Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Immediately after him, there was a bloody gleam in his eyes, as if he was insane, and he stepped forward to face Custer and Asuna directly.

A thin sword and a long spear burst out with the ultimate light they should have at this moment. This will probably be the last time they will fight for their masters, and their masters may also be the last time they take up weapons .

Blue, white, gold, streamers of three colors burst out in mid-air, tightly intertwined, scrambling to bloom their own brilliance, for fear of being forgotten, but this gorgeous picture is just It lasted five short of breath.

The light faded away, and the two beauties flew out of it, without the slightest trace of blood on their faces, they all looked very miserable, and directly hit the wall fiercely, and sank deeply.

On the other side, the middle-aged man also fell from the place where the light disappeared. Although he also suffered some damage, but his complexion was only a little paler. Compared with Kiasuna and Castor, he can almost be called Up is completely uninjured.

"Ahem." The middle-aged man swept the dust in front of him with his hand, first sighed, and then said with a smile: "Although it's a pity for you talented people, but I'm sorry, all this is only here. Next, you will meet in hell."

As soon as the words fell, his gaze was aimed at Agil: "Then, let's start with you, a big bug."

The golden epee was in the middle-aged man's hand, and it fell directly towards Agil's heart without hesitation, taking his life directly.

"All of this will probably end at this moment, hehe." Agil seemed to have seen his own destiny, smiled at himself, and closed his eyes.

a moment later...

"Strange... Have I already reached heaven?" Agil opened his eyes, but found that there was still a dusty floor in front of him, and asked in confusion, "What is this..."

"This, is this world."

A rambunctious voice sounded, and Agil turned his head with all his strength to see that the young man in front of him was wearing a black night robe and holding a black and white long sword in his hand. giant sword.

But his face was very familiar to Agil. He froze for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Fang Lang!? You're not dead!"

When the other people heard Agil's shout, their eyes lit up suddenly, and they looked directly at Fang Lang. After seeing that familiar face, they also couldn't stop smiling.

"Fang Lang!"

Although everyone's eyes were covered with tears, their tone was full of joy. For them, as long as Fang Lang is there, there is nothing that cannot be solved, even if they are as strong as middle-aged people, the fear in their hearts at this moment Also vanished.

Hearing the familiar voices of everyone, Fang Lang hooked the corner of his mouth, swung his wrist, and the sharp blade slid up along the edge of the golden giant sword, and brilliant sparks burst out immediately, and the golden giant sword The sword was also thrown away directly.

The middle-aged man cast his eyes on Fang Lang, and his face suddenly became gloomy, "I didn't expect that I had calculated so much, but in the end I still didn't kill you. It's really a pity, but now, as long as you Kill you, nothing more."

Regarding the words of the middle-aged man, Fang Lang smiled: "Since my companions are calling my name, then naturally I can't lie down in a daze anymore. Next, let me do it for them." Let me repay your favor."

It's not speculative, and now that he has decided to "repay" the middle-aged man, Fang Lang will naturally not hold back any more, and he will directly see the truth when he starts, and the skyrocketing explosion will explode directly on the shattered Crimson glow.

"Sword! Blade! Ran! Dance!"

Fang Lang almost gritted his teeth and read these four words. The already amazing air waves on the sword body, which is mainly black and white, suddenly exploded again, and another one except the color was directly outlined on the whole sword. Outside, it can be said that it is wrapped by an identical blood-colored long sword.

The blood color that was almost condensed into substance was shattered, piercing the air directly, and rushed towards the middle-aged man with the sound of whistling wind and the same blood-red streamer.

The middle-aged man blocked the first sword, he still blocked the second sword, Fang Lang caught a flaw in the third sword, and directly left a red gash that was not too deep or shallow on his chest. He didn't want to solve it directly, but the middle-aged man's reaction was too fast, and he backed away in just a split second.

"Damn it! Since you forced me so much..." The middle-aged man looked at Fang Lang who was chasing him, holding the golden epee with both hands, his eyes were gradually covered by the streamer, and Fang Lang's every move directly is reflected in it.

Seeing this situation, Heathcliff on the side knew something was wrong, and hurriedly raised his voice to remind Fang Lang, but it was too late, because Fang Lang had already rushed in front of the middle-aged man.

"Go to hell!" The middle-aged man roared, and the golden epee in his hand exploded out of its lightness that it shouldn't have, and it actually bypassed the shattering in Fang Lang's hand, and the golden sword's edge hit Fang Lang's neck.

Close call!

Fang Lang felt the sharp wind coming from his neck and smiled. As a person who has fought against Heathcliff, he knows this thing that can improve his reaction ability, not to mention that he himself has had similar things .

Originally, the legs seemed to be stuck into the ground, but the right foot was lifted abruptly, the muscles suddenly tensed, and a leg whip was pulled directly towards the lower body of the middle-aged man with terrifying force. Because of the distance, the leg whip was obviously stronger than the middle-aged man. Human epee is faster.

The middle-aged man held the epee and looked at Fang Lang in amazement. Because his lower body was broken, his body swayed, and the offensive that had been well charged suddenly collapsed, and his whole body began to lean forward.

Fang Lang, who finally created this perfect opportunity, how could he let it go in vain? The upper body shrank, and Fang Lang was followed by a middle-aged man leaning against the mountain, and there was a harsh sound of bone breaking. ..