God of Fishing

The fisherman's star rating is high and scary! More than a handsome brother, to the point of attaining a seven-star title. This forced Han to quiet down.

This time, he has understood. A star difference, the status is a heavenly difference! With a seven-star title, that's definitely a big shot on Broken Star Island.

Hence, Han did not choose to compromise and looked at Cao Ball.

Han Fei saw Cao Ball, which was 10,000 unbelievers. That's it. He'll show up on the battlefield if he dies?

But he listened to the diver: "Huh! No wonder I said you all like poison. I knew you. ”

“Cough! ”

Han Fei seems to understand something. Together, Cao is also spraying poison somewhere in this battlefield! And then this diver noticed.

Han Feng is embarrassed: Where the hell am I supposed to use poison? It was all worked out by this kid across the street.

Without waiting for Cao Ball and Han Fei to talk more, he heard the diver say: "Go to the front, put the poison in the sea, how much. ”

Cao just wanted to talk, but listened to Han Fei Dao: “Senpai, I spent thousands of different kinds of poison grass to refine this poison. This has been released. Why don't you let me jump into the sea? I have to die. ”

Cao Ball has no words: Why did you lose your life? Didn't I lose? This poison king, obviously I did it.

Cao responded hastily: "Right, right, right! Senior, in order to refine the poison, I tried the poison once and almost died. ”

Han Fei glanced at him and said he was ashamed. You're the only one who's tested for poison? The pigs laughed.

But this diver swept Han Fei and Cao Ball with a faint glance: "Give you points. ”

Han Fei suddenly patted his chest: “For the safety of the lives of a wide range of comrades, it is incumbent on the younger generation. ”

Cao was so unrestrained when he saw Han, he immediately said: "That's right! If we can win this war, what's the poison count for the district? Big deal. I'm risking poison again. Try to make poison again. ”

The fisherman shook his hands and almost took the two cargo to the sea.

Why aren't you so generous when I don't give you points?

However, the war was urgent, and he had just observed the poisoning of both Han Fei and Fatty, with remarkable results. No matter how many poisons you can kill, I'm afraid you can be a 200 warrior.

This, 50 miles away, is simply flashing past, enough for Han Fei to say two words.

At this moment, Han Fei and Cao are counting as seeing the front line battlefield.

But on the first row of stone columns, a warrior with a clear four-star title, one with a continuous bow in his hand, seemed to explode dozens of meters in the sea.

The sea was red and stretched out for decades. Han Fei also saw a small red fisherman in the distance, riding a floral whistle, all on the back of a big fish with thorns.

In the red ghost tide, a small fish figure is hidden, and a large number of marine creatures are driven away.

At the top of the red tide is a layer of half-metre red lobster.

Underwater, don't know how many spirits? I can't see it anyway.

Occasionally, there are small fishermen surrounded by sea water, shooting spears in the tide and attacking warriors on stone columns.

Just listen to the fisherman drink: "Poison. ”

Han Fei and Cao Ball spilled a piece into the water at the same time, probably less than half a kilo of poison king.

The fisherman looked at it and said, "So little poison? Sprinkle it all. ”

Just listen to Cao Ball: “That's enough, we can spill it somewhere else. ”

“Hmm?”

The fisherman stunned slightly and said, "That's enough poison to land on such a large surface. Is that enough?"

However, the district's three or two breaths of kung fu swept through the sea. Large swathes of insects spit out red juice, and the juice was oily, and floating on the sea was disgusting.

Underwater, from time to time, floral green fish crabs float to the surface.

These creatures, attacking indiscriminately, make it look like rolling lava on the surface, almost rioting.

“Hiss!”

Seeing this scene, the diver immediately turned to Cao Ball and Han Fei: “What poison is this? ”

Cao Ball proudly said: "This poison has no name, it is called the Poison King. What it means is that even if Cheng Wang is the ancestor, he can't resist poisoning..."

“Bang!”

Divers and blackheads: “Speak well. ”

Cao was so proud of what he just said, he almost put his head up in the sky.

And then he shrunk his head, “This poison can spread through the flesh and blood of poisoned spirits, so it's very broad. ”

“Bang? Then throw it all into the sea. ”

The diver slapped Cao Ball and looked at Han Fei: "You come, you control the water, condense the rain into the sea. ”

What makes Han Fei disagree? However, of course, he will not contribute all the poison kings.

He doesn't believe how many points this guy can really give himself. But you can give me half of it! Anyway, Cao Ball appeared, poison king this thing, should be as much as it should be.

So, on the cruel battlefield of this giant road.

On the low altitude, heavy rain condenses, as the boat travels, heavy rain follows.

So, on the front-line battlefield of the Giant's Road, where heavy rain passes, the sea is boiling.

