Udir gasped, his muscular body was already scarred, he transformed into a tiger, tore the two Noxian axes in front of him, and then turned into a brute bear, and with a heavy palm slap, he flattened one of the fellows with the sturdy heavy shield, and the iron skin was embedded in the bloody flesh. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The iron armor worn by Goku was also slowly shattered during the attack of Noxus, and the broken armor pieces could not be seen in the original heroics, covered with blood and cracks, and those half-coagulated plasma hung on his hair, and soon stuck into a ball, and the unfolded iron rod caused chaos in the crowd.

Dust formed a battle formation with several warriors around him, and after a short run-in, they were able to advance and retreat together, but under the siege of the Noxians, they finally became unable to support themselves and fell into a bitter battle.

Soraka struggled at the back of the group, one knee on the ground, her head bowed and chanting, her scepter erected in front of her, glowing brightly. The sky obscured by the smoke also changed color, and the meteorite, condensed purely by the power of the stars, fell from the sky, emitting a brilliant silver light, and fell heavily into the Noxus military formation.

Their strength was on the verge of exhaustion, and they were completely reliant on the infusion of the power of the stars to maintain their front, and Soraka, who provided them with a steady stream of star power, was the only one who knew about her increasingly weak mental power.

She felt that the battlefield in front of her was becoming more and more blurred, and her body began to tremble with each injection of power, and her eyes turned black for a while, and she might faint at any time due to physical exhaustion.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a sharp blade of fire shooting into the black-armored Noxus formation.

Immediately after, there were several identical blades, flames enveloping the whistling blades, tearing through the Noxian army formation that was about to close the net.

Only four sharp blades roamed in the formation, ruthlessly slicing through the opponent's formation. They were stunned by the sudden attack, almost muttering to themselves and retreating, they were not afraid of the Ionian guards of the trapped beasts, but now they were facing a lifeless blade.

In the midst of the screams, Irelia slowly walked up to the people who were about to give up, and with a lift of her hand, the four blades seemed to be pulled back, and between her fingers, the red hub core appeared out of thin air, surging with brilliance, and the four sharp blades were connected by it to become one.

"Ai ...... Irelia? Soraka looked at her. Chen also stared at this strange sword skill, and his eyes didn't dare to blink, and he was dumbfounded.

It's a flying sword skill!

In Noxus, where the whole people are martial arts, there is no one who has not heard of the legend of the flying sword technique, and Master Rito has also been invited to the bloody arena of Noxus to show off the mysterious sword skills.

If it weren't for the news that the swordsman Rito was seriously ill, I am afraid that no one in the city-state of Noxus would have dared to give the order to invade Ionia, precisely because of the power of the flying sword technique.

But now, what was hanging in the hand of the girl in front of her was the world-famous Supreme Blade, and her control of these four blades seemed to be completely arbitrary, and it was clearly the Flying Sword Technique that had been destroyed with the death of Master Rito.

The Noxus striker who was the first to the head was frightened by this sudden change, and turned to escape, but a bloody mark was instantly cut on the back of his neck, and he fell to the ground before he could escape the first step.

"I heard that the Noxians are brutal and belligerent, could it be that they are all cowards who bully the weak and fear the hard?" Qing Yue's female voice spread through the battlefield filled with gunsmoke, and a colorless ripple rippled in the air.

The Noxian warriors looked at each other, they encouraged each other, chanting the name of the city-state, and the weight of the battle axe seemed to give them a sense of reassurance, and they roared and charged......

A gorgeous massacre followed.

Four blades were fired from the fiery red core, shuttling and spinning, encircling the girl's body and piercing into the incoming black tide. Completely spontaneous, Irelia waved her hands, the flying blades piercing through a flesh-and-blood body, and the blood flowers that splashed were like a rain of flowers in the cherry blossom season, drifting and falling, like a tragic picture.

The sword flew wildly, as if dipped in blood for a painting

Irelia dodged the oncoming axe, a blade deflecting his onslaught, sending him to one side. The Supreme Blade gathered at will, forming a two-handed giant sword, which she held in her hand and spun over her head, slashing at the opponent who missed the slash and lost her balance.

