God of Fishing

The most fundamental reason why Han Fei and Xia Xiaochan would subconsciously ignore Cao Qiu was his wretched fighting style.

A man armed with teeth to the teeth by a superb spirit, a man with a legendary soul beast, a guy with a super-defensive contract spirit beast and a sickly poisonous bubble fish ... This fight is actually a five Same as children! Whoever stays, everyone's psychological defense will collapse ...

Level 151.

Coming here, Han Fei found that if he sacrificed with aura, it would cost 500,000 points at a time.

Of course, Han Fei was not willing to sacrifice with spirit stones, but directly sacrificed a whole swallowed sea shell. The creatures summoned here are level 39 when they appear.

Moreover, it is not the ordinary level 39, but the creature stuck at the breakthrough level. It seems that it will break through to level 40 at any time and reach another level.

Han Fei was shocked: The creatures here are so powerful? If you encounter this level of creatures on the 151st floor, what about the 201st floor?

Although the creatures here are less powerful than the mutant creatures like the freak octopus, they are only a little worse. At this moment, Han Fei summoned a thousand-edged tortoise.

This is much higher than the level that the musicians grabbed. Fortunately, this is a thousand-edged tortoise. If the water arrow turtle is summoned, I'm afraid Han Fei will have to work harder.

The thousand-edged tortoises may be better off when they meet other people. However, at the moment it is facing Han Fei, and even if it flies with thousands of blades, it cannot shake Han Fei at all.

At this moment, Han Fei was wearing a top-quality battle suit and allowed the blade to hack at his body. He himself was carrying an embroidery needle, which was a blast to the thousand-edged tortoise.

"Hmm ..."

Qian Fei's limbs were weak, and Han Fei smashed to the ground.

Han Fei grinned. Since he used the embroidery needle, he hasn't seen a few creatures able to carry the embroidery needle with one stick!

This is the tortoise like this creature. Its defensive force is arrogant and its strength is far better than other creatures of the same level, so it can withstand the smashing of the embroidery needle many times.

...

When Han Fei and the three met again, 118 more seashells were swallowed.

Among them, none of the swallowed seashells was snatched by Cao Qiu. After Han Fei and Xia Xiaochan met, the two found Cao Qiu and they were chatting with a group of people.

When Han Fei and Xia Xiaobai arrived, the group of people naturally failed to run away.

Asked why Cao Qiu was so fresh and vulgar, even sitting on the steps of the sea and chatting with people? It turned out that those people all knew Cao Qiu, knowing that the young Master Cao didn't like robbery, and no one dared to rob him because of his identity, so he had this wonderful scene.

The 188th floor.

At this point, the range of steps into the sea is even smaller, and it is less than 400 miles.

It was also here that Han Fei met Cao Qiu, the second child of Qianxing City.

Han Fei had no time to find Xia Xiaochan and Cao Qiu. As soon as he appeared on the 188th floor, he saw someone fighting a few miles away.

Fighting the young man, holding a top-quality spirit sword, his arms almost turned into double swords, with a pale yellow light under his feet. At this moment, the boy was fighting around a Qingyang cormorant. Every time, when his figure appeared, he would grab the sword, and then a few lame legs were cut off by him.

Han Fei came with a psychology of robbing the theater. As a result, as soon as they entered the 500-meter fighting range, they heard a scold:

"roll!"

Han Fei looked around, no one else, apparently talking to himself. So he walked another 100 meters.

I saw the young man suddenly appeared on Da's head, and the sharp blade in his hand "slapped" a moment, tearing away a large scorpion carapace.

At the same time, the boy tilted his head and glanced at Han Fei: "Let you go, or die."

Han Fei was happy as soon as he heard it. This young man is not weak, and the senior angler's cultivation is at least better than the ordinary peak angler.

Maybe it was this young man who was accustomed to rampant behavior. He despised Han Fei who was peering at him, and threatened when he exited.

Han Fei grinned, "Come on, you can try one, I learn."

However, he saw that the two swords in the young man's hands suddenly became one, and a stroke of dozens of meters of amazing sword energy instantly pierced Dasao's head.

The teenager did not look at that glance, grabbed the floating water polo, and threw it into the sea shell. Then, the young man walked towards Han Fei step by step with two portable swords.

