Hokuriku, knocked out of the way.

The most impregnable throat of the North Continent, the pride of the Xuege Fortress, the pride of the Noxians, all crushed by Wu Wenxu, the scorched wind and the billowing black dust, everyone wanted to cough violently, and everyone couldn't cough out.

That man named Wu Wenxu, how strong does he have to be to make a huge hole in his throat that even a twelfth-order demon master can't destroy!

The tall monster in the dark shadows had accomplished its mission with its life, it stood still, and on its gray scales was a dark yellow viscous liquid, which was the blood that flowed from the flames that burned half of its head and roasted its flesh.

Its bravery is worthy of admiration, but its crazy behavior makes everyone in Noxus hate it even more!

Hadra Nathan's eyes were blood-red staring at the monster that made him lose face and make the entire Noxus lose face, if it weren't for it, besieging Wu Wenxu, the attack on the throat of Beilu could also be turned into a big thing, and if it was a small matter, Lord Svein would not look for trouble for himself.

But! There is a loophole in the throat of the North Road, even if Wu Wenxu and his men are broken into thousands of pieces now, they will definitely not be able to make up for this earth-shattering loss, which is completely necessary to be included in the war of the country, and the major event that shook the Valoran continent!

Now, if you let Wu Wenxu's despicable guy run away......

Hadra Nathan's swarthy face gradually became distorted, and he silently patted the dragon's head, and the dragon's eyes with two golden rings on its nostrils froze, and it trembled in fear, and it bent down obediently, allowing Commander Hadra Nathan's to step on its proud head, like a humble dog.

"Yasuo."

Hadra Nathan walked out of the army of 50,000 alone, a dozen colorful military medals shining with honor on his sturdy purple armor chest, and he stepped heavily on the earth with his white swan boots endowed with agility runes, until he walked out of the dark black ravine, and only then did he steady his footing.

His voice was soft, but after these soft words like a chant, everyone could feel that a terrifying tide was brewing.

The Grand Commander of the Fortress of Snow, Hadra Nathan's anger is about to erupt.

A super-strong man who has already broken through the eleventh order of the Magister is furious!

The black dust mist, as well as the sixteen shadows that were blurred in the dust mist, under the gaze of Commander Hadra Nathan's blood-red eyes, it was as if two big hands appeared in the sky, and these two big hands, one on the left and one on the right, respectively supported the dust and mist around the sixteen people.

"Brush!"

The invisible hand pinched the tail of the dust, and it twisted easily, even playfully and mockingly, just once, lightly.

The light and thick dust mist in the air made a low sound like death, and all the dust was violently scattered by the big hands!

Under the dust and mist that spread and fled, sixteen extremely tired and clearly visible figures were finally completely exposed in front of the eyes of the army.

An earth-shattering sword slashed out of the throat of Hokuriku, and blocked the assassination of General Tyrone, and then blocked the terrifying powerhouse Yasuo with the power of a sword with five magic energy heavy cannons.

He looks weird.

He knelt in front of the sun with his sword in his hand, his waist was proudly straight, and only half of the slender wind sword that made everyone tremble was left.

Yasuo clenched the sword of love very tightly, closed his eyes, his face was calm, with a touch of Zen, calm but awe-inspiring.

His big hands slapped away the dust, and his long dark brown hair danced arrogantly, and in the lonely wind and solemnity, his figure was unusually solemn.

A dark yellow leaf floated at Yasuo's feet, the color of withering life.

An autumn leaf of maple.

The distant and ancient wind, as if chanting about the funeral music.

Ning Ri is safe, and no one can cloud it.

And move forward with the wind, with a few meteors behind you......

The stagnant water is silent, the most depressing, and that silence is a regret for the truly strong chasing the fall.

"The story of the sword, with blood as ink, Master Yi's apprentice, is worthy of his name."

Hadra Nathan's crimson eyes froze slowly, and when he looked at the heroic and unyielding Blade of the Wind, he closed his eyes and raised his hand with a complicated expression, his fingers crossed, and the second half in front of the badge that symbolized glory.

There is no need for too many words to praise the strength of the Wind Blade, because Yasuo's strength has surpassed the wind of freedom, and his shocking actions today will surely be recorded in the history of the Valoran Continent.

He shattered a myth that had not been broken for hundreds of years, and he died a glorious and immortal death.

"The city is ruined, Yasuo is also dead, use the entire army of Xuege Fortress to encircle and suppress me Wu Wenxu, bastard of Noxus, are you all happy now? You're all happy, aren't you! ”

Hearing a roar from above the earthen pillar, Hadra Nathan opened his eyes in astonishment.

yes, what is the reason for this battle that ended tragically?

He saw a young man named Wu Wenxu hugging Yasuo's body tightly, and a shocking blood flowed from his eyes, sprinkled on the wind's blade like a dried skin, and the hot blood rolled down Yasuo's side face until the lower jaw, and then fell miserably on the ground.

Wu Wenxu hugged Yasuo's body extremely tightly, using all his life's strength, Wu Wenxu couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it at all, the invincible Wind Blade, the invincible sixteen brothers, would die in front of his eyes like this!

"Noxus, you're amazing, really powerful......"

Wu Wenxu buried his face hard under Yasuo's hairstyle that once made him feel funny, his words were very light and heavy, so light that only Hadra Nathan could hear them, and he felt his soul tremble when he heard them.

