God of Fishing

These people's first impression of Korea and Africa is weakness.

Of course, that's what Yuling Cloud thought before.

However, Han Fei randomly inserted a knife into the ground and said: "Ultimate spirit apparatus, the spiritual one, whoever can beat me, take it. ”

Those laughs stopped in a flash.

Nearly a hundred people, all of them stiff. The guy who was laughing with his stomach just now, after seeing this fantastic knife, all stared.

Han Fei read his mind, his head slightly twisted, the knife hung up. The knife appeared with a phantom of the phagocyte and was plugged straight into the center of the site.

Yuling clouds flashed for a moment and suddenly pulled Han Fei: “You're crazy. You bet on the Spiritual Spiritual Device? ”

Valley Daliang and Wu Xiaoxiao looked at Han Fei, saw the identity of Han Fei's advanced fisherman, and possessed the spiritual superb spirit apparatus, the first reaction was the arrival of the homeowners.

In front of everyone, a shadow shook and a person appeared. He took a deep look at Han Feiduo: “37th squad hunter, chill, are you the new captain? ”

Han Fei smiled slightly: “No surprise, yes. ”

But when I saw the cold, I looked at the Yuling Cloud. Yuling frowned and nodded.

The three of them nodded when they saw Yuling Cloud. That's not talking, but they were whispering in their hearts: A high-ranking fisherman, where can they be stronger?

Han Fei doesn't care about these people either. In places like this, you're not going to fit in until you've proven your strength.

If they weren't captains, they probably wouldn't dislike it.

When you're a captain, you have to show your credentials to be a captain.

Han Fei stood in the field with a faint smile on his face: “Anyone can come. If you beat me, this knife belongs to him. ”

But the first time I saw that Liang Dong shouted: “I got it, kid. You may have a lot of money in your house, but I need you to understand what a battlefield is today. ”

Han Fei gently stretched out a handkerchief; “Oh, really? Okay, let me get this straight. ”

Wu Xiaoxiao pulled Yu Lingyun and preached: “Can he do it? ”

Yuling Yun: “A few moves passed when I picked him up today. I'm not worried he'll lose to Dong Liang, but Guo Wen Congresses. ”

Han Fei grinned: “Come. ”

Han Fei waved to Liang Dong and suddenly came to a man: “Liang Dong, don't be careless, he is at least the new captain of the 37th team. ”

But when he saw Liang Dong smile with disdain, he looked straight at him.

He can look lightly at Korean Fei, but he will never release water, which is what the battlefield taught him.

“Extinct Vine! ”

“Bang, bang, bang...”

In the void around Liang Dong, a large number of blue-red rays with sharp serrations were born in the sky, the thousand pieces in a moment. At the same time, the vines were interwoven and seemed to want to make a giant whip like Lo Xiaobai. The usual manipulator's assault technique, no less.

Han Fei was seen standing in the middle of the vine, and the tattoo remained intact. Until the massive vines were ready to wrap him, a knife flare stretched out of a large swath of vines.

Follow closely, the vine wrapped in Han Fei is crumbling. Han Fei's body sparkled with spiritual light, “bang," and all the vines burst.

At this time, you can see that Han Fei is holding a small branch in one hand and smiling at Liang Dong.

By this time, the crowd around no longer had that joke.

Don't look at the operator as if he's just an adjunct, but his fighting skills are not bad, and not everything can shatter the vine.

The strength of the vine just now, at least a full blow from the peak fisherman, makes it possible to cut it. But what did they see? How did the vines turn into pieces?

Liang Dong's face changed dramatically, photographing the giant vine. Han Fei lifted his hand room, the branches waved, and a knife swept past him.

“Pfft ~”

Large vines, like paperpaste, break with sound. And Han Fei's knife mang, he didn't see much loss.

“Bad!”

Immediately, a junior fisherman took out a large shield and stopped it in front of Liang Dong.

“Boo!”

The knife flashed and the aura exploded. The great shield of the superior spirit apparatus of the soldier's armor division was cut out a deep crack by a knife from Han Fei.

For a while, the whole raven was silent.

Yuling's eyes revealed a strange light, and she still underestimated Han Fei.

She thought Han Fei's strength was similar to hers.

After all, Han Fei is still a psychic! But who knows how horrible his knife is?

Wu Xiaoxiao looked at Yuling Yun: “New captain, are you really a senior fisherman? ”

Gu Daliang rubbed his arm and breathed out: “Fine, fine. It's not unusual to be captain. ”

Chill did not speak, but his eyes were always staring at Han Fei, seemingly thinking about how much strength Han Fei used.

