"Slashing Sun City is the sect that I am protecting by the Sword Sect, and the blood peak kills the disciples of Slashing Sun City, it is wrong to provoke me to exterminate the Sword Sect, and they deserve to die. Gu Xing'er smiled at Mai Mangdi: "Kill, you now pick up your tail and roll it for me, this time I should have nothing happened." ”

"Looking for death!" In the demon clouds, the demon god-like figure was furious: "You are just a small peak martial king, how dare you be presumptuous in front of me? What about the Extermination Sword Sect? Today I beheaded you first, what can he do to me?"

The voice fell.

A black demonic light saber tens of meters long instantly stabbed down from the boundless black demon clouds, carrying a terrifying aura like destroying the world and destroying the earth.

Gu Xing'er stood quietly on the steps with a sneer on her face, without any movement.

......

"Hehe, this Gu Xing'er is really raising the momentum of my human race, it's amazing. In the crowd, a white and preachy fat man suddenly spoke, as if no one was in the tunnel.

"But I don't know if she can stop this demon emperor called Fierce Killing. Someone next to him subconsciously answered.

Hundreds of Terran warriors were extremely nervous at this time.

"Even if she can't resist it, her uncle will definitely be able to resist it, seeing that she is so powerful, his uncle will definitely be very powerful, don't worry." The fat man grinned.

"It's her uncle's business, at this time, if her master [Extermination Sword Demon] Bai Quanshui is here, she may still be able to turn the tide. A Terran martial artist who knew some of Gu Xing'er's identity background said nervously.

The fat man suddenly blew his beard and glared: "Who said that it is not about her uncle's business?" I think her uncle is still powerful, what is the guy from Bai Quanshui." ”

As soon as this sentence came out, it attracted the attention of several Terran warriors around him.

In the entire Northern Regions, there are only a handful of people who dare to say that the [Extermination Sword Demon] White Spring Water is nothing, and this fat man has such a big mouth.

And at such a time when the tension is so breathtaking, how can this fat man not look nervous at all.

It's kind of weird.

Someone hesitated for a moment and asked, "You...... Who the hell is it?"

Fat flicked the dust on the green robe, threw the long black thick hair back of his head, put on a pose that he thought was cool, and said, "I am Gu Xing'er's uncle, haha!"

What the?

The people around were stunned.

Gu Xing'er's uncle?

Gu Xing'er was born in the No. 1 Sword Dao Sect in the Northern Regions, the Extermination Sword Sect, his identity is prominent, and his master is the little head of the Extermination Sword Sect today, Bai Quanshui, this fat man claims to be Gu Xing'er's uncle, so isn't he a master of the same generation as Bai Quanshui in the Extermination Sword Sect?

"You...... Seniors from the Extermination Sword Sect?" the martial artists around him were all surprised and delighted.

The fat man grinned and shook his head.

"You...... Are you kidding? When has this been, you still have this mind? Really...... Push aside. "An older Terran warrior was a little angry, and he almost didn't say a word 'get out'.

If he is not a person who exterminates the Sword Sect, how can he be Gu Xing'er's uncle.

This fat man, if not a psychotic fool, is a swaggering liar.

"You lonely guys, who said that if you are not the person who exterminated the Sword Sect, you can't be Gu Xing'er's uncle, I am ......" The fat man said very angrily.

The voice did not fall.

The demon god-like figure in the sky had already made a move towards Gu Xing'er.

Seeing Gu Xing'er standing there quietly without dodging, the fat man muttered, and his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the crowd.

A few Terran warriors next to him only felt that as soon as there was a flower in front of him, the person was gone.

The next moment-

"Damn, a little gray-skinned dog dares to be arrogant in front of Lao Tzu. ”

A big stabbing voice sounded in everyone's ears, and everyone felt that there was a flower in front of them, and beside Gu Xing'er on the steps, there was suddenly a white and pleasing fat man, and his fat body trembled, like a mountain of meat.

No one waited for people to react, just watched the fat man raise his hand.

A brilliant sword light shot up into the sky.

This sword light was only one meter long, but it was as dazzling as the sun, instantly illuminating the surrounding space.

The huge black demonic lightsaber that stabbed down in the sky was destroyed in an instant, as vulnerable as a wheat stalk encountering an iron spine.

Shout!

The sound of the sword roared through the heavens and the earth.

I saw that the brilliant sword light was still undiminished, rising to the sky, and the black demon qi cloud in the sky evaporated in an instant, and the sky above the mirror lake once again revealed a blue and bright sky, white clouds, and the light between heaven and earth was restored, as if the previous demon cloud had never appeared in the dark night.

This is still not the end of the story.

That brilliant sword light, between the lightning and the stone fire, pierced the body of the demon emperor in the sky and several demon kings beside him, and then spun around the milk swallow to return to the nest, and a swoop came to the hands of the white fat man on the steps of the invitation tower.

