As soon as these words came out, the white light in front of Bakda suddenly flashed violently, and then, in an instant, it was like an afterimage, slowly fading and thinning. At the same time, as the white light gradually faded, a vague figure slowly appeared within it.

Every time the white light fades a point, the figure becomes clearer and clearer, and every time the white light becomes thinner, the outline of the figure becomes more and more detailed.

This person is not short, about 1.8 meters tall, but his waist is as thick as a bucket, and he is a typical fat man.

The fat man's skin is a little dark, the kind of bronze that only appears after years of exposure to the sun. The fat man's body is particularly fat, and at a glance, the fat belly is like a squeezed balloon, extremely soft. The fat man's facial features, like his body shape, are ugly and ugly.

The eyebrows are as thin as a woman's, and the eyes are small as if they have been cut with a carving knife, and you can only see two thin slits and the only glimmer of light in the slit, if you don't look carefully, you can't see that the glimmer of light is the eyes.

The nose is completely collapsed, there is no bridge at all, and it is too small to look very awkward. The only organ on the fat man's face that can be seen is his mouth. However, because his lips are so thin, no matter how you look at it, it makes people feel mean.

It's incredible that when these organs that can't be called beautiful appear on the fat man's face with a unique layout, they make people have an indescribable sense of beauty on the whole, and the combination is so perfect, the more you look at it, the more people will feel that this fat man is delicate and cute, and he will not feel ugly.

This is the first impression this person gives to Buckda and Juggernaut, cute, ordinary. But soon, the two of them invariably erased this impression from the bottom of their hearts. Because it can't be the truth, it's just an illusion, an illusion. The two of them would not believe that the fat man who suddenly appeared in front of them would be an ordinary person.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to block Bhakda's trick countless times in an instant, not to mention that after the fat man appeared, the fat body had been suspended in mid-air and motionless like them, without any support under his feet. Therefore, there is no doubt that he is definitely a terrifying Sacred Domain powerhouse.

As soon as they thought of this, although Bakda and the Sword Saint were shocked in their hearts, when did there be an unknown Sacred Domain powerhouse in the Lanfa Continent, but once they accepted this matter, the two of them quickly regained their calm.

Although the powerhouses of the Sacred Domain are rare, after all, the World Realm is so big, the history of the Lanfa Continent is so long, and the life of the powerhouses of the Sacred Domain is unlimited, so they can still accept one or two hidden Sacred Domain powerhouses. The previous surprise was just because the sudden appearance of the fat man surprised the two of them.

However, they quickly regained their composure, but Balk, who heard Bakda's silent question, was far less recovering than the two of them. Moreover, instead of regaining his composure, as soon as Balk heard Bhakda's words, he jerked his head up, recovered from the shock caused by Wuqi, and looked at the sky for the first time.

At first, Balk only felt that the white light in front of Bakda was a little dazzling, and he didn't see any clues at all, and his heart was even more confused, and he couldn't help but muttered to himself in his heart: Uncle, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly stop attacking and not continue to launch the Meteor Spike? Could it be that your strength is so strong, are you still afraid that this unknown white light will not succeed?

However, when he saw the white light dissipate and the figure of the fat man he was so familiar with appeared, Balk's inner incomprehension and confusion immediately turned into deep fear and consternation in an instant. At the same time, Balk's body suddenly shuddered uncontrollably, and he took three steps back in a row before he staggered and regained his footing.

But while standing firm, his heart suddenly rose to his throat, his face was like the snow in winter, instantly pale, and his chest was like a bellows opened, constantly rising and falling, as if he had just finished dozens of days of travel day and night, snorting and breathing. ...,

At the same time, while panting, Balk slowly raised his hand, subconsciously pointed at the fat man, and said in a trembling voice: "Uncle...... Uncle! he ...... He...... He's ...... Pendant...... ......"

At this moment, the fat man in the sky above seemed to hear Balk's words, and after gently bowing his head and glancing at Balk, the corners of his mouth immediately lifted slightly, revealing a very friendly smile, and said, "It turned out to be you." ”

As soon as these words came out, Balk had plucked up the courage to remind Bakda of the second half of the sentence, but he was immediately forced to swallow it back into his stomach while his body trembled. He didn't dare to make even the slightest sound, he didn't even dare to raise his head again, and while quickly avoiding the fat man's gaze, Balk's heart suddenly rose with stronger and stronger timidity.

But at this moment, just as Balk had already made a decision in his heart to abandon the war and lead his army to withdraw, Bakda's voice suddenly sounded in his ears. However, it's not the voice but the voice: the nephew. Do you know him? Who the hell is he? Tell me.

Balk frowned slightly, a wry smile suddenly appeared on his face, he retreated, slowly transmitted, and replied: Uncle. Let's withdraw. We have no hope of winning this battle, so come down and withdraw with me. Their purpose is not to kill us. So, I think as long as we withdraw immediately, everyone will be fine.

