Pirate’s Infinite Wings

After a second.

Fang Lang took out the second wooden box from his backpack with his backhand.

Put your hands up.

He threw it to Cheng Nuo who was 50 to 60 meters away.

Cheng Nuo reached for it.

The crate was carefully inspected from all sides.

after a little while.

Go away.

Like the phantom Cheng Nuo before, he smashed the wooden box in his hand with his amazing strength.

After shattering, he looked at Fang Lang with cold eyes and danger.

well!

Faced with the same behavior as the previous phantom Cheng Nuo, Fang Lang sighed deeply.

turn around.

He walked out without a word.

Cheng Nuo stayed.

Suddenly, he raised his voice and growled angrily.

Boy, you lied to me with a fake and wanted to get away safely without explaining?

Fang Lang raised his left hand and shook it. He didn't look back.

"I'm too lazy to explain the same question to the same person twice. If you really don't understand anything, you can request a rerun of Dreamworld. My answer is in there."

ah.

Cheng Nuo replied with a smile.

When Fang Lang was about to walk out of the warehouse door, he suddenly raised his voice again.

"Let it go, if it's not a mission, we'll put the mission aside, boy, you don't want to know, my phantom said before, are you sure who you want to save?"

step by step.

Stop going.

Without turning around, Fang Lang sighed.

"That man is a fat man, isn't he?"

Cheng Nuo narrowed his eyes and giggled.

"Yes!"

Scratching his head, Fang Lang said helplessly.

"Actually, I don't want to see him at all right now, because as long as I see him, I'm afraid I'll be soft-hearted and won't be able to walk away, but I really can't beat you at this moment. He is tied up by you alone, more powerful than the two of us." Is it okay to be tied together by you?"

nodded.

Cheng Nuo responded with approval.

Take a long breath of polluted air.

Fang Lang turned around slowly, moved his neck, and made a request softly.

Let me confirm the evidence that the fat man is indeed in your possession.

Cheng Nuo didn't say a word, just raised his left hand and pointed his index finger in the direction of the sky.

Look in the direction of your index finger.

Fang Lang's eyes immediately turned cold.

Only at the height of the warehouse, the wind sword is suspended in mid-air by metal chains like salted fish.

His coat was long gone, and half of his legs were missing.

"If you peel it off again, the fat man will be naked. If I'm not wrong, how many fat men did you give birth to? Every time you create an illusion, how do you get the source power you need from him? You need a certain Quantitative source force, which is unique to phantom objects, and lock it in the body?"

Gritting his teeth, Fang Lang asked coldly.

More questions.

The sound is getting colder.

More questions.

The silver-white round stick that quietly appeared on his right hand was gripped even tighter.

More questions.

Seems to be getting angrier.

Cheng Nuo smiled.

Smile and answer calmly.

"I can't remember exactly how many little fat guy ghosts I've created. I just know this little fat guy's personality and way of doing things is very much to my liking. Also, a goo brother he keeps yelling at is very to my liking Therefore, I always use him as bait. Every time I mass-produce Phantom Man according to his blueprint, I just need to make an incision on him, and the source power will naturally appear. Every batch of products is far from the dream world as a whole recovery There's about half an hour left."

nodded.

The silver-white power stuck to Fang Lang's right hand quickly gathered gray power from both ends to form a gray power shield.

At the same time, he muttered to himself.

"So I said, I really don't know, the goddess judged you to be gentle, where is the gentleness? I still prefer the really bad ones to the really bad ones. At least I don't need to seriously think about anything, and No need to shake hands."

The sound dropped.

Fang Lang shot out of the string like an arrow and rushed to Cheng Nuo, which was located at a very high place.

When he reached halfway up the stake.

Cheng Nuo bent his knees and jumped down from a high place.

And in mid-air, it instantly condensed into a black source power sledgehammer, and the raw hammer hit Fang Lang's head below.

Fang Lang twisted his back.

He twisted his body 90 degrees in mid-air.

He almost missed the edge of his big black hammer.

At the same time, he waved his left hand.

boom. boom.

Two crunching sounds sounded at the same time.

Fang Lang punched Cheng Nuo on the shoulder, and there was a voice.

A sound came from the metal hammer in Cheng Nuo's hand, retracted and hit the surface of Fang Lang's gray shield again.

Fang Lang accelerated to land, and then walked back again and again.

Cheng Nuo's eyes were full of shame.

Roar.

With a low growl, he swung his hammer and chased Fang Lang like a shadow.

boom.

Fang Lang didn't have time to dodge, and Cheng

Noah's hammer hit. Although a grizzled shield helped him block the blow, he was hit hard and flew back.

Not more than ten meters behind.

But in the second half, Fang Lang twisted hard in mid-air, and slapped the empty air force with his left hand.

Blake Sutton.

Spread left and right.

Inside, a log wall is exposed.

Fang Lang fell to the ground along the wooden wall.

Cheng Nuo has arrived.

The body of the hammer turned into dozens, attacking him from different angles.

Three or four minutes later.

boom.

Fang Lang was hit to the left by the hammer.

When he saw he was about to hit the wall, he grabbed it.

Black Sand appeared again.

Before the black sand dispersed, Fang Lang was already behind him. He grabbed a piece of wood that stood high in mid-air, just out of sight.

Grab the log, spin 270 degrees in mid-air, and land firmly.

Before he could stand still, Cheng Nuo's attack came.

After dozens of quick counterattacks.

Fang Lang retreated step by step under the hammer attack.

Behind is a solid wall.

However, Fang Lang continued to back away, as if he could not see.

boom.

His back hit the wall, and the wall turned into black sand. Fang Lang returned to the sand, and then turned to the right, successfully escaping Cheng Nuo's insistence.

Seven or eight meters apart.

Cheng Nuo stopped and continued to attack.

Fang Lang also stood happily in place for a while, adjusted and recovered, and quickly exhausted his energy.

There is indeed a difference between real and fake.

Although the strength of the magician Cheng Nuo may not be much lower than that of the royal Cheng Nuo, the royal Cheng Nuo can give full play to his strength, while the magician Cheng Nuo can only play 30%-40% of his own strength.

Attack with a black hammer.

In the hands of Phantom Cheng Nuo, the black source hammer was raised in the middle of the rules and continued to use its moves.

As for whether it completely corresponds to the opponent's every move, it is entirely out of its consideration. ..