Pirate's Infinite Wings

Fang Lang didn't walk fast between his steps. His destination was the auction house. There had long been news that the Tianlongren would come here, and all he had to do was stay there and then silently kill the opponent.

"Stalker?"

Whispering softly, Fang Lang glanced behind his eyes and saw that the domineering aura came out. Within a hundred meters, there was a stalker who suppressed the breath, but the murderous aura could not be hidden anyway.

After hesitating for a while, a sharp expression flashed in Fang Lang's eyes. He wanted to silently kill the Heavenly Dragon and must get rid of this guy, but...

"It's not realistic, this person's strength is quite good." While hesitating, Fang Lang turned to go elsewhere. In illegal zone No. 4, there was a sparsely populated ruin that was just right to solve the opponent.

It seems that Fang Lang's purpose has been discovered, and the beautiful blond man behind him shines even more, and a sneer is drawn at the corner of his mouth. Fortunately, he doesn't even bother to hide.

Behind these two people, the fishing man slurped his mouth and said in his heart: "Both of them are quite confident in their own strength. I will wait and see. When Fang Lang is exhausted, I will take him away. From what I have seen and heard. Domineering, the other party will not discover my existence."

Not to mention that the three had their own plans, and Fang Lang had already reached the ruins first without a moment's effort.

Suddenly turned around, Fang Lang looked straight ahead, and said in a cold voice: "Come out, after so long, what's the purpose?"

"I want your head!" The handsome man walked out of the dark shadow with a murderous look on his face. When Fang Lang saw the person's appearance, he couldn't help being taken aback.

"What's your name... What is it?" Fang Lang thought hard, and after a long while he muttered and asked, "I recognize you. You are the pirate with many female fans. What's your name? What's your reason for killing me?"

"My young master is called Baima Cavendish!" The handsome man said complacently: "One year ago, my young master entered the new world and appeared on the stage as a'good looking newcomer' with a bounty of more than 200 million yuan. The whole world was a sensation for me. It was followed up for days after the report, and in the end, the portraits connected with the arrest warrant were all stolen by the women. At that time, I was the target of the world's attention. But then...!"

"Huh?" Fang Lang's eyes twitched. He already had a foreboding. Although he wasn't familiar with this person, he still had some general character.

"After..." Cavendish was angry in sadness, looked directly at Fang Lang, and said with a cold snort: "Since you emerged as Qiwu Sea in one day, all the light and praise that belonged to this young master disappeared! What! Dragon Knight, Qiwuhai, all because of these, reporters never pay attention to me again! Is there a sadder story than this? Therefore, this young master must completely kill you as the culprit!!"

"Brain damage," Fang Lang shook his head, and seriously persuaded him: "Go and do a few big things by yourself. The reporter will naturally pay attention to you when the time comes. It is really impossible to smash with me, and...you will die."

"Dead?" Cavendish snorted disdainfully, and slowly pulled out the slender saber around his waist, "Get enlightened, Dragon Knight Fang Lang!"

And this scene fell in the eyes of the fishing man sitting cross-legged on the stone steps in the distance. When he saw Cavendish’s saber, he raised his eyebrows in surprise and muttered to himself abruptly: "Holy Sword Durandall, this is one of the few famous swords in the world."

Turning his gaze, the fishing man saw Fang Lang and then drew his saber, his eyes were startled, his expression was even more shocked, "Lang, Lang Lang Lang Ye?! Why is Lang Ye here?! Wait, wait, calm down. , This kid is not the great swordsman Ruiya, anyway, this is just the second generation Langye, it scared me to death."

Although his mood fluctuated greatly, Fang Lang and the two were attracted by the enemy in front of them, and couldn't notice his presence at all.

"Give up, you are not my opponent at this level." Fang Lang's expression was flat, the beheading circle suddenly opened, and the moment the swordsman took out his sword, the level of strength was roughly counted. When Fang Lang saw Cavendish, he shook his head slightly, and said inwardly: "Slightly better than the current Sauron, but far from my opponent, it is estimated that he was the early stage of the swordsman, did he even understand the killing circle? All unknown."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Cavendish yelled, and with the holy sword Durandle used a powerful stab attack from the opposite wave, "Blue Bird!"

"Meteor." Fang Lang's expression remained unchanged, almost exactly the same blow back to the opponent.

The tips of the two famous swords collided, and in an instant, the sword energy overflowed, like a wave of demons dancing, a shock wave visible to the naked eye spreading around.

The angler who saw this scene was even more shocked. Fang Lang will not say anything about it for now, but his opponent Cavendish cannot be underestimated.

"Huh, as expected of Qiwuhai, there are two sons." Cavendish felt the bend of the holy sword, his complexion changed slightly, and he quickly backed away. His eyes turned towards Fang Lang with a serious look.

"I said earlier, you are not my opponent." Fang Lang said indifferently, his backhand was cut out with a sword. This sword was drawn from bottom to top, and the trajectory was like a mysterious crescent moon. Then, a sword fire suddenly shot. Out.

Faced with this blow, Cavendish did not dare to hold it big, and the holy sword in his hand came out sideways, but the moment the silver sword aura was blocked, it suddenly exploded with an extremely strong impact, crashing. Under the sound, Cavendish flew back several dozen meters.

"So strong sword aura..." Cavendish's eyes flashed with astonishment, breathing slightly.

"Do you know the gap now?" Fang Lang didn't rush to attack, but waited for the other's recovery. At this time, he said slowly: "The same swordsmen and swordsmen, the gap is obvious, then Called level."

"Damn it!" Hearing this, Cavendish cursed secretly, and he was about to explode. Without any hesitation, he dashed forward and pierced Fang Lang's apple with a sword.

However, when he first took his steps, the world around him suddenly turned black and white. He was shocked to find that Fang Lang lightly slashed a knife, which looked like a thunder and cut himself into two ends in the blink of an eye.

Under the great horror, Cavendish's figure suddenly stopped and moved a step to his side, and under this step, an invisible sword energy could rub his waist, leaving a blood mark on it.

"Tsk tsk, very good reflex nerve." Fang Lang was slightly surprised, under the deterrence of his beheading circle, he was able to escape the mortal blow.

"What happened?" Cavendish asked coldly, clutching the wound on his waist.

The fisherman who watched the battle from a distance shook his head secretly. He also counted on this person to help him consume Fang Lang's physical strength. Now let alone consume his physical strength, I am afraid that he doesn't even know how to die...