"Die!"

The unstoppable shouting of nearly a hundred people caused a deadly chill to flash on the blade of the sword, and in an instant, the soldiers' arms were in unison, and all the blades stabbed at the stiff and motionless man.

Well, he's a dead pork on the chopping block, because no one can resist it under such siege and distance!

"Iceborn......

Wu Wenxu carried a blood-dripping sickle and muttered to himself.

"Iceborn, all, damn it."

He still didn't move, repeating the cold and blunt words for the third time.

How can the soldier care about his nonsense?

"Whoosh!"

Nearly a hundred sword blades, whistling through the cold wind, as fast as thunder, straight stabbed straight into the man's body, this blow, the soldiers did not show mercy, dare to provoke the Red Elephant General, dare to provoke the majesty of the King of Min, he is not a pity to die!

"I said, you all deserve to die."

Wu Wenxu's gray eyes quietly erupted with boiling killing intent: "You deserve it, die!" ”

Senran's iron chrysanthemum suddenly closed, like a grand and perfect curtain call.

However, the protagonist of this feast, the man who should have been surrounded in the center of the stamen and stabbed into a bloody hole by nearly a hundred sword blades, he didn't stand in place at all!

There were no mana fluctuations, not a trace of emanation.

In the silence of the snow, there was a sound of swallowing throats.

A pair of white boots rested on the steel ring, and the cold blade constantly reflected a creepy light.

The soldiers saw that the pair of white boots gently cushioned nearly a hundred sword blades, and the huge pressure from his feet made him feel like stepping on ripples, and then the trembling of the sword blade shook the sword shaft until the hilt of the sword, and the man paused his feet and calmly lowered his sickle.

"Whew!"

"Snort!"

Tieju was defeated, and at the other end of the petal, there was a waterfall of blood, and an ice spawn clutched his throat and released his long sword in pain, the second, and the third......

The bloody cold wind came to the surface, as if the rain was poured on Wu Wenxu's body, and he felt suffocated, the rusty scythe was not very sharp after all, so the scars on the throat of each ice descendant were of different depths, and the unlucky ones were torn off along with the flesh and bones, but they did not die immediately.

So, the Ice Descendants, who fell to the ground and struggled, felt the sharp pain in their throats, and at the same time felt the loss of blood in their bodies, and their bodies slowly became cold, until at this moment, they suddenly woke up and finally understood the meaning of empathy.

At the last moment of consciousness dissipation, what they thought in their hearts was whether the townspeople who had been tortured and killed by them would seek revenge underground.

A terrifying blow, a cold blow!

Looking at the earth that was gradually dyed red, and the more and more soldiers who had completely lost their temperature, Wu Wenxu's eyes had no other color except for the dull death and coldness.

"Yo Yo Yo, what a great boy."

The Red Elephant General, who was sitting at the forefront, finally reacted.

The man's thunderous blow just now, he couldn't see it very clearly, but after all, he saw something detailed, and killed half of the soldiers in one move, which is really quite powerful.

General Red Elephant smiled weirdly, his face was very ugly.

'Assassins of the dynasty?' ’

He began to slowly take off his gloves, a guy with no magic fluctuations, was able to kill more than forty elites of the Ice Descendants with one move, no matter what, on the first day he governed this territory, he was stabbed in such a big basket, and it reached the ears of Lord Min Tianwang, I was afraid that my evaluation of myself would be skyrocketing, and there was even a danger of 'unloading his armor and returning to the field'.

The two prophets behind the red elephant seemed to have a hard time waiting to see what had changed.

The power of a man's move is certainly powerful, but according to the limit of the human body, such a terrifying blow should drain most of the strength in his body, you must understand that in the limit distance just now, even the two of them, it is difficult to break through the attack without using magic power.

So, how many hole cards does he have?

Red Elephant saw the stiff and cold prophets who chose to be silent, he was not a fool, he immediately guessed the intentions of the two, and secretly cursed in his heart for being cunning, but Red Elephant closed his eyes and said undoubtedly: "Soldiers, kill him for me!" ”

Wu Wenxu's extreme escape staged in the perfect siege is extremely impactful.

The surprised Ice Descendants heard the Red Elephant General's order, their faces sank, and they immediately clenched their weapons and rushed towards the man, they were very smart to no longer maintain the circle formation, instead of being wiped out by the men, it was better to use the sea of people tactics to support him left and right, and consume him to death!

The soldiers' thinking is very correct, because they are different from men, each of them has magic power in their bodies, although the level is very low, but how can a mortal who does not know magic compete with a mage who is guarded?

"Boy, dare to argue with General Red Elephant, Lao Tzu will send you to the West Heaven today!"

A soldier with a meaty face in the pile of people smiled arrogantly, he raised his hand, and an ice pick stabbed Wu Wenxu's chest, and at the same time, the soldier who rushed to the forefront raised a round shield, firmly protecting everyone, and all kinds of deadly magic roared out, like a locust sweeping into the sky, and biting fiercely at the man with a scythe.

The previous thunder blow did consume a lot of Wu Wenxu's physical strength.

However, these pretentious Ice Descendants really underestimated our lord, how could Wu Wenxu, the holder of the seventh forbidden spell, who had been bloody, be planted on a group of wastes who were less than level five?!

"Send me to the western heavens?"

The hot blood and the grand killing seemed to make Wu Wenxu's crazy consciousness sober up a lot, and seeing the magic of killing from the sky, Wu Wenxu quietly bent his waist, his feet were dark, like arrows that were constantly accumulating strength on the bowstring.

"Scumbags, if you have a kind, come and kill me!"

The piercing and brilliant magic skills covered the wailing of the cold wind, but no matter what, it couldn't stop the arrogant laughter in the man's mouth, and the fast and ruthless magic skills exploded in front of the man's body in an instant, gathering more than a hundred people's magic skills, and the earth was rumbling and shaking.

"How, how is it possible!"

In the blasted snow, the shadow of death did not disappear!

Can these clumsy and weak magic skills catch up with his Wu Wenxu's speed?

What a naivety!

Wu Wenxu was already bouncing in mid-air the moment countless magic skills fell.

The rusty scythe was completely dulled after slashing more than forty people, but it didn't matter, as long as it wasn't broken, as long as it was still held in his hand.

"Lord Red Elephant, we can't beat him, he ...... He's a demon at all! ”

"Brush!"

The seemingly indestructible round shield collapsed to the ground in pieces, and then blood splattered three feet, and the heads flew upside down in the air.

How does this work?

They and the monster in front of them are not at the same level at all!

Is there any mistake that 200 or so people can't beat a mortal with no magical power?

The red elephant roared in a rage, "Who are you! ”

Wu Wenxu pulled the sickle out of a soldier's back and asked sarcastically, "Who am I when you ask?" ”

"Your Bitmond has been leveled by me, and the City of Faith will also be leveled by me, I, the Demon Lord, Diablo!"

(End of chapter)