Chapter 163 (1/2)

Everyone is hung with color, blood dripping looks terrible.

Ivy still decided to join, because the mercenaries usually have 30 people in each team, and there is no reduction in combat. It seems to be quite reliable.

For groups, encountering a Warcraft attack is a matter of luck, while fighting without losing staff is a matter of ability.

”Brothers, can I join you?”

”No One of them is a triangular eye cold channel.

”We are a regular team, and we have enough staff. This brother is very considerate.” Another older middle-aged man explained.

Ha ha, these two words were swallowed into the stomach.

It is because he is too abrupt. In the dangerous jungle, a single mercenary can not receive trust, especially the tacit understanding team of the other party.

He said nothing more and nodded and left.

Ivy went far away, and the team was still talking about him.

”This guy, where did he come from? It can't be the spies sent by other teams?”

”I don't think so. Judging from the details of his behavior, this man doesn't have much experience as a field mercenary, especially in team cooperation...”

”Should be a lone ranger, not weak?”

”And you know that?”

”The weak are all dead. Don't trust luck too much. Luck can save you once, and the remaining 99 times are up to you. ”

”Yes, we sun mercenaries...”

Ivy found a big tree, leaned on it, took off his shoes, poured some fine stone chips, and rubbed his swollen feet and legs.

He suddenly fell to the side, just to avoid a snake biting him.

Like an arrow, the snake flew out of the crown above the slope and bit into the trunk of the tree.

Ivy swung his right hand, and an arc of silver light cut the snake from his neck.

The falling body was writhing wildly on the ground. Ivy got up and left for fear of getting blood all over his body.

”Worm!”

Suddenly, a sad cry came from the crown of the tree,

”you killed my insects, I will fight with you!”

A big man with a fox skin skirt at his waist, with a fierce air, waved a stone axe to drive the majestic local magic atmosphere, and smashed him hard with his head and face.

If this one smashes solid, keep him to become a lump of flesh and blood excrement, even Warcraft will not eat.

Ai Wei Bao's life is the first. He uses wind magic to escape. His feet are strong, and he can't flash across his side. His body has lost his balance and falls back to the big man.

In a hurry, he waved his hand to chop, and only had time to add a simple blade magic.

The sword was quick and sharp, and the angle was sharp. The big man's upper arm was scratched.

A burst of blood, a good big hole, a centimeter deep.

Sleeping trough!

Is this guy's muscles all rock?

It should not be. The rock is not so hard!

The big man felt the pain. He stepped back two steps and opened his posture. He was ready for a new round of attack.

His whole body is as cast in iron and bronze, emitting the light of metal.

Combined with his previous native magic affinity, Ivy speculated that this guy should be refined from the earth magic gold magic forging body, such a way.

But this is not the time to study this.

Whoever wants to kill me, I'll kill him!

The head of the venomous snake that attacked him was still gnawing at the trunk, and it was still some time before it died.

The big tree withered to the naked eye. It was so poisonous.