Pirate's Infinite Wings

"Be mentally prepared, young dragon." Fang Lang's fists were equal, and the magic power that was released suddenly condensed, turning into a crystal holy light, lingering on the body, "Holy Body!"

At the same time as the voice fell, he stepped on his feet and the person rushed out.

Ge Gil didn't have time to react and entered the Eucharist mode. The paladin's speed, defense, and attack power were greatly increased. He couldn't reach the defense, but he was surprised and stunned.

"Hit the elbow." Fang Lang approached, and his elbow was suddenly thrown out. With a bang, Ge Jier's face was severely hit, and the whole person flew out.

"Fast speed!" This was the first reaction in Ge Jier's heart. He opened his eyes while flying backwards, looked angrily, and then punched out, "Iron Dragon Club!"

The arm stretched out and turned into a steel rod to strike Fang Lang.

However, Fang Lang's posture was light and light, and he dodged it with just a light leap, stepping on the iron dragon sticks with his feet, looking calmly at Ge Gil with annoyance.

"I'm convinced that your combat experience is based on the street gangsters, there is no rules."

"Damn it! Don't be too arrogant!" Ge Jiel slammed, retracted the iron dragon stick, and then hit another punch, "Iron Dragon Sword!"

It was still elongated steel, but this time, it was full of iron teeth, spinning and waving, trying to cut Fang Lang.

"I want to hit someone with my sluggish movements, and I am living in a dream, boy." Fang Lang said fluently.

As early as when Ge Jiel took back the iron dragon stick, he jumped up. At this moment, he was attacked by the iron dragon sword, and he was still in mid-air.

The body turned in an unbelievable circle, and rarely avoided the jagged. After landing, it turned back.

boom!

This foot directly hit Ge Jier's face and kicked him out, but this did not end. At Fang Lang's lower jaw, the sacred magic power was condensed and turned into a ball of light.

"Holy judge!"

This beam of holy light is an annihilated holy light, so fast that it caught up with Ge Gil in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it!" Ge Jier felt aggrieved. As an iron dragon, he was suppressed to this point in close combat. At this moment, seeing the holy light attack, he opened his mouth and let out a roar, "Iron dragon's roar!"

The silver whirlwind rolled up the iron flakes and turned into a tornado sweeping horizontally, easily destroying Fang Lang's sacred judge, and rushing away unabated.

"If the roar of a real dragon can still be on the table, this level is not a roar, little brother." Fang Lang remembered the breath of the cute dragon, which was the power to wipe out a city with a single shot. In other words, the current Ge Gil is not even a young dragon.

While speaking, he calmly stretched out his palm to the roar, the sacred magic condensed, reached a critical value in an instant, and then, unruly, pure magic radiated out.

To describe, it is just a strong holy light.

boom!!

The two magical powers collided, and after a stalemate for only two seconds, the roar of the iron dragon fell apart, the snow melted, and the holy light still sprayed.

"What? My roar...!" Ge Gil showed a shocked expression, and screamed under the jet of holy light.

boom!

The holy light penetrated the warehouse, and even the external houses were penetrated through two buildings, spreading away, a full distance of forty to fifty meters.

"That's all, you can't talk about howling." Fang Lang retracted his palm and walked away from the wide open hole unhurriedly.

This scene fell in the eyes of Mira who was lying beside Lucy, and she was secretly surprised.

Ge Gil is the strongest wizard in the ghost, undoubtedly an S rank, but facing Fang Lang, he is like a child, being easily played with, without any resistance.

Moreover, he could also see that Fang Lang hadn't killed the stars at all, as if he was a lesson, so he stopped.

"Cough...!" Ge Gil passed through two private houses and fell in the middle of the street. He opened his eyes with great effort when he heard the sound of approaching footsteps, feeling that his body was traumatized by magic, and coughing again and again.

"Stand up, it's meaningless, you can't beat me." Fang Lang walked slowly, looked at Ge Jier, and said calmly: "Dragon Slayer Magic is indeed very strong. You have been practicing for a hundred years, probably You can fight me."

"I'll tear your mouth apart! Damn bastard!" Ge Gil unwillingly hammered the ground, and then saw the iron scattered around, grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation.

Fang Lang did not stop the sound of eating and eating, but stood on the sidelines.

The dragon slayer can eat substances with the same attributes to achieve the purpose of restoring magic power. Ge Gil is an iron dragon and naturally eats iron.

"I'm full." After a while, Ge Gil stood up and shouted, the magic of the whole body rose rapidly, and it was even stronger than before.

"Yes, the MP has reached more than 5,000 points." Fang Lang raised his eyebrows, 5,000 points is a relatively good level among the S-rank magicians.

"Cut, it's only now that can magnify the words." Ge Gil sighed, and his skin changed. The bronzed skin turned into a greenish iron color, "Iron Dragon Spear Ghost!"

The right arm he shot turned into a long spear of iron, and at super-high speed, the opponent wave made continuous blows.

In the face of this, Fang Lang leaped slightly, flipped backwards, and landed on the roof of the private house, still watching leisurely.

"This guy... is too flexible and must fight in close quarters, but I can't retreat in close combat." Ge Gil frowned and began to seriously think about how to solve it.

"You have done a good job. I can stand up against my magic power. Let me praise you for the time being." Fang Lang sighed, his palms were facing away from each other, and the sacred magic power was overwhelming. The speed of confidence continues to condense, "However, the world is huge, and Fiore’s wizards are numerous. Outside the Fiore Kingdom, there are also countless masters on the continent of Ishgar. Seriously, That’s the case with the Ten Great Sages, they are much stronger than them. Let’s help you broaden your horizons, young dragon."

Speaking of this, the magic power condensed between Fang Lang's palms has reached nearly 15,000 MP!

"Super sacred magic holy angel!" ..