Sun Wukong slowly withdrew the elongated golden hoop stick, his tiger's mouth had broken and bleeding because of the vibration, but he didn't care at all, because he was staring at the dark strange sword. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, a sturdy figure jumped out of the dense forest and landed next to the black sword.

It was a man with a dark red body and a pair of demonic wings on his shoulders.

He wears a grotesque black helmet on his head, a jet-black iron hand on his right hand, and jet-black armor embedded in his skin on his feet.

He stretched out a hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand.

In an instant, the dark red flowing on the black sword seemed to come to life, bursting with a viscous red light as blood!

The crimson light illuminated the demonic wings that suddenly opened behind him, and for a moment, it was like a demon from hell.

Kogas looked at this, a person who was slightly similar to him, and looked at the crow that fluttered its wings and landed on him, and the fear in his heart was instantly dispelled.

"Hahahaha, are you a reinforcement, it's really timely!" Kogas's clumsy body moved with joy from the heart.

The man swept Kogas with his black iron hand with his backhand, and Kogath's huge body was knocked out with such an understatement of his hand.

"What useless waste!"

The man, shaking off his iron hand, said disdainfully: "Let me use my sword to teach you what true fear is!" ”

After saying that, the wings on his shoulders fluttered, and he jumped up with the blood-drenched black sword, pointed at Sun Wukong, and stabbed it quickly.

His sword, unstoppable!

He had faith in his sword!

Because. He is a sword demon who loves swords like life and loves swords - Aatrox!

Aatrox is a legendary warrior and one of only five remaining warriors of an ancient race known as the Darkborn.

He wielded his greatsword with grace and composure, weaving his way through the army with a bewildering sword style.

Whenever an enemy falls, Aatrox's living greatsword slices their blood and increases his strength. and provide for his brutal, graceful killing campaign.

The earliest account of Aatrox comes from a dusty historical record of the war between two prominent factions, the Protectors and the Lords of Magic, who were on the verge of extinction after a series of overwhelming victories.

On the day of their final encounter, the Protectors knew they were outnumbered, exhausted, and poorly equipped, and they prepared for inevitable defeat.

When all hope seems lost. Aatrox appeared in the ranks of the Protectors, urging the soldiers to fight to the end in just a few words, his presence inspiring the desperate soldiers.

At first, they could only watch in awe as the unsung hero swept away his enemies, his body as if he were one with the greatsword. Immediately, the soldiers felt the potential of their desire to fight. They follow Aatrox into battle, and each of them bursts into rage. Until they achieved this almost impossible victory.

Aatrox vanished at the end of the battle, but the anger of the Protectors did not change. Their triumph came one after another. Until they finally brought the victory home.

The citizens call them heroes, but despite their efforts to save civilization from destruction, darkness lingers in the hearts of every warrior.

Something changed.

Over time, their memories of the battle faded and were replaced by a grim revelation: their heroism. In fact, it's just the atrocities they commit with their hands.

Such accounts appear in many civilizations.

If these legends are to be believed, then the existence of Aatrox has changed the course of many of history's most important wars.

While these stories enshrine him as the savior of the Dark Ages, what Aatrox is truly left behind may be a world of war and conflict.

While looking through various ancient books, Svein stumbled upon a text about Actus. He was mesmerized by the words of this brutal, murderous swordsman.

"Warriors, either for glory or for praise. However, this is only for the sake of war. ”

With his own wits, Svein found all the clues about the bloodthirsty swordsman, and then he found a temple in the mountains between Noxus and the Plains of Stormwind, and found a ...... in it Blood Demon Well!

When Svein saw the black sword soaked in blood, his heart couldn't help but pound.

Because the weight of the resentment on this sword is enough to make Svi crazy because of it, this is a killing sword that kills countless people!

And now, Sun Wukong is facing this killing sword with strong killing intent, but he is not crazy about it, but he can't open his eyes because of the sword qi on the sword.

He hurriedly dodged sideways, escaping from the range of the sword qi.

Before the men of Aatrox arrived, the sword had arrived!

On the black sword, the sword qi of the blood and qi had already blasted the pointed place into a mess of pieces, and at the same time as Yaktos landed, the black sword slashed rapidly on both sides of the body, bringing out two galloping sky-breaking sword qi, and the place where the sword qi converged was the place where Sun Wukong was.

What a quick move!

These two sword qi, like painful blades, broke through the ground and converged at Sun Wukong at a rapid speed, Sun Wukong didn't even have time to change the real and false monkey kings, the golden armor on his body had already been cut, and blood suddenly gushed out.

"What delicious blood!"

The red light of the sword in Aatrox's hand flickered, as if he was desperate for Sun Wukong's blood, but Aatrox shouted loudly towards the depths of the dense forest on the other side: "How long do you want to hide?" Didn't even care for his life? ”

Sun Wukong covered the cut wound, and looked in which direction he wondered, could it be Ahri, who had arrived in Bandle City and found reinforcements?

This is not the case.

Ahri was carefully medicating Galen and Nedri.

So, who will it be?

Just when Sun Wukong was puzzled, a purple figure jumped out of the woods, lightly stepped on the big belly of Kogas lying on the ground, and landed in front of Sun Wukong deftly.

It's a ...... A burly body in a purple monk's suit!

On the burly body, a grandmaster's might naturally emanated!

The man, with his body down, stood with one hand facing Aktos, and the other hand swung back, dragging a ...... in his hand Brass lampposts!?

Sun Wukong couldn't help but be a little discouraged, and thought: My old grandson is also using an iron rod, you are good, you pulled out a lamppost on the road and came, and saving people is not such a salvation!

And Yaktors squinted slightly, looking at the burly body in front of him, this person's face, hidden under the hood of the monastic robe, could not be seen clearly, he put the black sword horizontally in front of his mouth, licked the blade, and said with amusement: "Are you the rescuer invited by the monkey?" (To be continued.) )