It’s getting harder and harder to be a villain these days

Logically speaking, he could dodge this whip.

But just now, in order to protect Xueer, he rushed over at a speed exceeding the limit, causing serious internal injuries in his body. Now it is extremely painful to move, and he has no extra strength to dodge.

However, just when Ah Hei was about to be hit in the face by the opponent's magic weapon, the Reverse Scale Whip, a hand suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

It was an extremely white hand that looked like it would bleed if touched, but while it looked extremely weak, it also gave people an indescribable sense of strength.

This sense of power was so shocking that Kurd was shocked on the spot.

"Who are you!"

He was very surprised at this moment.

Because he has never seen anyone able to grasp his reverse scale whip with one hand.

You must know that this reverse scale whip is a rare magic weapon, or it can be said to be a magic weapon.

In short, this kind of rare weapon is far more powerful than ordinary weapons, and even high-level magic weapons can allow you to leapfrog and challenge masters who are stronger than yourself.

For example, the reverse scale whip in Kurd's hand is very powerful. It is covered with dense scales. When the whip is struck on human flesh, the huge force will make the skin of the person embedded in the scales. Hook it down, and when the whip is about to be retracted, the meat will be pulled off at once.

Just now, Ah Hei used his body to resist the reverse scale whip. The guy's body type is very durable at first glance, and he may also have some talent.

But this hand seems to be thin and tender, but it can actually grasp the reverse scale whip with one hand?

"This power!"

Ah Hei also looked at Vickrey in surprise.

He didn't get the feeling from the beginning that Weekley was a strong character.

In fact, I also vaguely felt that a knight like him who likes actual combat can easily sense the aura of others.

Ah Hei could feel that Weekley's aura was unusual, but it was just extraordinary. He was still surprised that Weekley could grab Kurd's reverse scale whip with one hand.

That kind of power is far beyond what ordinary people can possess.

Even though he is a wizard in appearance, behavior and all aspects, he actually has the power to rival a knight.

In other words, Weekly is by no means an ordinary wizard, but a more powerful wizard.

Only wizards who are strong enough can compete with ordinary knights.

Kurd looked up along the white arm and found that it was Vickery who had never said a word from the beginning to the end.

He didn't pay much attention to Vickrey from the beginning, because his eyes were always on Ah Hei and Xue'er, and he didn't even pay attention to what kind of character Vickrey was.

Because he subconsciously believed that Vickery was no threat to him.

Kurd's ability to use his family is really great. He never judges the strength of others, because even if he does, it is useless. In the end, the entire city of Art is still his father's world.

"You bastard, what the hell are you doing!"

Kurd finally began to look squarely at Weekley. At least in his eyes, Weekley was no longer a small role that could be manipulated casually.

It's a master who can even surprise him. His strength may be far superior to Ah Hei!

Chapter 306

"who are you?"

Kurd looked at the man in front of him sharply.

He has never seen such a presence in Art City.

He had also met the chief mage in Art City.

Although the chief mage is a big figure that is not easy for ordinary people to meet, for him, Kurd, he can be regarded as someone who can be seen whenever he wants.

The handsome young man in front of him obviously possesses extremely powerful strength, almost on par with the chief mage, but he is not the chief mage of Art City at all.

Kurd realized one thing the moment he saw Weekley take action to block his confident blow.

That's Art City, and it seems like a great guy has arrived.

Being able to block his own attack with one hand, only a few people in this city can do it.

Among those who can do it, most of them are knights, and a small number are wizards like Weekley.

Among those wizards, only his father, the Lord of Art City, and the chief wizard who lived in the Lord's Hall could achieve the level of Vickrey.

Now there was an extra Vickrey, which made Kurd subconsciously frown.

In this situation, Vickery was clearly on the side of Ah Hei and Xue'er. If Vickery wanted to deal with him, he would not even have the chance to fight back.

The Kurds are arrogant, but they are by no means a fool.

In this border city where people come and go, where people come and go, if he had been as arrogant as he just showed.

Even if he was the son of the lord of Art City, he would have been discovered long ago as a killer with no martial ethics at all, and he would have been killed on the road when he was out playing one day.

Even though the Kurds usually appear to be very arrogant, they avoid three kinds of people in Art City.

One is his father, and the important figure in the city lord's hall who is his father's right-hand man.

The other type is those sons of powerful people who have the same status as him, whether they are local or foreign, he will try not to provoke them.

There is another kind, those individuals who are very powerful.

That's right, Kurd is not stupid at all. On the contrary, he is relatively smart. Otherwise, he would not have thought of using the owner of Amei Hotel to blackmail Xueer into marrying him.

Not to mention that when Xueer was about to commit suicide, it could be seen at a glance that Xueer did not dare to do so.

This is a majestic piece of material, one who dares to do something and fight hard, can grow and break, can be soft or hard.

It's a pity that I have been spoiled since I was a child, and the dark side in my heart has been infinitely magnified due to my own rights.

But no matter what the reason was, the bad things he had done could not be erased, so meeting Vickrey today was his retribution.

"Master, I am the son of the Lord of Art City. Please don't interfere in my own affairs!"

