Pirate’s Infinite Wings

In the Xiaojiutiangong Square, after the Supreme War ended, there was a sea of ​​people again. The hot air boiled the entire North Sea.

"Look! The King is coming!"

"Then Yang Shaohua!"

"There's still no wind. I don't think he's really been promoted to the Martial King Kingdom. The time of the younger generation has finally come."

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With the arrival of the young Tianjiao and the strong old generation, all the audience was excited, and countless people shouted:

At first glance, the entire Jiutian Palace is surrounded by a large group of dark warriors.

People are eagerly looking forward to and patiently waiting for the summit meeting of the 18 North Sea countries. Today, they are destined to remain in history. At least the people of Beihai 18 will never forget this day. However, the voice of the dragon is shocking.

"The Lord of Magic is coming. It seems that the field is coming." The crowd immediately fell silent.

The Son of God has arrived, and only by leaving this day can we witness a peak battle.

With the passage of time, many warriors still came from all directions, including many casual cultivators at the half-step Wangwu level, and countless warriors at the Wujun level.

The entire area around the Xiaojiutiangong Square was covered by dark crowds, blocking the sunlight, which was shocking.

In the anticipation of the people, a bloody sword light tore through the void, fell from the sky, and hit the square of Jiutian Palace.

Rumbling sound. Suddenly, the ground trembled, and the entire Jiutiangong Square trembled.

When the smoke and light disappeared, people were shocked to find a bloody magic knife on the Jiutiangong Square, emitting a terrible smell.

Just as Fang Lang was standing on the Blood Demon Sword, he calmly looked at the Son of God on the opposite side, and took a deep breath, making it impossible for people to visit.

Seeing Fang Lang like this, the kingdom of heaven, the king, the distant lords of the kingdom, and others were all surprised, and their students all flinched.

You must know that at that moment, they only saw a shadow flashing past, and it turned out that Fang Lang came here.

This speed exceeded their imagination and shocked them.

There is no doubt that this speed alone will be enough to make all the martial kings of the Eighteen Kingdoms of the North Sea look up in the remaining days.

"You're finally here!" When Fang Lang appeared, the Son of God opened his huge eyes, fierce and bloodthirsty eyes, bursting out with a cold brilliance, making people feel that the body had frozen.

Everyone's heart jumped, the peak of the war was coming, they waited for half a year, just for this day, couldn't help but widen their eyes one by one, not daring to miss any beautiful moment.

"Who do you think will win?" someone asked.

Countless eyes were cast from the surroundings, embarrassing the person he asked.

"It's still a guess. It must be Ye Junjun." A young and strong man looked at the sky of leaves with admiration and enthusiasm.

Although the people around him were not as enthusiastic as him, they all believed that Fang Lang was the final winner.

However, some old and strong people don't pay much attention to it. Some people whispered, "The son of God is much better than the ruler of the kingdom of heaven. If the imperial document does not apply, Fang Lang may not be an opponent."

People are talking about the outcome of the battle and other issues.

On the square, Fang Lang put away the Blood Demon Sword and stood alone on the square. Compared with the huge body of the Son of God, he looked like an ant, but no one present could underestimate this young man.

"This is not the way I want to choose!" Fang Lang was silent for a while, then said slowly.

"But you have to go!" The Son of God said coldly.

"Then let's fight the first battle!" Fang Lang sighed, then raised his head, his bright eyes, like two lightning bolts, tore through the void and shot into the sky.

"War!" The Son of God roared, his whole body glowing with radiance, and the terrifying energy pierced through his ears like Wang Haishui, flooding the entire Jiutiangong Square. In the sky, the dark clouds were raging, the void was constantly trembling, and the strong pressure filled the whole world, making the audience around them tremble.

The Son of God is very strong. His huge body, like a mountain of ancient gods, was pressed against the sky of leaves. In midair, a huge dragon claw, ferocious and powerful, tore apart the sky.

The sky was covered with golden light, and the ninth warrior on the fourth floor reached the apex, turning him into a golden God of War and rushing towards the Son of God.

In the past, Fang Lang's speed was very fast, like a golden lightning, passing through the huge dragon claws of the Son of God, and bombarding the Son of God's chest.

However, the Son of God is ready. Another dragon claw, with its terrifying power, collided with the oncoming Fang Lang.

The collision of the two Buddha stars produced a dazzling light. The sky was as bright as thunder, as if the thunder in the sky was exploding.

Such a horrific collision makes it hard to imagine two warriors rather than two gods.

The powerful force they erupted made all the soldiers present feel lost, and their bodies couldn't help trembling.

This is the imperceptible aura exuded by Fang Langhe's son, which is hard to resist except for the strong ones at the King Wu level.

The collision was terrifying, radiant, and full of energy. These two huge forces seem to have broken through the space barrier, which human power cannot do.

After a long time, peace was restored there. All kinds of lights disappeared one by one. In people's sight, two opposing figures appeared.

People were shocked. Neither of them was injured by such a terrifying impact. Only the huge body of the Son retreated more than ten feet, while Fang Lang pushed forward

many.

"It seems that Fang Lang is much better!" All the audience were moved.

Fang Lang's body is incomparable with the body of the Son of God.

However, in such a small body, a force more terrifying than a dragon erupted, which made people have to be shocked.

"A strong 9-year-old warrior, but unfortunately I'm not human, alas!" In the sky, the Fire Dragon King sighed in frustration. His blood essence can make a human warrior a fourth-level body that can win nine battles, but it cannot It has to be said that it is very sad to make him a machine with nine victories in nine battles.

Of course, the physical body of the Dragon Clan is already very powerful, just like the physical body of the Fire Dragon King. In fact, it is not much worse than the physical body of the fourth-level nine-year-old body.

However, the problem is that the fourth layer of the Nine Rings body can have nine times the power, but the Fire Dragon King cannot.

This is also the reason why the Son of God just fell into a disadvantage.

On the square of the Jiutian Palace, the two highest authorities confront each other. ..