Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"Old man, don't play tricks in front of me." King Wu Zhou obviously felt that the injured king had killed Fang Langqi. At present, a three-point war broke out, which made it impossible for the wounded king to shoot.

"Damn it!" The fury that hurt the king's heart had no choice but to get entangled with King Wu Zhou.

Air.

Sun Tianling's face gradually became serious. He no longer underestimated Fang Lang, but regarded Fang Lang as an opponent at the same level. He set out to give it his all.

Similarly, Fang Lang did not hide his strength. In addition to hiding the meaning of the ice fist, he has used all his strength to explode. A circle of blood was cut from Tie Xuan's saber, covering the entire sky.

With a roar, Fang Lang performed the three postures of burying the sky, and the huge Tai Chi diagram stood in front of him to protect his whole body.

The strongest defense is not just talking. With the support of Fang Lang's ten small worlds, even Sun Tianling of Wu Jun Bafeng could not break through the third type of funeral.

"Very well, I admit that I despise you, but this should be your strongest strength." Sun Tianling growled, her eyes sparkled brightly, standing between heaven and earth like a god of war, dazzling.

"Have you reached your limit too!" Fang Lang slashed fiercely with a black iron combat saber in his hand. The terrifying sword light streaked across the sky like a river of blood, rushed away violently, and flooded the entire sky.

"limit?"

Sun Tianling shot sharply, blocking Fang Lang's bleeding mouth. He tilted his mouth slightly, his eyes sparkled: "If this is my limit, then you are too young to look down on Wu Tianjiao."

When Fang Lang heard it, his eyes suddenly changed.

At this moment, a more terrifying momentum erupted from Sun Tianling.

This is Wu Jun's strong motivation in the ninth grade.

"How is this possible!" Fang Lang exclaimed, Sun Tianling had already reached Wu Jun's ninth level, which was beyond his two realms, and the other was a genius. Facing Wu Jun's ninth-level powerhouse, Fang Lang can defeat him, but Sun Tianling is a genius, and a top genius. It's too hard to kill such a genius in the next two levels. It's almost impossible.

Fang Lang's face was sullen, his eyes flickered, he held Tie Xuan's saber tightly in his palm, and his dark eyes were like the scorching sun.

Moreover, through the battle just now, Sun Tianling already knew all of Fang Lang's methods, and he felt more confident in his heart.

After thinking for a while, Sun Tianling roared and shouted: "Go to hell. I will not let a genius appear on the shoulders of the great inflammation country."

Sun Tianling's eyes were filled with endless killing intent. At this time, his spear was like the thunder spear of the ancient god of war, stabbing at Fang Lang.

The blow was not big, and Sun Tianling was confident of breaking through Fang Lang's funeral.

"Victory finally belongs to me. I want to become the strongest of the four kings." Sun Tianling grinned grinningly, and could kill a great genius. He is very excited. He seemed to have seen the moment Fang Lang was pierced by the spear.

But just as he was approaching Fang Lang's 100 meters, an invisible will descended from below him.

This is good for a big mountain, which suddenly came down and pressed on Sun Tianling.

"This is..." Sun Tianling was stunned for a moment, but then he seemed to think of something, his face suddenly changed, his pupils shrank, and he was shocked.

"It's the king's trend!"

Fang Lang said coldly.

This is the real trend of the kingly way he understands. Although this kind of terrifying spiritual will cannot be compared with the real martial arts powerhouse, it should not be underestimated. It is enough to affect Sun Tianling, who is in the ninth grade of Wu Jun.

At this time, Sun Tianling felt his military will and was hit by a big storm. The true essence in his body suddenly became chaotic, causing his attack to be attacked, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth.

As soon as the king's trend appeared, an invisible field automatically formed around Fang Lang's body. His spiritual will seriously affected Sun Tianling.

If Sun Tianling is ready, then Gao Fanglang's two realms of cultivation may not be able to be injured.

But the question is, who would have thought that Fang Lang would understand the king's trend? You know, among the younger generations of the 18 countries in the North Sea, only four of the four kings understand the trend of the king.

At best, Fang Lang is a potential genius. Although Sun Tianling believed that Fang Lang's potential was huge enough to threaten her, that's all. He thought that Fang Lang could not compete with the Four Kings.