He looked at Vickery and said coldly.

These words were neither humble nor arrogant, but they gave Vickrey enough face. At the same time, he also moved out of the backstage of his city, hoping that Vickrey could weigh the consequences before he wanted to do something.

But that was of little use to Vickery.

He encountered so many troubles when he came to Yate City this time, and he couldn't bear it any longer.

Vickrey is not a good-tempered person. He has been harassed over and over again in Art City, and he can no longer hide his desire to kill someone.

"Sir, what are you going to do, sir?"

Kurd looked at Vickrey walking towards him step by step, and his whole body became bad.

Because he could see unspeakable murderous intent in Weekly's eyes.

Dying, dying!

These three words began to appear in Kurd's mind constantly, and he almost saw himself being completely burned by Vickrey's fireball technique.

Kurd wanted to live, but now he didn't know what to do at all. He could only keep repeating, don't kill me, don't kill me.

Now he is not sure whether Vickery will eventually take action against him.

If he started to attack Weekley before Weekley decided to take action, then his situation would be in danger.

Because doing this would make Vickrey think that he wanted to attack Vickrey and kill him on the spot. Even if his father came, he wouldn't be able to say anything because it was his son who made the move first. It's no one else's fault at all.

"You ask me what I want to do?"

Vickrey walked towards Kurd slowly, "Do you want to listen to the truth?"

A rhetorical question made Kurd tremble with fear.

How should he answer Vickrey's question?

Should he tell Vickrey that he wanted to hear it, or should he say something else?

Kurd's brain is thinking rapidly now, and he is trying hard to think of ways to get rid of the current situation.

But the other party is not afraid of his identity at all, and he can't think of any good solution at this moment!

"Sir, I warn you not to touch me, otherwise my father will not let you go!"

Kurd looked at Weekley and gave his final warning.

However, at this moment, Vickery could no longer listen to anything.

He was going to make this annoying guy pay now.

"Help, someone come and save me, you guys, come and protect me!"

Kurd watched Vickrey walking towards him step by step, and his face turned pale with fright, and he kept backing up.

Seeing that their master was being threatened at this moment, the two strong men behind Kurd took action at the same time.

"You dare to touch my master, I think you are impatient!"

One of the knights with a health value of 1300 instantly launched an attack from the left towards Weekley.

Another knight, whose health value was also as high as 1300, chose to resist Vickrey's damage from the front.

They have undergone countless trainings, and when fighting, they have what kind of joint moves they face against any enemy.

They have also seen Weekly's strength. They believe that they are no match for Weekley. Only a precise combo of two people can cause a certain degree of damage to Weekley.

That's why they chose to take action together.

Moreover, the two of them were also loyal, and at the moment when they shot at Weekley, they turned to watch Kurd run away.

"Master, leave quickly and leave us alone!"

The two knights let out their final roar. In front of the BOSS-like Vickery, their sacrificial skills were not worth mentioning at all.

"you!"

Kurd did not expect that he would have such loyal men who would dare to protect him regardless of life and death in the face of a life and death crisis.

His eyes instantly became moist.

Who says people like him don't have feelings?

People like Kurd are not emotionless, but their emotions are only for special people.

The two people in front of him who died for him were Kurd's playmates since childhood.

Although the three of them have always been masters and servants, for Kurd, the only son, the two of them have long been regarded as half brothers in his heart.

Chapter 307 Kurdish Past

Kurd also knew that when he was a child, because he was the only boy in his family, when he played with the children of other nobles, he was often bullied by his brothers together.

His sister was often indifferent to his younger brother, and his father was busy dealing with various political affairs and paid little attention to him. He only sent two

The servants follow, and then they are given a fixed amount of money every month.

Those maids were there to take care of him. From the first moment Kurd came into contact with those maids, he could feel that although the care was meticulous, it couldn't be called love at all.

Not even... not even caring.

As long as Kurd gave enough money, those maids were even willing to sacrifice themselves with a smile. Kurd hated such disgusting people from the bottom of his heart.

So one day the Kurds ran away.

Yes, the Kurds escaped over the wall, in order to escape from the four-cornered sky surrounded by the courtyard, in order to escape from a place always shrouded in clouds.

The Kurds, who had undergone rigorous knight training, successfully climbed over the wall almost immediately.

He came to the world outside the wall for the first time, and he was only eight years old that year...

After coming to the outside world, he started running around, and finally was surrounded by a group of homeless people in a small alley.

"Hey, there's a little guy here, and the things he's wearing are quite valuable!"

"Really, if you can take off his clothes, you can definitely sell them for a lot of money!"

Several homeless people surrounded Kurd and kept saying scary words.

The eight-year-old Kurd had never seen such a scene before and was so frightened that he didn't know how to act.

But he was still observing his surroundings calmly, trying to find a way to break through.

"Three people in front, two people in the back, and there are towering walls on the left and right..."

Kurd's brain was thinking rapidly, but he couldn't find a way to break through.

Even though he thought he was very smart and could usually do anything with ease, this time he really had no choice but to wait for these people to strip him naked.