God of Fishing

What Han Fei needed to do was to stimulate Feng Xingliu. Regardless of whether Feng Xingliu was stupid or not, the Phoenix Divine Race was involved in the war with the Heavenly Race because of him.

What Feng Xingliu lacked was an opportunity. As long as he found this opportunity, his strength would make a qualitative leap. He might even find his own star path.

Han Fei didn't know if his provocation worked, but it seemed to be working. Otherwise, Feng Qingcheng would have spoken long ago.

But now, Feng Qingcheng just followed them from a distance without saying a word. She was even a little nervous.

As for why she was nervous, it was unknown.

When Feng Yu arrived, she was stunned to see Feng Xingliu that was bathed in blood and fighting to his peak.

"Is this Feng Xingliu?"

In her impression, Feng Xingliu would do nothing but bragging and being jealous. He didn't even kill much. It was precisely because he hadn't done anything proper but had cultivated to the star transformation realm with his talent alone that the Divine Phoenix Race took him seriously.

She had taken Feng Xingliu to various trials before.

However, the results of the trials were always not good. He accepted the trials and was improving, but he was always lacking something.

At this moment, Feng Yu suddenly realized that what Feng Xingliu lacked was courage, madness, and a fanaticism that was on the verge of death.

At this moment, Feng Xingliu was fighting on the left side of the Dragon Fighting Street and moving forward. He seemed to be caught in a tsunami of battle. His speed was very fast, and in the flames, he could draw all kinds of weapons at will. However, the Great Dao was the same. The scorching flames that turned into weapons could also turn into a flame barrier, blocking in front of him.

Standing on the right side of the street, Han Fei shouted at Feng Xingliu, "Keep attacking. There are only 30 people left."

In fact, there were still 44 people on Feng Xingliu's side.

Han Fei was still shouting.

"Feng Xingliu, didn't you eat? You ate a hot pot in the morning!"

"There are still ten people left. Beat them and you will win."

Hearing Han Fei's roar, many people were speechless. There were still f*cking thirty of them. How could there only be ten?

However, for some reason, it felt great to see fewer and fewer strong masters on Dragon Fighting Street.

The Dragon Fighting Street was full of playboys. Even in the Dragon Fighting Arena, they had never seen such a crazy battle. It was simply exciting.

These playboys didn't care about anything else, although they crazily clamored to kill Feng Xingliu and Han Fei a moment ago.

Now, some people had forgotten their original intentions and roared crazily with Han Fei. "Feng Xingliu, is this all you've got? You can't even cross the Dragon Fighting Street. How can you call yourself a Heavenly Talent?"

"F*ck, Feng Xingliu, if you can cross this street, let's become sworn brothers."

"Feng Xingliu, as long as you cross this street, I'll give you ten female cultivators."

"Feng Xingliu, if you can't cross the Dragon Fighting Street, you won't be able to get on the Heaven Roll."

At this time, the entire Dragon Fighting Street was in an uproar, full of agitation and fanaticism.

Some were throwing resources randomly, some were smashing Sea Quelling Bizarre Treasures on the ground, and some were dancing and following Feng Xingliu.

In any case, under the influence of inexplicable emotions, these people seemed to have gone crazy.

Han Fei found that his voice was drowned out. Feng Xingliu seemed to have lost his mind in the noisy and crazy voices.

Han Fei could only shout, "Eight more… Seven more… Hold on a little longer…"

When Feng Xingliu defeated more than a dozen people, Han Fei shouted, "There are still six left. You'll win if you defeat them."

At this time, Han Fei looked at the dozen or so people on his side who he hadn't solved. These people looked nervously at Han Fei who was approaching, because there were only a dozen or so people left for Feng Xingliu.

Han Fei glanced at the people in front of him and shouted, "All of you, come at me together."

These people smiled bitterly in their hearts. We f*cking want to do it too! But our boss won't allow it.

However, perhaps because the big shots knew that they couldn't beat Han Fei, the people blocking Han Fei received the voice transmissions one after another and left the battlefield.

Different from Feng Xingliu, Han Fei swept all the way just now, and the force of his punch was more than ten million waves. Wouldn't be you afraid if he launched thousands of punches on you in an instant?

This fierce man was obviously not someone the people on the Dragon Fighting Street could block. If he didn't go to the Dragon Fighting Arena, no one would fight Han Fei to death on the Dragon Fighting Street.

On Feng Xingliu's side, Han Fei felt that his Qi and blood were dropping, less than half of his peak. He seemed to be extremely exhausted, and the flame barrier was no longer stable.

Han Fei frowned slightly and shouted, "Cheer up! There's still one last blow. Pierce them!"

Behind the Dragon Fighting Street, Princess Lan Xin looked at Feng Yu and couldn't help but ask, "Miss Yu, who is this?"

The corners of Feng Yu's mouth curled up slightly. "My younger brother."

Lan Xin's heart did a flip. Was everyone of the Phoenix Divine Race so strong? The sister was ranked first on the Heaven Roll.

And the younger brother broke into Dragon Fighting Street and fought from the start of the street to the end of the street, about to fight it through.

Feng Yu couldn't help but look at Han Fei, thinking that her Little Junior Brother was quite trustworthy. Once Feng Xingliu got through this and had his second bloodline awakening, he would be comparable to a Heavenly Talent who entered the Star Transformation Realm when his Origin Sea was 640,000 kilometer long.

