God of Fishing

Chapter 469: When did the war come from?

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Under Han Fei's expectant eyes, the avatar ascended the second step, which seemed easier than the first step.

However, when the avatar climbed the third step, Han Fei, who was standing under the stage, suddenly staggered. He just felt that his brain suddenly went dark, like severe anemia, and he almost lost his footing.

"What the hell, that's the avatar! Something happened to the avatar, does it have something to do with me?"

Han Fei was speechless: Isn't the avatar made of salt? Is it because of the same mind? But no matter how connected we are, I don't even know what he has experienced up there!

When the avatar climbed the fourth step, Han Fei suddenly covered his head with one hand, and veins popped out of his neck. At that moment just now, he seemed to see something.

It was no longer black, and my mind suddenly turned white, as if there was a flash of light.

It's a pity that the picture flashed too fast, just in an instant. Han Fei couldn't react in time, and the picture passed.

At this moment, the avatar has reached the edge of the fifth floor. Han Fei seemed to have expected it, and the next moment another picture flashed.

"Old man Bai?"

Han Fei's face was ashen. At that moment, he seemed to see the old man's face.

"Why old man Bai? What does old man Bai have to do with this step into the sea?"

Han Fei covered his head and squatted directly on the ground. He knew that when the avatar walked up to the sixth floor, similar situations would inevitably occur.

Sure enough, in the instant of a splitting headache, the picture in Han Fei's eyes became a little clearer, but it was still too fast, and he seemed to see a knife light.

"I'm knocking on Nima, playing with hair...? Why are they all instantaneous pictures, can you give me a complete one?"

"ah!"

I saw Han Fei sitting on the ground with his buttocks. When the avatar climbed to the seventh floor, he finally saw a complete picture. The white old man was standing in the sky, looking at himself.

"Hey! Why is the old man still holding a knife in his hand?"

"No, where did the blood come from the old man Bai?"

Han Fei raised his head and said to the avatar: "Go on, go up to the eighth floor, and then climb up."

Once again, Han Fei saw the old man Bai standing in the sky. And at the foot of the white old man, there is a large area of houses. The knife in his hand seems to be chopping, and the huge knife shines in the air...

"Crack..."

Suddenly, Han Fei raised his head suddenly, and saw that the avatar's two calves were smashed into pieces, and its lower body turned into a pile of white salt.

However, the avatar didn't know what pain was at all, so he moved forward according to Han Fei's order.

However, when his hand just touched the last complete platform, he saw the sea water shake slightly, and the avatar seemed to have received some huge impact.

"Wow!"

The entire avatar was directly shattered at this time, turning into fine white salt particles, and then directly disappeared into the sea water.

Han Fei was shocked. At that moment, he had goosebumps all over his body.

"Google!"

"I knocked Nima, is it so dangerous? Even such a strong incarnation is cold?"

Han Fei shook his arm: "Master Hulu, help me! I can't figure it out!"

The demon refining pot flashed, and Han Fei was overjoyed: "Why don't you get it yourself?"

After waiting for a long time, seeing that there was no response from the demon refining pot, Han Fei thought about it, and he should first refine the world and have a big meal before talking.

As a result, with a thought, the refining world couldn't enter.

Han Fei said angrily: "You are forcing me, right? You must be forcing me, don't you just let me go? Remember, this is a third-level fishing ground. How many people can go to this place? Here? OK, then I’m going, if I get cold, you just wait to be buried here!”

Seeing that the demon refining pot didn't respond, Han Fei's face turned hard: "Come on, who is afraid of whom?"

"Google!"

Han Fei took out a large bag of air, and took a few deep breaths. What was the purpose of breaking into the sea steps? Isn't it just for chance

Others don't even have the qualifications to see this opportunity, but when they come to me, the opportunity is right in front of them, so they dare not go up? What does that sound like

So, as soon as Han Fei raised his foot, he stepped on the first step on impulse. To be honest, Han Fei was originally a person with an adventurous spirit, and this adventurous spirit was almost fanatical. At the beginning, when Han Fei came to this world, it was because he was insane. Therefore, Han Fei's impulsive move at this time did not go through any brain consideration, it was just impulsive.

"Hey! No response?"

Han Fei was taken aback. When the incarnation stepped on the first step just now, his calf cracked. Why did he step on an ordinary step when he came here

Han Fei raised his other foot subconsciously. It's just that with this lift, Han Fei suddenly felt a mountain of pressure rushing towards his face.

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, he didn't see anything, he just felt his body trembling, and a terrifying pressure fell on him.

Han Fei immediately determined that this was a kind of coercion, but he didn't know where it came from. Anyway, as soon as the coercion came out, he just felt his hairs stand on end.

Immediately afterwards, a series of voices came from Han Fei's ears, and the source turned out to be old man Bai.

