Han Fei's speed was so fast that before the person behind him could react, Han Fei's two knives pierced into his left and right shoulders.
"Ah~"
"asshole… "
"Damn fat man, you are courting death."
"The little thief will die."
At this moment, a total of 5 people landed on Han Fei's white fishing boat. Excluding the boy who had been stabbed twice by Han Fei, there were 4 other boys.
Han Fei was taken aback, are they all teenagers? These people seem to be about the same size as themselves.
"kill him."
The four of them abandoned Chen Ling and Chen Jia'er almost at the same time. Two of the four cast a burst of spiritual energy, and one of them was holding a bow and arrow, and the arrow was already on the string, and a young man even used a sword, and he was already stabbing at Han Fei. .
"hehe!"
The two knives in Han Fei's hands also surged with aura, and they also used a burst of aura. In an instant, with Han Fei as the center, the air wave exploded directly.
"How can it be?"
When the four teenagers came to their senses, they found that Han Fei was unscathed, and had just been hit by an arrow, a sword, or a stick.
"Hack you."
Han Fei took aim at one person, the guy who called him fat, but saw the two knives in his hands spinning, and chopped down like lightning.
"Fusion..."
The young man's reaction was not unpleasant. Immediately, the aura filled his body, and then merged. Han Fei saw a phantom of a turtle merge into his body.
"Puff..."
Even so, this man was still chopped off by Han Fei, and his clothes were torn off, revealing a long bloody mark.
At this time, Chen Jia'er and Chen Ling had already reacted. Both of them instantly fused with the soul beast, and the spiritual energy on the long stick in their hands rushed over.
"snort… "
"The lingering spirit..."
However, the young man with the sword retreated with one blow, and countless seaweeds suddenly appeared beside him, entangled Chen Ling and Chen Jia'er directly.
Chen Jia'er's expression changed drastically, "Spiritual Grass? Are you from the town?"
A phantom appeared in front of Chen Jiaer's eyes, and two shrimp claws pinched the Lingcao.
The sword-wielding boy let out a low "bind".
The pieces of lingering grass shrank instantly, directly binding Chen Jiaer and Chen Ling, and Chen Linger's two shrimp claws were directly broken, leaving no room for resistance.
Seeing this scene, Han Fei picked up the purple bamboo stick at his feet, held it in his hand, and slammed it at the sword-wielding boy with a bang.
The young man didn't panic, and the lingering grass surged towards him.
"Burst..."
Following Han Fei's blow, the aura exploded, and the Lingling Grass exploded, and the sword-wielding boy retreated five or six steps before stopping.
At this moment, Han Fei was surrounded by five people. Although the two were injured by Han Fei before, they seemed to be able to fight. Especially the young man who was stabbed twice by Han Fei, who took a pill at the moment, with a very sinister face.
Han Fei, "Didn't you say that the townspeople won't attack us?"
But saw the sword-wielding boy say, "At first we just wanted that treasure-digging fish, but you're trying to die, and you dare to hurt my companion, you deserve to die."
Han Fei scratched his belly, "That means you can attack us, and we deserve to be slaughtered?"
The young man who was injured by Han Fei said in a low voice, "Damn fat man, if you offer the treasure-digging fish now and kowtow to the young master a few more times, maybe I will consider letting you go."
Han Fei continued to scratch the ground, "Let me go? You, the defeated general, are not our enemies. You want to let me go?"
The bow-wielding boy calmly said, "Attention, this fat man's defense is extremely strong. All my attacks have not broken his defense, and even failed to break his aura full of body. Let's attack with all our strength."
Chen Jia'er, "Asshole, first-level fishing grounds have their own skills, why do the townspeople oppress us?"
Sword-wielding boy: "You said it yourself, first-level fishing grounds are based on their own abilities, so I'm just a normal fight to snatch your treasure-digging fish."
Chen Jia'er's face was ugly, but she still said to Han Fei, "Han Fei, don't be entangled by the lingering grass, it will suck up your spiritual energy."
Han Fei nodded slightly, "Okay."
Han Fei looked at the sky, "It seems that there are still people who haven't come down, so I'm sure you will win."
Some teenagers sneered, "If you can't even take down a fat man, then what qualifications do we have to be the pride of the town?"
Han Fei's face became more and more ugly. He shook his fat mouth and said, "You know? I hate people calling me fat. People in the sky, listen up. If you don't come down, I will kill these guys, but Don't blame me for not reminding you."
