The sword of fighting is broken

On the ruined square, the light curtain at this time has reached the point where it cannot be any weaker. There is no thick electric arc, only a faint purple light flickering.

Greed is the nature of human beings. When Yitian led the giant ape away from the square, many people had quietly started to seize the treasure, but because of the power of the giant ape, they did not dare to act rashly for the time being. After the appearance of the sixth elder, The entanglement with the giant ape made them feel that the time was ripe and it was time to seize the treasure, so they all rushed towards the faint light curtain with fiery eyes.

Without the threat of the electric arc, everyone even attacked the light curtain unscrupulously. Under the continuous attacks, the light curtain became dimmer, and everyone looked at the scroll in the light curtain, breathing more and more heavily.

Holding the epee, Ling Xiaopang slashed fiercely on the light curtain. Unlike others, his eyes were not fixed on the scroll, but more on the top monster crystal nucleus under the light curtain.

"Those are all treasures!" Ling Xiaopang's saliva flowed out.

Ling Xiaopang was originally a restless master. Although he has experienced too much recently, he has become a little calm, but human nature can't be changed at will. When he saw a large group of people rushing to the dim The light curtain, when he couldn't wait to destroy the light curtain, he couldn't help it, and rushed over.

"Because of this so-called treasure, I almost lost my life. If I don't go to get some interest, I am sorry for Brother Guo's life-saving grace, and I am even more sorry for myself!"

Ling Xiaopang stared at the things inside the light curtain, his eyes became more and more fiery, and the strength of the epee in his hand became stronger.

"Idol! I finally saw you again, God, I'm so touched!"

An extremely excited voice came from beside Ling Xiaopang, and before Ling Xiaopang turned his head back, a big fat man rushed up and held Ling Xiaopang's hand tightly.

Ling Xiaopang was a little puzzled, but when he turned his head to look, he was taken aback.

"Brother, are you talking to me?" Ling Xiaopang asked weakly. The person in front of him looked really unflattering. He was less than 1.7 meters tall but weighed nearly [-] catties. Looking at it, it was a globe, with fat hands grasping his body, Ling Xiaopang felt disgusted.

"Yeah." Seeing the idol talking to him, the fat man nodded sharply, his face was full of excitement, and he squinted his eyes and said happily: "Little brother Xiaopang, I have met the idol, dare to ask the idol's name?"

"Xiao Pang?" Ling Xiaopang looked this dear friend up and down. Where did the word "small" come from? Compared with him, his figure is simply incomparable. Ling Xiaopang doubted his parents for the first time. Foresight and wisdom, I obviously have a 'perfect body', how to give myself a name like 'Little Fatty', what a great tragedy!

I have a famous name in my life, unparalleled painting skills, and although I don't look like a romantic and handsome man, he is also a good-looking and handsome talent. How can he bear the name 'Ling Xiaopang' on his back!

"Sigh..." Ling Xiaopang let out a long sigh, feeling a little dull, born from parents and accepted by parents, let's accept fate!Ling Xiaopang shook his head, making Xiaopang next to him puzzled.

"Idol, are you okay!"

"It's okay, but can you let go of your hands first, this looks too glassy!" Ling Xiaopang felt a shiver as he was grasped by fat hands, and suddenly remembered that Yitian had treated him in a similar situation. The word 'glass' that I said, can't help but blurt out.

"What is glass?" Fatty didn't let go of his hand, but clenched it even tighter, looking at Ling Xiaopang with admiration.

Ling Xiaopang finally realized Yitian's feeling of being held tightly by his hand at that time, but he knew that Yitian's mood at that time was definitely not as good as his at this time... want to vomit, After all, he thinks he looks pretty good.And the fat guy in front of him just stared at him "affectionately", making himself feel so embarrassing.Ling Xiaopang shuddered suddenly, oh my god, please help me!

"Brother, don't you think it's really indecent for a big man like you to hold on to my innocent little boy's hand?" Ling Xiaopang began to understand the meaning of the word 'glass'.

"Hey!" Fatty let go of his hand, then remembered something, and asked, "Idol, you haven't told me your name yet!"

Ling Xiaopang hesitated for a moment, then said: "My name is Ling Xiaopang, but..."

"Little Fatty, Xiaopang, oh my god, idol, you see we are so... fateful!" The fat man interrupted Ling Xiaopang's words and shouted, his body full of fat trembled as he danced and danced. Seeing Ling Xiaopang and the surrounding people who were attacking the light curtain, they were disgusted, a fat pig was dancing, probably not many people know how to appreciate it!

fate?Ape dung is real!Ling Xiaopang's face twitched violently, and he didn't know what expression his elder brother would have when he saw this fat man?

"By the way, fat man, why do you call me an idol?" Ling Xiaopang was very confused. Although it feels good to be admired by someone, it also depends on who is worshiped. Just this fat man is really unsightly. I don't know what he worships, but Ling Xiaopang is a little curious.

"Don't you remember, when you faced the gorilla that everyone was afraid of, you were not afraid at all, and instead drew your bow and arrow to go straight for the gorilla's eyes, that action is really cool!" The fat man couldn't wait after he finished speaking He took out a broken bow and arrow to imitate Ling Xiaopang's movements at that time, but the originally cool movements looked nondescript in his hands, which made everyone laugh.

"Stop, stop, stop" Ling Xiaopang's face was full of black lines, and if he let this fat man continue to perform, I'm afraid his fame in his life would be ruined in an instant.

"How is it, idol, how do I feel with this movement?" Hearing the idol call to stop, the fat man couldn't wait to stop and listen to the instruction.

Uh, Ling Xiaopang hesitated to speak, and wailed in his heart: I was really defeated by this fat man today!

"Fatty, I think you are only around the level of Dou Ling. How did you come here?" Ling Xiaopang changed the topic. With a cultivation base, how can he get down into the abyss if he doesn't know how to transform his fighting spirit into wings?

"Come here! Is it possible to fly here? I can't fly." The fat man took it for granted.

"Then how did you pass through the abyss, the monsters there are not vegetarians!" Ling Xiaopang was a little surprised, there was something wrong with this fat man.

"What abyss? What monster? I came here by a small road, and the road is full of sweet wild fruits. I have never eaten such delicious fruits when I grow up!" The fat man swallowed his saliva, very Close your eyes with enjoyment.

Ling Xiaopang has black lines on his face! ! !