God of Fishing



Han Fei and the others were still stunned. That thing was clearly not a spiritual treasure.

However, Feng Yu said to Han Fei via voice transmission, Little Junior Brother, grab it quickly. We must get this thing.

Han Fei's face slightly changed. Although he didn't know what this bronze fragment was, it was obviously something extraordinary.

"Rob."

Han Fei roared and soared to the sky.

Zhang Xuanyu and Le Renkuang took action one after another. Le Renkuang didn't forget to shout, "God Slaying Bandits, grab the bronze fragment."

At the same time, Le Renkuang roared, "This Treasure Hammer Mountain is occupied by the God Slaying Bandits. Whoever dares to snatch the fragments will be my enemy."

Le Renkuang had thought that the horror of the God Slaying Bandits had been deeply rooted in everyone's heart. He had even killed a group of Heavenly Talents of the Ancient Demon Race, let alone them.

However, after Le Renkuang shouted, only a few people hesitated, but most people still soared into the sky. His threat didn't seem to have any effect.

It seemed that the attraction of the bronze fragments exceeded their fear of the God Slaying Bandits. Although the God Slaying Bandits were strong, their number was limited.

The God Slaying Bandits, including the elegant man, all soared into the sky.

The elegant man shouted in a low voice, "Young Master, you must get this thing. This thing may be related to the secrets of the God Ferrying Ancient Land."

For a time, more than two thousand strong masters chased the bronze fragment. They didn't fight each other, because fighting would only waste time.

From the moment the bronze fragment appeared, it didn't drill into the hands of anyone present. Instead, it kept avoiding everyone and tried to fly deeper into the God Ferrying Ancient Land.

The speed was so fast that it didn't seem to be something a person in the Perfected Star Transformation Realm could achieve.

Han Fei shouted, "Feng Yu, I'll block the enemy. You grab the fragment."

As far as Han Fei knew, the speed of Feng Yu was the fastest. Even when he was at the peak of the Sky Opening Realm, his maximum speed was only 42 times the speed of light, which was still far from 50 times the speed of light.

"Okay!"

"Chirp!"

The fire phoenix soared into the sky and chased after the bronze fragment.

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

The starry river flowed around him and turned into a huge gyro. Han Fei rushed all the way and stopped the crowd halfway.

Seeing this, countless Heavenly Talents roared, "He's alone. Shatter him."

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Swish swish swish!

The overwhelming techniques poured down like a tide. Although Han Fei was very strong, he was still in the Perfected Star Transformation Realm. Facing such overwhelming techniques or divine techniques, he only lasted for three seconds before the giant gyro was shattered.

Le Renkuang naturally used his black hole again, but this time, the big hole was like a huge mouth opening in the sky, floating above everyone's head, trying to hold thousands of people at once. Sure enough, the speed of everyone here slowed down, but how could one person resist tens of thousands of people?

After only two seconds, Le Renkuang suffered a backlash and vomited blood.

The speed of Zhang Xuanyu's spear was extremely fast, but it was impossible for every spear shadow to reach the level of a divine technique. Therefore, at the moment Le Renkuang suffered a backlash, Zhang Xuanyu also suffered a spiritual backlash.

The three of them held out for five seconds and stopped eighty percent of the experts.

At this time, the 31 God Slaying Bandits were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, their Qi and blood soaring to the sky, and their killing intent pervading the air.

"How dare you hurt our young master? You're asking to be killed!"

"Kill!"

The brawny man who was eating hot pot just now roared, "Star Barbaric Bull, Ultimate Charge."

Behind the muscular man, there seemed to be a boundless herd of bulls charging into the crowd.

"Law of Words, Flower and Fire Scattering."

The elegant man extended his hand and formed seals. Suddenly, swaths of fiery flowers appeared in the void.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The continuous explosions greatly reduced the speed of the crowd's charge.

As for the God Slaying Bandit's only woman, her combat power was relatively weaker, but she slashed repeatedly with the same broadsword technique as Le Renkuang.

But even so, there were still some people who had special means to erupt with a terrifying speed that was almost fifty times the speed of light.

This was not surprising to Han Fei. The one-time escape godly weapon he used in the past, the One-Leaf Boat, could temporarily allow him to reach nearly a hundred times the speed of light.

Of course, there was no realm restriction at that time. However, there were quite a number of such treasures.

The difference was that these people had to use such a one-time use godly weapon to increase their speed to more than 50 times the speed of light, but Feng Yu had 50 times the speed of light herself.

But the problem was that when everybody was faster than the bronze fragment, speed was meaningless.

"Woo ~ Woo ~"

On the back of the fire phoenix, the flute sounded melodiously. As the flute vibrated in the void, those who were about to bombard Feng Yu with great techniques were all inexplicably absent-minded and dropped their attacks.

This was the mystic sound of the Creation Void Divine Flute: when this flute sounded, it could dispel fighting intent. Anyone below the level of a god who disobeyed this would be killed by the sound.

Most of the people who chased over stopped attacking. They seemed to be touched as if they had heard the most beautiful sound in the world.

However, someone with an unusually firm mind bit the tip of his tongue, trying to resist the flute sound.

But then, the mystic sound that surrounded him suddenly became manic. The person felt that his soul was swelling, and his ears were filled with strange mystic sounds.

"Ahhh!"

Bang!

Someone tried to resist the mystic sound, only to be crushed by it.