After all, if this fat man had always been so timid and afraid, I am afraid that he would have been killed eight hundred times by someone with a heart, how could he still make trouble in front of the sword demon?

And this fat man's eyes are so weird......

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Zhao immediately raised the alert level in his heart, and at the same time looked at the fat man's appearance for the first time.

If you look at it so closely, you can see that your wariness just now is not for nothing. The appearance of this fat wolf bèi before completely concealed the strong impression that he could leave by his dress.

The fat man himself is white and fat, with a simple appearance, not very eye-catching, but on his fat right wrist, the string of Buddha beads, the jade wrench on his thumb, the slightly tight-fitting lake-colored robe on his body, and even the moire thin-soled fast boots on his feet, are all faint and not ordinary.

The so-called wealth is not exposed, like him wearing a precious magic weapon to swagger through the market, without a little ability, how can he live to this day?

This fat man said at least seventeen or eighteen because, when Yang Zhao was impatient, he said dryly: "My junior brother has already gone back to report the news, if you dare to kill me, he will spread the matter to the whole world, so that you will not live in peace!"

This time, the Sword Demon didn't smile anymore, and Yang Zhao's face began to be solemn.

The funny atmosphere on the sea was swept away, and the fat man seemed to be a little uncomfortable, looking at the sword demon in a daze.

In the middle of the night, the sword demon's condensed face suddenly unfolded, revealing a big smiling face.

"Your junior brother?"

The fat man obviously sensed that something was wrong, but he still maintained his previous attitude, and his fat face was full of confusion.

But the next moment. The sea roared again, and the water column soared almost ten feet into the sky, and exploded in all directions, and in such a sound, all the disguises of the fat man were washed away.

A figure popped out of the water column and fell on the sea, because of the extremely high bullet speed, it bounced down seven or eight times in succession on the sea, like a drifter, before it slowed down and landed not far from the fat man's feet.

The man struggled a few times on the surface of the sea. I couldn't even float on the sea. After a few grunts, there was no roof.

Isn't this his junior brother who just escaped?

Surprise flashed on the fat man's fat face, and then all the slippery and fearful winds were like a galley wind blowing through the clouds. All dissipated.

In the end, there was something between the eyebrows. There is only calmness and steadiness that can be taken care of.

"Original. In the old immortal cave, there is another one!"

The fat man finished speaking in a deep voice, and there was a slight force on his feet. stepped on the seawater, and the junior disciple who had just sunk seemed to be supported by an invisible palm, and floated up again.

Then he shook his sleeves, slipped down something that seemed to be silk, unfolded it in the wind, and inserted it between the sea and his brother like a spirit, and floated it on the surface of the sea.

The Sword Demon looked the fat man up and down with interest, nodded and said, "It's rare that a character like you can pull down your face to make a living as a clown, and this method of avoiding reality and fiction also makes it beautiful." However, since you can make the Magic Clock, and you think you are also a person with a head and a face, why haven't I heard of you as the number one person before?"

This is also something strange to Yang Zhao, and he is also very interested in knowing.

However, seeing the sword demon asking, the fat man suddenly showed his face again, and said with a smile: "Old fairy, you are too polite, what are you avoiding the real and attacking the false, too elegant! At most, it can be regarded as luring the snake out of the hole." It's just that I really didn't expect that you had been in the polar world for a while, and even changed your habit of living alone, and even found an old wife, miscalculated, really miscalculated. ”

This guy still slyly refuses to reveal his identity, and he carries a gun and a stick in his words, which makes people not annoyed. Yang Zhao saw that the old face of the Sword Demon was already an iron-blue color, and just behind the fat man, there was another cold snort.

Yang Zhao's eyes rolled, and he saw a majestic figure emerging from the sea, only to see the strange blue-gray skin, he sighed in his heart.

"It's so unlucky, it's a sword shadow!"

In the Arctic Night Sky Battle, the sword shadow had already succumbed to the phantom, but then the person made a scene, and the demon took advantage of the chaos to escape, but he didn't expect to come to the side of the sword demon again, and was scolded by the fat man.

Yang Zhao was sure that if he was in the position of the Sword Demon and the Sword Shadow, for his own calculations, he would never let anyone escape. He had let go of his fantasies and was ready for the next escape journey.

The fat man never looked back, but he didn't know what means he used, the back of his head seemed to have eyes, and his face showed genuine surprise accordingly.

"Is ......it the Phantom Lady? Misunderstanding!"

This sound was really long and miserable, and it was devastating, and these people on the sea all heard the desperate tone.

However, the scream did not stop, and the fat body of the fat man suddenly spun in place like a top, and the whole body was soon blurred in the high-speed rotation.

No one understands what this is all about.

Just when everyone was stunned, the already blurred figure suddenly activated, and slammed straight into the sword demon in front of him.

Maybe things are a little weird, but what kind of wind and waves haven't the sword demon passed? He laughed, and he didn't see any momentum, and suddenly a big wave rolled up in front of him, and he slapped against the figure.

There was a big bang, and the fat man's figure suffocated in the huge waves, but in the end he still drilled through it, and still rushed up unrelentingly.

"Interesting!"

The sword demon stretched out his long sword, the void grabbed, and the zero qi was condensed, even here in Yang Zhao, he could also feel the zero qi vortex, with that Kunpeng sword as the core, it was violently turbulent.

And what's even more terrifying is that such a sword intent vibration is almost integrated with this boundless sea, and in a trance, Yang Zhao can't tell whether this is the heaven and earth aura moving, or the sea moving.

Yang Zhao really gasped, he found that he still underestimated this sword demon.

If he was in the polar region that day, the sword demon could use such a method, I am afraid that no matter how many tricks the phantom has, he will not be able to stop him.

Really...... At the beginning, the Sword Demon was just acting, but now he is more like a death!

No matter how cunning the fat man is, he can't erase the gap in absolute strength, his body seems to have hit a huge wall, and the huge wall turned into the mouth of a fierce beast in an instant, and the sword qi edges are staggered up and down, as if thousands of white waves are rolling away.

In a series of tooth-aching body tearing sounds, the fat man lost weight twice, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.

But at this time, whether it was the Sword Demon, the Sword Shadow, or Yang Zhao, their brows were all furrowed: "That's not right!"

The eyes of the three of them were almost simultaneously on the original junior brother who did not know whether he was alive or dead, but it was faster than their eyes, and the figure that had been lying on the silk mat like mud suddenly bounced up and flew out towards the land to the west.

Yang Zhao could see very clearly that the figure of that junior brother had already turned into a fat man at this time.

I don't know when he came to such a big move. And what's even more odious is that while the fat man is fleeing quickly, he still has time to shout: "Third junior brother, the wind is tight, huh!" (to be continued......