The fierce, fearless, up-and-coming worm armies are taking a break at this moment.

It's not that they don't want to go forward, it's that the situation is different, their guts are almost gone, what's the flush?

On that myriad of stone columns, the warriors who were shooting wildly, many of them were foolish: What is this? What's weird in the rain? Rainwater dramatically reduces the power and speed of the red tide! A lot of them didn't rush to the stone column at all. They either fell apart or killed each other.

Someone wondered, "Is this poison? ”

“Good boy, and the poison to contain the red ghost. The poisonous ghost in the tide? ”

“What the fuck, poisoning? ”

“Who are those two poisoned teenagers? Both of them, this time. ”

“Look at the little fisherman. He's throwing up and down, and he can't even hold the harpoon. ”

“Come on, brothers, victory is on the horizon. ”

……

Front-line warrior, harder and harder.

However, even half a kilo and a half throws a king of poisons into the sea, less than a third of the area is lost. Han Fei's planned poison king, it's all gone.

Cao doesn't seem to have much in his hand either. If he persists with less than Han Fei, he has already lost it.

The diver looks at a hundred miles of boiling water and can't help but shush: Do you want to follow the advice and study the poison? If this is accompanied by a lot of horrible poisons like King Poison, he feels that the problem of the Red Ghost tide is no longer a problem! The number of meteoroids could be reduced to one percent.

“Unfortunately, you have less poison in your hands. ”

When the diver was emotional, his heart suddenly moved. The whole person rose up empty-handed and a long gun struck into the sky, moving like a thunderbolt.

“Boom!”

The fisherman retreated a few steps and looked at a small red fisherman in the distance. Behind the little fisherman, Han Fei also saw a half mermaid and was surprised at the sound.

Just listen to this and the diver laugh: “Go back, you cowards. ”

Behind, several small fishermen emerged from the sea and stood at a distance to watch the scene.

Han Fei felt a lot of sharp eyes. The fishermen, as if they were going to eat him and Cao Ball.

Especially which half mermaid still seems to be staring at Han Fei and Cao Ball.

Cao Ball couldn't help but shrink his head: “Knowing that fishermen have wisdom, are we both hated by them? ”

Han Fei sighed a long time: “It's gone, I absolutely hate it. After that, go to the sea and be very careful. ”

“Ha-ha-ha! ”

Instead, the fisherman stepped to the side of the boat: "These sea monsters have become demons with no less wisdom than men. They do have eyes on you both. But it's not a big problem. It's a big sea. Where are they going to find you? ”

Han Fei: “What if they have a warrant inside? ”

The scuba fisherman laughed: "If you do, you do! Are you afraid of these ugly little fish demons when we wait for the elite? Well, this battle is settled. The two of you are successful. Come with me later. ”

As the forward red tide lost its propulsion capability, the rear fighting was no longer replenished. As such, the war in the rear is rapidly calming down!

Apart from some of the personnel who were asked to stay and clean the battlefield, many have begun to withdraw.

At this moment.

In the sky, two fishing boats swept into the sky, and Han was stunned: “Captain? ”

Zonghan glanced at Han Fei: “Not bad. ”

Then, Zonghan arched his fisherman beside South Korea: “Lord Yang, this child belongs to my skull coast, the leader of the 37th squad of the 8th Battalion under the 3rd Column... I don't know...”

On the other hand, it was also a fisherman who came across the sky and was a female fisherman. She glanced at Cao Ball and arched her hand: “Lord Yang, Cao Ball is my second son Cao Jia of Qianxingcheng. He must not enter the battlefield lightly. Please let him leave with me. ”

Master Yang next to Han Fei slightly squinted his eyes: "Oh! Thousand Star City Cao family? It's kind of funny... but these two are successful and are coming with me now. ”

“My lord! ”

“My lord! ”

“Get lost...”

A powerful and fierce repression, released without distinction. The air is vibrating and the spiritual energy is directly disturbed.

It's just that when the diver gets angry, he's so angry, he starts to freak out with Han Fei and Cao.

This is the first time this pressure has fallen directly on me.

Cao Ball looks just like nobody else. However, Han Fei shocked his body, as if a mountain had pressed him down, and he couldn't help but frown.

Zonghan looked at the female fisherman and bit his teeth: “Yes. ”

“What's going on here? ”

Han Fei and Little Ball seem to be in communication. Neither of them, however, had a voice, as it had almost zero effect in front of the divers. They don't know how many times they've felt about it.

But listening to the Yang surname diver's faint color, he opened his mouth and drank: “Attention all, there must be no half relaxation. Fishermen remember to organize a good team, wait for the battlefield to be cleaned up, and then count the military merit. ”