Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"The only real world, although the master told me that ten small worlds become one small world in King Wu's realm, but if I can turn ten small worlds into a hundred small worlds as the master said. Then in the fusion, the only real world is formed, then it should be even stronger!"

Fang Lang's character is to infer from one example to another. When he heard the words of Prince Gorefiend Knife, his heart suddenly understood, and he clarified the direction of his cultivation.

Of course, the Blood Demon Sword King naturally knew that it would be stronger if he did this, but he also knew that it would be too difficult.

Because the smaller the world, the harder it is to integrate them. Now, no one has integrated 100 small worlds.

According to the knowledge of the blood demon sword lord, in the history of China, the most powerful person only integrated 49 small worlds into one, realizing the most powerful and only real world. After the two of them left here, the crack slowly disappeared.

Fang Langhe and Yang Shaohua immediately felt the strong pressure, they foamed at the mouth and floated towards the swamp.

After a while, they came to the ground and saw the sun that they hadn't seen for a long time.

"I didn't expect that the power of the Blood Demon Sword would be the key to leaving this temple, but after losing the Blood Demon Sword, I am afraid that only Brother Ye Can can enter and exit here." Yang Shaohua walked over.

Having said that, Yang Shaohua looked up at the sun in the sky and sighed softly. Some people were very scared and said: "Thanks to Brother Ye, otherwise I will never see the sun again in this life."

He is not humble. Even if he opened the door of the temple, he would eventually be killed by the one-armed mantismon.

However, because of Fang Lang's appearance, he not only entered the palace, but also met the blood demon sword prince, and also obtained the heavenly swordsmanship. The harvest exceeded his imagination.

Yang Shaohua is already very satisfied.

"Yang Xiong, let's go out, don't make Miss Zhou wait too long. Haha!" Fang Langwen said with a smile:

Yang Shaohua blushed immediately.

"No, I want to experience the Little Jiutian Palace all the way. It will definitely take some time. I'm afraid I don't have enough time." Fang Lang shook his head, the opening time of Jiutian Palace is running out. Fang Lang still wanted to experience this period of time, so he didn't want to go back to Dragon City to delay time.

"In that case, we'll see you in heaven on the 9th!" Yang Shaohua cupped his fists. He didn't continue to invite Fang Lang to break through Dragon City. After all, for warriors, cultivation is the most important thing.

"Okay. Yang Xiong, take care!" Fang Lang nodded and clasped his fists.

"Take care!" Yang Shaohua raised the fuel, rose into the sky, and disappeared into the vast sky.

Fang Lang watched Yang Shaohua leave, and the smile on his face quickly narrowed. He tilted his mouth slightly, glanced coldly at a tall and dense tree nearby, and said, "It's a great honor for Ye Li to be here waiting for a tenth-level strong man in the armed forces."

There is a towering tree in the distance, very dense, and no movement can be seen, but Fang Lang's keen intuition can feel that there is a powerful warrior hidden there.

It turned out that a top ten Wu Jun wanted to hide, and it was impossible for Fang Lang to find him so easily.

But the hidden power seemed to be waiting for Fang Lang, so when Fang Lang and Yang Shaohua appeared, he leaked a little breath because of excitement, and Fang Lang was keenly aware of it.

A loud bang shook the earth.

After Fang Lang's voice fell, the towering tree not far away exploded with a "boom".

"Hahaha. As expected of the Great Flame Saber King, Wu escaped a bit and was discovered by you. No wonder you were able to kill Sun Tianling."

With a loud laugh, a tall figure rushed out from the explosion of towering trees.

This is a middle-aged man with dark hair. He turned his back to the sky with his hands, and his body glowed. When he falls with every step, the huge fluctuations of the yuan can shake the void.

Yan Wu's blood is like a sea of ​​Wang Yang bathed in the real RMB, and the skin on his body does not exude a terrifying aura everywhere. When he heard Fang Lang's words, the admiration on his face suddenly disappeared, and a pair of Two bright lights shot out from the cold eyes.

"Wu is very honored to be the stepping stone of the Great Yan Sword King, but I am afraid that next year today will be the death day of the Great Yan Sword King. Don't worry, I will burn some paper money for you."

Yan Wuxue said coldly.

