Pirate's Infinite Wings

Chapter 97 The Legion

When the young man heard this, the color on his face suddenly appeared ruddy, but it was not shy, but anger. His feet drew towards Fang Lang without hesitation, and there was even more of it beside his boots. The dagger shone coldly.

Seeing this situation, Fang Lang's face was completely cold, an elbow directly hit the boy's chest, forcing him to stagger to resolve the offensive, and the other hand following him did not hesitate. He pulled out the eternal darkness behind him and pierced the boy's chest directly.

Puff, the long sword was pulled out again after it entered the boy's chest, accompanied by the boy's emptied blood tank, even before he died, the boy's eyes looked at Fang Lang with an inexplicable coldness. .

After killing the young man, Fang Lang turned around and left. He didn't even glance at the young man after his death. Instead, he walked directly to the center of the town. Another sword Shirhou did not know when he appeared. In his hands, the two swords trembled slightly.

"I would like to see what good things your leaders have done to make the smiling coffin people appear on the street in grandeur, ha ha." Fang Lang's eyes were filled with unknown anger, at the same time There was also a deep concern for Asuna.

All the way up the wave, holding two swords over the thorns and cutting through the thorns, passed five levels and cut six generals, all the way directly to the legion building, Fang Lang raised his head and looked at this magnificent building coldly, the eternal darkness and daylight in his hands were also heaving With a faint cold light.

"It's time to meet these guys for a while." Fang Lang whispered as if seeing an old friend, but the players in the distance didn't dare to really think it was because they had seen those falling on Fang Langjian. Players under.

Step by step, stepping on the lime floor, climbing layer by layer, with an extremely depressing aura, Fang Lang just pressed into the floor that was called the highest council floor by the players. .

He opened the old wooden door with a squeak, and what caught my eye was a rectangular long table. There were a few people sitting next to the table, and these people were all familiar figures from the masses, except for those on the side. That one—Princeofhell, also known as POH, the founder of Smiling Coffin.

"Tsk tusk, it seems that I did not appear at the right time. I am embarrassed to disturb you." Fang Lang teased, but the two swords in his hand exploded with infinite black light. This was also Fang Lang's first time. Use this skill.

The few skills in the sword world are based on the different characteristics of the players, such as the two swords created by Heathcliff, which are created based on the player's reaction speed, and finally obtained by Kirito Up.

And what Fang Lang uses now is the skill that the system has given him, and it is also one of the skills he least wants to use.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Fang Lang." POH took the lead to say hello to Fang Lang from the top, but a black sword appeared in his hand for some time.

The others at the table did not hesitate to take out their weapons, only Heathcliff never showed the weapons, but from the color of fear in his eyes, it can also be seen that his heart is not as good as the surface. It was so calm.

"Where's Asuna." Fang Lang uttered a few words slowly, and the cold light in his eyes shot towards Heathcliff without hesitation.

Heathcliff said without hesitation: "She is still in the legion, safe and sound."

Fang Lang shook his head, and the two swords in his hand disappeared, leaving only Eternal Darkness, and the black busyness above it became more concentrated, gradually forming a spiral nest, as if to suck everything in.

"Damn! How proud of your family..." Xinka, also one of the leaders of the four legions, finally couldn't help but broke out, but what was waiting for him was not the persuasion of his companions and the softness of Fang Lang, but a joint Black sword light.

Jian Guang passed by mercilessly, and directly swallowed Xinka without leaving even a trace. Except for the coffee on the table, even the fragments after death did not appear, just disappeared.

The rest of the people couldn't help but swallowed their saliva. Even Heathcliff, as a game developer, was secretly surprised and panicked, because he didn't even remember that he had set this skill!

However, he was surprised that he also found that one third of Fang Lang's blood trough turned gray after he swung this sword, and in the world of swords, this meant his maximum blood volume. Will be reduced, which is undoubtedly fatal to ordinary players, but it is nothing to Fang Lang.

Since then, the four major legions have become three major legions, strictly speaking they can only be regarded as two major legions.

"Then are you willing to tell me where exactly Asuna is?" Fang Lang gently stroked the black sword's body again and slowly said, as if discussing a trivial matter, but he was there. All of you feel a chill in your body.

"Please calm down first." Heathcliff's eyes stared at the light on the eternal darkness, and a shield with a silver cross was added to his hand for some time. Obviously, Fang Lang had just suddenly arrived. The attack was shocked.

"Since I said that Asuna is safe and sound in the Legion, it means I have confidence. If you don't believe it, you can send a message to Asuna now."

"I hope as you said, otherwise...hehe." Fang Lang gently wiped the black light off the sword and said: "Oh, yes, I actually believed it just now, just because I was very upset, so I Cut Sinka, do you have any comments?"

"You guy..." Klein, who had been silent for a long time, heard these words, and finally couldn't help but broke out, holding a long sword in his hand and ran straight towards Fang Lang: "That's a life! Bastard! !"

Fang Lang held Yong An’s hand in a slow reversal, and confronted the scimitar in Klein’s hand. Then, with a bang, the scimitar shattered and Klein was stunned. He never expected that Fang Lang would be able to destroy his sword with a single blow...