Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Look at that direction, isn't it the place where Fang Lang rests! However, at this time, there was still not much movement on Fang Lang's face, and he didn't even open his eyelids. He crossed his hands naturally in front of his chest, and the sword-like Gu Sha stood upright beside him .

The expression on the face of the Taoist man in yellow was changing at this time, and he couldn't tell what his emotions were, but Lu Xiaofeng knew that he was definitely not better than the one who won the bid just now, and he looked quite painful, just a little How could a stone have such an effect? When Lu Xiaofeng was wondering, Fang Lang had already opened his eyes.

He glanced in Lu Xiaofeng's direction, then took the sword in his hand, and walked slowly towards them. There was no expression on his face, but it made people feel serious and not angry.

"Tell me, who sent you here!" Lu Xiaofeng shouted at that person. The voice is not loud, but it is very intimidating. It can be heard that he is not in a good mood at this time, but the Taoist in yellow is troubled by the itching on his body at this time, and he has no intention of listening to Lu Xiaofeng's words at all. Going in, it's just a small stone, how could it have such an effect.

Fang Lang kicked him, and the itchy feeling on his body disappeared immediately. The Taoist in yellow even gave Fang Lang a grateful glance. Fang Lang still had no emotional fluctuations, and asked, "Who sent you here?"

The Taoist in yellow lowered his head and did not speak. In other words, he didn't dare to speak at all. At this moment, Fang Lang was looking down at him condescendingly, and he was so shocked that he dared not speak for a while. Lu Xiaofeng didn't have that patience, so he grabbed his sleeves.

"Do you think we have a lot of time?!" Changing from the usual hippie smile, there is no need to be so kind to the enemy. In addition, he didn't think there was anything pitiful about the person in front of him. He looked like a treacherous villain, and it made people feel disgusted when he saw it. Fang Lang didn't stop Lu Xiaofeng's behavior, or he had already acquiesced.

After the scuffle just now, the Taoist in yellow has no strength to resist now. One staggered and almost fell down, Lu Xiaofeng's expression was a bit ferocious at the moment, it's scary for a joker to get angry sometimes.

The Taoist in yellow couldn't take it all at once, and passed out on the spot. The corpses all over the place looked particularly glaring. It seemed that they were not welcome here, but it was not up to these people to decide whether they left or stayed.

Suddenly, little Taoist priests came out from nowhere, one after another, about a dozen of them. Fang Lang and Lu Xiaofeng glanced indifferently, and they could tell that these people had no fighting power at all, and they didn't take them seriously at all.

However, these little Taoist priests did not take any further actions. They just formed a group of two and cleaned up the corpses on the ground one by one. After a while, the place was restored to the cleanliness it was at the beginning.

It's just that the plane tree next to it has been stained with the blood of these secular people, and it slowly penetrates into the soil and becomes his nutrient. Looking back, I seem to understand why the sycamore leaves here are always redder than those in other places. They are all irrigated with blood donations, so the scenery is naturally much more beautiful.

Suddenly, Senhan's sword energy came from the top of his head, and the feeling was hard to describe in words. It's as if the god of death is licking your neck, which makes people shudder, and it's about to penetrate Fang Lang's skin pores. It's just that the person who was attacked didn't seem to feel the slightest, but just stared straight ahead blankly.

I really don't know if it's better to call him arrogant or to call him confident. The person who came out was wearing a long white robe, and his white clothes fluttered.

Lu Xiaofeng sized up the person in front of him unceremoniously. From the looks of it, this person should be the master of Baiyun Temple. But, why do you want to make a fake out in advance, maybe you want to test their martial arts? But, not to mention Fang Lang, it is Lu Xiaofeng's reputation in the world, so does anyone need to verify the code?

The visitor didn't say a word, and pointed his sword straight at Fang Lang. It's just that, it seems that Fang Lang has no intention of doing anything, because he knows that even if he doesn't make any moves, it will not pose any threat to him.

On the contrary, Lu Xiaofeng smiled, and suddenly stretched out two fingers to pinch it! Fang Lang had already noticed this person, and had been hiding behind the wall, probably because he wanted to watch the battle, but he didn't want to expose him, but wanted to see what other tricks he could do.

Before the Taoist in white could hear his laughter, the sword was already caught by him, and his strike was far faster than the sound. Looking at it now, it was almost an impossible task, but it was a skill that Lu Xiaofeng practiced since he was a child.

Just because of this point, there are countless people in Jianghu who are under his command, and he has not even been able to touch Lu Xiaofeng's hair. Lu Xiaofeng restrained his aura slightly, obviously he didn't want to get to the bottom of it, after all, the purpose of their coming here was not to provoke anyone.

Of course, this does not mean that they can be provoked by anyone. When it's time to make a move, you still have to make a move. You know, people in this arena are all picks for soft persimmons. A person who has no ability is not worthy of anyone's pity.

The sword energy had disappeared, Lu Xiaofeng clamped the edge of the sword with two fingers, smiled, and looked at the person in front of him - a middle-aged man in brocade clothes, white face and slight beard, this person was also looking at him in surprise.

Fang Lang walked up to the Taoist in white calmly, staring at him "affectionately" with an inquiring expression. Although I was very clear in my heart, all the things that happened before must be the ghosts of the people in front of me.

However, since he loves to pretend, he can only compare who can pretend better. As soon as Lu Xiaofeng loosened his fingers, the sword of the Taoist in white was broken, and fell to the concrete floor with a "ding dong", what a crisp sound.

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However, the Baiyun temple master was stunned for several seconds before he realized that Lu Xiaofeng hadn't made a move. ..