Walking along the wide street for about half an hour, the flow of people around became more and more dense, and from time to time there were mounts that let out the roar of earth-shaking beasts.

Several black shadows flashed in the crowd and disappeared in an instant.

Soon after, Lin Hao walked to a stone bridge.

Looking around, the vast soup soup of the inner city river hundreds of zhang wide under his body, the turbulent water splash is endless.

The sky was raining and falling.

The water on the river surface rippled, several black shadows loomed, and after the blood mist dissipated, the clear lotus bloomed in an instant.

"Huh? That's ......" Lin Hao held the stone bridge in his hand and looked at the other side in surprise.

Next to the splashing river in the inner city, there is an old fisherman.

He wears a green hat, a green robe, a white beard, wrinkles on his face, two snow-white eyebrows, a pair of eyes that have gone through vicissitudes, and a green bamboo pole in his hand, with a leisurely expression.

Lin Hao walked straight and saw the old man sitting firmly by the river, motionless, like a sculpture.

There is a bamboo basket next to it, and a little splash pops out of it from time to time.

The wind blew, and the pendant on the old man's hat instantly flew endlessly.

The river was babbling, and the kingfishers flew overhead, and there was a crisp birdsong.

"What an ink painting." Lin Hao held an oil umbrella in his hand, his heart moved, and he simply ran to a no-man's corner and took out something from the ring.

Time flies, and the old man is still sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, with a look of arrogance or impatience.

Next to the stone bridge, several black shadows flashed, and the hard blue bricks on the bridge deck instantly cracked.

A solemn aura pervades the air, making people feel heavy and oppressive.

The crows croaked overhead, as if to indicate something ominous.

Da! Da! Da!

Beside the riverbank, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

The tall young man held an umbrella in his left hand and a strange thing in his right hand, walked not far from the angler, and sat down with his ass.

"I thought the fishing rod brought by the earth was a burden, but I didn't expect it to come in handy." Lin Hao was secretly happy in his heart, reached out and pulled the carbon fishing rod away, hooked the bait and shook it gently.

There was a clear sound of "poof", and the hook was instantly thrown into the water.

On the bank of the river, the old man was sitting precariously, as if he was unaware of the arrival of the young man, and lowered his head slightly, staring at the river, not moving.

Lin Hao held a fishing rod in his hand, and he was also silent, looking up at the towering attic in the distance from time to time.

The two were silent at the same time, like old friends, and they had a tacit understanding with each other.

Sitting so dry, half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

"Poof~" The fishing rod in the old man's hand trembled, and suddenly shook a few times.

In the distance, there are many pavilions, shrouded in a hazy smoke and rain.

"Senior, the fish bites." Lin Hao didn't raise his head, and suddenly said lightly.

"It's almost ......" the old man smiled meaninglessly, his voice was vigorous and powerful, and his hand gently lifted the rod.

"Bang bang bang bang - " The surface of the water moved, and a large splash was thrown violently.

There seems to be a fish swimming at the bottom of the river, struggling vigorously.

"If you don't lift the rod, aren't you afraid that the fish will run away?" Lin Hao looked at the water, and his voice seemed to be a little gloating.

"Fishing can cultivate one's self-cultivation, and it is also like the way of martial arts, which is fast but not reached." The old man raised his eyelids lightly, and said lightly, and the bamboo pole was walking around the fish.

"Poof—"

In the slanting wind and drizzle, the pavilions and pavilions in the city were hazy.

On the bank of the river, two people sat opposite each other with fishing rods in their hands.

"Senior Takami." Lin Hao's eyes lit up and he smiled softly.

There was silence on the riverbank for a long time.

"Up!" The old man's tongue bloomed with lotus flowers, and he suddenly lifted the fishing rod violently.

With a "bang", the fat fish broke out of the water in an instant. Looking at its shape, it is quite strange, a bit similar to the earth's baby fish, weighing at least thirty or forty catties.

