God of Fishing



One day later.

Han Fei and the others had turned into a six-person team and were setting off towards the Treasure Hammer Mountain.

Perhaps it was Han Fei's illusion, but he felt that the treasure drop rate of the God Ferrying Ancient Land was too high. He had only walked through two treasure troves, but two Nature Spiritual Treasures had appeared, and their quality was quite high.

More importantly, he hadn't used the Vast Ocean Navigator yet.

Although there were relatively few treasures left behind by the gods in the Treasure Hammer Mountain, and only two hadn't been excavated, Han Fei didn't intend to let them go.

However, at this moment, the Treasure Hammer Mountain had become a bloody killing ground.

A group of thirty-two bandits were gathered here.

Le Renkuang and a ferocious man, a woman in animal skins, and an elegant man were sitting in front of a big pot, eating heartily. Inside the pot was a huge ancient demonic elephant that had been deboned. The meat in the pot was fragrant and shining.

Beside Le Renkuang, a black broadsword was flying, shining with brilliance.

On the periphery, thousands of people surrounded the Treasure Hammer Mountain. In a battlefield, 28 bandits were fighting crazily against more than three hundred strong masters of the Ancient Demon Race.

"Pfft!"

Someone killed an ancient demon expert with an axe. With a ferocious look, he laughed out loud. "Trash of the Ancient Demon Race, is this all you've got?"

Someone was carrying a pair of meteor hammers that were as big as themselves. Every time the hammers fell, they were like stars falling. At this moment, his body was dripping with blood, stained with the enemy's blood.

Someone's iron fists were like spiritual treasures, tearing apart mountains and stones. No one who was approached by him could resist his three attacks.

The so-called number one general of the Ancient Demon Race was also in this violent battle. However, he, who was on the God Roll of the Carefree Level, could only barely hold back a bandit.

Yang Zhan burst into fury. "You bandits of the West Wilderness! How dare you slaughter our experts? You're not hunting for treasures but killing!"

"Puff ~"

The tomboy who was gnawing on the bones laughed. "Idiot, you're right. You Ancient Demons are exactly who we want to kill."

Le Renkuang, on the other hand, flicked his finger on the black broadsword next to him. With a clang, the sound spread out.

Le Renkuang shouted, "The spiritual treasure of the Treasure Hammer Mountain has already appeared. Why don't you come and snatch it? Are all the Heavenly Talents of the Sea Realm as useless as you? You don't even dare to snatch the spiritual treasure?"

Many onlookers looked solemn and seemed to be hesitating.

Someone said to each other via voice transmission, Isn't this God Slaying Bandit a little too arrogant and domineering? Thirty people against more than three hundred people, and he still dares to provoke us?

Someone said, "What do you know? We're just waiting for these people to exhaust themselves. The God Slaying Bandits are indeed powerful, but no matter how strong they are, there is a limit. They can't continue fighting endlessly."

Someone echoed, "That's right. There's no need to fight the God Slaying Bandits now. The probability of death is a little high."

Someone responded, "Do you dare to fight them? These bandits from the West Wilderness are not kind-hearted. Countless souls have died under their hands."

Someone was tempted. "Haven't you noticed that the combat power of these bandits is continuously declining? After fighting for five days in a row, they can't hold on anymore."

Someone said, "Let's wait. When they're really exhausted, we will start to charge. When the time comes, we'll join forces to kill them."

At this moment, the strong masters of the Ancient Demon Race who were fighting in the arena were used to being domineering. When they came to the Treasure Hammer Mountain, they found that someone was occupying the mountain and directly attacked, only to be crushed.

It wasn't just the Ancient Demon Race. Countless strong masters from other major forces had also fought against the bandits. In just a few days, countless of them had been killed.

Opposite Le Renkuang, the elegant man said, "Young Master, it's already the fifth day. Although Old Xu and the others are all at the Carefree Level, their strength has been suppressed after all, and they will still be tired if they keep fighting."

Before Le Renkuang said anything, the man who was gnawing the meat said, "We can still fight for three days."

The elegant man asked, "What if the experts here gang up on us?"

The man said, "We can hold out for half a day."

The tomboy spat. "Young Master hasn't taken action yet."

Le Renkuang chuckled and said, "If these people are tough enough and don't rush to kill us, they can crush us in two hours at most. Unfortunately, they are just a motley crew. The people I'm waiting for haven't arrived yet. Let's wait a little longer."

The elegant man said, "Young Master, it's not impossible if you want to stall for more time. For example, if you attack at the right time to intimidate the enemies, you can try this treasure broadsword."

The tomboy declared, "Wish Young Master success."

Le Renkuang glanced at the battlefield and nodded slightly. "Well, it's time."

The man who was eating meat raised his head and grinned. "Haha! Since you're going to take action, Young Master, why don't you tell them your name?"

The elegant man smiled. "Of course. Judging from the time, Young Master should make his name known now. After this God Ferrying Ancient Land trial, the entire Sea Realm will know the name of Young Master."

The tomboy smiled and said, "And I, the wife of Young Master."

Le Renkuang chuckled, slowly got up, and said indifferently, "Alas! I always want to show my power in front of others like Feifei did. I want to show it to him when he comes, but unfortunately…"

The tomboy said, "It's not a pity. If he can't see it, he can only blame his bad luck."