Pirate's Infinite Wings

Obviously it was daylight, but the bright room was dim.

It's not really dim, but under Fang Lang's murderous aura, everyone feels as if the sky is darkening.

How many people did Fang Lang kill?How many strong?How many strong Nitro ranks?How many masters surpassed him?

After killing someone for the first time, he has gradually become numb.Killing is just a means to achieve a certain purpose.

It's like people need to slaughter a chicken in order to eat chicken.

The murderous aura exuded by Fang Lang at this moment caused Qi Ya's pores to open up in an instant, and he felt a deep chill, as if he was standing naked in the ice and snow.

I was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat, the dongdongdong was getting faster and faster, and the adrenal hormones accelerated, and the whole person appeared stiff and tense.

"Give up, Qi Ya, your minions can't even touch the corners of my clothes." Fang Lang's voice seemed to come from Jiu Nether, chilling.

He stepped gently and walked towards Qi Ya.

In Qi Ya's vision, the space around Fang Lang's body was distorted by murderous aura, like a whirlpool, absorbing human spirits.

He trembled/trembling, at first it was only a slight tremor, but every time Fang Lang took a step, his tremor/tremor increased by one point. When Fang Lang stood in front of him, his tremor could be distinguished from a distance.

The trembling/trembling of the distance shows the inner panic.

There was no more panic.

This is a biological instinct, which can be restrained through exercise. Qi Ya is not that it can't, but at this moment, it cannot be restrained.

He had never felt such a sharp murderous aura.

The whole body seemed to be pressed against the skin by sharp needles, and if he moved a little, he would be perforated by the ten thousand needles.

Adam's apple, eyes, heart, ears, mouth, eyebrows... the sensitive parts of the body are fatal, and this feeling is getting stronger.

"Father and grandfather are also top killers. I don't know how many people have been killed, but the murderous aura they have accumulated all the year round is incomparable to what they are now." Qi Ya's only few traces of reason kept roaring in his heart, "It's not the amount. This kind of low-level problem is a dimensional gap!"

The number and quality of the people killed were far less than Fang Lang, and Fang Lang was not as proficient in the application of murderous aura.

At this time, Qi Ya is like a little ant standing at the feet of human beings, worrying about being trampled to death at any time.

"Give up, you understand." Fang Lang said in a deep voice, reaching out and pressing on Qi Ya's head, "If you don't say anything, you will really die."

"...Who, who will admit defeat!" Qi Ya suddenly broke out in silence, quickly backed up three steps, and then panted violently, as if experiencing a super-violent run.

Not only him, but the others were not affected.

People at his level didn't have any strong feelings yet, but candidates such as Kurapika and Leorio who could only say that they were at the human level could feel the difficulty of breathing.

"What a murderous intent, this is the murderous intent of how many people want to kill!" Kurapika's face was ugly, and the cold sweat that appeared behind him had already soaked his clothes.

"It's terrible, his legs are shaking involuntarily, and he instinctively wants to retreat!!" Leo Liou was even more unbearable. The pressure on his mind made his heart restless.

This is still the long distance, the close-range Qi Ya is the real fear, the boundless fear.

"Really, this year's newcomer is also terrible." Nitro stood in front of Leorio like a okay person.

Suddenly, all the murderous, chill, and coldness were isolated.

Nitro's front and back seemed to be two worlds.

Fang Lang glanced at them, then withdrew his gaze, and suddenly all the murderous auras gathered, as if they had never appeared before.

"Hey, you people, you won’t cry until Huangquan." Fang Lang scratched his head, a little speechless. He was already very merciful, but Qiya did not admit defeat, "Well, Qiya, don’t regret it. Be prepared with sufficient psychological preparation. Maybe you will be useless in your life, but if you can get over it in half a year or a year, you will also make great progress."

"What are you talking about?" Qi Ya just felt better because of the disappearance of his murderous intent, and heard Fang Lang's declaration like this, "No matter what you do, I will not admit defeat."

"Ha... it's not a question of admitting defeat, it's a question of whether you can resist. If possible, I won't use it." Fang Lang sighed and said, "Forget it, you must not understand it after you say it, then, Feel it physically. What is... despair."

As soon as the voice fell, the murderous aura that had disappeared appeared once, but this time, just an instant, it disappeared.

No, it is not disappearing, but condensed, condensed into a point.

That point is Fang Lang's eyes!

"Kill the eye!"

Qi Ya keenly perceives the change, and subconsciously looks at those eyes.

This behavior made him regret, and he regretted looking at those eyes all his life.

What caught the eye was a few traces of thunder. In the corner of Fang Lang's eyes, electric sparks flashed through them. Those eyes seemed to be a whirlpool. Once they saw it, they could no longer look away.

But his pupils continuously exuded murderous intent, one after another impacting Qi Ya's heart.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Qi Ya let out a scream.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to turn into gray.

In an instant, he was cut off in the middle.

In an instant, he was pulled out of his heart.

In an instant, his eyes were gouged out.

For an instant, he was surrounded by lightning, and this person turned into black.

In an instant, the world was clean, and he turned into dust, and spent a long, long time in the extremely long world.

These moments, like pictures, are pieced together and turned into a movie, but this movie is a murderous film, and the protagonist Qi Ya, from the beginning to the end, has been killed.

Every time I was killed, it seemed to happen in reality, one time at a time, countless times, and any death method was endured.

He tried everything he knew about the torture of torture.

Finally, he knelt down,

Confused, drool and nasal discharge flowed, and his expression was horrified and dull.

"I...I gave up, I...abandoned, abstained..." He murmured as if to escape fear...