God of Fishing



Han Fei sneered. "Do you look down upon the peak of the Dao Proving Level, or do you think I'm weak?"

Yue Heng said indifferently, "I heard that you are best at fire techniques, but I didn't expect you to have mastered strength techniques too. However, if that's all you've got, I'm afraid you'll be doomed today."

Yue Heng's words were meant for others to hear. He thought that he had exposed Han Fei's identity, but no one noticed that Feng Yu had a faint smile on her face.

"Kekeke~"

Han Fei grinned ferociously and laughed creepily. "So, do you think you can beat me?"

Yue Heng said proudly, "You can have a try."

Yue Heng stood proudly, and Han Fei certainly wouldn't be polite to him. He shouted loudly, "Since you want to die, let's see what qualifications you have to take my attack."

Buzz!

In the next moment, flames were rising around Han Fei, and the sun-like flames rose to the sky.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but be in an uproar. Just as Yue Heng said, Wang Han was the leader of the Wildfire Mad Blade Gang.

Feng Yu, Feng Qingcheng, and the others were at a loss. Feng Yu thought to himself, What? When did Little Junior Brother cultivate fire techniques? Wait, this power is different from fire techniques. It belongs to the kind of Extreme Yang fire.

"Huh!"

Even the patriarch and Aunt Huo couldn't help but exclaim.

Aunt Huo: "Patriarch, if I'm not mistaken, that's the Fire of Extreme Yang, right?"

The patriarch nodded. "That's right. It's the Extreme Yang Fire, and the purest kind of Extreme Yang Fire. This is no longer an ordinary flame, but one of the strongest strange flames. But where did Han Fei get such a strange flame?"

Aunt Huo said, "I'm more and more satisfied with Han Fei now. If Han Fei and Yu can really be a couple, the ancient Phoenix God may reappear in our Phoenix Divine Race."

The patriarch sighed slightly. "This kind of thing is hard to force. It's up to Little Yu."

…

Yue Heng had experienced fire techniques before, and he didn't care about power techniques either. This was because the Dao he took was a law breaking Dao. Laws could be gathered and broken.

The purpose of the Heaven Worshiping Palace was to fight against the heavens and break all laws.

Han Fei didn't use his broadsword this time. He simply flicked his finger and the tide turned into a knife. Yue Heng must have something to rely on to be so confident. But as long as he saw through his reliance, it would save him a lot of trouble to take him down with one attack.

For an expert like Han Fei, even a flick of his finger carried an overwhelming might.

Yue Heng frowned. "Wang Han, are you humiliating me with such an attack?"

Yue Heng twisted his hands in the air, and the knife tide split into two and swept past him, unable to touch him at all.

"Huh! the law of disassembling?"

Han Fei could tell that when Yue Heng's hands moved, the power of the law in the knife tide was dispersed. Han Fei could feel that part of the law was broken, as if it had been disassembled from the inside.

In order to achieve this, one's understanding of the law itself should be very strong. Just like his research on arrays, he could summon it with a thought.

However, all things and laws were not the same. No one could instantly break down the laws. Rather, Yuan Hao mainly separated the natural laws that already existed within the tide. He used natural laws to break Han Fei's laws, and this was his expertise.

Han Fei grinned. "Heaven Worshiping Palace, you think you, a mere Carefree-level cultivator, can disassemble the Heavenly Dao? If you like to break laws, I'll let you."

Clang, Clang, Clang.

He brandished the Nine-Foot-Long Ring Broadsword, and the rings of the broadsword vibrated as demonic sounds surged. Yue Heng extended his hand and slashed in the air, and the space in front of him turned into a vacuum, and the demonic sounds couldn't reach him at all.

However, Han Fei grabbed the Nine-Foot-Long Ring Broadsword and began to spin it.

"Sky-Cleaving Star-Cutting Knife, the sixth move, Galaxy Flowing."

The Sky-Cleaving Star-Cutting Knife that Feng Yu gave him was a nine-move divine technique, so it should be impossible to defeat Yue Heng with one single attack unless he used his real strength.

However, since he had pretended to be a bandit from the West Wilderness, he couldn't use his real strength, which would expose his identity, so he had to break the rules by force.

Han Fei began to spin faster and faster, and the surrounding tides were all attracted by the knife light and revolved around Han Fei like a flowing galaxy in the void.

Han Fei's voice was arrogant. "What's so great about a Carefree-level cultivator? In my domain, I can kill him with a single slash."

In the sea of hundreds of thousands of kilometers, the galaxy revolved as if turning into a huge gyro, which was whipped and spun crazily.

Seeing this scene, many people retreated, because the wind caused by the gyro contained a large number of knife beams and the power of Extreme Yang Fire.

Buzz!

Yue Heng's face changed slightly. Such a magnificent and continuous attack? There was no time to break Han Fei's laws. He could only break Han Fei's body first.

At that moment, he pressed forward under the violent tide gyro, holding his hands horizontally in front of him and constantly patting his left and right sides. However, this time, it was clearly beyond his expectations. This was because he found that the knife light could be shattered, and he could block the power technique, but the fire technique was abnormally condensed, as if he couldn't shake it at all.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

When he was a hundred kilometers away from Han Fei, blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. Han Fei was a little puzzled. Is this all he's got? Can't he even break my fire technique?

At this moment, Han Fei spun the Nine-Foot-Long Ring Broadsword and slashed at the void, and the entire gyro wrapped Yue Heng.

His flesh and blood were dissipating at a visible speed, but his bones were still holding on.