Chapter 7 (1/2)

”Look at you? You can't attack the spell. How can you fight people? I'll... WOW!” Debbie vomited for a while and continued to say to Ye Chui, ”I'd better come.”

”How can you come when you vomit like this?” Ye Chui said with some sweat.

”It doesn't matter. I'm used to vomit.” Debbie said firmly. She noticed that Kerry, who fell in the wreckage of the carriage, stood up again with an angry face. She continued to hold the handle of the giant sword with both hands and was ready to continue to use her unique skills.

Ye Chui quickly grabbed her shoulder and pulled her behind him: ”take a break first. I can't hold it. Will you come back then?”

”Are you really good?” Debbie looked at Ye Chui suspiciously.

”Don't worry, I'm sure.” while talking, Kerry came over angrily. There was a deep mark on the chest of his black iron armor, which was naturally caused by Debbie just now. He reached out to touch the sword mark on his chest, and his eyes were about to open.

Busca asked anxiously, ”Kerry, do you... Do you mind?”

”I'm fine, but they... Don't want to leave alive today!” Kerry's hands holding the long sword began to tremble because of anger. The armor on his body is genuine, and he can't buy it if he wants to buy it. He will be awarded a set only when he becomes the guard of the city Lord. Moreover, the city Lord doesn't care about repairing it. Now a sword has been cut, and the crystal stones are exposed

Ye Chui felt the deadly threat. He gently pushed away Debbie. One hand had gone deep into the bag he was carrying, but his eyes looked at Kerry fearlessly: ”your next opponent is me!”

Well, poss is so handsome

”Everyone is the same. I haven't been so angry for a long time!” Kerry said ferociously and walked over step by step

Everyone around could feel a suffocating breath from Kerry. He was completely angry. They subconsciously sweated for ye Chui. They didn't know how the young magician would deal with the angry level-4 swordsman.

They looked at Ye Chui, and then saw Ye Chui calmly tear away the bag in his hand, take out something from it, the size of a ballpoint pen, tear it away with a grin, and throw it at Kerry.

Kerry just felt that as soon as the dark shadow flew in front of him, he acted very quickly. With a whoosh, he stretched out his hand and grabbed such a thing in his hand. He grinned: ”you want to attack me? Not so...”

”Bang!”