression on his face.

"I don't want to influence her plan, and I really don't have any interest in this kind of thing."

Following Fang Lang's words, Heathcliff's eyes also began to become sharper, and suddenly, he disappeared into the air.

At the same time he disappeared, Fang Lang also felt the strong wind behind him, and immediately moved his feet, narrowly dodging this mental calculation and unintentional attack.

But Fang Lang is obviously not a passive person. Since he was beaten, he must fight back! This is his rule!

After dodging the attack, Fang Lang stabbed Heathcliff fiercely in the chest with a backhand sword.

However, Heathcliff is obviously not an ordinary person, he jumped back slightly to open the distance, followed by the thick cross shield in front of him, and Fang Lang's attack turned into Empty talk, but... Is Fang Lang someone who gives up so easily?

One blow fails, another blow, but this time the sword is not as good as

It was so simple last time, at this time, the swords of Yong An and Bai Ri erupted with bright brilliance, approaching the sky, and

The target was pointing directly at the cross shield in Heathcliff's hand.

forever night! Extreme day! The two swords erupted with light of different colors, and then merged together, faintly condensing a chaotic aura, and Heathcliff couldn't help but feel great pressure. ..