The whole process happened too fast.

There was a dead silence between heaven and earth.

Bang bang bang!

In the sky, the bodies of several demon clan powerhouses that had been pierced through their bodies exploded, turning into plasma and white bone fragments sprinkled out.

"Uncle Shi. ”

Gu Xing'er turned around and saluted the fat man with the ears of the wind and ears.

The fat man smiled and nodded, and then winked at the few Terran warriors who were standing beside him just now, and looked at me without a lie.

Those Terran warriors were stunned.

This...... This...... This dead fat man turned out to be really the [Deadly Black Rose] Gu Xing'er's uncle?

But he said that he was not the one who exterminated the Sword Sect?

What the hell is going on?

What makes them even more unacceptable is that this fat man is obviously surprisingly strong, but he doesn't have the slightest demeanor of a senior master, and there is always a bit of cheapness in his smiling expression, and the smug look of squeezing his eyebrows and eyes is like a dead fat man who eats and waits for death.

Who is this man?

That's when --

"Song Que, you killed my [Demon God Palace] disciple again, do you Qingyun Sect want to start a war with my [Demon God Palace]?"

An angry roar erupted from the Demon God Palace in the distance.

Then, the stations of the major demon clan super forces around Mirror Lake all had a terrifying aura that was so powerful that it rose up, and in the next moment, the voices of dozens of incomparably powerful demon clan powerhouses appeared in the sky, overlooking below.

"What's the big deal about standing tall?" Song Que rolled his eyes and glanced at these demon giants in the sky, not paying attention to them at all.

And at this time, the people around the Invitation Cup Building finally knew that this fat man who seemed to be flowing, white and preachy, turned out to be Song Que, the leading demon lacking virtue of the younger generation of the Terran race in the Northern Regions.

Song Que, the most dazzling genius of the younger generation of the Qingyun Sect, the first major sect of the Northern Regions Terran Race, has outstanding talent and profound strength, and there are eleven sworn brothers around him, all of whom are disciples of the Qingyun Sect, and they are all indispensable geniuses, known as the Qingyun Twelve Shows, before the rise of Ding Hao, a sword madman, Song Que was the hope and martial arts pillar of the future of the Northern Regions Terran.

Over the years, under the arrangement of the elders of the sect, Song Que has begun to take over the Qingyun Sect, accept the experience, be exquisite, and his fame is growing day by day, and there is a tendency to become the first person of the new generation of the human race in the Northern Regions.

However, unlike many high-minded and dashing young masters, Song Que is not good-looking, he is a big fat man with fat all over his body, and he does things in an eclectic way, often doing some deviant and unbelievable things, and being his enemies and opponents will be tortured to the point of collapse, so he is secretly called the big devil, lacking virtue and Song.

The moon is not full, and the Song is lacking, lacking, and it is lacking in virtue.

This is a limerick poem given to Song Que behind many people's backs.

Wherever this immoral fat man passes, whether it is a human race or a demon race, he will be made to jump chicken feathers, but anyone he is not used to seeing will end up miserable - the good news is that although he often does some shocking things, Song Que is jealous and hateful, and will never do evil.

From a certain point of view, this fat man who lacks virtue is still very popular with many middle- and low-level Terran forces.

There are even many young Terran warriors who regard this fat man who lacks virtue as their idol.

It's just that this fat man has always been a dragon, and few people can see him with their own eyes.

But I didn't want to see that today, Song Que actually appeared here.

After a brief moment of jaw-dropping, the more than a hundred besieged Terran warriors cheered wildly.

Since this fat man who lacks virtue chose to stand up at this time and killed the strong man of the demon clan with thunder, does it mean that the top forces of the human race in the northern regions are finally going to become tough on the demon clan?

After so many days of grievance and forbearance, countless Terran warriors hope that the top forces of the race can stand up and support the waist of the Terran.

"Song Que, why are you making trouble here, don't you Terrans want to talk about peace and want to go to war?"

In the sky, the figures of dozens of demon clan powerhouses were shrouded in demonic aura, and the aura of power emitted was like a raging sea, which made people's hearts palpitate, at least in the realm of middle and high-grade martial emperors, one of them asked loudly.

"Peace talks, peace talks, hammers, are you fucking here for peace talks? Occupy my Terran property, kill my Terran warriors at will, stand tall on top, put on a face like an idiot, and be a fool. Song Que pursed his lips disdainfully.

"You ......" the demon clan powerhouse was angry and raised his eyebrows.

"What am I? "The fat man who lacks virtue is simply a dead pig, and he is not afraid of boiling water.

"How do you explain today's matter? Even the masters of the Killing Blood Peak and the Demon God Palace, don't you give an explanation? Or do you really think that my demon clan will not dare to go to war?" asked another demon clan in a strong cold voice.