Pirate’s Infinite Wings

The cloaked man's reaction was definitely not slow, he had already reacted the moment Fang Lang moved, and the scimitar in his hand crossed the trajectory of Fang Lang's falling sword without hesitation, directly blocking the attack sword.

"Do you think it's over like this? Haha." Fang Lang sneered, and the left hand holding Bai Tian had quietly moved to the cloaked man's abdomen at some point. With a puff, the cloaked man's eyes widened, and then the blood gutter Empty down.

The whole process was clean and neat, without giving the opponent the slightest room to fight back. It was so ruthless that it knocked back the aggressive remaining people for a second.

It was just this second of dazed effort, but Fang Lang's steps did not stop at all. At this time, Fang Lang reached a cloaked man again, and Yong An in his hand directly slashed across the opponent's neck, eliminating an opponent again.

"Don't just stand still! I'll hold him back, you guys find a chance to kill him directly!" Klatir's reaction as a leader is naturally not bad, he immediately ordered, and then he threw his cloak and the whole person once again turned towards him. Charged with Fang Lang.

The blood-red long sword carried an astonishing aura, and the body of the sword was glowing with blood-red rays of blood. The sword shook the sky and rushed straight to Fang Lang!

Fang Lang looked at Yongan in the long sword's hand in the sky, and at the same time it glowed with a crimson light like a flame. A burst of air burst out from under his feet, and then he stomped violently, and the whole person held Yongan and went straight to the sky. rise.

Blade Flurry!

With the increase in height, Fang Lang's eyes slowly spit out a few words with endless fighting spirit in his mouth, and then the daytime was suddenly covered by a burst of crimson light, which was worthy of a heaven-shattering momentum.

Bang! Bark! Bang!

Yongan and Bairi in Fang Lang's hands collided fiercely with the bloody long sword in Klatir's hand in mid-air, and the wrist was slightly raised and the long sword was swept straight up, approaching Klatir's face.

But Klatir is not an ordinary person, the movement in his hand is also fast, quickly pulled away from the colliding sword, turned his body slightly to avoid the sword, and then the bloody long sword in his hand did not hesitate again. Split towards Fang Lang.

The two attacked back and forth, neither of them was in a hurry to decide the winner quickly, because at this time both sides hadn't revealed their flaws, if they were too eager for success, they would definitely be the ones who were cut off in the end.

Fang Lang and Klatil were not in a hurry during the battle, but the people in the cloaks below were in a hurry. After such a long battle, the buffs on them were about to disappear, and even now they hadn't been able to cause Fang Lang any damage. damage, not to mention after the buff wears off.

At that moment, the few people looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and chose to rush forward regardless of whether there was a chance.

"Is it still unbearable after all?" Fang Lang glanced at a few people casually from the corner of his eyes, and then said disdainfully, his shoulders leaned forward, and the force in his hand suddenly increased, and he caught Cladeer by surprise, and fell down go.

Not caring about Klatir in mid-air, Fang Lang looked at the cloaked man who jumped up and licked the corner of his mouth. The two swords in his hands once again swallowed a crimson light like a flame, and his body fell down as soon as he relaxed. Yong An and Bai Tian directly became his hang glider.

The crimson light pulled out a gorgeous red silk in midair, but in the blink of an eye, three cloaked men fell down again, but Fang Lang's attack was far from over.

"Now, you are the only ones left." Fang Lang licked his dry lips again and said.

The moment he landed on the ground, Fang Lang's feet twisted and forcibly stopped the footsteps that were about to float, and then he decisively put away the white day in his left hand, leaving Yongan alone in his hand. in hand.

"Sword, what exactly is it? A sword is a sharp weapon for killing. A sword, what exactly is it? A sword is a king's weapon..."

Fang Lang's voice was low, and he kept singing in his mouth. Accompanied by his singing, there was the ever-increasing sword intent on Yong'an. At this time, the sword intent was like a huge wave erupting on the sea. Another wave, each wave more ferocious.

The moment the cloaked people approached Fang Lang again, his chanting finally ended, and the monstrous sword intent brewing on Yongan was completely restrained by him.

For a moment, the entire castle seemed to be suspended in time, and the movements of the running cloaked people became extremely slow. The whole scene was very quiet and peaceful, but only the cloaked people could feel how terrible the feeling of suffocation was.

"Broken Tide!" Fang Lang closed his eyes and muttered softly.

The simple two words fell, but to the cloaked people, it was the same as the announcement of death. At the same time, they all felt an extremely terrifying sword intent rushing towards their faces, which might tear them apart at any time.

After a moment of stagnation, the scene suddenly turned from silence to a huge wave. A shocking sword intent followed Fang Lang's slash and directly approached the cloaked people. Nothing on the road passed along the way was spared. for ashes.

The light red sword intent swept over the bodies of the remaining cloaked men lightly, directly took away all the green clothes in their blood tanks, and burned them all. The sound of glass shattering.

Piece after piece of polygonal fragments began to float from their bodies, and every time the fragments dissipated, their bodies would lose a corner, and half a minute later their bodies finally completely melted into the air.

There are no extra people in the whole venue, only Fang Lang and the pale-faced Klatir are left.

"So... do you still have the courage to fight with me?"

Fang Lang looked at Kratil and smiled softly, his eyes full of undisguised coldness.

boom

! Klatil couldn't help but soften his calves when Fang Lang looked at him, and he slumped on the ground. If Fang Lang from before was still within the scope of human beings in his eyes and could still fight, then At this moment, Fang Lang has completely turned into a god of death.

"Let... let... let me go, I... I promise I won't trouble you again, please let me go." ..