The old fisherman looked at Ling Hong carefully, the outsider in front of him was carrying two backpacks, it seemed that his ability was not simple, and now the defense in the camp was too weak, and the old fisherman rolled his eyes and didn't know what bad idea he was thinking.

Ling Hong didn't dare to be careless at all, the Viking helmet, the 'hope' staff, the Viking spear, the wooden armor, and a blow arrow pinned to his waist, it can be said that he was armed to the extreme, Ling Hong never dared to underestimate the creatures in the starve world who had good wisdom and could talk.

"Outsiders, don't be nervous, I am the sacrifice of the fish-man clan, and I have no ill will towards you. The old fisherman's eyes rolled, and the expression on his face suddenly softened, and there was a hint of a kind smile on his scaly old face.

Ling Hong tightened his grip on the weapon in his hand, and did not let down his guard because of this, but became more vigilant, this old guy is definitely not a good man and a woman, in this strange and dangerous environment, the appearance of an ugly old fishman who should not exist is the biggest insecurity factor.

"The fishman and you can also be friends, you see the camp of the outsider outside is the best evidence, a fat man, no hair on the top of his head, maybe you know, the fishman can provide you with protection, you might as well think about it." ”

The old fishman's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he slowly walked towards Ling Hong as he spoke.

Fat, bald, who else could it be?

It seems that he just the bald man's house, but he doesn't know where the bald man has gone now, if he comes back suddenly, it will not be good to join forces with the old fishman, Ling Hong thought about it for a while, and instantly found out what the problem was!

The bald man and the fishman are friendly, the fishman is attacking the spider forest, the bald man is not at home now, he must be assisting the fishman to attack the spider, if the bald man sees Zhou Ling and them in the spider forest, he is not in the team now, plus the bald man has the assistance of the fishman, Ling Hong can't help but get nervous.

"Cryomy!"

Ling Hong watched the old fishman slowly walk towards him, knowing that there was no time to wait now, he had to destroy these fishman rooms immediately, and relieve the pressure on the spiders and teammates on the other side, Zhou Ling They may not be fine if they fall into the hands of spiders, but they will definitely not be happy if they fall into the hands of bald men and fishmen.

A blue light flashed, the old fishman didn't know that Ling Hong would suddenly launch a fierce attack on him, the old fishman who thought he had good acting skills really suffered a loss, Ling Hong used the 'hope' staff to cast a spell much more powerful than the ordinary ice wand, and froze the old fishman in place on the spot.

This trick is called frozen old salted fish!

Ling Hong smiled proudly, but because he didn't know the details of the old fishman, Ling Hong didn't dare to fight hand-to-hand right away, so he turned his hand and picked up the blow arrow pinned to his waist, and attacked the old fishman with a blow arrow.

It's also fast, when the blow arrow attacks the old fishman, the old fishman's freezing is broken free, and the freezing time may be less than two seconds.

When the old fishman saw the blow arrow in front of him, he couldn't dodge, and was nailed to the head by the blow arrow, if Ling Hong could see the old fishman's blood, he would find that the old fishman was knocked out of a hundred blood, plus the previous frozen damage, in these two seconds, it would be one hundred and fifty damage to the old fishman.

The nature of the blowing arrow system determines that the fixed damage of the blowing arrow is one hundred points, which has nothing to do with whether Ling Hong is a loophole, Ling Hong cannot affect the substance itself, if it is a machete, a spear or something, this headshot is likely to have a fatal blow.

The old fishman was instantly furious, although he did not rely on his strength to awaken his wisdom, but he was also a descendant of the royal family, and he had the power of the middle stage of the third order when he was at his peak, and with the passage of time, the degeneration of his body was now full of the power of the early stage of the third order.

The little mole ant in front of him in the middle of the second order actually attacked himself when he expressed his kindness, although the old fishman didn't really care whether Ling Hongtou defected to the fishman clan or not, but it was already a capital crime to sneak attack the honorable fishman sacrifice!

Ling Hong saw that the first blow arrow did not work, and made the old fishman angry, but he didn't dare to keep his hand, and the second blow arrow just raised it.

"Si~"

Suddenly, a transparent fishing line at Ling Hong's feet moved, and before he could blow the blow arrow in his hand, Ling Hong was grabbed by a huge force on his right foot, and then flung it away.

The huge force threw Ling Hong into the air, and Ling Hong felt that his mind was blank at this time, as if he was bungee jumping.

"Boom~"

After being flung a few times in the air, Ling Hong felt his back hit something hard, and then his eyes turned black for a while, and there was a sharp pain in his back.

A fish-man house was violently knocked down.

Looking at the old fishman with a sinister face, Ling Hong felt that in addition to the pain in his back, his chest also seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't breathe.

"Poof~"

Spit out a mouthful of black blood, Ling Hong felt a little better in his chest, endured the pain in his body, and then stood up slowly, the blow arrow in his hand no longer knew where it had fallen, and the staff 'hope' was still firmly pinched by Ling Hong in his hand.

Ling Hong didn't dare to be careless, the old fishman's attack was very weird, the weapon turned out to be a fishing rod in his hand, and it was enough to have third-order strength, the Viking helmet and the wooden armor on his body were worn, and the defense against this kind of attack that threw people up and smashed them to the ground was very limited.

"It's quite resistant to falling, there are not twenty but fifteen people outside the square who died in my hands, I don't know how long you can live, cough cough~"

The old fishman saw Ling Hong staggering and standing up, and didn't want to give Ling Hong any chance, the fighting style of the people outside the square was very disgusting, there was once a group of people outside the party, who actually tried to kill themselves directly with gunpowder and blow arrows, but they were easily dodged by themselves.

The deepest memory is that when he cornered them, a man from outside the square took advantage of his torture and killed his companions, and actually hugged him, and then turned into a rock, and then a huge foot fell from the sky! It was a punishment from heaven! and almost trampled himself into scum.

Since that battle, the old fish-man has been careful and careful with pairs of traversers, and does not easily take the initiative to provoke groups of traversers, but occasionally he is in a bad mood, and he doesn't mind the cruel slaughter when he encounters a lonely, a third-order wise fish-man, who has survived to the present, also has a lot to do with his way of doing things.

The old fishman swung his fishing rod, and the fishing line threw an arc in the air, a standard fishing swing, with an incomparably sharp and spiky hook, and flew towards Ling Hong's face door like a long-range guided missile.