But at this moment, Sun Tianling knew that he still despised this young man.

"What a king!" Sun Tianling wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth. He quickly took out a pill and swallowed it to recover from the injury.

Just now, the most terrifying thing was not the king's tendency to suppress the spirit, but that Sun Tianling was wounded by her own foundation because of this attack. This is undoubtedly frustrating.

Of course Fang Lang would not miss such a good opportunity, almost when Sun Tianling encountered himself, he had already slashed him. The raging blood-red river flooded the sky like a torrent.

When you are sick, you are killed. For Sun Tianling, Fang Lang would not let him recover.

Boom.

Sun Tianling hurriedly raised her gun and blocked it. The powerful true essence, no matter what kind of injury he suffered, burst out powerfully, sweeping across the sky. The light in the sky was bright and the explosion was like a thunderbolt. The fiery light is extremely dazzling, like the sun.

Fang Lang urged the king to move forward and put pressure on him. The Tie Xuan saber in his hand became more and more dazzling. The black blade is like a sickle of death, cutting through the void and devouring the darkness.

Sun Tianling's eyes were stern, enduring her injuries, implying all the true energy in her body, holding a spear in her hand, holding a gun flower, like a hot sun fire lotus, blooming in mid-air, exuding a terrifying murderous intent.

Indeed

One of the five heavenly prides, even after suffering a strong rebound, his strength is still so strong, but he does not have the advantage of overpowering Fang Lang with his previous strength, and the two sides returned to the starting line again.

To be precise, Fang Lang still has an advantage. The threat of becoming king greatly weakened Sun Tianling's power, making Sun Tianling's power, but only 70%.

In addition, because of her own body and injuries, Sun Tianling was full of strength, and in the end she could only hit half of it.

This is very humbling.

Sun Ling kept yelling in the weather. He entered a fighting state, holding a spear in his hand, as if an arm was driving him away, constantly stabbing out of the void, making Fang Lang unable to defend.

Although these three types of burial days can resist the opponent's attack, the problem is that Fang Lang also wants to kill Sun Tianling, so it is naturally not good for him to continue to use these three types of burial days, otherwise the First World War will be evened up.

Now, Fang Lang has the upper hand. It is impossible for him to be willing to paint with Sun Tianling. That's not his character.

Therefore, after giving up the use of Burial Day Three, Fang Langtian's power was stimulated to the top of his attack tactics. The Blood Knife, the Seven Killing Fist, and the Nine Turns of the Body were all brought into full play by him.

The two were killed in the dark, and no one could approach them. Their place, like Wu Wang Zhou and Wang Hei Zai in the sky, became a restricted area.

Many Wu Jun in Wei State and Wu Junqiang in Wu Lin Jun are fighting and watching.

They knew very well in their hearts that the result of Fang Langhe and Sun Tianling's battle was the key to the outcome.

"Ho!"

"Ho!"

Two loud cries shook the earth.

In mid-air, the battle between Sun Tianling and Fang Lang became fierce. Both of them forget everything but the opponent in front of them.

Fighting, this is where it really begins.

The First World War belongs to the strong, and the First World War belongs to the young arrogance. No one can interfere, and no one needs to interfere.

No machinations, no sense, the two of them, just pure fighting.

This is a magical state called a combat state. Only a true genius can enter this magical state in combat.

Obviously, neither Fang Lang nor Sun Tianling are such unparalleled geniuses.

At this time, both Wu Junqiang of the Great Wei Kingdom and Wu Junqiang of Wu Linjun secretly looked at their tongues. The brilliance shown by these two men made them very ashamed. Sun Tianling's merits, even if he was injured and suppressed by the king's trend, he can still give full play to the Wu army's nine-level combat effectiveness.

And Fang Lang, who was at the seventh level of Wu Jun, also fought at the level of Wu Jun's ninth level. The gap between the two was very small, and they fought for several hours without a draw.

It's a close fight.

But Sun Tianling knew that if he hadn't been careless, if he hadn't been ignorant of Fang Lang's understanding of the king's trend, he would not have been severely hit by Fang Lang's king's trend.

At this time, he felt very aggrieved. If the first battle had reached its peak, he would have been defeated long ago, and even killed Fang Lang.

As the saying goes, every hole in a superior battle is magnified. Victory, at that moment.