"General Wu, please!" Fang Lang stopped talking nonsense, and raised Tie Xuan's sword, the cold blade, pointing at Yan Wu's blood from a distance, a mighty knife, extremely pungent.

Since you are in such a hurry, Mr. Wu will take you on the road first! Yan Wu's bloody eyes froze slightly, and then his body, like a volcano, erupted in an instant, and the terrifying true essence shot straight into the sky, sweeping the entire world.

Rumble. The region boils and the earth shakes like an earthquake.

Fang Lang's purple star robe was blown by the hurricane, and his eyes burst out with dazzling light like the sun. When Yan Wu's blood was delivered, the Tie Xuan sword in his hand had been put to good use.

There is a huge Tai Chi diagram in front of Fang Lang, and the ferocious power erupting from Yan Wu's blood also seriously affected this huge Tai Chi diagram.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth trembled, and the sky trembled. There seemed to be rough waves in this area, with ups and downs.

Yan Wu's blood rose from the sky and stood erect in the sky. He looked at Fang Lang coldly with his cold eyes. He hummed softly: "Buried in three forms? It's a pity that your cultivation is only Wu Jun's eighth level. If you reach Wu Jun's ninth level, Wu will not be able to defeat your defense."

As he said that, Yan Wu's blood was surging, as if he had suppressed Fang Lang with one foot, with a fierce and terrifying momentum.

As the footsteps of Yan Wu's blood approached, there was a sound in the sky.

A series of thunderstorms, the soles of the feet entangled by the terrifying true essence suddenly jumped to the size of a mountain, and pressed down violently towards the top of Fang Lang.

This scene is very shocking!

How arrogant and arrogant this is, stepping on Fang Lang's head, this is not only conceited, but also an insult to Fang Lang.

Fang Lang's eyes were shining with the light of Vulcan. He roared, like the sound of bells and drums, shaking the sky with invincible momentum, forming a huge handle, facing directly the giant crushed feet.

The sharp eyes of the sky burst out, and a powerful fighting spirit penetrated the body. Even in the face of the top ten of the powerful older generation Wu Jun, he is still fearless and invincible in his heart.

The saber light collided with Yan Wuxue's giant foot, and the two erupted with terrifying power at the same time, like two shooting stars, colliding fiercely together, bursting out with brilliant light.

"Cut the blood!"

At this time, Fang Lang was like an invincible god of war. He raised Tie Xuan's saber high and slammed it into the sky. The powerful sword light rushed out of the blade, trying to divide the entire sky into two halves. The giant feet condensed from true essence were suddenly split open by Fang Lang's blade. It's like an epoch-making event. A supreme sword slammed into Yan Wu's blood.

The sky and the earth are red, and the sea of ​​blood is monstrous, filling the sky.

It has to be said that the power of the Blood Demon Knife is very powerful. When the knife slashes down, it splits the surrounding earth with a force that destroys everything.

Faced with such a terrible blow, no one could resist, not even Wu Jun's tenth-level peak Yan Wuxue.

"How is it possible..." Yan Wu's bloody face changed. He stared at the Blood Demon Sword in Fang Lang's hand, his body trembling uncontrollably, his face full of disbelief.

"Wang Qi!"

"This is definitely royal equipment!"

Yan Wu roared with enthusiasm, he couldn't believe the facts in front of him, Fang Lang actually had a powerful king.

You must know that this is a weapon that a strong martial king can possess. In addition, even a half-step martial king peak killer king is not qualified to own a king.

Yan Wu's blood naturally knows how precious and powerful the king's tools are. He once saw with his own eyes the great power of the monarch of Wei State in using the king's tools. This is definitely the power of Conan the Destroyer.

Now, however, he has to face the attack of the king himself, and his opponent is still the most talented super genius among the five great talents.

Yan Wuxue smiled bitterly. He knew that he no longer had the strength to kill Fang Lang. If he continued to fight, he might be the ultimate loser.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it! This kid has a king's device, and this matter must be reported to the murderer king as soon as possible!" Yan Wuxue let out a low voice, summoning the true energy in his whole body, and prepared to strike the blood demon knife hard.

Boom.

The sky shook violently, and a huge bloody sword light, like a ray of holy light, passed through the sky and fell from the sky, violently hitting Yan Wu's blood.

