Pirate's Infinite Wings

Fang Lang hung up the phone and stretched, "It's... an unlikely thing."

As he twisted, March lying in his arms had no choice but to get up from her warm embrace. Hearing this, he asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

"Nitro's call." Fang Lang sighed, "Guess what?"

"I don't know, I'm not asking you!" March rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"Ahem, he... that ant king is similar to Parisstone by six or seven points, so I said it is unlikely." Fang Lang rubbed his eyebrows and explained casually, "If he can be killed by this simple method, he If you get too much, you won’t be able to catch it."

This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that the queen ate Parisstone, and then gave birth to the king of ants is similar to Parisstone.

This is truly impossible!

The ant king is a super-individual existence that gathers the best genes from all chimeric ants. How can there be too many single individual genes in such an ant king?

Thinking of this, Fang Lang stood up and said bluntly: "It's no wonder that my intuition has changed. Although I don't know what Parisstone has done, it is clear that the king of ants this time exceeded my expectations."

"You mean, you are going?" March opened her mouth and said with some worry.

She was just worried that the king of ants was called the king, but it was not a single individual who was as powerful as a car. She still knew how strong her boyfriend was when he got along with Fang Lang day and night, but she still has something to do with it. Worry to go.

It's good now, you can lean together leisurely, hug and fall asleep at night.

She is afraid of losing this tranquility and peace.

Glancing at Mackey sideways, Fang Lang stretched out his hand and touched the other person's head, smiled and said, "I'm so sorry, I have been hiding a lot of things from you. I feel your worry, but please rest assured, I will be fine."

"Fang Lang..." Ma Qi's worry still didn't fade away.

Seeing this, Fang Lang was very happy, but at the same time a little helpless, Ma Qi actually thought that he might lose to the Ant King.

It's a fantasy!

After thinking about it, I had to say: "Let’s tell you this. Under normal conditions, I only have three powers: physical skill, mind power, and domineering power. The strength of my state is only the fourth level. Then the third level, Pirate The Book of Pirates, you also know this. There are many chapters, and each chapter has a power. You may not know the specifics. In short, you can think that once I use the Book of Pirates, basically two or three Nifibi Many are not my opponents."

After a pause, he continued: "After that, I used the power of the great swordsman, kendo, which is my second-level power. Using this power, even Nitro, I won't have the slightest fear. "

Hearing this, March nodded seriously, she still knew about this.

It was not Fang Lang who told her, but when she got along, she understood it naturally.

"Finally, I have never revealed the power of the first level." Fang Lang said helplessly: "It's not that I don't want to use it, but this power is too strong. Once I use it, I will be discovered by the will of the world. I can't beat the world. The will will be killed instantly, so you don’t need it. You must not understand the world will. In short, you are treated as the GM in the game. It is not a real individual, but a natural law."

"Oh... I don't understand." Markey nodded first, then frowned slightly, "Using this power, what will you do? Is it strong?"

"Strong?" Fang Lang was startled, scratching his head, and then said: "This, can't be expressed by strength. I used to call this power eternal power. Once I use this power, I will enter a king. The state of mind, um... Killing a peto is like squeezing an ordinary ant to death."

If Nifei Piduo heard Fang Lang say this, she would be crying, when she started, she was actually used as a quantitative data.

However, March understood what Fang Lang meant.

His meaning is very simple, as long as he seriously wants to kill the enemy, no one will be his opponent.

It's hard to believe, but March still believes.

"Well, I won't stop you." Ma Qi pursed his lips, looked up at Fang Lang, and asked, "What are you going to do next? Kill the ant king?"

"I'll talk about this when the time comes. In short, confirm what happened between Parisstone and the ant king. It depends on the situation to decide." Fang Lang muttered, and said, "You contact Nifi Pido and ask her to come back, and everyone else is too. , The action is three days later, during this period, I will exercise a little bit."

"Ok."

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Three days later.

This is a barren area near the NGL Royal Capital. No vegetation exists here. What you can see with the naked eye is the raised stone pillars like towering old trees, and the stone forest grows vertically.

At the top of one of the tallest stone pillars, Fang Lang sat cross-legged.

Between his knees, there is a sword, a generation of ghosts.

This is the sword Zen, which resonates with one's own sword, and is more or less a practice technique that ordinary swordsmen will involve.

At the level of Fang Lang, Dao Zen could not bring anything, but could only improve his state.

In harmony with the sword, resonance with the sword.

Above the stone forest, there is snow.

This is the power of resonance, which changes the climate of the world.

It was supposed to be a season of clear skies, just because a swordsman resonated with his sword, the weather was abruptly changed.

Compared with the commonly known snow in June, it has to give way by three points.

Between the heaven and the earth, white snow fluttered, and there was a slight amount of snow on Fang Lang's shoulders, hairline, knees, and palms.

Within a kilometer of a radius, and a kilometer away, there seem to be two completely different worlds.

Fang Lang applied the sword energy that had been brewing in the past three days to the sword blades of a generation of ghosts, waiting only for the moment to erupt.

Suddenly, in the distance, two people, two rickety figures, stepped on the snow, walking slowly.

They, Ta Xue Wuhen.

"You are here. I have been waiting for a long time." Fang Lang hadn't opened his eyes before he said his words. After speaking, he slowly opened his eyes, Gu Jing was not waved, and his sword energy was restrained.

"It really is you, Jeno."

"Really, young people nowadays are terrible." With his hands on his back, Jeno said in a low tone: "You think so too, don't you, Nitro?" ..