Deng Xiao looks up to the sky and laughs. Is it hard for him to deal with a small dark warrior? And the wounded dark warrior. "I don't need weapons. Attack." With his hands on his back, he held his head high and looked at the dark warrior with great pride. It didn't look like he was going to be beaten, it was more like reviewing the troops.

"I don't want weapons for a fair fight." The dark warrior foolishly threw the sword aside, as if he was bullying Deng Xiao when he was fighting with his sword. However, he was facing a super pervert. His hands were folded, and...