God of Fishing

Under Han Fei's furious roar, his body and Yang Soul stopped at the same time.

However, this didn't mean that Han Fei could win, because even Yi Qianxing, who didn't have the Ghost King Dharmakaya, still had super powerful combat power. His speed, strength, physique, and soul were no weaker than Han Fei's.

However, Han Fei shouted that none of the Heavenly Race could fight because his projection had walked through the green jade stone bridge. As Han Fei expected, he could indeed walk the Great Dao of Yi Qianxing. Although the Great Dao he had walked was very shallow, he had at least understood what it was.

When the projection returned and fused with his original body, Han Fei put on a smile.

Han Fei didn't know if there was such an absolutely invincible Great Dao in this world that even the Void Stealing Technique couldn't do anything to it. Han Fei had thought that such a great technique must be beyond his understanding, or even a super technique at the Monarch level.

But now it seemed that he was overthinking.

Han Fei suddenly smiled and said, "I heard that you're very good at killing?"

When Han Fei put on that smile, for some reason, Yi Qianxing had an ominous feeling.

Han Fei's smile slowly widened as he watched Yi Qianxing rush over at a speed that he couldn't resist. He seemed to be mocking him for not being able to keep up with him.

Han Fei grinned and said in a silent voice, "In this space, the soul is forbidden from leaving the body."

Buzz!

Yi Qianxing was about to reach him, but in the next second, he found that his speed was gone.

This was not surprising at first, because he knew that Han Fei could steal his power. Now that his speed was gone, he just needed to shed this layer of skin.

But at that moment, Yi Qianxing was horrified. His Great Dao was not working, and he couldn't shed his skin.

Bang!

Because his speed suddenly disappeared, Yi Qianxing bumped into the ground, slid all the way from the middle of Dragon Fighting Street, and hit the Dragon Fighting Barrier at the end of Dragon Fighting Street.

Han Fei, on the other hand, stood at the end of the Dragon Fighting Barrier without moving at all.

At that moment, Han Fei's voice sounded in Yi Qianxing's mind. "Haha, you are bloodthirsty, but in fact, it's not that you are really bloodthirsty, but you have to kill. Every time you kill a person, you can deprive his remnant soul and assimilate it into your own Dao. In battle, you can use it as your fake body, so you can switch effortlessly and I can't catch you at all, right?"

Buzz!

At that moment, Yi Qianxing was horrified. How could he have stolen his Dao? Impossible. He had countless layers of skin. How could he have stolen his Dao?

Han Fei smiled and said, "This is really a very strong Dao. I'm curious about how many layers of skin you can refine for each cultivator you kill. Well, to be precise, how many death-replacement souls can you refine for yourself? You don't have to tell me. I'll try it myself in the future, hehe…"

Yi Qianxing was about to speak, when he suddenly became a little dizzy and at a loss, as if he had forgotten that he was in a battle.

Yi Qianxing, who had lost the ability to shed his shell, had become like an ordinary perfected Star Transformation Realm cultivator. He no longer had the ability to be almost immortal.

But Han Fei was different. His hands were burning with burning Immortal Qi. Step by step, he walked unhurriedly to Yi Qianxing who was temporarily dizzy.

Bang!

With a punch, Yi Qianxing was sent flying and hit the Dragon Fighting Barrier. Then, in an instant, ten thousand fist lights hammered Yi Qianxing's body crazily.

Knock, knock, knock!

Flesh and blood flew, the soul dissipated, and Yi Qianxing was completely crushed by Han Fei.

At this moment, the playboys and Heavenly Talents on both sides of the Dragon Fighting Street were all horrified.

The strong masters of the Heavenly Race who were waiting to see Han Fei slaughtered widened their eyes in disbelief.

They saw that Yi Qianxing seemed to have lost all his strength and fell into a daze. Then, Han Fei went up and punched like crazy, shattering Yi Qianxing's body and soul.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Han Fei's invincible fist marks lasted for more than ten seconds. At this time, Yi Qianxing had been beaten into mud.

Why didn't he completely turn into dust? It was because Han Fei's fist mark still had healing divine brilliance. He didn't want Yi Qianxing to die so easily. He wanted to let the Heavenly Race see what would happen if anyone offended him.

The scattered soul was grabbed by Han Fei, and the flying flesh and blood were gathered by Han Fei.

In the eyes of the onlookers, this was simply perverted. Han Fei didn't let Yi Qianxing die at all. This was f*cking torture!

At this moment, many hedonistic children were a little frightened.

"He, he, he won?"

"Although I don't know how he won, he clearly won. Yi Qianxing was actually defeated? What kind of person is this?"

