"You want to use our little sister to distract our attention? You people from the Nine Mainland are all despicable; you think we will believe you?"
The two brothers shouted. They drew their weapons when they reached him.
The two brothers' weapons were the Raksasa Tribe's White Bone Long Blade that could release a dark and cold aura.
"Since both of you insist on being stubborn, don't blame me then." Darryl sighed; he was frustrated.
'Those Raksasa Tribe men are just foolish and dumb!'
"Young man, stop pretending in front of us. I warned you earlier not to come in here to die, but you refused to listen. So, don't blame us for being cruel." At that moment, Feud was furious too.
When he said the last sentence, Feud roared at Darryl. "Sh*t! You want to die? I shall let you then…"
Bang!
Feud's internal energy exploded again. In his hand, the White Bone Long Blade struck an attractive white ray like a scalded dragon; it slashed fiercely toward Darryl.
Melody did not hesitate when she saw that; she threw her sword at Darryl.
Darryl grabbed the sword tightly and went toward the attack without any doubt.
Bang!
The next second, the sword in Darryl's hand crashed against Feud's long blade. The two weapons hit each other and generated huge sparks. Then, Feud fell a dozen steps backward from the impact; his face darkened.
Darryl, however, did not move a single inch.
Sh*t!
Feud was incredibly furious; he was also shocked. 'That guy looked so ordinary, but he is so powerful!'
Woody, who was beside him, furrowed his brows too. He observed Darryl and grumbled inwardly. 'Is this guy really Melody's master? But why have we not heard of him before this?'
"Let's attack together!"
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