Pirate's Infinite Wings

"Impossible!" Qi Er, the dog, was shocked, "he escaped!"

Not only her, but the other twelve earthly branches were equally surprised. Even Parisstone and Jin were surprised.

But after all, they are all masters. After a brief surprise, they quickly started to think.

Normally speaking, a person who has the ability to think loses his vision, and his combat power immediately shrinks by more than half. For those who rely on vision to fight, no matter how sophisticated they are, they will be shaken instantaneously, and the cooperation between Journey to the West and the sight monkey is also quite neat.

From Fang Lang's loss of vision, to his westward attack, and then to Fang Lang's dodge, it was impossible to react from the reality of losing his vision in just a second.

In theory, it is indeed possible. At the moment of losing time, open the circle, so that the attack of Journey to the West can indeed be dodged.

But... this is what happened within a few tenths of a second!

Fang Lang could not have predicted that he would lose his vision, so when it did happen, he would shake his mind. This momentary shake would slow his body's reaction for a second. Even if his brain already understands how to deal with it, he cannot easily respond. Done!

But no matter how you look at it, Fang Lang shows no sign of opening the circle, that is to say, this kind of theory does not exist.

So, how does this man dodge if he predicts the trajectory of being attacked?!

Don't understand, no one understands!

Only Nitro's face was solemn, as if he had expected something.

"It's over? Your eyesight deprivation is indeed a very good ability. But to me, it's too low-level. This is what we left behind." Fang Lang shook his head and said: "Have you tried facial control? In comparison, yours is a kid’s trick."

After a pause, he said: "As long as you can react instantly, there are ways to avoid attacks, such as circle, mind and eyes, perception, intuition, and even random bursts of power, too much."

Having said that, the problem is that it can react instantly. This is the basis!

This is not something that humans can easily do, the first thing is to overcome psychological shake.

For Fang Lang, it seemed that it had no effect at all.

"You bastard! I wanted to teach you a little bit, it seems that I can't help it, I can only do my best!" Westward Journey was furious. This is the first time someone has so easily resolved his trick, "Listen! monkey!"

With another loud shout, two similar monkeys suddenly appeared from both sides of Fang Lang, attacking Fang Lang from left to right!

"That said, I'm used to it, and it doesn't make sense to attack." While speaking regretfully, Fang Lang stepped back and easily avoided the attack of the two monkeys.

Then, a backhand sword!

With a pop, two monkeys were beheaded!

"What...!" Westward Journey's eyes widened, astonished.

After being attacked for the first time, although he was hit, he reacted instantly and the ultimate move was avoided.

The second sneak attack on both sides, as if the root did not lose sight, easily dodge and counterattack.

"Who are you?! No, what are you? This is not something that humans can do!" West Journey was shocked and blurted out.

Fang Langquan didn’t hear this kind of questioning, and walked slowly towards the other party, “It seems that you still don’t understand. For swordsmen, especially those of the talent level or above, they will definitely be able to learn. The power, vision, and the difference between the presence and absence is not big."

"Xinyan? Never heard of it!"

"Tsk, if you are at this level, it will be boring to continue to fight, let me give you defeat." Fang Lang put the ghost into the sheath, and then assumed a posture of drawing a sword.

"What do you want to do? Such a long distance!?" Westward Journey subconsciously took a half step back. Although he still kept a distance of more than ten meters from Fang Lang, he still felt the cold light on his back.

"Far? It's really the insight of a mortal." Fang Lang shook his head, and his sword aura suddenly broke out. At this moment, just focusing on the whole person will make people feel tingling in the eyes. "I kindly remind you, don't have a moment. Don’t be distracted, don’t look away, even if it’s zero and one second... Otherwise, you will die."

After falling dead, everyone only felt that a silver light flashed before their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the blade rubbing against the sheath as the blade slowly returned to its sheath.

Slowly, very nice.

"The shape of Yinhua Iron for the night!"

With a whisper, the blade was completely unsheathed, and at the same time, a burst of blood was sprayed out of the chest of Journey to the West.

The bright red blood swayed like a rain of blood.

Xiyou's face turned pale, with a plop, fell to his knees, and then lay down, his eyes gradually losing their expression.

"Invisible!" Parisstone's smile collapsed, revealing an extremely solemn expression, "I can't even see me, and Journey to the West can't even be seen. It's too fast, only a little vague silver shadow. I'm afraid Journey to the West has nothing to do with myself. When he was slashed, he didn’t know when the opponent would release the sword... It’s really hard to deal with, a superb swordsman! Wait, this guy didn’t even use his ability to read. Ability to read?!"

Parisstone thought of this, and the others thought of it as well.

Thinking about it carefully, from the beginning to the end, Fang Lang didn't show that he got along with a commendable aura. He defeated Journey to the West by relying on Superman's swordsmanship.

Thinking of this, everyone took a breath.

This person is terrible!

"Oh, I accidentally chopped it down, but I probably won't die, it just slightly hurt the internal organs." Fang Lang said with a shy and apologetic smile, "President, what should I do?"

"Huh? Ah, Kildor, go call for an ambulance." Nitro ordered, then looked at Fang Lang, and said: "The sword just now can't be cultivated casually. It's too fast. Ah, the old man can only barely see the track."

"Is that so? My kendo talent is better."

"No, no, no, it's not a question of talent, it takes time to accumulate. Thirty years? Not enough, at least fifty years, long training, hundreds of millions of times of swinging the sword of one's love?" Nitro squinted his eyes and said bluntly: "Well, don't you try to fight against the old man? Peace of mind, even if you can slash me, you won't be held accountable." ..