"This is crazy. From the moment he ate the Ghost King Dharmakaya, I knew that this person was too terrifying. This time, this person is completely at odds with the Heavenly Race."

"What do you mean by 'completely'? The Heavenly Race has been losing from the beginning to the end. Oh, the Heavenly Race should be glad that they didn't meet Han Fei in this competition! Otherwise…"

On the tall building, Kong Xuan's pupils were constricted. Behind him, the bodies of the two peak-level late-stage Star Transformation Realm cultivators were tense. This guy was too strong. Yi Qianxing, this lunatic, had actually been killed.

What did this mean? It meant that the two of them might not be Han Fei's match in a real life-and-death battle.

The casinos on Dragon Fighting Street were in an uproar. The odds of Han Fei's loss were tenfold! Many people had betted with all their resources but lost.

Many playboys threw the tickets in their hands crazily and cursed, "What Yi Qianxing? F*cking garbage! Fish sh*t! I lost half of my money! Bah…"

"Kill him, kill Yi Qianxing."

"I quit. Give me my resources back."

At this time, the biggest winners were the casinos, oh, as well as Feng Xingliu and Feng Yu.

Feng Xingliu exclaimed and held the ticket that he had bet on. It was 420,000 kilometers of resources, which was all he had.

At this moment, he was dumbfounded and couldn't help but say, "Am I going to be rich? Hahaha, I'm going to be rich…"

Feng Qingcheng said, "Don't be happy yet. There are taxes. Ten percent of the tax. Also, the resources you bet with are too few."

At this moment, Feng Yu said leisurely, "What a pity. I only brought 500,000 kilometers of resources with me this time. I didn't expect this to happen. What a pity…"

Feng Xingliu didn't really care. He said with regret, "If my qualification tokens hadn't been used by Han Fei to exchange for resources, I could've bankrupted the casino on Dragon Fighting Street."

Feng Yu chuckled.

Rumble!

In the arena, Han Fei was holding a mass of soul in one hand. It was Yi Qianxing's remaining remnant soul. Since Han Fei had cultivated his Yang Soul, his attack could kill both the body and the soul. Yi Qianxing had suffered countless punches from Han Fei and his soul had long been destroyed.

If that was all, it would be fine, but the broken soul remnant saw nothing but a divine path. In the end, the last mass of soul was crushed by Han Fei.

However, Yi Qianxing didn't know, nor did the audience. At the last moment, Han Fei stole Yi Qianxing's Great Dao again.

From the last time of stealing, Han Fei only understood his Great Dao. But after all, he had only gained some understanding from nothing.

But now, with this last theft, the stolen Great Dao only needed to last for a moment before he could deduce it again with the green jade stone bridge. By creating something from nothing again, he could truly embark on this Great Dao.

In the sky, the Great Dao crack appeared. At that moment, countless strong masters in the Divine Capital Dynasty were shocked. This was because they could tell at a glance that this was the death of a perfected Star Transformation Realm cultivator.

As long as a perfected Star Transformation Realm cultivator wasn't an ancient cultivator who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, it meant that he had a high chance of proving his Dao.

Many perceptions swept over. There was no telling what those people behind those perceptions were thinking.

In fact, at the very top of the Divine Capital Dynasty, in the royal family, there were even Monarch-level powerhouses whose perceptions sank into the Dragon Fighting Street. And there were more than one of them.

Han Fei didn't take precautions against the perceptions of these Monarchs. In any case, this trip was not a loss. If there were no accidents, Feng Xingliu should have made a lot of money, enough to make up for all the resources he lost.

Besides, Yi Qianxing was playing the Dragon Fighting Arena with him, and he also had a lot of resources.

At this moment, Han Fei looked at Kong Xuan and then at the peak-level late-stage Star Transformation Realm cultivators who held the resources for him and Yi Qianxing for the time being.

Now that the winner had been decided, these two people naturally had to give all their resources to Han Fei.

After the two small worlds were collected into his Origin Sea, Han Fei looked at Kong Xuan with a smile. "Um! Thank you for lending me the place. If anyone from the Heavenly Race comes again, call me."

Kong Xuan didn't speak, but his eyes narrowed even more. Killing Yi Qianxing had raised Han Fei's strength by several levels in Kong Xuan's mind.

Kong Xuan said to the old servant behind him, "Find out more about this person. I want to see when he transformed his Origin Sea into a star and what his previous battle records are."

"Yes, Third Prince."

…

At this moment, the Dragon Fighting Barrier had been lifted, and Han Fei gave Feng Yu a look. "I'm going to cultivate in seclusion immediately."