God of Fishing

If the man could talk, he would be pissed off by Han Fei. I fucking took it away from you? What am I practicing?

Han Fei's katana flow, very unskilled to use. From time to time, knives fall on the floor, but this does not affect them. The chill in the knife did affect the man, and gave Korea and Africa a little time to find a way out.

“Buzz...”

Shrimp is released every day.

Han Fei shouted: "Shrimp every day, dig me a hole, dig up those basalts. ”

The shrimp dug holes every day, and Korean Africa ran fast. Even if the Bihai dragon knife blocked the man, the latter was still fast and almost affixed to Korean Africa several times.

After about half a column of incense, shrimp just beat a basalt to pieces every day. Just listen to "Boom Boom", the door being bombarded from the outside. By the way, shrimp were also bombarded every day, causing injury to his face.

Han Fei directly retracted the shrimp every day, running and looking at the door.

“Han Fei, I knew you wouldn't die. Come here. ”

The musicians shouted with their hands up and their eyes swollen.

Xia Xiaoxia also waved: “Han Fei, get out of the way. ”

Han Fei's heart moved, and the whole person stepped on the rock wall, stomped on the sky, risky and dangerous to avoid the man's blow. At the same time, at that moment, the Bihai Travel Dragon Knife was dragged into the hands of Han Fei like a current, and then blended into the body.

The door.

Smell Manyu, Zhang Xuanyu, and Luo Xiaobai are both relieved at the same time.

Smell Yu Jiao: “Han Fei, step aside... the sword chopped. ”

With the sniffing of human feathers, countless grass-green leaves appear on all sides. But it was this leaf that cut through the void and left countless white marks in the air.

“When…”

In the blink of an eye, the man was cut more than a hundred times.

“Ho!”

A man waves his fists and sees a ripple coming.

Smell Yu sneer: “Dead is dead. Trying to change your life against the sky. Who do you think you are? ”

Smell the feathers move forward gracefully. Behind him, under his feet, a thousand leaves sword emerged, and the ripple was directly chopped. More than that, in an instant, it was as if a million swords had been stabbed at the man, beating him to a loss, his skin had been severed, but there was not a drop of blood in it.

“Ho!”

“Noise! Sunset Sword Chopped. ”

You can only smell the feathers stomping and a red sword grass standing in the air. As this leaf emerges, the mountain oscillates, and the surrounding spiritual energy is sucked into the air.

“Shh! Boom...”

In the shocking gaze of Han Fei, the man's chest was torn open with a huge mouth and his guts were chopped.

Han Fei unconsciously touched his head. Isn't that too fierce? The man was beaten to no avail, and his eyelids were scaled. Is that what our school teacher is capable of? That's sick.

“Swordgrass like a mang...”

At this moment, the man grew a lot of swordgrass in his body. As he sniffed a small fist, the man's "bang” exploded and a big hole in his chest exploded. The impact was enormous, directly shocking Han Fei and several others back five or six steps.

When he saw the man killed by the smelling feathers, Zhang Xuanyu and others rushed forward.

“No, you can! How did you survive? ”

"Han Fei, do you really think you're strong enough? How dare you kick me out? ”

Xia Xiao looked at Han Fei strangely: "How did you survive? ”

Lo Xiaobai: “Huh! Spirit Springs is gone. ”

Han Fei: “It's a long story, I'll explain it to you later! I think this place is about to collapse. ”

“'He's not dead yet,' he sniffed. ”

The crowd was shocked and looked into the pile of rocks, and there was really another hand struggling.

Han Fei shocked: “What the hell is this? Is it all going to explode or not? ”

Smell the feathers: “He refined himself into an immortal spirit, but failed. You go ahead, I'll be right back. ”

Luo Xiaobai pulled Han Fei and went outside. This adventure was too risky. They thought the treasure in the secondary fishery wouldn't be too scary, and what happened almost killed them.

A moment later, on the surface, on the fishing boat.

