Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"Two wastes, what are you talking about, kill people quickly, go back to sleep, I'm sleepy." The thin Zheng Yi urged impatiently.

Zhang Wei's eyes rolled slightly, looking at Fang Lang who had no emotional changes, his heart burst out. "Siyu, you won't tell me to put up with it!" Some of the complaints and ridicule in Zhang Huan's words were somewhat mixed.

"Hey, if I put up with this situation again, am I still a man? It's time to collect debts, and those who owe them will always have to pay back." Fang Lang's simple words aroused Zhang's excitement. The four people in the distance were also a little confused by the conversation between the two.

When the two were completely relaxed, the four became shocked, involuntarily looking at the people around them, and the hands of the weapons tightened a little.

"Zhang Wei, let's start. By the way, I also solved three self-righteous guys. I don't want to leave hidden dangers for myself." Fang Lang left a sentence and rushed to Zheng who was standing alone in the distance. righteous.

A burst of energy poured into Barley, who unleashed a 1.5-inch-long sword. After the final life-and-death battle, the sword in Fang Lang's hand became more intense.

Tsing Yi waved to Zheng Yi, Zheng Yi's contemptuous face suddenly became dull. "How could his breath suddenly become so powerful!" Zheng Yi spit out a question.

The body wanted to dodge in the distance, but Fang Lang had already pushed his speed to the limit and did not give him a chance to escape.

Zheng Yi saw that his speed was so fast that he exceeded his limit. He raised his hand and raised his long sword to resist the falling of the dagger in Aisiyu's hand. "Hey, such a short weapon dares to take it out for humiliation! Go back to your hometown, and my Zheng brothers will not be able to let you go."

Zheng Yi looked at the short sword in front of him, and the expression on his face quickly showed disdain. He kept laughing, but his body was running his war skills quickly, wanting to punch Fang Lang when he fell.

Hey! The sound of metal percussion comes from the fall of the short sword, and then there is a physical collision. Fang Lang stood on the ground and stabilized his body. He raised his right fist and looked at Zheng Yi who flew out of him. There was a wry smile on his face.

"Boy, you are late, I played this trick too early, remember to use this trick in your next life to catch your opponent before it starts."

In the air, Zheng Yi sprayed a bloody mist from his mouth, and there were a few tears in the corners of his eyes. His left hand was stolen behind him. After Fang Lang let go of some ridicule, his body flashed again, and then rushed towards Zheng Yi who had not yet landed. Fang Lang jumped into the sky and began to fall freely from dozens of feet. The right hand was wrapped in a layer of light green energy and fell to Zheng Yi's chest.

Zheng Yi's physical experience with Fang Langtian Jianquan has become very extreme. Facing Fang Lang's renewed attack, there was no way to fight back.

Zheng Yi's body fell to the ground, kicking up dust. A half-length and deep narrow ditch appeared on the ground, and the smoke scattered.

Fang Lang looked at Zheng Yi who was dying in the canyon, and said indifferently: "This blow is because you insulted me on the fire!"

Zheng Yi bent down, held his breath, lifted it from the ravine, and threw it on the ground casually. The energy in his body surged into his right foot. "This blow is the first to make you kick my foot!"

Fang Lang shouted, his right foot was kicked towards Zheng Yi with all his strength. Zheng Yi's body shot in a straight line, and several ancient trees in the distance fell off due to the impact of his body. ..