"Who's coming?"

In the midst of the fighting and chaos, the roar of the Winter Ancestor was extremely loud and piercing.

The fluffy brown-haired man looked lazy.

However, the more careless he was, the more terrifying the two ancestors felt.

The two of them are both thirteenth-order super magic masters at the beginning level, they can be described as super-first-class powerhouses, in the face of this sword-wielding man, they actually feel even more jealous magic from his body, this person is not simple!

"Commander, I'm afraid it's not the Freeljord army who is ambushing us."

Ai Qiwen was also a little flustered at this time.

The shrill screams that pierced the sky in the swamp were not human cries at all.

They were fighting against a group of monsters, and what worried her even more was that there were 200,000 troops in Winter, and even if they abandoned the ponies, they were all elite soldiers in a hundred, and they couldn't get any advantage from the ambush under such strong pressure.

"Don't panic, array!"

Although Ai Qiwen was stunned in her heart, her actions did not show her disorder.

Soon, a large fire lit up in the swamp, it turned out that the soldiers had lit the butter lamps they had brought with them, and the chaotic winter soldiers took advantage of the situation to pick up the fallen flag, although the fight was still fierce, they were not as slaughtered as they were.

"It's a lizardman......"

Through the light, Ai Qiwen's eyes penetrated the heavy protection of the escort team, and he gasped.

"What, it was the lizardmen who attacked us?!"

When the firelight illuminated the mud-covered lizardmen, not only Ai Qiwen, but all the Winter soldiers were stunned.

Is there any mistake, aren't the lizardmen the most cowardly and cowardly inferior race, how could those rabble, who are like rats crossing the street, greedy for life and afraid of death, gather such a terrifying force and have the audacity to attack their Winter tribe?

"Hiss ......"

Suddenly exposed to the light, the lizardmen seemed to have woken up from hibernation, which only aroused their bloodiness even more.

When the arms of the three or four lizardmen were cut off, they bit down on the neck of the enemy with their teeth, and a large piece of flesh was torn off by them, and their chests were cut bloody by the scimitar of the winter, and they were able to forget the pain and continue to fight until they died.

Bloody corpses littered the swamp, and the sounds of the harvest and death were heard everywhere.

As time passed, the more the Winter Soldiers fought them, the more their hearts thripped in fear.

Winter, where did they come from, these lizardmen who ruined the three views simply refreshed their worldview.

Even if you have a breath left, you can wrap your tail around your enemy, and then have your companion pierce its ribcage and stab it to death along with the enemy.

They are like fish in water in the swamp, they are not hindered by the mud of the swamp at all, if it is real combat power, a cold winter lightning army, at least three or four lizardmen, but they are tired, and they stand in the swamp, their movement is greatly hindered, where are they dexterous lizardmen opponents?

"The battle situation is very unfavorable for us, Commander!"

After half an hour of fighting, there were two divisions in the winter, and the whole army had been wiped out.

Those damned, lifeless lizardmen can also use their flexible and thin bodies to swim directly from under the swamp to the generals who are protected by their own soldiers, and the commander of the 14th Division was assassinated by the lizardmen like this!

However, the Winter Tribe is not vegetarian after all.

If the famous lightning legion in Winter is defeated by a group of lizardmen, they themselves will not want to live anymore.

The belligerent and bloodthirsty Winter army felt a great shame from the bottom of their hearts.

"Kill, kill all those stupid brutes! Let them see what will happen to us in winter! ”

"Kill!"

It is worthy of the well-trained and murderous Winter Legion, with such a natural advantage, they can still fight the lizardmen, and the fierce battle has been spread far away, and the scorching fire burns the entire Mator defense line!

"You...... Who the hell are you? ”

The Winter Ancestor wearing a grimace mask clutched his chest in pain, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The sword-wielding ronin still looked light, and he gulped down, and the banter on his lips became deeper and deeper.

"If you want to die, it is as easy as a hand."

"Please give in a few more tricks to the contemptible people, because the contemptible people have not done their best."

"Whew!"

At the moment when his last word fell, a dark wind that gathered all kinds of unjust souls slashed fiercely towards the Winter Ancestor!

Hundreds of meters of swamp was swept away by the hurricane, forming an even more terrifying momentum, the sword faster than the wind slashed straight straight away, leaving deep ravines and messes along the way, the Winter Ancestor blinked fiercely, and his heart was miserable.

"Doo!"

He stretched out his arms, like a roc spreading its wings, and the same ferocious magic energy came out of his body, forming countless ice blue spells, those spells were crystal clear, all of them released deadly cold, and in an instant, the dragon and tiger's roaring wind was actually frozen by him with ice magic.

"Huh."

Another sip of wine was swallowed into the man's throat with a grunt.

He began to move, and with each move, hundreds of overlapping figures followed, such a strange picture, not because he was about to be scattered, but because his speed had exceeded the limit of what the naked eye could bear, and he was moving at a speed of hundreds of steps per second!

"Face the gale."

A chilling sound came from behind the icy hurricane.

After fighting with him for hundreds of moves, the Winter Ancestor was gradually losing power, and at this moment, he felt that unrivaled might, and he was almost frightened!

"Who are you?"

He was going crazy, he had been cultivating for a hundred years in the cold winter, even the rare genius Sejuani had not made him feel the threat of his life, but this man could kill himself.

He no longer pressed the bottom of the box, and all sorts of magic slammed into the super-moving afterimage.

In just two seconds, the two experienced hundreds of fierce confrontations, and within a moment, the body of the Winter Ancestor was already scarred, and what made him even more heartbreaking was that there was a fierce wind hidden in each sword mark, secretly tearing apart the meridians in his body, making him feel painful.

"I'm a ronin from the north."

"Because of a good sword, the world gives the reputation of a contemptible swordsman."

"The North... Jian Hao......"

The Winter Ancestor suddenly stopped moving, and his words were difficult.

The slender magic sword, which was as dark as the night, pierced his chest cavity and never reached the hilt, and the Winter Ancestor spat blood and stared desperately into his cold eyes.

"You... You're a Swift Wind Swordman, you're actually ......"

"Brush!"

The man drew his sword, and the body of the ancestor suddenly weathered like gravel, and was torn into endless pieces of blood by the wind that filled his body, and a bloody black wind blew across the man's face, and he flicked the blade of the sword, and his face was as calm as water.

"Contemptible Yasuo, thank you for your advice."