Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"If I hadn't been cheated by this boy, I wouldn't have come this far. It's really like a tiger falling head over heels and being bullied by a dog!" shouted the cold old man. He bit the tip of his tongue, a boiling essence and blood burned in his body, releasing the power that made the earth and sky tremble.

"Will you do your best?" In the distance, Fang Lang frowned and looked at the cold old man who suddenly exploded. His heart is awe-inspiring and full of noble colors.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. After all, the cold old man is a strong old man. He once climbed to the top and reached the Kingdom of King Wu.

Even if the ice-cold old man fell back to his state, he should not be underestimated if he dropped half a step to the Martial King early. Who knows what his hidden taboo means, and his desperate efforts will definitely explode.

Therefore, Fang Lang has been on guard for a long time. Because of his arrogance, he didn't want to be the second cold old man.

"Boom!"

Sure enough, when the ice-cold old man burned his essence and blood, an unparalleled terrifying aura rushed from him to the sky and swept across the world.

The void trembled, the true essence was mighty, and the terrifying shock wave escaped to the surroundings, shaking the square below.

"Little bastard, die to me!"

The cold old man shouted loudly. At this time, he was in high spirits, as if he had reached the peak again. His hand was pressed hard, and all the vanities around him were shattered.

The blow was so powerful that even Tranquility and Wu Zhao, who were fighting in the distance, stopped and hid.

"Huh?" Fang Lang's heart trembled, he felt a little danger, this move was absolutely terrifying, and it was not difficult to stop.

At present, Fang Lang has no time to think about it. The 9-year-old war broke out immediately, turning his whole body into gold, like a golden god of war standing in the sky.

At the same time, Fang Lang held up the blood demon sword and cast three patterns of burial days. A gigantic tai chi figure, almost material, appeared before him, falling towards the sky in a giant palm.

"before……"

The huge palm is in the air, with unparalleled strength. It looks like a skyscraper. It will destroy the earth and the sky. It's packed with terrifying power and exudes a creepy vibe.

"Boom!"

Taijitu is like the mother of fire. It was greeted by a huge palm. Terrible power suddenly erupted from the huge palm, violently bombarding the chart.

Rumbling. The sky kept trembling, and countless bright lights stung everyone's eyes.

Terrifying energy erupted from the giant palm, and together they slammed into the Hell Taiji Diagram.

At this time, Taijitu's defense was shown to the extreme, completely dissolving 70% of the impact force, but the last 30% of the force was to collapse Taijitu, and the remaining power was blown to Fang Lang.

"Only this?"

Feeling the giant palm weakened by 70% of its energy, Fang Lang's mouth slightly raised, with a sneer in his eyes, he raised the Blood Demon Knife and charged forward.

Give me a tear,—a drop of blood! Fang Langda roared, with dazzling divinity blooming in his pitch-black eyes. He is like a god of war, roaring, shaking the world.

The huge palm was cut in two by Fang Lang, and a terrifying shock wave just erupted in the sky, sweeping away in all directions.

"ah……"

The cold old man was hit hard again, his whole body was thrown out, and blood spurted wildly.

"You little bastard, wait for me. When I regain my strength, it will be your death!" Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the old man Bing ran away without looking back. Surprised eyes of a group of people.

No one expected the old man on the ice to run away.

In the square, the crowd moved slowly.

Even Tranquility and Wu Zhao were shocked.

"Hmph!" Fang Lang looked at the cold old man who was running away, but didn't catch up with him, because the strength of the other party was not much worse than him. He was temporarily unable to kill the other party. And, if he pissed off the cold old man, who knows what else the old man could do. For the old generation of strong men, Fang Langxin is still a little scared. He doesn't want to be with old man Bing now, and wait until he is promoted to the tenth level of the martial arts army, or to the half-step martial king, and then avoid future troubles.

Wanting to stop, Fang Lang put away the Blood Demon Knife and stared at Wu Zhao not far away, his eyes were cold and very sharp, like two blades.

"Um?"

Feeling Fang Lang's eyes, Wu Zhao's eyes froze. This time he did not underestimate Fang Lang. After all, Fang Lang had already proved his strength to everyone in the battle with old man Bing.

"Why? Want to fight me?"

Wu Zhao looked at Fang Lang with a trace of indifference on the corner of his mouth.

In the sky, Fang Lang was cold, facing Wu Zhao. There was tension in the air.

All the people in the square closed their mouths, looking at the two people in the sky, there was a hint of excitement in their hearts.

On the side, Wufeng watched indifferently, and did not continue to intervene. After all, Fang Lang was no weaker than him, so it would be unnecessary for him to intervene.

Staring at Wu Zhao coldly, Fang Lang's face was indifferent, then he slowly put down the Blood Demon Knife, his eyes turned not far away.

Wu Zhao's eyes shrank slightly, and then looked away, looking in the same direction as Fang Lang.

Wufeng also looked at the past solemnly at this time.

This sudden scene stunned the people below, obviously they did not expect the change to be so fast.

However, it didn't take long for people to figure out why.

With a thunderclap, a slender figure gradually appeared in the nearby sky. He is like a king between heaven and earth, ruling the world,

Looking down at the whole world.

It was obviously still far away, and he couldn't see the appearance of that person, but at this moment, everyone felt a huge sense of oppression, like carrying a mountain, and there was a feeling of suffocation.

As the figure approached, the crowd gradually saw his face clearly.

A white robe, dancing with the wind, with deep eyes, like a little light in the abyss, although it is small, it illuminates the entire dark world, which is unforgettable.

This is a youth that cannot be described in words. He looks ordinary, but he attracts everyone's eyes like a magnet, making people attracted to him unconsciously.

"King. King!"

Among the crowd in the square, someone suddenly spoke hastily, which immediately caused an uproar.

Yes, the comer is the king, the first of the four kings.

As the name suggests, this is a real king. Although he wasn't out of breath, it felt like a lot of pressure. This is the general trend, the general trend of world domination. ..