God of Fishing

If the beauty under the fog is suffocating, then this person in front of Han is bad for all of us.

That's not someone else, that's who I am.

Suddenly, Han Fei realized something. He looked down quickly and called it a shock.

He hasn't noticed yet. If this salt layer under your feet is like a mirror, why didn't you reflect yourself?

At this moment, Han Fei looked down and found that there was only one black shadow under his feet, and that he was supposed to be in the mirror, but he was gone.

Han Fei suddenly raised his head and his eyelids jumped straight.

“Who the hell are you? What have you done to my shadow? ”

Yet the opposite one did not speak, as if he were a puppet, just staring dead at himself.

Han Fei swallowed the mouth spit: Who can accept this? You can't reflect yourself in the mirror, but you're supposed to be in the mirror, and suddenly you run across from yourself and become a person. And he just hammered himself.

Han Fei's eyes squinted slightly and tried to calm himself down.

The first thing he felt was that there was a problem with the salt concentration in this area, and it was only logical that it should be mixed with the brine above, but no.

The water here is pure, even saying that it's not salt water, it's fresh water.

Han Fei pinched the watermark and hid it in his palm. Weird here, he's already seen it in his eyes, very unusual.

Han Fei continued the pronunciation: “Can you speak? As Master's shadow, you can only be a shadow for the rest of your life. When can the shadow turn against the Lord? ”

Just saw Han Fei's hand, Bihai's dragon knife burst out in a flash.

What shocked him, however, was that the shadow across the street, even though it didn't have a Binhai Dragon Knife, he grabbed dozens of knives like the Binhai Dragon Knife in his emptiness and shook himself.

“I fucking...”

“Ding, ding...”

“Click, click...”

The next second, Han Fei laughed.

Oh, make you pretend. Master, I'm a Chinese spirit apparatus of the 8th Scripture! You, you, you, what the hell is that? I wonder what kind of synthetic knife can compare to my Bihai Dragon Knife?

At this moment, the false knife summoned by the shadow is broken. Han Fei reached out and grabbed it, his eyebrows picked, and it was salt?

Han Fei's face is weird. With salt as a weapon, the world will have its own shadow! But Shadow is himself, Han Fei really wants to paint himself a wave of 666 at this time.

By the time the Bihai Dragon Knife continued to kill into the shadows, Han Fei was no longer so frightened. Can't even make a real knife, can't a shadow be stronger than me?

But the shadow was moving, using exactly 108 Spirit Bodies.

Han is not speechless, no wonder he just couldn't cut himself. Together, he chopped himself with a knife, which is not fucking normal.

The Bihai Dragon Knife is strong, fast, and has the power of the cold.

After all, the opposite side is its own shadow, so every time it dodges at a distance of millimeters. Even if dozens of Binhai dragon knives were killed at the same time, nothing could happen to them.

The corner of Han Fei's mouth curled up: "10 knives you can hide, what about 30? ”

After seeing Han Fei reach out, another 20 Bihai dragon knives flew out of his body and rushed out again.

This time, the shadow across the street won't feel so good. There are 30 knives, and there are two great warfare skills: 10,000 swords, and the royal knife. Han Fei believes: Even his own dignity may not be able to stop him, let alone a shadow?

If not, under the siege of 30 knives, it is no longer a problem that can be solved by law. It's not that it's useless, it's that there are times you can't even notice.

However, then, Korea and Africa opened their eyes again, only to see that the shadow also had a super strong body, and that a layer of salt crystallization appeared on the shadow surface.

“Goddamn... what is this operation? ”

“Ding, ding...”

Han did not only see a large portion of the salt crystal smashed, but the shadow took advantage of the instant of the salt crystal smashing to escape the Binhai dragon knife that should have stuck inside him.

Han Fei's eyes squint, this operation is a little something! I can learn later on.

But even if we can stop an attack, can we still stop it like this?

