The remaining group of peak anglers looked extremely ugly at the moment.
It was too fast, they were thinking of sending someone out to call for help. As soon as the rescuers arrive, many peak anglers will surround and kill these two people. No matter how strong they are, they will not be able to stop hundreds of peak anglers.
But now, how long has it been? Advanced anglers run and die.
Someone said angrily: "Idiots, a bunch of idiots... At this time, what's the use of running away? When people outside come in, they won't let anyone inside go."
Someone frightened: "Where is Yang Huan?"
After being reminded like this, the nearly 20 peak anglers in front of them scattered in a rush.
Originally, it was just a group of unknown people, but they all gathered together temporarily. At this moment, only one Han Fei revealed his identity, but Yang Huan was not seen at all. What does this mean
Someone scolded: "Don't get too close, Yang Huan must be among our peak anglers."
Han Fei was also quite curious, where is Yang Huan? If he was really among the group of peak anglers, why didn't he make a move just now
Just listen to Yang Huan's voice transmission: "You continue to chase. At this moment, you are covered with poison, and none of them will fight you. Chase them to the inner city gate, and I will wait there."
Han Fei's heart moved slightly: "Okay!"
In front, someone looked back at Han Fei: "Han Fei, don't force us, or we will attack you together. Do you think you can stop our group of peak anglers?"
Han Fei laughed and said, "You are not afraid of poison, just come here!"
A group of people were speechless: What the hell are you talking nonsense! If you didn't have poison on you, we would have killed you a long time ago.
While chasing, Han Fei felt the poisonous mist on his body. This thing is really scary! Even though he had eaten anti-poison fruit like poisonous radish, he still felt the aura in his body flying away at this moment. This kind of poison can actually eat away at the spiritual energy
"Shhhhhh..."
Han Fei took out the Bihai Youlong Bow, and shot out the aura without any money. Each blow contains nearly a thousand points of spiritual energy. He doesn't care if these arrows can hit the opponent, the key arrows are poisonous! Can scare them to death.
"Damn it, everyone, hold on for a hundred more breaths, the inner city pass is almost here."
Han Fei yelled: "Yang Huan, you bastard, come out quickly. Come out quickly! If you don't come out, they will really run away."
In front of everyone, everyone's minds trembled, and someone sent a voice transmission: "Scatter into the city, don't crowd together."
Han Fei shouted: "Yang Huan, did you hear that? They are going to disperse into the city, and it is a good time for you to attack them one by one."
Ahead, a group of people wanted to cut Han Fei into pieces. At the same time, he was also very speechless: Han Fei heard all the voice transmissions! At this moment, everyone was too scattered and had to shout blatantly. What they say, will be heard clearly.
After a hundred breaths.
Han Fei finally saw the inner city. This inner city is several times higher than the outer city. Someone arrived first and rushed into the inner city at the first.
The rest of the people felt relieved immediately. No matter which one Yang Huan is, as long as he arrives in the inner city, he can find it slowly.
Ever since, a group of people moved closer together after being dispersed. Of course, perception is also turned on. Whenever there is a change in the people around them, they are ready to crush the amphibole. It would be even better if you could react.
Han Fei continued to pretend to shout: "Yang Huan, who are you? If you don't do anything, you will just go in..."
"Bang bang bang..."
As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, gorgeous fireworks erupted at the inner gate. Within hundreds of meters, poisonous smoke filled the air...
It's nothing, Han Fei saw a golden light, bouncing back and forth among the peak anglers at high speed.
"Bang bang..."
At that moment, only three people rushed into the inner gate. Among the remaining people, five or six directly gave up the inner city pass, and fled immediately with a pinch of the flash stone.
As for the rest, they were covered in poisonous smoke almost in the blink of an eye.
Immediately afterwards, some people's bodies began to rot, some people's bodies had many small black holes, some people's bodies were withering, and some people's bodies turned green directly...
In the blink of an eye, there were eight people in the set. Although two people held on and rushed into the inner city, there were still six people who failed to get in.
After doing all this, Han Fei saw a young man in his 20s slowly coming out from the broken corner of the wall: "It's already the limit, and it's not easy to hunt peak anglers."
Han Fei looked at the young man and said, "Nearly 50 people escaped."
The latter was also looking at him, and shrugged slightly: "To be precise, 39 escaped. But the ones who can really survive, drink, I am afraid that only those few people who rushed into the inner city."
Han Fei glanced at Yang Huan indifferently: "Hurry up and take away your poison."
Yang Huan asked curiously: "What kind of spiritual fruit have you taken? My poison has no effect on you?"
Han Fei: "Hey! Guess."
