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It was the "tent city" that the Noxians had built overnight, and their tents stretched out from one side to the other, covering the Ionians on the walls.

It's like a dark tide.

And above the shadow of this tent city, three black shadows silently crossed the Noxians' station, their nightwalkers perfectly blending their figures into the night, their movements were swift and agile, and the soles of their feet stepped lightly on the top of the soft tent, and the slight depression was withdrawn before the slightest deepening.

Leverage is enough.

Ninja energy catapults their bodies farther forward. Underneath the thin layer of canvas, the Noxians were either laughing and talking savagely, or lying on wooden beds recuperating for the next day's battle, and the guards were drowsy, even if they noticed the slightest movement, they would only take it for a flying crow.

They are never a stranger on the battlefield.

Shen was worried in his heart, with these three ninjas, it was not difficult to quietly highlight the encirclement of the Noxian Legion like this. But the next opponent to deal with ......

Reason told him that it was definitely risky to do so.

Twilight's eyes are never emotional.

Growing up, he has been running away. First he runs away from the fate of becoming Twilight's Eye, and he tries his best to show his rebellious emotions, and then he is running away from his feelings for his sister Akali, for everything, for his master, for his father, for his brother, and for ...... A sect that was destroyed by the Shadow Ninja......

How can there be a mortal body that can easily cut off the mortal dust, but only restrain himself.

However, today, when stopping Akali, her faint, but somewhat sad expression actually stung him deeply. It turns out that no matter how long the dust has been sealed, even if it is hidden thousands or tens of thousands of meters underground, there will be such a day, at least that moment, it will instantly break through the surface and erupt out.

On one side is the ancient tradition, the duty of guardianship.

On the other hand, there are living emotions, joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

The long inhibition made him miserable, the pain of renunciation, he had to make a choice, but the choice was already predestined, he was never a selfish person, was he? He has never been the assertive Shen, and he has always lived in many constraints.

If he really tried his best to be selfish for himself, he should be just an ordinary young painter now, traveling through the mountains and rivers, wielding ink brushes, and not becoming such a ninja.

The retreat behind him seems to be an abyss, so I have no choice but to move forward.

What lies ahead now is the only chance, and liberation - regardless of the outcome. Victory, then kill Du Kekao, even if the losses are heavy, and the Noxus dragons are leaderless, and the war should be over; If defeated, the three ninjas will die as a sacrifice, and may they awaken the ancient guardian dragon Ao Xing and save the earth from danger.

That's the best ending for him, right?

One arm stopped him, and the soles of his feet, which were about to jump up with the help of his strength, stopped suddenly, and the branches were splashed by the force under his feet, and they almost broke off.

"We're here."

Shen saw Akali say in a lip whisper.

Not far away, the ancient temple is surrounded by dense forests, antique, Sannin jumps on the top tiles of the outer wall, and the three-legged incense burner in the center of the temple still emits wisps of incense.

The incense is not broken.

Unexpectedly, Nadu Kekao would choose to live in such a place, and wicked people would also come to seek Buddha? Akali snorted coldly in her heart. And the group of war maniacs in Noxus should not know anything about the religion here, but I didn't expect this person to know a little bit about it.

Not even guards.

After observing the top of the wall, Sannin landed in the temple and landed on the ground, stirring up a trail of tumbling dust. But at this moment, there seemed to be a gust of wind sweeping, and the gate of the main hall of the temple suddenly opened.

The figure inside the door made everyone take a deep breath.

"General Du Kekao......"

Under the black cloak, the pitch-black armor loomed, the long sword was in the sheath, almost mopping the ground, and the palm of the hand was pressed on the hilt of the sword, looking pleasant.

"The three distinguished guests really told me to wait." The thin lips of the knife are gently opened.

Squint cautiously, cautiously sensing the nearby breath. Unexpectedly, Du Kecao already knew their whereabouts, did he fall for the scheme? But where will he hide the ambushes?

"Du Kekao! How do you look at it, you also know some Ionian etiquette, don't you know, fully armed, in this temple, it can be described as disrespectful, right? "The first one who didn't speak calmly was, of course, Akali.

"Haha! Why should this ethereal god be worshipped? Besides, the so-called seeking Buddha is just something that burns incense to ask for it, right? In this way, it is better to believe in power. Du Kekao strode as he walked to the point where he was at the wrong side of Akali's shoulder, and suddenly paused, tilting his head to look down at her.

The tall figure gives people a sense of oppression out of thin air.

"You!"

"Calm down, Akali." Kenan, a yodeler who was only knee-tall as Akali, tugged at her leg in an attempt to stabilize her emotions.

The general smiled contemptuously at her emotional excitement, then moved the long legs in the military trousers, walked to the incense burner in the center of the monastery, turned his back to several people, and said indifferently: "The incense in this monastery is specially made by Vladimir, and the blood of people is specially added...... What do you think? Smells good, right? ”

"This incense?!" Akali stared at a pair of angry eyes, she didn't expect that there was such a cruel meaning hidden in this sandalwood, and she suddenly felt that the bloody smell in the smell was very obvious.

What made her most angry was the person's indifference, a kind of indifference to life, as if Guan Tian's life seemed to him to be nothing more than something that could be laughed at will.

The Shadow Fist is the most terrifying of the three ninjas, and the temperament is also the most irritable, jealous and hateful, Kenan has no time to stop her recklessness, and the secret mystery has already been launched!

It's not unheard of Du Kekao's murderous name, Akali, who is the world's most powerful swordsman, with superior body skills, swordsmanship, and strength, but this ancestral phantom cherry blossom killing chaos is not something that can be avoided by relying on physical agility.

The blade of the phantom cherry blossom turned her figure into an afterimage, and the blade of sparkling hummed, eager to tear apart all the ethereal protection in front of her, and the figure was like a dark tunnel, enveloping Akali in it.

No one can hide from their shadow.

The pitch-black tunnel opened up a light in front of him, and the shadow reached the end here, and a pair of sharp scythes in his hands were ready to strike, and at the end of the shadow, the general did not move-

Akali was used to such battles, because the shuttle shadows were nothing more than the blink of an eye, and they were not an existence that mortals could easily distinguish with the naked eye.

No matter how terrifying the opponent in front of her was, or falling into the opponent she was good at dealing with, it made Akali feel a wave of ecstasy in her heart.

The knee slammed into the general's body, and a pair of cross-scythes followed, and the black figure was suddenly broken by her attack, bursting into a cloud of blood. Visually, it did hit, and the knee that could exert force and the arm holding the blade felt clear...... Pounced.

The general's figure, along with the shadow she had just chased, broke off halfway and disappeared out of thin air.

A monstrous mist of blood spreads out, enveloping the three ninjas in the temple.

"Be careful."

Twilight Eyes whispers as she gripped the hilt of her sword with both hands on her shoulder.