However, when he saw the twig in Han Fei's hand, his eyelids had to jump, which was a bit arrogant!

“Pfft, pfft! ”

“So you people don't just look at the realm? It depends on how strong you are. ”

In the crowd, a young man came out. He had a clever sword on him, and Han Fei felt it in the first place.

But the young man smiled and looked at Han Fei: "Captain Guo Wen, I don't know what your name is? ”

"Han Fei smiled slightly. ”

Guo Wen nodded: “Don't get me wrong, Captain Han. It has become customary for the Eighth Battalion to interact with each other. ”

Han Fei laughed: “No problem! But I still say that. Whoever wins, who owns the knife... I mean, there's one in the place, counts as one. ”

“Hiss!”

“Isn't this a little crazy? ”

“I'm proud of you, but is this really okay? Captain Guo is an intermediate fisherman! ”

“Kind of funny, I kind of like this guy. ”

Wu Xiaoxiao couldn't help clapping his hands: “The new captain is so overbearing, I like it. ”

Yu Lingyun cut a sound: “It doesn't matter if you like it, people have people. ”

Wu Xiaoxiao: “…”

Guo Wenton suddenly frowned slightly. He was trying to get some rest, but Han Fei repeated this sentence and made it clear that he wanted to use this Leviticus!

But is it true that a senior fisherman, a group of fishermen, is neutral?

Guo Wen was somewhat unhappy: “Let's just think of it as a consultation! I don't want your fancy knife, either. How about you and me? ”

Han Fei grinned: "So good. ”

Guo Wen said to the neighbor: “They're all scattered. ”

A number of people retreated in response. Mid-level fishermen do the trick, and the power is unusual.

Han Fei naturally felt it too, from the Ling Li sword intent on Guo Wen.

Gu Daliang muttered: “Lingyun, Guo Wen himself, is it really okay? ”

Yu Lingyun said nothing: “I can't do it either! Our new captain seems very dominant. He started this war himself. ”

"You don't have to lose," he said calmly. ”

Guo Wen looked at Han Fei: “Are you still going to use the branches in your hand? ”

Han Fei smiled slightly: “I'm used to it. Besides, there is no worse weapon on me than a superb spirit apparatus. I can only use branches. ”

“Pfft!”

Immediately, a group of people rolled their eyes. Are you fucking here to show off the riches?

Someone was silent: "Look, he should have several superb geniuses on him. ”

Someone speculated, "Is he the nephew of some master refiner? ”

“Possibly. ”

Guo Wen's face sank and looked at the branches in Han Fei's hand: “Why don't you come first? ”

Han Fei stunned for a moment and grinned: "Yes! The sword is blind. You got it? ”

“Huh!”

Guo Wen's sword was getting stronger and stronger, and Han's smile on his face gradually faded. After all, it's unrealistic to be an intermediate fisherman, wanting to easily write and dry down a branch.

But it's just one branch, and it's broken. Let's change it.

Only Korean-African spiritual energy and energy are seen almost blinking, condensing on the branches. One branch swung out, in addition to the small half cut still held by Han Fei, the first half had been crushed by the knife itself.

A sharp arc of a machete broke straight into Guo Wen.

The latter, at the moment when the knife appeared, had changed colour, listening only to him drink: “Thousand Star Stings. ”

Guo Wen broke the earth under his feet, and the long sword in his hand pierced a sparkling fire in the void. The sharp and appalling sword, like to tear the void apart, went straight to the knife of Han Fei.

“Ding!”

“Click, click...”

In the incredible eyes of the crowd, Guo Wen's superior spirit apparatus actually broke in inches. The collision of the swordsman caused a raging wind, which caused everyone to overhead.

Only Guo Wen was suddenly on one side of his body. At the moment he opened his side, a large tree surrounded by many people not far behind him broke apart.

Scene, crowbird silent.

At this moment, no one dares to belittle Han Fei. One looks at Han Fei, like a monster.

Although Guo Wen was not injured, the long sword broke in his hand and finally took refuge. That's enough to say he lost.

Han Fei pulled out the knife on the ground with a smile. “Han is not talented. He arrived in the first place. We need to understand the situation first, so we won't bother you. Tonight, Han set up a BBQ banquet and invited you to come. ”

After that, Han Fei turned to Yuling Cloud and smiled slightly: "Do you want to talk somewhere? ”