"Intermediate angler, who can reach the 188th floor, I want you to be a Tianjiao seed. However, I know a lot about Tianjiaozi, but most of them will become the soul of my sword ..."

Han Fei smiled and said, "Who are you? Should you be so arrogant?"

The boy's mouth shook twice, revealing a trace of ruthlessness: "To be here, you have the right to know my name. My name is Wang Zitian, the last person you have ever seen in your life."

With that said, the prince stepped on the ground step by step, and his body had been tens of meters away. Faster than him is his sword.

After seeing that little sword, Han Fei squinted slightly.

The strength of the sword, in many cases, the sword alone can hurt people. His own sword-drawing technique is a sword-killing technique. The sword came out, and the mang flashed. It seemed that Dao Mang was going to remove all obstacles in the road and cut the enemy directly.

And this prince ’s sword made Han Fei understand that this is a boy who understands the meaning of sword. By virtue of this sword, there are few people who reach the pinnacle of ordinary peaks.

The reason why Wang Zitian met, the first move killed Jianyi, precisely because he recognized Han Fei. In the eyes of these powerful men, the realm does not mean everything. What can come here depends on strength.

Han Fei did not dare to neglect, this man is not the first talented man he met. In addition to Xia Xiaochan and the four of them, Sun Mu is definitely not weak.

Immediately, a battle of evenly matched powerful men came to Han Fei's mind for some reason.

Suddenly, the blood-drinking knife moved, just when the ray of sword had reached Han Fei ten meters away.

"Hmm ..."

There was no violent blast, and no ripples, just like a bubble of water rising in the sea. The sword and the sword intended to cancel each other out, and then died.

"Huh, it's a little bit interesting, then meet my blaster again."

Suddenly, Prince Wang suddenly flashed a light between his hands.

What Han Fei saw was not the two swords in Wang Zitian's hands, but the hundreds of swords above them.

On Wang Zitian's side, Qiandao sword shadows go hand in hand, like a sword wall pushing sideways.

Han Fei's mouth twitched, before the sword arrived, the sea water on his side had begun to roll back, and the billowing water had lifted a lot of force. Han Fei glanced at the **** knife in his hand and immediately inserted the knife into his waist.

The embroidery needles were lifted sideways, and aura agitated above the tip of the stick. Han Fei held the tail of the stick and shot with full strength, without half a point reservation.

The blood-drinking knife is suitable for surprise, but in the face of people like Wang Zitian, there is no problem of sneak attacks. This kind of upright head-to-head confrontation does not have the advantage of strange tricks. All Han Fei could do was strike with force.

Suddenly, the water layer was stabbed by Han Fei, and it also set off a huge wave, blasting away towards the senran sword wall.

"咚 ~~~"

At the moment of the clash of the swords, it exploded as if a warhead was detonated in the water, and a circle of ripples shook dozens of miles in a blink of an eye.

"puff……"

The prince Tianlian took seven or eight steps back, bleeding from the corner of his mouth and pulling his arms.

When the rapture of the sword disappeared, Han Fei gently lowered the embroidery needle: "I did not expect that the manpower of using a sword can be so great! But boy, you have chosen the wrong object. I am black and capricious. Dare to tell Li Gui to avoid the presence of three feet! You want to kill me, but you are a little tender. "

Wang Zitian tilted his head, spit out his blood fiercely and casually, and then said with a cold face: "A little skill, but with these things, you want to rob me?"

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Han Fei put the embroidery needle in front of him: "Maybe you still have a hole card, but you can't run away. Killing people by crossing the road, killing people, sorry brother ..."

At this time, Han Fei didn't know who Wang Zitian was. But this kind of person is not simple at first glance. In order to prevent this person from going out to create trouble for himself, he gave up the principle of not taking life before.

This kind of genius can be eliminated if it can be eliminated.

Suddenly, Han Fei seemed to understand something. Why do some people especially like to kill Tianjiao? Because if these people do not die, who knows how much trouble they will cause themselves in the future?

It is simpler to kill it now. In the future, you may not have a chance to kill it.

As Han Fei was ready to continue, he suddenly saw a petite, slightly fat two figure swimming: "Fan Datong."

Han Fei turned his head and looked: "Are you here?"

The prince was surprised, "Cao Qiuqiu?"