Their psychological defenses began to crumble, the hands holding the swords were trembling, and the whole team began to crumble like a thatched hut in the wind and rain, no one dared to approach her, rushing into the middle of the Noxian army in the block and the woman with the sword flying beside her, and the ground was empty.

Irelia froze, raised her hand and pressed her chest tightly, blood rolling and vomiting from deep in her throat.

She fell to her knees on the ground, and in the air behind her, a strange black magic circle slowly rotated, as if a black snake of dark energy had crawled up her body, the touch was extremely real, but when she looked closely, she found nothing.

She struggled to prop herself up, the Supreme Blade hovering beside her, her cheeks blue as if she were a dead man. She looked in that direction unwillingly, it was a woman, the cursed magic circle glowing with the magic rising from her.

She recognized her. The general's youngest daughter, Cassiopeia, was flanked by General Du Kekao himself, who was dressed in a black coat.

Seeing Du Kekao appear, Goku's eyes immediately widened, the hair on his body almost stood on end, and he raised his long stick and pointed at the general. "Phew! Hand over my master! ”

"How do I remember where I heard this line?" Dust scratched his head and muttered.

"Oh? Your Master? I do not know. A smile appeared on his cheeks, "Maybe you can't tell where you died." ”

"You!"

"Hey! Goku, don't be impulsive! ”

Soraka wanted to stop Goku, hoping that he would see the current situation, and it was obvious that Irelia was in danger of losing her life. But the guy rushed too fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the general, but the general was faster than him, and when he got up and down, he knocked Goku to the ground, and he was slammed into the chest, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

Dust couldn't help but pounce, and with a flash of infinite light, his body turned into a phantom, and he launched an attack on Du Kekao—it was the same infinite sword technique as his master!

The general took the blow, and as soon as the arm in the wide sleeve of the big man was raised, he grasped it as a claw, and an invisible force appeared in the air, slammed into Chen's throat, and then threw him away.

"You can't stop me, Sword Saint disciple. Generations of Infinite Sword Saints have followed the guidance of their hearts, and established the way of the sword, abiding by it all their lives, and maintaining it until their death. But I didn't know that this sword was originally a murderous thing, and the sword technique was just a murderous technique. No matter how high-sounding you say, you can't hide the cruelty of the essence, it's better to be a butcher through and through, it's more frank, isn't it? The general looked at the unwilling expressions of the two and smiled slightly.

Is this the disparity in power?

It seems that even justice can be controlled by oneself.

For him, killing in itself does not bring pleasure, but destroying a person excites him. Let them feel frustrated, and then they will doubt, deny themselves, and finally die in confusion and despair.

Sounds wonderful.

At this time, Soraka could no longer care about the impulsive two, and her slender arm waved the scepter of the stars, and the soft light of the power of the stars tightly wrapped Irelia's body tightly, but the feedback from the power was not optimistic at all.

"It's black magic." Soraka said with a solemn face. Moreover, in the curse imposed by this black magic, the magic power is actually impregnated with poison...... Soraka looked at the gorgeous woman, she was dressed in beautiful clothes, who would have thought that she would have such a vicious magic?

Irelia's life is rapidly dissipating under the corrosive influence of this power.

"Oh, I didn't expect to meet like this, Sister Irelia." The beautiful but ruthless woman smiled smartly.

Irelia glared at her, her fingers digging into the ground, "Sooner or later...... You...... Your appearance will become as vicious as your heart...... Cassiopeia. ”

As she spoke, a smile on her cheeks, the poison spreading throughout her body twitched, spitting out streams of red blood from her mouth.

"You! Then you're just a dead man! Cassiopeia said with some annoyance.

The general looked at Irelia on her knees, and the meaning in her eyes was elusive.

However, Soraka clearly felt that there was a faint light, accompanied by some deep energy, suddenly lit up on Irelia's body.