Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Liu Yi, who was not far away, never thought that this boy who looked younger than himself would have such a fast speed and such a fierce method.

Fang Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't go all out. When he saw Liu Yi, he knew that this young man was not his opponent, but from Liu Yi's contemptuous face. It can be seen that his heart is too frivolous, and he doesn't take his opponent in his heart.

The blue-green Liu Yi habitually stretched out his hand to resist the sword, the screaming sparks of the long sword and the green scorpion came out, and Liu Yi's body quickly retreated under the influence of strength.

Fang Lang's right foot was on the ground, and his falling body was hit again. The clear flow of the body rushes along a specific meridian, and the right punch still floats above the body, a seemingly dull fist. At the moment of slight contact, a female force spread out from the body and flowed into Liu Yi's body along the fist.

The power of women is like Liu Yi's body, which expands like a bubble and expands around the body. Liu Yi's heart was shocked and used the energy of the body to intercept it, but it was too late for the energy to rush to the spleen in the body. The spleen of the body hurts like a sharp knife. A burst of cold sweat seeped from the body. Liu Yi mobilized his body's energy to protect his body, allowing Fang Lang to attack again, barely able to stand on the ground.

Fang Lang was surprised to see his painful expression. He never thought that this yellow-level intermediate combat technique would be so magical. The consequences of its attacks are not inferior to the advanced combat techniques of the yellow rank, but the only drawback. It is Fang Lang standing at the top of the ring, holding the green scorpion tightly in his right hand, showing strong confidence, and turning his eyes to other battles.

Zhang Wei is fighting with the same fat man. At this time, Zhang Wei only released the strength of the gods primary school. When the disabled hand threw the fat man to dodge, Zhang Hao had already arrived, and it was a foot.

Fatty didn't escape, his body exploded, Zhang Hao seized the opportunity, the battle became more and more fierce, and gradually gained the upper hand, within ten minutes, Fatty completely failed on Zhang Hao.

For Fang Lang, such a result is not surprising. The eyes of Zhang Yi and others were intertwined. Fang Lang won with his own terrifying speed and strange fighting skills, while Zhang Wei went all out in strength. Battered.

In less than half an hour, the eight battle circles were over, and eight people stood on the rings, watching Chu Yunlong prepare for the next match off the stage.

Eight of them are Zheng Bo, Ling Yun and Liu Kun. In the ambiguity, I have a strange idea of ​​myself. Fang Lang looked back, Ling Yun slowly closed his eyes.

"It seems that this guy wants to teach me a lesson today! I haven't left me since the game started. His mind is really insidious, and I have to protect it!" Fang Lang looked at Ling Yun's expressionless face. My heart is silent.

"I didn't expect the first game to be so fast, let's not talk too much and enter the second game!" Chu Yunlong said in the ring.

The eyes turned around, glanced at the eight people, then stayed on Ai Siyu, nodded, and the body flashed across the seats under the stage again.

As Chu Yunlong's voice fell, the eight quickly adjusted their positions and entered their respective battles. Ling Yun looked directly at Fang Lang, observing Fang Lang's every move.

Fang Lang's heart smirked and stood on the ground without any slight movement. He was waiting for Ling Yun's start, because he knew that Ling Yun, who was full of hatred at this time, would inevitably lose patience and take the first step. ..