Pirate's Infinite Wings

The two great swordsmen stood on the double dragon gate, facing each other with fierce aura. Accompanied by the impact of the aura, the calm sea gradually became surging.

Seeing that World War I was about to break out, a shout suddenly came from the onlookers.

"Wait, Fang Lang, this is an agreement, here you are."

Fang Lang turned away from the corner of his eyes, and saw the deputy captain of the Red-haired Pirate Group throwing a box, which was not too big, only the size of two or three hands.

After receiving it easily, Fang Lang opened it and was surprised by the contents inside.

Gemstones, gems of various colors, complement each other and brilliance.

"This guy is good at giving gifts. It just happens to be used to give Nami and the others." Fang Lang chuckled, using the power of the fluttering fruit to damage the box to the Santa Margarita and at the same time The captain said aloud, "Thanks a lot, Beckman, thank you to Hongfa."

Hearing this, Beckman shook his head and laughed with a cigarette in his mouth.

This man is also quite strange. He desperately got it, but he gave up the position of the four emperors. The red hair could only give away some gems, but he would be happy.

"Are you finished?" Hawkeye asked calmly.

"Don't worry, it will take about a minute to fight you." Fang Lang put a generation of ghosts on his shoulders, looking at Hawkeye, "I know your strength, there is no need to test it. Go all out."

After a pause, he said: "However, unlike a pure swordsman like you, I have the ability to double fruits. In this way, you are definitely not my opponent. Therefore, I don't need the ability to thunder and flutter."

"Thank you really. Your thunder fruit is too troublesome. Once you use it, it must be me who loses." Hawkeye smiled. After a moment, his gaze condensed. In an instant, he entered the Zen state, and everything around him was completely complete. It calmed down, the whole world only had his sword and Fang Lang's sword, "It's started!"

Facing the full-fire eagle eye, Fang Lang opened the beheading eye without hesitation. In an instant, the thunder and lightning in the corner of his eye continued to flicker.

The great swordsman's full fight, the victory or defeat is also an instant matter.

Hawkeye's Black Sabre Ye suddenly slashed out a huge black sword energy, sweeping towards where Fang Lang stood.

"Ghost-ridden!" Fang Lang was unmoved. The generation of ghosts that he held tightly suddenly produced a strong ghostly energy. The ghostly energy turned into a crimson color and wrapped around Fang Lang's body.

At this moment, Fang Lang looked like a ghost with a ghost shadow behind it.

Before the Eagle Eye's sword aura came into being, Fang Lang's figure moved, and he rushed out suddenly, and the tip of Gui Che's sword broke through the black slash, moving towards the Eagle Eye.

However, at the same time, Hawkeye had already jumped up, with a high posture, abruptly slashed down towards the low.

Fang Lang turned his back with a sword without hesitation, the ghostly red sword aura headed towards the eagle eye in a soaring attitude.

The red and black swords collided and exploded in an instant, turning into a thunderous explosion, and the entire sea blasted waves in all directions.

"Three kilometers away from here, don't blame me for being affected!" Fang Lang whispered coldly, stepping in the void, and his figure suddenly rushed up.

Ding!

The blade was blocked by Hawkeye's black knife, and the two launched a close attack and defense in the air.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the two swords have fought a dozen times, alternating between offense and defense extremely frequently.

Every time a sword collides with a sword, there will be invisible sword gas ejected. These rain-like fragments of sword gas fall in the sea like missiles and torpedoes that constantly erupt.

"Leave quickly, stay away from here!" a captain shouted loudly: "It's over if you get hit by a head-on! Hurry up and stay three kilometers away!"

The onlookers of the Pirate Ship, seemingly frightened by the wind, spread out in all directions.

However, there are still a few ships parked far away.

Among them is a sea fox. On the back of the sea fox, a middle-aged man is riding. He looks at the two people who are constantly fighting high in the sky, and his face is calm.

He is one of the few people present, only single digits who can see the trajectory of the blade.

He is Fang Lang's kendo master, Nek Volches.

"Thirty seconds, if this goes on, the winner will be in 30 seconds!" He whispered abruptly: "After more than 430 fights, Hawkeye will be the first to feel paralyzed for a moment, Fang Lang's Killing the eyes, ordinary people look at it, and immediately become paralyzed and unable to move."

Things seem to verify what he said in general.

After defending Fang Lang’s fierce attack, Eagle Eye was about to seize the opportunity to counterattack. Suddenly, the pressure transmitted from Fang Lang’s slashing eyes reached a critical point, causing him to have a momentary moment. The body was stiff, and the blade he was swinging also stopped in the middle.

In less than 0.1 second, Fang Lang blankly backhanded his sword. This sword opened Hawkeye's chest, leaving a diagonally upward sword on it.

Puff, blood sprayed.

Eagle Eye's pupils shrank, and Eagle Eye immediately returned to ordinary. His figure slowly fell towards the ground under the splash of blood.

"The victory or defeat is divided." Fang Lang stood in the void, throwing a knife, and swaying the blood on the blade. "Your sword is not suitable for fast attack with me. That kind of large blade is like Siege cannons are too wasteful to use to beat people. On the contrary, Demon Sword Ghost is a sword for killing people! Actually, I'm not as good as you in swordsmanship."

Fang Lang told the truth, there was no exaggeration, and it only took a little more than a minute to fight, but he already understood.

Unlike the past, I have fought twice, but I can't see clearly, but this time I can understand.

Hearing this, the falling eagle eye turned around and suddenly landed on the dragon gate. He touched the sword on his chest and smiled, "It's been a long time since I was chopped. Fang Lang, you are Genius, no one knows better than me. The first battle at the Qiwuhai Conference, the battle at the top of the war, and this time the battle of Shuanglongmen, every time you are growing, at an incredible speed."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"This is not a compliment, this is admiration." Hawkeye shook his head and put away Hei Dao Ye, "As you said, if it is only swordsmanship, you are not my opponent yet, but the outcome is the outcome. This time You won. The world's largest swordsman!"

Fang Lang had nothing to say.

Hawkeye turned and left, and leaped towards the sea below, leaving his parting words in place.

"Next time, I will be the challenger." ..