God of Fishing Chapter 2188: When did you draw the knife?
After the war, Han Fei did not leave the field. Millions of spectators only saw that the scales on Han Fei were showing some red and faint luster, and Han Fei's personal aura was gradually improving.
"What! Didn't he have an epiphany?"
"So strong, the color of his scales is changing, what's the situation?"
"This, why does it feel like...returning to ancestors?"
"No way? Return to the ancestors? He is already so strong, can he return to the ancestors at this time?"
The host of the arena also noticed it for the first time. At this moment, he was muttering: "It turned out to be the return of blood. In his blood, is it Long Yuan who was born?"
"Roar~"
At that moment, only Han Fei was seen behind, blood rushing into the sky, forming an octopus phantom, and the octopus tentacles seemed to be the blood shadows of black dragons. Although this dragon chapter blood shadow only appeared for a short time, millions of people have seen it, and they all seem to have witnessed the reawakening of a strong man.
"What creature is this?"
"Unheard of! This is the first time I have seen it."
"It seems that his blood is very special and powerful. No wonder it is so strong."
Han Fei has installed a hundred breaths of effort, creating a magical scene of blood returning to the ancestors, which is enough for his strength to achieve a great leap.
After ten years of playing in the arena, he needs another explosive improvement to continue to penetrate the last three thousand in the arena.
……
Chen Yan hurried to the sea jungle of the law enforcement camp.
"Lord Honghuang, something strange happened. That Ye Fengliu, Lien Chan for ten years, draws his sword today, there are signs of returning to ancestors."
"Huh?"
"This son's power, spirit, and overall strength will be greatly improved. Hearing from Nie Yunxiang, this return to the ancestors is very spectacular, and it has been witnessed by millions of people."
Zhao Honghuang came to some interest: "Return to the ancestors in the war?"
Chen Yan: "Yes, he has raised a knife for ten years. Today, after a knife was cut out, such a scene appeared."
"Oh? Let him draw the sword? Who?"
Chen Yan: "Qiu Yuepiao, a relatively low-key king, from the scavenger side."
Zhao Honghuang: "Let’s pay attention. In addition, Ye Fengliu is not allowed to participate in the arena. Over the years, he has made a lot of money and can hit 3,000 places. Now he is not far from the inner camp. I estimated it would be 20 years earlier!"
Including Zhao Honghuang and others, the evaluation of Han Fei is a rare genius in ten thousand years. It wouldn't be strange for anything to happen to this kind of Tianjiao.
The return of Han Fei to their ancestors, in their eyes, is equivalent to a huge increase in strength, and being able to enter the internal camp should be a sure thing. However, there are many people in the city, and such talents will no longer be known to the public.
So, Zhao Honghuang’s first order was that Han Fei should no longer participate in the arena battle.
Chen Yan: "Yes! My lord... My lord, the 30 years you stipulated..."
Zhao Honghuang: "I allowed him for the past 30 years. How he uses it depends on him."
……
The Han Fei, who was told that he could not play in the arena, did not have too many accidents. He stated that he might have three years of retreat.
It's Chen Yan, I couldn't help being speechless. There was such a big movement of returning to the ancestors that he only needed to retreat for three years to digest. This person is really looking forward to it.
On the other side of the arena, it was announced that Ye Fengliu would fall into a long retreat, and the monthly challenge would end. For this reason, countless people cannot help but regret.
Many people feel that Ye Fengliu's moves are clean and neat, and his Taoist rhyme is extremely strong. Watching Ye Feng's hands flowed out, he could truly comprehend things. It's a pity that such a chance is gone.
When the incident subsided, the scales on Han Fei turned bright red. This is the ancestral image he created for himself. It's like wearing a bright red Battle Suit.
Three years later.
This day.
A large number of people in the law enforcement camp valley have just returned from the trial.
As soon as someone returned to Gu, he laughed and said, "I'm finally back. It feels good to be back alive."
Someone laughed and said: "Just scream! This time, you have gained so much, enough to cultivate for a hundred years, I am afraid that the original source sea is expected to be opened for 100,000 miles?"
The person responded: "If nothing else, it's almost the same! Finally, you can feel the feeling of the first level of the law enforcement camp."
Someone was surprised: "Oh, the first level of the law enforcement camp, you really dare to think about it. Then you have to go three hundred before entering the foreign camp!"
The man smiled and said: "As long as you practice and practice, as long as your strength grows, it is inevitable...Hey! Who is that person, who is all red, so jumping?"
Many people turned their heads to look, only to see a strange humanoid with red scales on their bodies, also walking towards the law enforcement camp.
