Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"You seem to know a lot about Quincy." Masaki Kurosaki sighed and faced his current situation seriously.

"Not only do I know this, but I also know that your Quincy has almost been exterminated." Fang Lang said calmly, his eyes of thunder flashing with lightning, "It's not easy to find pure Quincy blood. "

"Is this the reason why you are looking for me?" Masaki Kurosaki caught the traces of Fang Lang's words.

"You are a very smart woman. I don't hate her. If I had come here a few years earlier, I might have liked you quite a lot. Unfortunately, I am not interested in being a wife."

There was still no emotion at all. As he finished speaking, he slashed out with a sword.

The silver sword energy turned into a perfect crescent shape and rushed straight towards Masaki Kurosaki.

"this……"

Kurosaki Masaki's worldview was once again subverted. This slashing attack did not emit spiritual pressure, but sword energy. The sword energy was purely based on physical strength and the understanding of the way of the sword!

terrible!

This kind of person is really terrible!

It's as if the combat systems held by both sides are different.

Masaki Kurosaki did not dare to resist with his body. He stretched out his right palm, condensed a spirit arrow at the tip of his finger, and shot it out suddenly in response to Fang Lang's slash.

"Holy Mie Ya!"

The moment this spirit arrow came into contact with the silver slash, it was instantly cut open and disappeared.

"What?!" Kurosaki Masaki was shocked again. He gritted his teeth and jumped up to avoid the sword.

The silver-white sword energy swept across the position where she stood and continued to move forward, spreading for a full two thousand meters before completely dissipating.

"What a long attack range!"

Before he could be surprised, Fang Lang's voice suddenly appeared above his head.

"Waiting for the Night's Form and Sky Wing Slash!"

Suddenly, a crescent sword energy slashed out. At the moment of slashing, it suddenly opened its wings, like a pair of angel wings, and swooped down.

boom!

The sword energy fell to the ground and directly split the entire river in half. The river was blocked in the middle and could not flow for a long time.

Just like the power of heaven, the river water split open by a sword was unable to comply with the laws of nature due to the residual power of the sword energy.

Fang Lang stepped lightly on the moon in the void, looking at the figure in the smoke with indifferent eyes.

"Hahu...hahu...hahu..."

Severe breathing came, and Kurosaki Masaki knelt on the ground, covering his right arm. There was a large amount of blood flowing down the shoulder of his right arm.

"If my reaction had been one tenth of a second slower, I would have been dead by now. Split in half from the middle! This man's slash could actually break through my static blood suit!"

Kurosaki Masaki gritted his teeth and endured the pain, looking up at Fang Lang.

Up to the current position, the opponent has not used any spiritual power, and everything relies on physical strength.

Really human? What a monster!

Can humans stay in the void for such a long time? Can humans cut out sword energy and break through the Quincy's Static Blood Armor? How could a human being move so fast that her reflexes could barely keep up?

Fang Lang's figure slowly weakened, and he said in a cold tone: "Even a Quincy who is good at defense is just like this. He can't stop the great swordsman's blow. I wasted my expectations."

"Great Swordsman..." Kurosaki Masaki said breathlessly, but he remembered this title in his heart.

"Who knows, you don't need to know, let me send you on your way." Fang Lang withdrew the light blow, pulled out the Enchantress, and walked slowly towards the other party.

"Wait a minute, why are you looking for a Quincy?" Kurosaki Masaki gritted his teeth and said. Even in his prime state, he couldn't block the opponent's slashes, let alone get hurt. At this moment, he at least understood the opponent's purpose.

"Before you die, let me be a sensible person. I need the power of a pure Quincy. Don't blame me. Blame it, blame your ancestors! Blame the person who gave you power!"

"Pure Quincy power?" Masaki Kurosaki frowned, without any clue. Seeing Fang Lang's sword about to fall, she gritted her teeth and shouted: "I am no longer a pure Quincy!"

Fang Lang snorted coldly and cut down the sword as usual.

"I have been invaded by Hollows, and my spiritual power has been mixed with the power of Hollows. I am not a pure Quincy." Kurosaki Masaki said calmly.

Fang Lang's sword blade paused, the mask's eyes suddenly widened, and then he remembered something.

The Hollow in Ichigo Kurosaki's body seems to have been passed down to him by Masaki Kurosaki. In this way, Masaki Kurosaki is indeed no longer a pure Quincy.

"Damn it, wasn't I wasting my time..." Fang Lang thought to himself, quite speechless. The God of Death's timeline was too messy, and many things were only realized when they were about to come.

Seeing that Fang Lang's murderous intention seemed to have dissipated, Kurosaki Masaki took a breath and said, "I am not your opponent. Kill if you want, but please don't hurt my son."

"I won't kill you, but on condition that you tell me where the pure Quincy is?" Fang Lang said coldly.

"I don't know!" Kurosaki Masaki gritted his teeth.

Seeing her expression, Fang Lang had already guessed that the other party must know, and he also realized that Ishida Uryu's father and Ishida Uryu's grandfather were both pure Quincy, right?

"Hmph, I hate people lying in front of me, so you might as well die." Fang Lang's murderous intention rose again.

Masaki Kurosaki smiled bitterly in her heart, but she couldn't tell the other party. It seemed that she had to fight to the death!

Just as I was thinking, suddenly Ichigo Kurosaki's shout came from a distance: "Mom

mom! ? "

He saw a man wearing a black suit and a strange mask, standing in front of him, with a sword in his hand, as if he wanted to kill his mother.

This was a huge psychological blow to him, who was young and living in a peaceful world.

This scene was deeply imprinted on his mind and could not be erased.

"Ichigo, run away!" Kurosaki Masaki's expression changed drastically and he yelled sternly.

When he was about to fight back desperately, Fang Lang had already put away his sword and left slowly.

"you……"

"Masaki Kurosaki, thank you for the little compassion I have left in my heart. It's not necessary. I rarely do anything to women. Anyway, your death is only a matter of time. Goodbye."

Fang Lang's cold words came over.

"No, we won't see each other again."

Masaki Kurosaki was in a daze until Ichigo Kurosaki cried and threw himself into his arms. ..