Soon, when the first knife was stuck in the shadow, Han Fei rushed up. With a moment of stagnation, the small imprint in Han Fei's hand was blown out.

“Boom...”

The beautiful mirror of the sky was destroyed and a great pit appeared. The shadow was blown to pieces of salt, followed by the Bihai Dragon Knife and stabbed wildly.

Han Fei looked at the shadow being pierced, and he was still a little impatient. After all, it seemed like he was himself!

But if you think about it, what else do you care about fakes? Han Fei immediately picked up the watermark and hit it hard.

Forgive me, Han, but I can't resist dozens of crazy cuts of Bihai's dragon knife, the continuous impact of the watermark, let alone a shadow?

Soon, the shadow was blown to death by itself. Finally, Han Fei finds that this thing has no blood, no meat, and it's just a fucking beach of salt.

“What the hell is this? Can salt be spermed? ”

Han Fei twisted his neck by putting away the Bihai dragon knife and watermark. Oh, with a salt body and me, you're afraid you're losing your mind?

After three seconds of ridicule, Han Fei was struck, and the whole person was bombed out and rolled on the ground for several rounds.

When he got up, he saw another perfectly new shadow.

Han Fei felt 10,000 head of iron head fish running. This is fucking red fruit cheating! How did you end up with one and come out with another?

This time, Han Fei was more fierce, the blade storm swept away, Bihai dragon knife filled, watermark, ready to remove the shadow directly.

But at a glance, the shadow also pinched a watermark.

“Damn... are you addicted to counterfeiting? False and inferior products made of salt can compare to my spiritual appliance? ”

Han Fei drank instantly. Two big impressions collided, directly smashing the shadow's false impression.

But this time, Han Fei discovered something different, and the shadow became stronger. If that shadow just now has less than 50% strength, then this one has nearly 60% strength.

After half a column of incense, Han Fei single-knifed the shadow into two pieces to kill the shadow.

Han Fei couldn't help but say: Am I so powerful? I hit myself with 60% of my strength, and it took so long?

Neha, without waiting for Han Fei to think too much, he felt the void behind him.

“I knock on Nima...”

Han Fei just feels numb in the scalp: Come back?

Just see Han Fei as a dodger. When he turns back, he finds a new shadow.

Han Nonsense: Is this fucking infinite? How long does this have to go on? Ordinary people, two shadows down, can definitely drain all their spiritual energy. Even if Han is not himself, it consumes two-thirds of his spiritual energy. But this turning work, another shadow emerges... how much more can you survive without the spiritual reserve?

This time, Han Fei made a slight attempt to beat the flesh directly.

But the shadow doesn't do it. You beat me. I beat you. The shadow manipulated the counterfeit knife, the counterfeit stamp, and the Korean did not kill directly.

Han Fei scolded him and turned around and ran. What am I gonna do? Kill one, come out another. I'm not fighting you...

Han Fei did not run to the exit above the cloud fog, but to the plants.

Han did not think that plants that could grow in such a place would be extraordinary. Fighting doesn't want to fight for the time being, let's get rid of all the spiritual plants here.

The speed of the shadow is not Han Fei fast. So, once the gap is pulled out, Han Fei finds this shadow seems to be the same thing. If you really want to fight, I'll fight you when we're done.

A moment later, Han Fei picked up a small green fruit tree with a spiritual fruit hanging on it. There was no hesitation at all. Han Fei directly uprooted it and threw it into the refining world.

Shortly afterwards, Han Fei discovered a series of blue gourd vines filled with arm-length melons. Still uprooted, take it away.

Another while later, Han Fei saw a red straw, even uprooted, and continued to take it away.

About a fragrance time later, Han Fehran discovered that the mirror of the sky was coming to an end.

“Huh! I almost thought of you as infinite... there's an end to this! ”

At this moment, Han Fei looked back and found that the shadow was still a kilometer away from him. He had to tick his finger at the shadow: “You, come here! ”