He had never heard such a sad, yet soul-cold tone.

Hadra Nason's pupils dilated, he was in a hurry, and he hurriedly held the magic sword on his waist, which could make a tenth-level demon master frightened to such an extent, Wu Wenxu, what did he do!

In fact, Wu Wenxu didn't do anything, he just looked at him, looking at him with the soul power from the soul and the soul from the soul elegy.

Hadra Nathan's hands trembled.

He saw that the pupils of the young man's eyes were shrinking more and more, and the deep eyes were quickly replaced by a kind of whiteness, so hideous, so evil, so resentful and vicious.

Hadra Nathan couldn't bear this kind of negative eyes anymore, looking into the young man's eyes, Hadra Nathan felt that his soul was all dirty, and the terrifying fire of revenge burned him several steps back.

Wu Wenxu suddenly closed his miserable white eyes, he wiped away the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes, and then gently lifted Yasuo, although his body was extremely weak, he still half-bent over, so that Yasuo would not feel any discomfort.

This poignant oil painting even made some Noxian warriors can't help but wipe a few handfuls of tears.

I'll never see it again, a heroic man who likes to touch wine with himself.

The staggering young man carried Yasuo's corpse on his back and walked towards the gray monster that made them fearful, like a dragon but not a dragon, and the guy who looked like a worm and not a worm seemed more docile than the dragon commanded by Hadra Nathan, Yasuo was carefully placed on top of the monster's flat head by Wu Wenxu, as well as a broken sword and a wine jug.

"Jodi, take them out of here first."

No one could tell what Wu Wenxu was thinking, his words were unusually cold and calm, with absolute command and majesty.

Jeska seemed to hear something, his heart shook suddenly, and he knelt down at Wu Wenxu's feet, and cried bitterly: "Master, don't throw it at us, we are the Thirteen White Knights, your most loyal guardians, we... We live and die with you! ”

"Get out."

Kicking Jeska away, Wu Wenxu's eyes looked at Fengluo Misai again, and Emperor Joo was frightened at the man's piercing and hideous gaze, his throat squirmed violently, and said, "Will you live?" ”

Wu Wenxu didn't speak, but pulled up a meaningful smile, a smile of Sen Ran.

Joti Maple Messe lowered his head and became silent, he threw Jeska like a chick on top of the dragon's head, stepping on the dragon's head, which had been burned for a long time.

When the dragon received the order, he raised his head like a madman, and immediately connected Yasuo and Jesca, and pushed them into the throat wound together, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in an instant with the cold north wind.

The dragon was transported in an orderly manner with a sluggish follower, and strangely enough, the army of 50,000, including Hadra Nathan, was unstoppable.

The iron-blooded and cruel soldiers have made a rare discovery that their hands are soft today, their legs are soft, and even their hearts are soft.

Hadra Nathan closed his eyes in pain, he lost this encirclement and suppression.

And it failed badly.

Thirteen followers were thrown out in the same way, only the remaining Maple Luo Messiah, he hesitated to step on the top of the dragon's head, saw the man's back getting farther and farther away from him, and couldn't help but cover his eyes with his big hands, Feng Luo Maisai felt that his eyes were dark, and his body immediately flew upside down.

There is no end to the ice and snow, and the cold north wind.

He saw the thirteen white knights lying half-lying in the snow as if they had lost their souls, and the huge and dignified throat of the North Continent made him as small as ants, but it was getting farther and farther away, and Jodi's body fell heavily into the biting and bright white snow.

Is this feeling even free?

But why don't they feel a little joy when freedom really comes?

The irrepressible grief weighed on his heart, and no one got up from the snow, allowing the cold to irritate the body, and the hollow corroded the eyes.

Fate, it is that they have freedom, but what they have lost is faith.

Also, a soul.

The snow and ice in the Snowg Fortress are quietly melting.

Countless civilians and soldiers died tragically in the natural disaster, the unextinguished fire burned a tenth of the houses of the Xuege Fortress, and the continuous withering lives protested against the tragedy of the war.

And this great disaster is thanks to the young man in front of him.

Hadra Nathan's trembling hands stopped, if the escape of the dozen poor slaves was intentional by Hadra Nathan, then the last remaining man, he would never let him go again.

In any case, Lord Svein must be given an explanation that is not an explanation, and Noxus must be given an explanation.

However, to the irony of Hadra Nathan, every time he met his eyes with hatred to the bone, his powerful magic became sluggish and slow, so that he could not hit the spirit at all, and then kill the killer.

He felt very distressed and angry, so he still decided to let Wu Wenxu die under the magic energy cannon of Noxus, since he was a hero, then let him die decently.

Hadra Nathan thought deeply.

Wu Wenxu didn't know what Hadra Nathan was thinking, and he didn't bother to think about it.

The corners of his mouth pulled up a hideous smile that went deep into the bone marrow, a kind of smile that would make you have nightmares for days when you look at it, he stared at the dark muzzle with bloodshot eyes, raised his bloody fingers, and pointed at the thousands of troops: "Waste, Lao Tzu stayed, just so that you can remember a word." ”

Hadra Nathan didn't laugh angrily, thinking that this guy was too stimulated and so dizzy.

"Only I'm alive......" Wu Wenxu's eyes lit up with two black glows that made people feel dizzy.

"The day my Wu Wenxu returns, it will be the time when your Noxus will fall!"

(The third update, a hero's story, will never end.) ）