However, the power of Feng Xingliu had begun to decline, which was not a good thing.

Buzz!

Suddenly, on Dragon Fighting Street, a girl in red came up and walked to the end of the street with one stride.

Han Fei was stunned. Feng Yu was here?

The young master sitting at the end of the street could sense that the two old servants in front of him instantly tensed up and approached him, making a defensive posture.

However, Feng Yu didn't care about this young master at all. She said to Feng Xingliu, "Phew! You can't do it anymore? Are you going to chicken out?"

"Huff!"

Feng Xingliu's body suddenly stiffened, and his Qi and blood and flames that were sliding down instantly soared again.

"Feng Yu is here?"

Even Feng Xingliu, who was in this special state, knew that Feng Yu was here.

"Feng Yu is here. How can I flinch?"

"Ahhh~"

Buzz!

A brilliant divine bird roared angrily, and flames filled half of the Dragon Fighting Street. Feng Xingliu drew a blazing longsword from his body and thrust it out. The sword left no trace as the sea of fire roared.

"Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu!"

The remaining seven or eight people exploded under this sword. A big hand quickly grabbed the remains of these people's bodies and souls, saving their lives.

Upon seeing this, Han Fei immediately shouted, "You did it, Feng Xingliu. You conquered Dragon Fighting Street. Today, you are the most handsome boy on this street."

Buzz!

Although the enemy was finished, the flames were still burning.

In the flames, there was a red light shining. On the Dragon Fighting Street, a fire phoenix soared into the sky, spiraling into the flames.

At this time, Feng Qingcheng rushed over.

"Sister~"

When Feng Yu saw this, she immediately frowned and said, "Why did you make yourself so ugly?"

Feng Qingcheng said, "We're not at home. It's very dangerous outside. How is Feng Xingliu doing?"

Feng Yu said, "He had a second bloodline awakening. Not bad, but it's a pity that he hadn't comprehended the Life-and-Death Challenge yet. Otherwise, his strength would have definitely increased greatly, and he might have even surpassed the late-stage Star Transformation Realm and entered the peak-level late-stage Star Transformation Realm."

Then she looked at Han Fei. "Little… Han Fei, thanks."

Han Fei laughed. "No need to thank me. It's my fault to involve the Phoenix Divine Race into my business."

"Your business?"

At this moment, Han Fei pointed at the Heavenly Race cultivators hiding in the crowd and shouted, "If you have the guts, don't run. Get over here and kneel on the ground."

"B*stard! Han Fei, are you bullying our Heavenly Race?"

Han Fei said, "Yes, I'm just bullying your Heavenly Race. Isn't there a Dragon Fighting Arena on Dragon Fighting Street? Ask the top Heavenly Talents of your Heavenly Race to come. If they dare not come, they're my grandsons."

The person's face flushed with anger. "You lunatic, what nonsense are you spouting? If you have the guts, don't leave. When all the Heavenly Talents of the Heavenly Race arrive, we'll make you kneel on the Dragon Fighting Street."

Han Fei arrogantly pointed at the man's nose and shouted, "Then call them over. I'm waiting for you."

Feng Yu: "???"

Feng Yu had heard that Han Fei took Feng Xingliu to fight the Heavenly Race. It was said that he robbed some heavenly talents of the Heavenly Race and suppressed the four heavenly talents of the Heavenly Race.

At that time, Feng Yu thought that Little Junior Brother was quite powerful! She had thought that Little Junior Brother wouldn't be very strong since he hadn't turned his Origin Sea into a star yet.

However, today, she found that she was wrong. Han Fei had finished fighting Dragon Fighting Street earlier than Feng Xingliu and looked energetic and unscathed. It couldn't have been so easy even for a peak-level late-stage Star Transformation Realm cultivator to defeat a hundred people alone, right?

Pa! Pa! Pa!

At this moment, the young master was actually applauding at the end of Dragon Fighting Street.

He said with a smile, "Indeed, you did it. The two of you beat the entire Dragon Fighting Street. You're really strong. However, you can't just mess with our Dragon Fighting Street like this. Even if you made it, I'm afraid you won't be able to walk out of this street if you don't give me a reason today."

Han Fei sneered. "How can you stop us from walking out of this street? With the two peak-level late-stage Star Transformation Realm cultivators in front of you?"

The young master put on a smile, craned his neck on the chair, and said casually, "On the Dragon Battle Street, there are eighteen regular peak-level late-stage Star Transformation Realm cultivators and three perfected Star Transformation Realm cultivators… Do you want to fight them too?"

Han Fei's heart did a flip. Good lord, there are quite a number of strong masters. I definitely can't beat them now. However, I can't be afraid.

Han Fei sneered. "Perfected Star Transformation! I once captured one alive."

But immediately, Han Fei smacked his lips and said, "I heard that Dragon Fighting Street is the bloodiest, most violent, and most chaotic place in the Divine Capital Dynasty. I like this kind of place, so I'm here today to make a name and by the way, use the Dragon Fighting Arena on the Dragon Fighting Street to declare war on the Gate of Heaven. Why? Is there an order on Dragon Fighting Street? You don't even want to lend me a place?"