His entire aura had also withered to the extreme.
Thump!
The man no longer had the strength and fell upon the vast earth.
Half-kneeling on the ground, clutching his chest, he gasped for air in deep, ragged breaths.
It was only at this time that Wang Yuan finally stopped his actions.
Luo Chen made several flips in the air and flew to his side.
"No serious harm done?"
"Won't die!"
Wang Yuan caught his breath, the primordial armor on his body gradually dissipated, and he took out a coarse hemp garment, casually draping it over himself.
Luo Chen nodded.
Wang Yuan was injured, and not lightly at that.
However, since the other party said he wouldn't die, that indicated it wasn't too serious.
The priority was not to reminisce.
Luo Chen lowered his head, looking at the man on the ground.
At that moment, the man also raised his head, glaring at Luo and Wang with fury.
Looking at this person's face, Luo Chen felt a vague sense of familiarity.
He hesitated, "Are you Dried Toad?"
