Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Mr.1's real name is Dazbonis. One of the characteristics of the code name of the Baroque work club is that the smaller the number, the higher the combat power of the agent. The bald man with the word "山" tattooed on his chest in front of him has a strength in In the company, second only to Mr.0 Crockdale!

Seeing the opponent's arm recovering as before, Fang Lang couldn't help frowning secretly. In the previous attack, Lang Ye couldn't hurt the opponent, and his whole body was as hard as iron.

"He, is he Mr.1?" Weiwei said in surprise behind her.

She hadn't seen agents above No. 5, but she didn't expect Fang Lang to know him, so she started to worry about this question.

"You rest there for a while, drink some water to quench your thirst, and then nothing happens." Fang Lang said softly, throwing the knife and flower, the sword twisted around, bringing up an invisible current, blowing the yellow sand around the sky.

"Hmph, arrogant pirate, I want to scrap your mouth." Daz's face was indifferent. This time the boss's order was to kill Princess Weiwei, but Fang Lang's obstruction made him change his mind for the time being. Let this ignorant pirate... die!

Yellow sand blocked the vision of both sides, but the two of them launched an attack at this moment.

Under the indifferent eyes, an illusory beast's mouth gradually formed behind Fang Lang. The beast raised its head and roared, and Dazi rushed out of the sand screen. Seeing this scene, his pupils condensed, and he suddenly remembered what he heard a long time ago. a rumor.

According to rumors, when a type of swordsman presses the sword into one body, there will be an illusory shadow that only the opponent can see. This phantom does not have any physical power, but it is the essence of a swordsmanship.

"Anti-Buddha Slash!"

The illusory big mouth swung down, and in the mouth, a silver blade flickered inside, Da Zi's complexion changed, his arms immediately turned into sharp blades, crossed in front of his chest, "Destroy the crack!"

Almost at the moment when Da Zi slashed, Fang Lang's eyes flashed coldly, and his left arm was dyed with a layer of jet black.

Ding, prick—

The point of Lang Ye's knife stabbed on Da Zi's left chest, and the opponent could not defend against the tricky attack of Lang Ye with one hand, but the extremely sharp Lang Ye did not penetrate Da Zi's body, but only cut a tiny blood spot.

"Stupid, I ate the Kuaishou fruit, and my whole body is as hard as steel. You can't hurt me with your sword!" Dazi sneered and drew back his right arm. Suddenly, Fang Lang's left wrist was drawn. blood line.

Bright red blood stained the torn sleeves.

"My arrogance can't be completely defended..." Fang Lang didn't care about this small injury, he just pondered, "I thought that I only needed palace coins to improve, but now it seems that the improvement is only skills. The higher-intensity armament is domineering, and you must improve your proficiency!"

Proficiency represents the power of a skill, and Gong Coin, just after upgrading, has an additional skill. Fang Lang confused the two before, but this time he understood.

To improve proficiency is to practice and use a lot.

"There's only this little injury? Your body is also different! But—" Dazi saw Fang Lang brushing away the blood, and while the opponent was distracted, he kicked out abruptly.

"Second cuts!"

The lateral leg strike instantly turned into a sharp blade that took away life and soul. How could Fang Lang dare to hold it big? The physical acceleration was sent out at the same time.

The radial slash went beyond the attack range of the legs, like a flying slash, rushing across.

呲——

Fang Lang's clothes were torn, but his body was safe and sound under the protection of his domineering arrogance.

"Sword pressure? No, the slash after the sword pressure is condensed into one is a flying slash, which contains the will of the swordsman. This kind of attack is not painful at all, is it a special ability given by the fruit?" Fang Lang looked coldly Looking at the opponent, he was quickly analyzing, "This person's defense is too high, my sword pressure just looks majestic, and it doesn't have much lethality at all. The sword pressure must be stabilized on the sword and cannot be scattered. That's the only way to give it a try."

Fang Lang took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing rhythm. Lang Ye's blade pointed obliquely to the ground. Gradually, a distorted scene emerged above the blade. Just like the hot summer, the sights people see sometimes appear strangely distorted.

"What are you doing, don't you want to admit defeat?" Da Zi raised his eyebrows, but the unusual movement made him stop. Seeing that the other party didn't respond for a long time, he couldn't help snorting coldly: "No matter how sharp your sword is , it is impossible to cut my body of steel."

"Idiot..." Fang Lang opened his eyes, his face was calm, "Swordsmen who cut iron like mud, on this great route, there are as many as a cow's hair!"

With a sarcasm, Fang Lang suddenly exerted force under his feet, and he was about to detect the attack power of the sword pressure bound on the blade, but he didn't expect a sentence from behind him: "Don't move!!"

Fang Lang was shocked, then looked back, and saw a woman with a blue explosive head full of mockery, holding Wei Wei in her hand.

Her arms turned into sharp thorns and pressed against Weiwei's fair neck. Seeing Fang Lang froze, he said sarcastically, "Being obediently throwing at her, or I will kill her, it will be rare to have a good face and be scratched by me. It's not good, is it?"

"Haha..." Fang Lang laughed and couldn't help remembering the time when Nami was kidnapped by Colonel Monka, and pouted his lips disdainfully, and said, "She is just my protection object, you can kill if you want, for me , it's just a loss of money."

Fang Lang's words made Weiwei's eyes turn red, and her grief came from her heart, not because she was afraid of death, but was heartbroken.

She didn't know why she felt this way, but the mirror in her heart seemed to be mercilessly smashed to pieces in a single sentence at this moment.

"Fang Lang is right, in the end, we are just a cooperative relationship..." Weiwei felt a lot of anxiety, but the tears from the corners of her eyes fell unconsciously, "If you surrender, it will only be the result of both being killed. It's my fault that I was too stupid to notice someone behind me."

"What..." Fang Lang's words made the face of the afro-headed woman turn cold. It was impossible to make mistakes in the observation from a distance. The princess in her hand obviously likes this man, and this man doesn't hate him. Why? So ruthless now?

"Damn it! Whether you are duplicitous or ruthless, I will kill her!" The woman's face was ugly, and what she hated most was this kind of man. Immaculate neck piercing!

Weiwei's lips trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes stared straight at Fang Lang, as if she wanted to reflect his appearance into her soul, but Fang Lang had an indifferent face from beginning to end.

I can't die yet, the country is still in civil strife, I can't die... There is no possibility of surviving, at such a long distance, even if I really want to save me, it's too late... He really didn't save me... sigh , Weiwei closed her eyes.

puff--

A sharp blade pierced through his chest.

The exploding woman's face was full of disbelief. In her field of vision, Fang Lang, who was more than ten meters away, suddenly disappeared without any warning. Then, a sharp knife pierced through the heart, bright red. The blood of her immediately stained her sexy coat.

"Cough...cough..." The woman opened her mouth and coughed twice with difficulty. The silver-white sharp blade was rubbing the left arm of the hostage. She just killed her with one sword, but didn't hurt anyone else.

Turning her head with effort, in the woman's field of vision, an indifferent face appeared, exactly the same as before.

The black hilt was holding the opponent's hand. Seeing her turn around, Fang Lang ignored it and said calmly, "I told you earlier, I asked you to drink water and sit aside, nothing would happen. It happened." After a pause, he laughed again, "A person sighing without permission, is he stupid or not?"

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