"You want to kill us, are you worthy?"
The next moment, several people moved, including Han Fei. In an instant, the "Crazy Demon Stick" was cast, and the stick that was as fast as a phantom startled the five teenagers.
"Damn, so fast."
"Is this fat man?"
Han Fei was not targeting anyone else at the moment, but the guy with the bow and arrow. This guy's bow and arrow almost broke into his skin just now.
"I smashed you to death."
"Dangdangdangdang..."
There were three people guarding the bow-wielding youth, but to their horror, three sticks could not beat one stick. This fat man was not as flexible as a fat man at all, and his speed with sticks was too fast.
Behind him, Han Fei felt the Lingling Grass attacking again, but saw him suddenly stepping into the air. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, Han Fei jumped up on the wind.
At that second, everyone was stunned for a moment, how could they be so fat
"Burst..."
For this explosion, Han Fei used a full 300 points of spiritual energy, which is almost the sum of the spiritual energy of a junior fisherman, so when the stick was cast, the boy with the turtle-like soul beast suddenly moved forward, and the whole body The man roared, and a phantom of a turtle floated in the air, as if trying to resist the stick.
"Boom..."
"Crack..."
The phantom of the tortoise shell exploded, and the boy flew into the sea like a kite with a broken string.
Han Fei was confident that the stick had broken the boy's hands, and he fell into the water without his hands, and he was dead.
But several lingering grasses suddenly protruded from the air, and the boy was pulled back abruptly by the boy holding the sword behind him.
"Putting someone in front of me?"
Han Fei immediately abandoned his stick and walked away on the wind. His two swords were as fast as lightning, and he directly diagnosed the lingering grass.
But what surprised Han Fei even more was that the boy with the bow swung the fishing rod out, circled the boy directly, and pulled him back again.
The moment the boy came back, he saw that the two people in front of Han Fei seemed to have an extra layer of armor besides the aura, which was actually woven by the aura.
"Hey! There's something."
Han Fei glanced back at the sword-wielding boy, "So, you're the rumored manipulator?"
The sword-wielding boy frowned, as if he hadn't expected the fat man to be so strong, but he still said, "Hmph, you still have some knowledge."
Han Fei: "It's a pity that you don't have a soul master, a hunter, or a spirit gatherer here. Why do you guys fight me?"
Han Fei set off again, this time not chasing after the boy with the bow, but the boy with the sword behind him. Old man Jiang said that in a team, only manipulators and spirit gathering masters are the most terrifying. Once they encounter them, they will be killed immediately.
The expression of the boy holding the sword changed, and the spirit grass frantically rushed towards Han Fei. It's a pity that in front of Han Fei's hands, which were already turning into phantoms, no amount of lingering grass would help, they were all torn to pieces.
The sword-wielding boy knew that he had nothing to do with the fat man in front of him, so he directly manipulated the spirit-wrapping grass to wrap himself around him, and even made a circle from the water back to the bow-wielding boy.
Han Fei scratched his stomach, "There's something!"
Han Fei looked at the sky and said again, "Guy in the sky, if you don't come down again, I'm really going to kill you? I've given you an ultimatum twice."
"Arrogance."
"presumptuous."
"Fatty, don't be arrogant."
"Fatty, you're only an intermediate fisherman. I'm afraid your spiritual energy has been exhausted now? Are you still trying to bluff?"
Seeing that the people above had no intention of coming down, Han Fei exploded.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Han Fei was really angry this time. He didn't want to reveal too much before, but these young people were indeed a little flexible.
However, when the infinite aura burst out, everyone was dumbfounded.
They can catch one stick, but what about two sticks? What about three sticks
At the first blow, the aura armor and aura full body of the two stick-wielding teenagers exploded directly.
During the second blow, Han Fei ignored the incoming arrow and directly smashed the two stick-wielding youths into the air. One of them's stick was bent by Han Fei, and his hands seemed to break with a "click"...
At the third blow, Lingcao wanted to protect a few people, but it couldn't withstand the explosion and broke directly. The sword-wielding boy was thrown flying, and blood was sprayed from his mouth. Fortunately, Lingcao grabbed the railing and prevented him from falling into the sea.
During the time of the three sticks, it seemed that several people bought some time for the boy with the bow. The boy with the bow leaped up from the railing, and the three long arrows in his hand turned into three white lights and shot at Han Fei.
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