God of Fishing

Han Fei discovered the fact that he was once proud of himself and that he was not invincible in the ghost of a third-degree fishery.

When faced with a peak fisherman, cut almost one wound. Earlier, he was stabbed twice in a row and almost chopped into two valves. All this suggests that one's strength in being strong is diminishing.

Han Fei felt that his current practice of "Indestructible Body" was defective, which seemed to stem from his present body and seemed to limit the power of "Indestructible Body".

Of course, the more important reason is that the enemy's boundaries are too high. Crossing two small boundaries and using a psychic instrument as a weapon makes it difficult to feel unharmed.

Although the War Soul Bow Act is powerful, until now, Han Fei has been able to fire only the sixth arrow. After the shooting, his right arm was almost scrapped, and Han Fei could not sustain the explosive force.

However, Han Fei hesitated for a moment, and he didn't have much spirit left!

In pure energy deprivation, he can only quench his body with spiritual energy. Based on previous breakthrough needs, this time after restoring the wound, we will break through continuously, afraid to squeeze the only remaining spiritual energy into the body.

However, there is nothing Han Fei can do. He didn't know if the next wave of people would come after him, or even if he knew he would get hurt once he went out and fought that freak octopus.

“Dry. ”

All of a sudden, Han was determined. Now, this is more than 1,000 miles into the offshore grasslands, and you meet a creature as powerful as a freak octopus. Afraid it won't be easy after that, I haven't even seen the big red one yet!

A day later, Han Fei recovered almost. But the spiritual energy in the pool is almost empty. Han Fei roughly counted, I'm afraid it doesn't exceed 300,000 points.

Looking at the storage spirits of the demon pot, there are 4.2 million points, which is only 4.5 million spirits in total.

Han Fei bit his teeth: “Break. ”

Time, spiritual as a storm, directly wrapped up Han Fei's body.

The spiritual pool beneath Han Fei's ass suddenly dried up, not even a splash flower could be turned out, and it was sucked straight out. And the spirituality of the reserves in the pot is diminishing at a terrible rate.

Meanwhile, in Han Fei's limb wreckage, Ling Qi river continued to flow. The waves of wind and cloud change, the meridian is widening, the bones and flesh are quenching.

One hundred thousand.

Two hundred thousand.

Half a million.

……

Han Fei did not feel the boundaries loose until after the storage of spiritual energy had consumed 1 million points.

Half an hour later.

The crisp sound of "rubbing” represents South Korea's success in breaking through the junior fishermen's realm and steadily entering the intermediate fishermen's realm.

Another time later, Han was not sweaty, his eyebrows wrinkled tightly, and he had a bad feeling.

Half a million spirits remain, yet his flesh and bones are still wildly quenched, with no sign of stopping.

Half a million.

Three hundred thousand.

One hundred thousand.

Han Fei got more anxious: No! Even if I still have 2 Spirit Fruits, it may not be enough to look at this!

When the spiritual energy is consumed to the ice point, only two spiritual fruits in the refined heavens and the earth fly directly to Korea and Africa, blowing apart and turning into rolling spiritual gas into the body of Korea and Africa.

Unfortunately, the two spiritual fruits were consumed cleanly for less than half a column of fragrance.

“Damn...”

“Pfft...”

Han Fei's blood sprayed out, and he forcibly stopped bodily quenching.

For this breakthrough, the spirit needed exceeded his calculations by almost 5 million points. And that didn't even make it to perfection.

At this moment, Han is not hungry, and the whole person has lost weight.

He bit his teeth off and glanced at the data.

Master: Han Fei

Level: 36 (Intermediate Fisherman)

Psychic Qi: 0 (4502)

Spiritual vein: Grade 4 superior (damaged)

Talented Soul Beast: Twin Yin Yang Swallow Fish [Lv25]

Weapon: Bihai Dragon Knife

Major: "Void Fishing Techniques", Title III, "Water Vein Techniques" [Spiritual-level Gods]

……

Han Fei's eyelids trembled and took a deep breath: the spiritual pulse was damaged?

Han was not suddenly shocked. Yes, counting this time, two times in a row I almost got killed, my body was pierced several times, multiple psychic devices self-destructing backphage...

“Does all this affect the spiritual vein? ”

Han Fei's eyes were cold, no wonder this time consuming so much spiritual energy, so the spiritual vein was damaged.

This is definitely not gonna work. I can't compare my own spiritual vein to others, and now it's damaged. If there are five or six more people in Sun's house, I won't be able to beat them...

Han Fei's figure glistened and suddenly appeared in the purple bamboo forest. Instead of searching for octopus, he swam directly to where the Sun family had fallen.

Five people crashed, one of them was robbed by himself, and there should be four more.

I'm in desperate need of spiritual energy right now, and it's not realistic to grab the spiritual fruit guarded by the freak octopus. After all, I don't have any spiritual reserves left. It's a problem if I can't beat it.

No, it should be said that if we don't let Shrimp Day and Kim out, we can't fight.

Soon after, Han Fei picked up the manipulator's Tunhaibei and quickly swept it over, very silent: there was no spiritual fruit in it.

“I fucking... you're a peak fisherman! You swallow Hayberry, not even a spiritual fruit. Is that appropriate? ”

Han Fei turned around again and found a snake head popping up in the seagrass pile not far away.

At that time, Han Fei was speechless: the freak was still alive! Am I interrupting something?

Han is not around, small gold and shrimp appear at the same time every day. However, the shrimp at this moment is a bit atrophic every day, the condition is a little slippery, obviously it was bitten by a freak octopus yesterday.

However, when the two legendary creatures appeared, the octopus-faced octopus became alert again. It's not stupid, there are only four heads left, and there's a big hole in his head, and he doesn't want to fight!

But the thief in front of me, the one who shot himself in the head! This revenge, don't forget.

The point is, the freak octopus is stuck in front of the spiritual fruit. You can't keep your hands off spiritual fruits for so long.

Han Fei quickly picked up two swallowed seashells, despite these. This time, he found three spiritual fruits.

Han Fei was happy with his heart and immediately found the fourth one. As it turns out, I'm stunned. Again, one of them has only one leg bone left. I don't know what my body does or what it eats.

Han Feston looked at the freak octopus. Needless to say, that must be it. Swallow people alive, along with seashells, directly into the stomach.

Han Fei and the freak octopus looked at each other for a few moments, then suddenly disappeared in place and looked at the freak octopus: Where are the people? Why is it gone again?

Refining heaven and earth.

Han Fei, one bite at a time, three spiritual fruits were directly swallowed. When the spiritual energy in the body rolled up again, the body would have lost weight because of the spiritual moisture and finally recovered a little bit.

Seeing this, Han Fei soothed.

“Phew…”

Han Fei took a long breath and watched his spiritual energy recover to 238242 points, with a little bit of bass gas.

However, he looked at his body, apparently due to a lack of spirituality, which led to some loss of weight. Looks like you need to find a way to get back to the top!

Though his spirituality was restored at this moment, he dared not use it. This is the only spiritual energy he has left to repair his damaged spiritual veins.

Of course, the damage is attributable to the injury, and the skinny is also a little thin, but the strength has been greatly improved.

In terms of power alone, Han Fei already feels that it can easily break ten thousand kilos.

He grabbed the stick with his bare hands and felt a lot lighter. There was no more pressure that he needed to carry in order to swing. It was almost useless. The only thing that almost felt like it was that the stick was still heavier overall and didn't work so well.

“Oh! It will work. When Master's strength returns to its peak, it will go smoothly...”