Someone shook his head: "I don't know, there must be no such individual in the law enforcement camp before. I guess it's a newcomer."
Suddenly, someone greeted: "Hey! Boy, come here."
Han Fei looked indifferently, and glanced at these people, as if he hadn't heard these people yelling, and didn't take it seriously, and was about to walk straight to the law enforcement camp valley.
"Hey! Is the newcomer so proud now?"
I saw, a powerful man from the Ten Thousand Scales clan, a master of transforming the void, ready to capture Han Fei directly.
However, at that moment, Han Fei's eyes were cold, and when he turned his hands, Void waved the sheathed long knife. With a wave of his hand, the knife burst, and the man Void's hand burst.
When the person reacted, he still wanted to do something, but he was shocked to find that his palm suddenly became half of his time.
The complexion of these people changed drastically, and the man whose palm was cut suddenly looked cold: "Huh! A newcomer in the heavy ground of the law enforcement camp, so arrogant, I want to see, where are you sacred?"
Seeing his feet move, he has stopped in front of Han Fei.
Beside, a group of kings of the Ten Thousand Scales clan who are absolutely not weak, sneered and watched the show.
"Having not returned for decades, the law enforcement camp has actually played such a role, so courageous!"
"Old Liu! A newcomer cut off half of his palm with his backhand. I definitely can't bear it."
"Old Liu, teach him what the rules are."
At this moment, the man's palm grows again, and he looks at Han Fei coldly: "Salute to me and admit my mistake. I guess I can spare you once, otherwise..."
"Get out!"
The kings: "???"
Someone scolded: "Liu De, give this kid a lesson."
That Liu De was also furious, but at the moment he was still outside the valley, and no fierce fighting was allowed in the city, so he just turned into a soul thorn with the power of the soul, trying to directly damage Han Fei.
However, at the moment when this attack came out, only one scabbard was seen, and I don't know when, it actually touched my eyebrows.
"Puff!"
That Liu De Qiqiao spurted blood and was almost spotted as a fool.
And the thorn of the soul just now was cut into two pieces, and it didn't hurt Han Fei at all.
The head of this group of people suddenly changed his expression: "Old Liu, step back."
Liu De also knows that he has encountered a hard stubble, and can cut through his own power in a flash. This person is an extraordinary man.
And the headed person stepped forward: "Boy, meeting seniors is so rude. Today, if you apologize, I will spare you."
Liu De: "Brother Lei!"
The leader shook his head slightly and signaled Liu Demo to be entangled. He just listened to him: "Boy, in the law enforcement camp, I am not the king of the Wanlin clan, and offend the king of the Wanlin clan. This is not a good thing. This has not yet been entered. Camp, I really want to enter the camp, the king of the first camp, can you still fight all the way through?"
Seeing that there is no expression on Han Fei's face, he said indifferently: "Get out of the way."
"Te Niang, I don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick."
For a moment, a group of Ten Thousand Scales Kings suddenly became angry. What attitude is this?
Tian Lei also narrowed his eyes slightly: "The same thing, I don't want to say it a second time. I apologize to Senior Liu De and forget about it, otherwise..."
I saw Han Fei raise his eyes and look at Tian Lei: "Otherwise, how?"
Tian Lei sneered: "It seems that the current rookies, although not bad in strength, are overly arrogant. Not to mention, today I will teach you a lesson on behalf of the Marshal."
When everyone saw that Tian Lei was about to make a move, the corners of their lips suddenly came up.
"This kid is miserable. Brother Lei has always acted fiercely. Don't let this kid half his life. Can this matter?"
"This is in the city, is it really okay to be cruel?"
However, when I saw some kings, they quickly stood in the square and directly sealed off a space.
Then Tian Lei sneered: "The newcomer should have the consciousness of the newcomer. The road to the law enforcement camp is still long."
"Om~"
In a flash~IndoMTL.com~ there is a knife blooming, a scimitar, like a moon wheel, only sees the light and shadow, but not the blade. Here, the killing intent is bold, and there is a rhyme of ice cold, and it suddenly appears empty.
"Puff!"
As everyone was preparing to watch the show, they saw a flash of light and shadow. Han Fei had already reached the edge of the ban, and the ban had already cracked a hole.
Under the stunned group of kings, Han Fei flew away.
And Tian Lei, with a sharp smile at the corner of his mouth, was gradually disappearing, but he saw the upper half of his body slowly sliding down.
"Puff!"
At that moment, blood was spilled in the sky, and a strong man who could enter the first floor of the law enforcement camp was cut into two in an instant.
Tian Lei's expression slowly turned into shock and panic.
Just hearing his voice trembles: "When did you draw the knife?"