Yang Huan didn't care either, and then he looked at Han Fei for a moment: "What's next?"
Han Fei's original plan was simple: hang out among the crowd and make trouble if he could. In case a group of hundreds on the left and a group of hundreds on the right enter the deserted city under the sea one after another.
The cooperation with Yang Huan was purely accidental. One wants money, the other wants to save people. Although the starting point is different, the result is the same.
Han Fei smiled and said, "Hurry up and collect those swallowing seashells, not too many, half for each person."
Yang Huan smiled casually: "You're going to go halfway now? Don't I lose a lot? I want 70%."
Han Fei sneered and said, "There are nearly a thousand people outside. Now that the matter has come to an end, don't you want what's on them? Or, do you think you can take it off by yourself?"
Yang Huan thought for a while: "You came here to save lives. If I don't make a move, it will be difficult for you later."
Han Fei pointed to the inner door and said: "There is a group of hundreds of people inside, and four peak anglers have entered just now. But how big is the deserted city under the sea? With hundreds of people, are you trying to hunt and kill Xia Xiaochan? You think she is white on the kill list?"
Yang Huan pointed to the outside: "How about adding thousands of people outside?"
Han Fei tilted his head: "Are you sure, you want to fight me to the death? Now, we haven't killed a few people. Let's find a way to make a lot of money from outside..."
"Hahaha… "
Yang Huan suddenly smiled, looked at Han Fei and said, "Interesting, as expected, he is the third guy on the hunting list. Well, then one person and half, I have a plan..."
Han Fei: "You know this place well, tell me."
Yang Huan's eyes turned cold: "In the outer city of the deserted city under the sea, there are ordinary ghosts. It may not have the slightest effect on your strong body and spirit. However, not everyone is as evil as you... So , you have to attract a large number of Yin spirits.”
Han Fei glanced at the dilapidated outer city and nodded slightly: "No problem, but the effect is not great. What's next?"
Yang Huan suddenly smiled and said: "The difficulty of cultivating poison is more difficult than cultivating your body. Do you think I only have that little ability?"
Han Fei glanced at the outer city again: "How many people can be stopped in the outer city?"
Yang Huan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Thirty percent, the most."
After hearing this, Han Fei couldn't help but secretly startled: Thirty percent, not a lot! There are thousands of fishing boats outside, and they can kill 30% with ghosts and poisons. Even if you tell the people outside, no one will believe it...
Han Fei: "How is the inner city?"
The corner of Yang Huan's mouth raised: "If there are ghosts in the outer city, then the heroic spirits in the inner city are several times stronger."
Han Fei watched the golden threads return to Yang Huan's hands, one by one swallowing seashells. But at this moment, he didn't feel that he had gained a lot, he just frowned: "Heroic soul? Can it defeat a thousand people?"
Yang Huan shook his head: "Of course I'm invincible. But I have a grass, have you heard of it?"
Han Fei looked at Yang Huan without saying a word.
Yang Huan: "Three-turned dragon snake grass. In the entire third-level fishing ground, I am the only one who can..."
Han Fei asked in surprise, "Thousands of Miles?"
Yang Huan was taken aback: "You know?"
Of course Han Fei knew. However, there is no such thing in the ordinary "Complete Collection of Spiritual Plants".
Three-turn dragon snake grass, also known as thousands of miles of red. This thing is rumored to have been conceived in the land of dragon blood. It is said that the place where it grows is red for thousands of miles and contains fire poison. It is a rare herb in the third-level fishing ground.
This object not only contains a lot of aura, but also can help people to break through the realm instantly, even if it is the realm from a fisherman to a fisherman.
The three-turn dragon snake grass is quite domineering. If you want to eat it, you must have great resistance. First of all, it is not afraid of toxicity, which is also the most important one. Secondly, the physique must be extremely strong.
According to Han Fei's understanding, ordinary people would not be able to eat this stuff. Even peak anglers have a great chance of death. Those who can really use it, I am afraid, will have to wait for the fisherman. Because the place where this thing was born is red and thousands of miles away, it is very easy to be found, so it is extremely rare. Han Fei didn't know where Yang Huan got it from...
Han Fei was puzzled: "Is there such a thing in the third-level fishing ground?"
Yang Huan looked at Han Fei strangely: "I got it by chance, but you don't want to play with it. Hmm..." Yang Huan thought about it again, and said, "If you want it, you can do it. I swallow seashells all by myself." Yes, I will give you the three-turn Dragon Serpent Grass."
Han Fei curled his lips: "It's not rare, I don't need it to break through the situation, and I don't need its aura. Swallowing seashells, we are still half of us."
Yang Huan: "Success, hurry up! It's too late."