The smell of feathers stood ugly at the bow of the boat: "A bunch of idiots, knowing there were dragonbones, dared to go to the end. This hierarchy is beyond your capabilities, you know? And thanks to this fire cloud hole built in a secondary fishery, if you're in a tertiary fishery, any mutant creature in there can make you burn. Dangerous spots, can make you crash directly. ”

Lo Xiaobai looked ashamed: “Teacher, we were wrong. ”

Han Fei: “Teacher, what are you doing here? ”

Smell the feathers: “Huh! Of course it's to protect you. I thought you were just going to catch strange creatures, who didn't expect you for a few hours. I'll look for you again, but I can't find you. I wouldn't even be able to find you if Cicada hadn't finally broken through the ground with the Great Summer Dragon fish. By then, you will almost certainly die. ”

Han Fei smiled embarrassingly: "Teacher, what strength is the man? If it wasn't for his instinctive consciousness, I wouldn't really be alive right now. ”

"What strength can an immortal living spirit have? However, the strength of the flesh is barely maintained at the level of the newcomer..."

After that, smell the feathers looking at Han Fei, as if to see a flower: how did Han Fei survive?

Others also look at Han Fei. Let's not talk about the physical strength of the divers, it's the fishermen they can't stop. Han is strong, blocking the fisherman is not a problem, but the diver...

Han Fei: “Don't even think about it. In fact, for a while, he blew the tunnel out again. ”

He sniffed and looked at Han Fei: "Did you find the faucet? ”

Han Fei just wanted to deny it, but when he thought about it, he seemed to have been seen through and could only nod his head: “Luckily, we found the faucet and encountered a mutant dragon eel...”

Smell the wings nod: “Well, everyone has their own opportunities. If you can't talk, don't say it. But next time you encounter this unknown situation, don't venture in, at least let me know. ”

Han Fei: “That's necessary. ”

Although the faucet was exposed, I was relieved to smell the feathers without asking. This matter cannot be investigated, not to mention the faucet is now completely gone, and 50 Bihai Dragon Knives have been refined. It's even more troublesome if you get involved with the refiner again.

After this adventure, Han Fei's pride was lost. Big fisherman is too weak, all the cards are exhausted, not enough to be punched. It's just the physical strength of the scuba diver, not to mention the sniffer feathers that later appeared. Turn the toilet, the divers blow it up. This strong teacher actually showed up at a college in town.

Han Fei took a deep breath, and College IV was probably stronger than he thought.

But when he heard the man's feather turn his head, he asked: "I already know how your soul beast is studied. But let's study the true nature of fishing. How's your research going? ”

The musicians muttered: “Teacher, what's the truth? We really don't understand! ”

Zhang Xuanyu said bitterly: “Teacher, I think treasure hunting is the real deal. ”

“Bang!”

Smell a man's feather knock a fishing rod on Zhang Xuanyu's head: “Is this such a treasure today? ”

Han Fei actually wanted to say this, but Zhang Xuanyu was cleaned up and shut up.

Xia Xiaoxia blinked her eyes: “Teacher, why don't you show me? It's a little hard for us to understand. ”

Han Fei: “I agree. ”

Lo Xiaobai didn't say anything, but he also looked forward to smelling the feathers.

Hearing the feathers sigh, he shook his head: “There are countless caves of this kind in this endless sea. You think you have achieved great good, but you do not. I risked my life just to get something ordinary. Do you really think this beachy dragon bone is good? I'm telling you, it's not a dragon, it's a python, it's a hundred and eighty thousand miles away. Fishing, on the other hand, is a constant theme in endless waters. Do you think fishing is not worth learning? ”

After that, I only saw the sniffing of the feather rod, and the hook instantly threw away not knowing how far. You can only smell the spiritual energy on the feathers, wrapped around the rod, as if throwing the hook into the sky.

"I'm not far off, hundreds of miles away, less than a thousand miles away. ”

“Hiss...”

How many people are confused: how many? Less than a thousand miles. Can't you tell us? So what's a hundred meters hook when we're fishing? Is the kid staying home?

Smell the feathers drink low: “The hook swims in all directions to walk, instantly 100 miles. At this moment, you need to find and find what you want, and then you need to close the pole. ”

“Buzz...”

Fish lines, like spiritual light, began to shrink wildly, and something seemed to have been caught.

Han Fei was stunned: “Ti Hua Xiu! ”