The stick flew from afar, and then struck lightly on the massive lightsaber.

Something wonderful happened, such a terrifying lightsaber was knocked into nothingness after being lightly struck with a wooden stick.

Such a terrifying lightsaber is no longer in the starry sky.

In the starry sky, a voice exploded: "Who dares to bully my brother!"

Countless people heard the reputation and wanted to see what kind of master it was.

A short and chubby figure flew from the distance of the starry sky, his eyes were small, only a slit was left when he narrowed, and the whole person looked even more ...... Wretched.

Yechen also opened his eyes, and looked at the acquaintance who suddenly appeared in disbelief: Brother Dou.

Little fat bean brother.

Why did this guy suddenly appear in the starry sky, and he still appeared on this battlefield appropriately.

Of course, Yechen didn't believe it when he was killed, the blow just now was related to the little fat man.

The wooden stick in the starry sky moved again, knocking far away at the position in the depths of the universe, and seemed to fall gently, but after the blow just now, everyone knew the horror of this wooden stick.

Is there a god to be killed?

Countless hearts trembled, especially those of the dark and light camps, whose belief was that of the gods, whose supremacy had been deeply imprinted in their hearts......

"Enough!" In the distance, a voice sounded, and then a man with eight pairs of wings appeared on his back, and the man's entire body shone with a dazzling white light, making it impossible to see his appearance.

As his fingers pointed, a milky white light slashed at the earth-gray stick, sending it flying back.

In the starry sky, a voice exploded: "Lancelot, you bastard, haven't you bright camp always emphasized glory and challenge? ”

Countless people subconsciously widened their eyes, especially the people in the Light Camp, who were even more excited after hearing this voice.

Lancelot, it turned out to be Lancelot.

That is a powerful high-ranking god, sitting on the starry sky battlefield, and is the deputy commander of the entire battlefield, because the existence of a few of their super strong people makes the human race stop in the starry sky and cannot enter the starry sky battlefield. Among the higher gods, he is also a master of numbers.

Then people looked into the distance. Who in the Terran dares to directly argue with Lancelot? must be a ruthless person.

Yechen looked at the little fat man beside him and said strangely, "Why are you here?" ”

"Come and help you!" said the little fat man, "My bastard master received an order, and heard that you were in trouble, so we rushed here, and fortunately we caught up." ”

"Your master?" Yechen looked at the little fat man in disbelief and said, "It was your master who made the shot just now?"

The terrifying power made Yechen feel uneasy now, this obscene little fat man, it seems that he hugged a thigh.

"Oh, it's that old bastard. The little fat man pointed into the distance.

In the starry sky, there was an even fatter man coming, he was fat like a ball, and his fat head and big ears were almost squeezed into the ball of flesh by a body of fat.

This is a fatter and more lewd person than a little fat man.

When Shi Lingsheng saw this old man, he showed a very happy expression on his face, and hurriedly bowed and said, "The younger generation meets the fat lord!"

When the rest of the others heard this, they also bowed and said, "Meet the fat lord!"

Yechen's heart trembled slightly, although he had already highly estimated the strength of the little fat master, but he didn't expect that this guy with a fat head as big as a fat pig was still a venerable and was given the title of zun.

This little fat man, what a good luck, he actually hugged such a big leg, it seems that he can cross the planet in the future.

Yechen had a lot of doubts in his heart, but now Yechen chose to shut up. Yechen knew that with the advent of the fat lord and the existence of the other party's name Lancelot, a little person like himself could no longer speak.

In the starry sky, the two were looking at each other.

Fat Zun and Lancelot are far apart.

"Bastard, what kind of heroes are the Yin people behind you, don't you want the glory of your bright camp?"

Lancelot said slowly: "You are wrong, I let people shoot, not to kill Yechen, but to see who is coming from the human race, even if no one makes a move, it will not really kill Yechen." We are in the camp of light, and we regard glory as more important than life. ”

Lancelot's voice was very good, with an inherently convincing power, and countless masters of the Light Camp showed expressions that were indeed so.

"Hypocrisy!" the Terrans were very disgusted by Lancelot's performance.

Yechen's forehead even subconsciously appeared three black lines, are these people in the dark light camp all idiots? usually shrewd to death, but now they actually believe this Lancelot's sophistry.

Yechen absolutely believes that if it weren't for the fat venerable, he would definitely be killed, if he really just wanted the human race to make a move, what are you hiding your head and tail for?

"Hahaha, it's really hypocritical enough!" Fat Zun sneered, "Lao Tzu wants to tell you today on behalf of the Terran that if a god dares to deal with Yechen, our Terran masters will dispatch the whole army to kill everyone left in the starry sky battlefield!"

It is obvious that the light camp is not ready to meet the attack of the whole human race, it is not that the light camp is afraid of the human race, on the contrary, the light camp has the power to suppress the human race, but many masters of the light camp stay in the light world to cultivate, and there are not many masters here at all.

Lancelot couldn't see any expression on his face, and said lightly: "I, naturally, obey the challenge of honor." As a god, you must not interfere with the duel between the divine envoys and Yechen, Fat Zun, what do you say?"

Fat Zun sneered and said: "Of course, if you send a pseudo-god to kill Yechen, it is because he is not good at learning, and we will admit it, but if there is a god to make a move, I want his life!"

Then, the two of them set their eyes in the direction of the dark camp, and in the dark camp, no one made a sound, but it represented acquiescence.

Something so big happened, the masters of the Terran and the light camp came, and the dark camp had no reason not to send masters, just hiding in the dark.

"Yechen, can you fight?" said Fei Zun, "Do you want to wait for three days?" ”

"No!" Yechen said, "If you want to challenge, you can continue to come up." ”

Fat Zun nodded, and then sat motionless in the air, and Lancelot also stood quietly in the void, acquiescing to the rules of the duel.

The masters of the light camp and the dark camp in the crowd, you look at me, I look at you, no one really dares to step forward to challenge Yechen.

Lancelot's face became a little ugly.

Suddenly, a hoarse and ethereal voice sounded in the starry sky: "The smell of wonderful blood......"

This voice seems to come from all directions, there is no response, but it seems to resound directly in the depths of people's souls, making it impossible to refuse.

The faces of those who heard this voice could not help but change greatly.

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