When Bakda heard this, his face was still expressionless, but he was taken aback in his heart, and hurriedly passed on his voice in confusion and asked, "Run, why do you want to run?" nephew. You don't have confidence in your uncle's strength?

Not without faith. Uncle, you don't know how terrible this fat man's strength is.

How terrifying can it be? Could it be stronger than the two old guys Dou Sheng and Sword Saint combined?

This one...... The nephew is not clear.

Hmph, since it's not clear, it's impossible to be sure. Tell your uncle who he really is. Nephew, you have to have faith in your uncle, who hasn't done his best yet. As long as this fat man's strength is not stronger than that of Dou Sheng and Sword Saint combined, Uncle can guarantee you 100% that he will definitely kill him in front of you.

Really, uncle, you ...... Are you really that sure?

Of course. When did Uncle lie to you.

As soon as these words came out, Balk's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the whole person immediately seemed to have taken a reassuring pill, a lot more relaxed, and the fear on his face became less and less, and became lighter and lighter.

After another second, Balk took a deep breath, finally stopped being afraid, and calmly said to Bhakda: Uncle. His name is Perrault, and that's the guy I mentioned to you.

Strange godfather?

Right.

It turned out to be him.

Hearing this, Bacda nodded slowly, and while muttering to himself in his heart, the calm color on his face finally became natural, and he smiled softly at Perrault and said, "It turned out to be you." ”

"Oh, do you know me?" Perrault asked subconsciously when he heard this, a look of surprise suddenly flashed on his face.

At this moment, although Perrault's expression looked very surprised, he was still a little happy in his heart, and subconsciously muttered: I can't imagine that thousands of years have passed, and someone can still know me? That's fine, since the other party has already known my name, then it will be easier to let the other party withdraw from the army.

As soon as he thought of this, Perrault's face suddenly changed from undisguised surprise to more and more smugness, and the corners of his mouth were raised, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Seeing this, Bakda immediately snorted coldly, and replied in a cold tone: "Aren't you the godfather of Wuqi." Of course I know. ”

Hearing this, the smugness on Perrault's face suddenly disappeared.

He shook his head in disappointment, sighed lightly, and said, "Alas...... I thought you really knew who I was. It turned out that it was just a little bit of Zhilu Dao.

Forget it, I'm in a good mood today, so I don't blame you. As long as you take the following group of shrimp soldiers and crabs to retreat now, and hand over my godson's master, I will let you live. Otherwise, don't blame my men for being ruthless. Boy, do you hear that?"

Brat!?

Bakda was stunned for a moment, the other party's age was obviously younger than his own, and he even dared to call himself a brat! This was obviously the tone of the elders to the juniors. Although the opponent had blocked all his attacks brilliantly before, and his strength made him very jealous, Bacda really couldn't accept Perrault's tone. ...,

Hearing this, Bakda's face immediately turned blue with anger. At the same time, his heart sank suddenly, and after glancing at Perrault with a gloomy face, he didn't say anything, he immediately raised the spear, and his body suddenly flickered without warning, turning into an incredibly fast black man, carrying a fierce wind, and attacking directly in front of Perrault's body with amazing momentum.

This scene happened too fast. From Perrault's voice landing to Bhakda's inner anger and instant change in expression, to Bhakda's full strength and once again performing the famous stunt "Meteor Spike" of the way of balance, everything happened almost only in an instant.

It wasn't until Bacda's trick was like thunder again, and the speed was so fast that it was forced in front of Perrault, so that the other party could no longer avoid it, and then finally spoke, snorted disdainfully, and said: "Don't be ashamed!

As soon as these words came out, he clearly saw that it was densely packed, as if countless meteors had descended, and the Sword Saint who was once again overwhelmingly attacked, suddenly turned pale again, and his heartbeat, which had just returned to normal, accelerated several times again.

At the same time, the forehead of the Juggernaut immediately saw sweat. Although he was not sure whether he could escape from this crisis, his arm reached out in an instant, grabbed Perrault's clothes, and made a gesture to shake his body and leave here with Perot to avoid the blow.

However, at the moment when his figure had just become blurred, Perrault gently knocked off his arm and said to him in his heart: It's okay. Then, Perrault immediately waved his hands in front of him as fast as lightning, turning into countless phantoms, not afraid of the terrifying power of the "Meteor Spike", and directly confronted the actual one.

At the same time, Perot was not only not afraid in his heart, but even his gaze did not change in the slightest. Even, when the "Meteor Spike" approached him infinitely and knocked down the arm of the Sword Saint, Perrault couldn't help but sigh in disappointment at Bacda in front of him and shook his head.

Then, the corners of Perrault's mouth suddenly twitched, and then his trademark smile was revealed again, and he said unhurriedly: "If you don't say the right word, you have to draw your sword." Boy, it looks like you've lived to be a pig for so many years. My old man will reluctantly discipline and discipline you for your parents today!"