Sun Tianling attacked for a long time, and because of her aggrieved heart, the offensive was chaotic. Fang Lang finally found a loophole and wounded him with a knife.

"Impossible—" Sun Tianling obviously couldn't believe that she was injured by Fang Lang again. He looked at the blood on his waist and his face became crazy.

"I'm going to kill you! Ah..." Sun Lingtian raised her head to the sky and roared, a mighty burst of real energy, like a boiling sea wave, swept across the sky, and the sky and the earth trembled.

Unfortunately, at this time, Sun Tianling had completely rioted. Although the ferocity was terrifying, her tricks were messed up. Although the power she exerted was powerful, she couldn't beat Fang Lang.

On the contrary, because of a fever in the brain, Sun Tianling exposed a big flaw, Fang Lang seized the opportunity and blew it hard.

Immediately, Sun Tianling spurted blood from her mouth, and she flew out.

"Now!" Fang Lang's eyes were radiant, dazzling like the sun, he took a step towards heaven, followed, and approached Tian Ling, the sun in midair.

At this moment, Sun Lingtian was just stunned. Looking at Fang Lang the next day, his expression changed. He was about to raise his gun at Fang Lang when he suddenly felt a chill.

"It's frozen for 30,000 miles!" Fang Lang said coldly, looking at Sun Tianling's face with a ferocious smile.

Whoosh. The cold temperature swept across in an instant, and the extremely cold breath left the area within three meters around Tian's body, covering everything.

Although the surrounding area is only three meters, it cannot be compared with the 30,000,000 miles of real ice, but Fang Langhe Sun Tianling is very close at this moment. The extremely cold breath instantly froze Sun Tianling's whole body.

"Boom!"

Sun Tianling was quickly covered in ice, and his whole body was frozen instantly. He even got out of the spear and was frozen in the void, unable to move half a step forward.

"This is..." Sun Tianling just opened his mouth, but he could no longer utter the whole sentence, he was already frozen.

From the ice, Fang Lang could even see Sun Tianling's desperate face.

Needless to say, Fang Lang would definitely not miss such an opportunity. Almost when he cast Frozen 30,000 Miles, his other hand, the Tiexuan War Saber, already had a dazzling lotus flower, and slashed fiercely at Sun Tianling's neck. click.

This is the sound of ice breaking, and it is also the sound of headshots.

Sun Tianling's bloody head fell from the sky with a desperate expression.

At this time, Da Wei and Wu Junqiang's big brother

Yan, stopped his hands involuntarily, and looked at this scene with a puzzled face.

In the high sky, the sky is proud of a sword and a sword. The sun's fiery eyes, like two suns, burst out with fiery divine light.

Looking at the leaves like a god, everyone's hearts were terrified.

"Boom!"

A thunderous rumble shook the sky. The big city of Wuzhou is trembling.

The Executioner King was angry, like crazy, and wanted to rush out to intercept King Wu Zhou. However, King Wu Zhou was ready and went all out. He tried his best to stop the murderer king.

"Fang Lang, leave Wuzhou City!"

Everyone will obey the order and do their best to protect Fang Lang from leaving Wuzhou City!

The two orders of King Wu Zhou quickly spread throughout Wuzhou.

At the same time, the cold voice of killing the king also resounded throughout the sky of Wuzhou City: "Use all your strength to kill Tianye at all costs. The person who killed this man deserves more honor than Wuzhou City."

Boom.

The entire battlefield boiled instantly.

Almost instantly, many great Wu Weijun rushed to Fang Lang, and at the same time, many great Yan Wu Junqiang stood in front of Fang Lang.

"Let me do it!" Fang Lang's eyes lit up, he was not afraid of death, he slashed out with a knife, and killed a big Wu Weijunqiang on the spot.

But before Fang Lang had time to continue fighting, a general of the martial arts army blocked him back.

"My lord, you must obey King Wu's order and leave Wuzhou City as soon as possible, otherwise Li will die here." This is General Li, who had met Fang Lang before.

At this time, General Li's face was solemn, and his eyes were fixed on Fang Lang, full of respect and determination.

Fang Lang was silent. He knew that since the other party said so, he would definitely say it.

Although the other party is persecuting him, Fang Langxin can't be angry because the other party is protecting him. ..