"Very good sword."

The sword was broken, and there was still a little scorched smoke from the crack, but the tiger looked at it, but nodded in approval.

Wind Blade, Invisible Blade, Wind Sword Hero Yasuo, the love of your life!

The Blade of the Wind, it poured Yasuo's life's strength, even the lingering thoughts, and there was no confusion, no loss, and no regret in that thought!

It is precisely like this, the idea of this sword helped Wu Wenxu to see through the death dream of the black ghost, holding this sword, Wu Wenxu felt that he was standing side by side with Yasuo, drinking and talking, he only had a firm indomitable move forward in his eyes, Wu Wenxu stared deeply at the blade of the wind, and the corners of his knife-like lips gradually rose.

The cold snap of dawn crumbled the dawn, and the invisible wind wielded the power of the peak!

Because of firmness, there is no fear.

Because of the strength of the tiger, Wu Wenxu completely abandoned all distracting thoughts, vaguely, he saw the Noxian heavy soldiers who could not cut the end, he saw the thirteen white knights who fought bloodily with him, he saw Emperor Yoo, and the man who was like a swift wind and unstoppable!

"If you only have this sword, it's not enough."

Xiaohu's words are very objective, this wind blade, even if the sword soul is damaged, as a two-fold body, it still maintains the powerful spirit of the magister, but that spirit will never be able to cut himself.

He's a cold court beast, a tiger!

"I didn't say I'm going to defeat you with it, it's already badly wounded, so heavy that it can't take any more blows, don't worry, you said it, give me half an hour."

The Wind Blade never regarded Wu Wenxu as its master, it just adhered to Yasuo's belief and had a residual sense of intimacy with Wu Wenxu, which made it lie obediently in the hands of men, however, the residual magic in the wind array of destruction still easily cut Wu Wenxu's hand.

Wu Wenxu held the sword, did not aim at the tiger, he actually did something that everyone was puzzled, he inserted the broken sword into the soil, sat next to the sword, the ring condensed on his finger The ring of the earth's inner demon flame sensed the incomparable magic power in the sword, as if the blazing sun was blazing, shining on the lord's entire right hand, he calmed his hands, put them on his knees, and closed his eyes quietly.

"Half an hour."

Xiaohu deliberately emphasized, he promised to give Wu Wenxu time, and naturally he would promise to fulfill it, he touched the rough stone covered with grass dew, until the stone became rough, and he sat down again.

As a fourteenth-order super magic guide, Xiaohu can perceive the passage of any second of time from the crack of his hand, since he has kept his promise, then after half an hour, if Wu Wenxu has not moved, he will make a move, and then kill him personally!

'Wu Wenxu, he can. ’

The proud stalker Rengar, staring at Wu Wenxu, who was quiet between his eyebrows, subconsciously smiled, although his grinning mouth showed two rows of sharp teeth, making his smile look hideous and hateful, but the half of the eyes squinted by the snow-white lion clearly flashed with a hopeful light, this light diluted his hideous smile, and he became cute for no reason.

"I remember that more than ten years ago, the man Du Kecao also gave himself this reassuring sense of trust, I thought that General Du Kecao was missing, and there was no one in the Rune Continent who could make him feel at ease......

The snow-white lion stretched out its claws, and he grabbed the rope of tendons hanging from the white fangs.

"Collapse!"

The stunningly flexible deep yellow tendon rope broke open in an instant, Rengar clenched the white fangs in the palm of his hand, and cautiously approached Wu Wenxu, in order not to affect Wu Wenxu's meditation, he completely concealed his breath, and immediately, hung the white fangs on the man's neck.

'Wu Wenxu, I have gathered the white fangs of my ancestors' heroic spirits, and handed them over to you along with my old life of Rengar! You are the one who is favored by me Rengar, I believe in my own vision, the ancestors will favor you, do it for Lao Tzu, defeat him! ’

The white fangs touched the body of the lord, and in a trance, it rippled slightly like a spiritual wit, and pale white ripples were emitted with the waves, which was a serene and ancient rhythm, as if from the memories of ancient souls, hiding indomitable and extinguishing the will to fight!

The persistence of the broken sword, the fighting spirit of the fangs, and the fanaticism of the ring.

Blue, white, red, three kinds of light are intertwined on Wu Wenxu's body, stabbing everyone's eyes a little painful, the three pure colors did not mess up Wu Wenxu's breath, but made his condensed magic more and more solid, they silently put themselves into themselves, conveying their will, even they, all recognized this man!

Xiao Hu stared feverishly at this rare picture, and said in surprise: "What a terrible belief, if he doesn't die today, our clan will inevitably face a terrible enemy in the future." ”

The cold court beast and tiger gave Wu Wenxu the highest evaluation.

Being praised by a fourteenth-order demon master, it should be said that it is the glory of eight lifetimes, if Wu Wenxu sees it, he will inevitably smile and say that even if you praise me like this, I will not be happy and so on, however, at this moment, the lord can't hear the words of the tiger, even if the thunder roars, he won't hear it!

Elegy for the soul, snow maple tree bright world.

"At what stage is the progress of breaking the seal?"

The lord's feet were completely smashed and broken maple rocking chair debris, Wu Wenxu was sweating profusely, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, the well-behaved snow maple tree stretched out a branch from time to time to wipe the lord's hot sweat, Wu Wenxu hated iron and steel and glared at the two guys hidden in the transparent tree, almost stepped on the chair, and held a whip in his hand.

"Oh master, it's not that I'm trying my best, it's these magic powers, these purple magic powers, it's too unpalatable!"

"Such a strange magic, it has been able to resist the corrosive power of my rotting ghoul for so long."

The two guys who were in the body of the tree and desperately tried to absorb the power of Wu Wenxu's soul were naturally the little brothers who surrendered to the village of death, the rotting ghoul and the hungry ghoul.

The spirit of these two guys is in their own body, and they can hide in the spirit on weekdays, and the passage of Wu Wenxu's soul world is a soul elegy, so at the moment of life and death, the two brothers were naturally driven into the snow maple tree by Wu Wenxu.

The snow maple tree is a symbol of holy light, and for the evil ghouls who rely on darkness, it is even worse than hell! After staying for a long time, although it has no physical effect, it is a big drop of trauma to the soul!

"Lao Tzu only has half an hour, that is to say, your life still has half an hour, and once the time passes, if the seal is not lifted, you will have to go to hell with me."

When the hungry ghouls and rotten ghouls heard this, they were frightened and frightened, and they were busy, they were originally afraid of death, so they compromised to become Wu Wenxu's summoned beasts, and there was still half an hour? I wiped it, I fought it, and I vomited blood, and we also fought it!

"Master, I don't have a conscience to say, the person who sealed your old man's family is really not a fucking thing, this seal is basically impossible to break without the cultivation of a tenth-order demon master."

Wu Wenxu scolded angrily: "Get out, is there no other way?" ”

The hungry ghoul and the rotting ghoul looked at each other, and then smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, yes, but this price is too great......

(End of chapter)