Chapter 445: Ball?

The most fundamental reason why Han Fei and Xia Xiaochan would subconsciously ignore Cao Qiu was his wretched fighting style.

A person armed to the teeth with a top-quality spirit weapon, a person with a legendary soul beast, a guy with a super defensive contract spirit beast, and a poisonous fish that is disgusting... This fight, even with five Like a child! Whoever puts it on hold, whose psychological defense line will collapse...

151st floor.

When he came here, Han Fei discovered that if he sacrificed with spiritual energy, he would need to consume 500,000 points at a time.

Of course, Han Fei was not willing to sacrifice with spirit stones, but directly sacrificed a whole swallowed seashell. The creatures summoned here are level 39 as soon as they appear.

Moreover, it is not the ordinary level 39, but the kind of creature that is stuck at the breakthrough level. It seems that it will break through to level 40 at any time and reach another realm.

Han Fei was shocked: The creatures here are so powerful? If the 151st floor has encountered a creature of this level, how should the 201st floor be?

The creatures here are a little less powerful than the mutant creatures like the freak octopus, but they are only a little worse. At this moment, Han Fei summoned a thousand-blade turtle.

This is much higher than the one that Leren grabbed madly at the time. Fortunately, this is a thousand-blade turtle. If it is to summon a water arrow turtle, Han Fei may have to work hard.

This thousand-blade turtle may have better luck when it encounters other people. However, at this moment it is facing Han Fei, even if it is flying with thousands of blades, it will not be able to shake Han Fei at all.

At this moment, Han Fei, wearing a top-grade battle uniform, let the blade slash at him. And he himself was carrying an embroidery needle, and he was a blast to this thousand-blade turtle.

"Boom..."

The strength of the thousand-blade turtle's limbs was not good, and Han Fei smashed it to the ground.

Han Fei grinned. Since he used an embroidery needle, he has never seen a few creatures that can hold the power of an embroidery needle!

This is a creature like a turtle, which has a strong defense and far superior to other creatures of the same level, so it can withstand the repeated beatings of the embroidery needle.

...

When the three of Han Fei got together again, there were 118 more seashells.

Among them, none of the seashells here were snatched by Cao Qiu. After Han Fei and Xia Xiaochan met, when they found Cao Qiu, this guy was chatting with a group of people.

When Han Fei and Xia Xiaobai arrived, none of those people could escape.

I asked Cao Qiu why he was so fresh and refined, even sitting and chatting with people on the steps into the sea? It turned out that those people actually knew Cao Qiu and knew that the young master of the Cao family did not like to rob him, and no one dared to rob him because of his identity, so there was this strange scene.

188th floor.

When we got here, the range of the steps into the sea was even smaller, and it was less than 400 miles in length and breadth.

It was also here that Han Fei met Cao Qiu, the second disciple of Qianxing City.

Han Fei didn't have time to find Xia Xiaochan and Cao Qiu. As soon as he appeared on the 188th floor, he saw someone fighting a few miles away.

The boy who fought, held a high-grade spirit sword, his arms almost turned into double swords, and there was a pale yellow mysterious light under his feet. At this moment, this young man is fighting around a Qingyang centipede. Every time, when his figure appeared, there would always be a sharp knife, and then a few centipede legs would be cut off by his sword.

Han Fei came with the mentality of watching a play and robbing. As a result, just after entering 500 meters of the fighting range between the two, I heard a scolding:

"roll!"

Han Fei looked back and forth, and there was no one else. He was obviously talking to himself. So, he walked another 100 meters.

I saw that the young man suddenly appeared on the head of the big centipede, and the sharp blade in his hand "squeaked" and tore off a large piece of the centipede's carapace.

At the same time, the young man tilted his head and glanced at Han Fei: "Let you get out, or die."

Han Fei was happy when he heard it. The strength of this young man is not weak, and the cultivation of a senior angler is at least stronger than that of an ordinary peak angler.

Perhaps, this young man was used to running rampant, and he was extremely contemptuous of Han Fei, who was peeping on the side, and he threatened him as soon as he spoke.

Han Fei grinned: "Come on, get out and I'll try, I'll learn."

However, he saw that the two swords in the young man's hand suddenly merged, and an astonishing sword aura that was dozens of meters long instantly pierced the head of the big centipede.

The young man didn't even look at the centipede, grabbed the water polo that floated up, and threw it into the seashell. Then, the boy held his sword in both hands and walked towards Han Fei step by step.