"Go!"

That rough scolding sound seemed to echo between heaven and earth.

The dark veil in front of Han Fei seemed to be lifted suddenly. At this moment, he is between the heaven and the earth, in the sky. Han Fei looked down and saw that he was at least a thousand feet away from the ground. He turned his head and saw that Xiao Jin had become possessed at some point, with huge wings spread out, and blood was still dripping from them.

Suddenly, a knife light spanning a thousand meters passed over Han Fei's head.

Horrified, Han Fei looked up and found that there was a big battle in the sky. The white old man is being besieged by a group of people, all of whom are fierce. Above the sky, several huge spirit beasts spread across the sky, covering the sun and the sky.

"Where is this? Who is the old man fighting with?"

Just when Han Fei was in a daze, he saw Zhang Xuanyu had appeared by his side at some point.

"What are you doing in a daze? Run!"

"Zhang Xuanyu? This is..."

However, Zhang Xuanyu didn't wait for Han Fei to speak, and pushed him suddenly. Then, a streak of sword energy swept across, directly poking a hole in his stomach.

"Zhang Xuanyu."

Han Fei's heart shook, he yelled, and then saw a hand descending from the sky and clapping it down. Han Fei looked at a strong man with a sword, and was slapped to death.

The old man Bai shouted: "Take these children away."

Before Han Fei could react, Zhang Xuanyu was snatched away by a big empty hand.

On the other side, Le Ren appeared below crying wildly, shouting, "I won't go."

As soon as Han Fei was about to shout, he saw a sword glow traveling for dozens of miles, rolling towards Le Renkuang.

Han Fei yelled: "Fatty, get out of the way."

Just as Han Fei was shouting, an unshaven old man drew a huge arc in the sky and blocked Le Renkuang.

Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as he rushed down, he was hit hard on the back, and his whole body smashed into the city like a meteor.

At that moment, Han Fei felt that he was about to explode, and his mind almost crashed.

After he flew tens of miles, a tentacle wrapped around him, and Xiao Zhan blocked him at some point.

Xiao Zhan: "Revenge."

"Revenge, what kind of revenge?"

"Boom..."

Before Xiao Zhan could answer, Han Fei's eyes were about to burst, but he saw the old man in the sky explode.

"Old man Bai, principal..."

Xiao Zhan grabbed Han Fei with one hand and threw him away suddenly. Han Fei only felt that he was the fish on someone else's chopping board at this moment. He didn't know anything but that he was being thrown around.

In the air, Han Fei saw Xiao Zhan and his eight-armed conch explode under the siege of three people.

Han Fei was deeply saddened and shouted loudly, "Teacher~"

It wasn't just Xiao Zhan. On the battlefield below, Han Fei noticed another gaze. Wen Renyu glanced at him, then rushed towards the crowd without looking back.

now.

In the sky, there was a cold voice echoing: "Thug Academy, go against the law, go against the sky, you should be punished."

There was a loud laugh echoing everywhere: "Today, I will destroy all your teachers and students."

Han Fei saw someone he didn't know, and sneered at the sky: "Thug Academy, there is only a deadly battle. But if one person escapes, the whole family will be wiped out in the future."

Someone said sadly: "Today I am going to die, who would dare to fight?"

Someone shouted: "I want to kill Lao Tzu, but I don't even know what you are!"

One after another, people Han Fei didn't know appeared in the sky, on the ground, and above the city...

The sky was cloudy, the rain of blood was falling, and the sound of roars and explosions could be heard endlessly.

Han Fei felt like a flat boat in the raging sea. He's on the run, and he doesn't even know why he's running. Someone was chasing him, one amphibole after another was exploding, and Han Fei felt that he was appearing in many places.

There was war everywhere, and he couldn't even see the faces of those people clearly.

Suddenly, Han Fei saw Luo Xiaobai standing a thousand meters away from him, neither sad nor happy, expressionless.

Han Fei shouted: "Xiaobai, run quickly..."

Seeing that Luo Xiaobai was not running away, Han Fei became anxious and rushed over. But he saw Luo Xiaobai shaking his head, as if rejecting himself.

The light of the sword and the light of the sword shone beside him, and Han Fei was hit hard again and again.

Immediately afterwards, Han Fei felt his eyes darken, as if he had been photographed by something. The whole person is falling like a meteor piercing the sky.

At that moment, he felt that his bones were shattered, his internal organs were all damaged, and a mouthful of blood was gushing out from his mouth.

At that moment, Han Fei felt the smell of death, and he felt that he was going to die. He felt physically and mentally exhausted, tired, wanted to sleep, wanted to just let his body fall.

Suddenly, Han Fei felt a sharp pain on his wrist.

He woke up suddenly, and was horrified to find that he had already reached the altar.