This scene was very shocking, the sky and the earth seemed to be blown into pieces, and the void kept trembling.

"Ten thousand swords are powerful!" Yan Wuxue roared, his sword pierced straight, and countless sword lights* slashed across his body.

This is the martial art of the King of Slaughter. Wu Yanxue was lucky enough to be mentored by King of Slaughter and developed one of them.

Although there is only one type, the half-step martial king's peak powerhouse is absolutely unable to speculate on the existence of this type of power, which surprised Fang Lang.

Boom.

Accompanied by a loud noise, Fang Lang watched the countless shock waves from the shooting, and had to retract the Blood Demon Sword, performed three kinds of sky burial techniques, and blocked the Tai Chi diagram in front of him.

Crash.

Countless sword qi, like lightning, struck down from the sky, ruthlessly bombarding the Tai Chi diagram in front of him, bursting out a series of rays of light.

From a distance, Fang Lang seemed to be buried alive by countless sword qi.

"Good opportunity - go!" Yan Wuxue watched from a distance, shouted, leaped high, turned around, and disappeared into the blue sky like a sharp arrow.

After a while, a loud noise shocked countless sword qi, and Fang Lang's whole body was radiant, like a golden god of war. He rushed out with a Tai Chi diagram, but Yan Wuxue was no longer in sight.

"I escaped quickly, huh!"

Fang Lang glanced around and found that there was no shadow of Yan Wu's blood, so he sneered and curled his lips in disdain. "Good partner, thanks to you this time." Fang Lang gently stroked the Blood Demon Knife in his hand, the blade trembled slightly, and made a sound, as if he felt his thoughts.

Fang Langxin was very excited at this time.

Not long ago, Fang Lang could only rely on a strong man like Wu Yanxue, but now he can rely on his own strength to repel such a strong man.

With my current strength, no one can threaten me by more than half a step lower than King Wu. Fang Lang was burning with anger, Yi Yi's face was radiant and confident.

Among the 18 countries in the North Sea, there are no more than 30 powerful military kings except for the hidden military kings. Although there are many half-step martial kings, it is difficult to see clearly, so Fang Lang's strength is enough to traverse the eighteen countries in the North Sea without worrying about being chased.

"However, if the killing king knows that I have the king's weapon, he may follow me." Fang Lang thought to himself, he was not sure, Wang Qi's temptation must be great, but killing the king and other characters cannot move at will , Otherwise, the border will change, and the great lord of defending the country will not let him go.

"I still need to be careful, but as long as I am promoted to Wu Jun's 10th level, if I take another half step, I will kill Wang Wu."

Fang Lang smiled confidently,

The body foamed at the mouth and disappeared into the sky.

...

"Boom!"

Somewhere thousands of miles away.

An exasperated Yan Wu spat out a mouthful of blood, fell down from mid-air, and landed on the ground.

"I didn't expect that kid to have a king. This time, he really capsized in the gutter. Cough..." Yan Wu's blood touched the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't help coughing a few times, and couldn't hold back anymore From his own injuries, he sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood.

He was seriously injured, mainly due to the blood demon sword qi, which is the king's sword qi, and even if the half-step martial king is accidentally injured, he will move the source.

Yan Wu's blood strength is already very strong, otherwise he would not be able to escape today. The Blood Demon Knife is not an ordinary king. It fits Fang Lang very well and can surpass the power of a king.

"I don't know how to go back and kill Wang Wa'er? However, with the news of Wang Qi, the killing king shouldn't blame me. The boy's strength, coupled with Wang Qi, can only be killed by the half-step warrior king."

Yan Wu thought about recovering from his injuries on the spot, and then continued on his way, leaving the sad Song Dynasty.

...

In the dense forest, a shadow descended from the sky, revealing a young man in a purple star robe.

"I have already left the territory of the great Song State. This is a great country. Even if the King of Slaughter really sends a half-step warrior king, I'm afraid I won't be able to find it."

Fang Lang glanced around, thinking secretly.

After leaving the Death Swamp, he left Da Song directly and headed for Da Jiang, which was also the route he had prepared.

As long as you cross the country of the great rivers, you can reach the coastline, and then you can take a boat out to sea and go to heaven on the 9th. ... ..