"Hiss......" Lin Hao's heart suddenly became alarmed, his hands and feet were cold, and he suddenly had an inexplicable impulse, eager to flash back to the earth immediately.

A black shadow suddenly flashed on the surface of the river, and the bright sword light appeared like a meteor, heading straight for the old man's chest.

In the air, the terrifying murderous aura was terrifying, as if it wanted to tear the sky to pieces.

"Boy, how is this fish?" The old man chuckled lightly and waved his sleeve slightly.

The black shadow flew back upside down in an instant, turning into a cloud of blood mist and slamming into the river.

"Puff puff pass—" On the bank of the river, the fish rolled desperately, and kept bounce vigorously.

Lin Hao's heart was relieved, he looked at the blood mist in the river, quickly grabbed the fish, threw it into the bamboo basket, turned his head and smiled: "What a big fish, the predecessors have good means." ”

The old man laughed: "How do you know that this is a fish? ”

"Immortals fight, mortals suffer, today is really blood mold...... Lin Hao's back was drenched in cold sweat, he turned his head to look at the river, shook the fishing rod, and asked with a quiet smile on the surface: "Aren't the predecessors fishermen?" ”

"What about the fish and the fisherman?" The old man was noncommittal, and threw the bait back into the water with a "whoosh".

Lin Hao didn't answer, but he was bitter in his heart: "There are at least seven or eight killers around here, and they can't go back to the earth in person, what should I do?" It is estimated that after taking a beating, Lao Tzu will have to turn into ashes, damn it! What is the origin of this old man......"

The terrifying murderous aura around him became heavier and heavier, and the rain in the air flew away, turning into countless mist in an instant.

On the riverbank, there was silence for a long time.

"The fish is hooked...... the old man tilted his hat, lowered his head slightly, and suddenly turned sideways.

In mid-air, several black shadows flashed away, and tens of thousands of sword lights exploded.

The endless killing planes collided wildly, just like the surging river, which came overwhelmingly in an instant.

The green bricks on the shore clattered and shattered, splashing stone chips all over the ground in an instant.

"It's good to come." The old man flicked his fishing rod, and there were several muffled sounds in mid-air.

With a few bangs, several black shadows turned into blood mist and fell to the surface of the river screaming.

The terrorist attacks in the sky vanished in an instant, like an illusion.

"What fish?" Lin Hao's lips trembled, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and felt that his hands and feet were like falling into an ice cave.

As soon as the rod moved, it suddenly trembled slightly.

"Puff puff" The water splashed on the surface of the river, and it seemed that there were fish struggling vigorously.

"Xiaoyou is quite courageous, but have you heard of the ghost hooking soul, and the hundred ghosts walking at night?" The old man laughed a few times, flicked his hands lightly, and suddenly shook the green robe.

"Whoa~" Countless rains sounded, instantly turning into an incomparably terrifying hidden weapon and shooting towards the stone bridge.

"Shhh

Lin Hao was startled, gasped in his mouth, his heart felt like he was being choked, and he felt suffocated all over his body: I heard that the Netherworld Sect is a well-known sect in the evil way, and there are countless masters in the sect, all of them are fierce and murderous. Who is this old man who provokes such a powerful enemy?!!

"Bang-" A sharp roar suddenly erupted, threatening to burst people's eardrums.

The rain flashed across the sky, like the life talisman of Hades, which was mad and suffocating.

"Bang bang" A few screams, the transparent air twisted violently a few times, and countless blood flowers exploded in an instant.

"Exactly, this is a big fish and ......" The old man raised his head and laughed, and the white beard instantly hunted and danced.

There was a strong smell of blood all around, and the smell was disgusting.

"Sure enough, it's a big fish ......" Lin Hao laughed stiffly a few times, and quickly shook the fishing rod.

"Wow~" There was a large splash on the surface of the water, and several black shadows flew out quickly,

The old man's eyes were full of light, and with a movement of his hand, he suddenly slapped the river hard.

"Ah~" A faint scream sounded, and several black shadows instantly turned into blood mist and flew into the distance.