"Intermediate angler, you can reach the 188th floor. I think you are also a seed of heaven's arrogance. However, I have seen a lot of heaven's arrogance, but most of them will become ghosts under my sword..."

Han Fei smiled and said, "Who are you? Do you want to be so arrogant?"

The corner of the boy's mouth trembled twice, revealing a hint of ruthlessness: "If you can come here, you are qualified to know my name. My name is Wang Zitian, and I am the last person you have ever met in your life."

Saying that, Wang Zitian stepped on the ground with one step, and his body had already swept out dozens of meters. Faster than him, is his sword intent.

After seeing that bit of sword intent, Han Fei narrowed his eyes slightly.

The strength of the sword is that in many cases, the brilliance of the sword alone can hurt people. His own sword-drawing technique is the technique of killing life with a sword light. The knife came out, the light flashed, and the knife light seemed to remove all obstacles in the way, directly slashing the enemy in front of him.

And this sword of Wang Zitian made Han Fei understand that this was a young man who understood the meaning of the sword. With just this wisp of sword intent, there are few ordinary peak anglers.

The reason why Wang Zitian met his sword intent in the first move was precisely because he recognized Han Fei. In the eyes of these powerhouses, realm does not mean everything, and what can get here depends on strength.

Han Fei didn't dare to neglect, this man was not the first genius he met. Apart from Xia Xiaochan and the other four, Sun Mu and the others are definitely not weak.

Immediately, a battle of evenly matched powerhouses appeared in Han Fei's mind for some reason.

In an instant, the blood-drinking knife moved, just when the sword intent had touched Han Fei ten meters away.

"Boom..."

There were no violent explosions, and there were no ripples that shook layer by layer, just like a water bubble that turned up in the sea, the sword light and the sword intent canceled each other out, and then annihilated.

"Hmph, it's a bit interesting, then let's get to know my Burst Sword Flow again."

I saw Wang Zitian suddenly, a flickering light ignited between his hands.

What Han Fei saw was not the two swords in Wang Zitian's hands, but thousands of swords coming out from above.

On Wang Zitian's side, a thousand sword shadows marched head-to-head, like a wall of swords pushing horizontally.

The corner of Han Fei's mouth twitched. Before the sword could reach him, the sea water beside him had begun to roll backwards, and the rolling water had already lifted a thousand jins of force. Han Fei glanced at the blood-drinking knife in his hand, and immediately inserted the knife into his waist.

The embroidery needle was held horizontally, and the aura spewed from the tip of the stick. Han Fei held the tail of the stick and shot with all his strength, without any reservation.

The blood-drinking knife is suitable for surprises, but in the face of people like Wang Zitian, there is no problem of sneak attack. In this dignified confrontation, the advantage of the strange move is no longer. What Han Fei can do is to attack with force.

In an instant, the water layer was stabbed by Han Fei with a stick, and a huge wave was also set off, rushing towards the Senran sword wall.

"Boom~~~"

At the moment when the swords clashed, it exploded like a warhead in the water, and a circle of ripples shook dozens of miles away in the blink of an eye.

"puff……"

Wang Zitian took seven or eight steps back, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his arms drooping.

When the Senran sword intent disappeared, Han Fei gently put down the embroidery needle: "I didn't expect that people who use swords can be so powerful! However, boy, you chose the wrong object. Dare to tell Li Gui to avoid the existence of three feet! You want to kill me, but you are still a little tender."

Wang Zitian tilted his head, spit out blood viciously and casually, and said coldly, "I have some skills, but just because of this, you want to rob me?"

I saw Wang Zitian's body standing upright, like a sword hanging from the sky, proud and straight.

Han Fei held the embroidery needle in front of him: "Perhaps you still have a hole card, but you can't run away. You're going to steal money, kill people, I'm sorry, brother..."

At this time, Han Fei didn't know who Wang Zitian was. But this kind of person is not easy at first glance. In order to prevent this person from going out and causing trouble for himself, he gave up the previous principle of not taking his life.

This kind of genius, if you can kill it, kill it.

Suddenly, Han Fei seemed to understand something. Why do some people especially like to kill Tianjiao? Because if these people don't die, who knows how much trouble they will bring to themselves in the future?

It's easier to kill it now, but there may not be a chance to kill it in the future.

Just when Han Fei was about to continue his work, he suddenly saw two petite and fat figures swimming in: "Fan Datong."

Han Fei turned his head to look: "Are you here?"

Wang Zitian said in surprise, "Cao Qiuqiu?"

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