The strength of the Iceborn, because they have existed for thousands of years, the position of ruling the Cursed Land is unshakable, this strength and stability make all free people dare not have the heart to resist, even if an Iceborn wearing the service of blue ice tears rushes into the barbarian tribe, it is not necessarily that he will be harmed.

As for robbing the Iceborn's camp? Say it, but it can make a big tooth laugh off!

Of course, it's someone else's business for others to laugh off their big teeth, and Wu Wenxu also likes to see others smile like idiots, robbing the Ice Descendant camp, is he a guy who may have psychological pressure?!

The orange mangs poured in, the blood red turned out, and the crushed intestines were stained on the blade of the Hex's Demon Drinking Knife, and the ice shark's stomach was directly strangled by Wu Wenxu, Wu Wenxu drew the knife indifferently, and black blood gushed out along the wound, and the gurgling made the snow melt a large area.

"Die!"

"Die!"

One of the ice descendants was put down by Wu Wenxu, and the other two had already rushed over by taking advantage of the momentum of outflanking, Wu Wenxu's eyes were dark, and he didn't look at the cold sword that slashed down at him behind him, and he slashed out with a touch of red flame with his backhand, and slashed with the enemy coming from front with his right hand.

"Bang!"

When the two blades rubbed, Wu Wenxu's eyes were quick, the flames in his left hand dissipated, and he suddenly struck in a spiral impact, and the fist wind carried eighty percent of the strength, and the fist hit the bridge of the man's nose, making a crisp sound of bone breaking.

The man immediately covered his nose and screamed, Wu Wenxu should have taken this opportunity to cut it off, but his wrist rotated and suddenly thrust the Demon Drinking Knife backwards!

The blade tore the muscles and splashed Wu Wenxu's right arm with countless blood, shaking off the viscous blood, Wu Wenxu's wrist exerted force, and the Demon Drinking Knife was pulled out of the man's heart with a sneer, and in one go, it was inserted into the chest cavity of the Ice Shark who covered his nose along with the blood that splashed out, and the Demon Drinking Knife pierced the bones without hindrance, and the man was suddenly silent.

After harvesting three lives in the blink of an eye, Wu Wenxu's face became even more cold and calm.

As an ordinary soldier, wanting to fight hand-to-hand with himself who was a fifth-level great magician and a forbidden spell tempered body, Wu Wenxu didn't know if they wanted to die or die.

After a sudden battle that took several lives, the Iceborn camp woke up from its shock!

This time, they did see it clearly, and the invading camp was a lizardmen! However, among the lizardmen, there are still a few humans with extraordinary skills, and they don't look like clan members, are they new forces?

The lizardmen who rushed over desperately couldn't allow the Iceborn to think too much, they drew their ice blades and slashed at the lizardmen, seeing more than twenty Iceborn rushing towards them, more than fifty lizardmen were horrified in their hearts, and they wanted to turn around and retreat, but when they saw Chenison with a revolver behind them and a fierce face, the lizardmen gritted their teeth and had to fight hard.

There are really wolves in front and tigers in the back, and the effect of the last battle has also stimulated the blood of lizardmen!

They were usually casual and had no combat experience, and when they came into contact with the Iceborn, who had received strict training, the formation collapsed in an instant, and only one collision occurred, and the thick green blood wrapped around their heads flew out, and seven or eight lizardmen died.

How dare a lizardman compete with a human being? The Iceborns are hideous and playful to the extreme, and these lowly creatures are going to peel them off alive with their belt.

The chaotic lizardmen were killed by chickens and dogs, they had no courage, but unfortunately the equipment and combat ability were too lacking, a few breaths, more than a dozen lizardmen died on the ground, and the Iceborn was unscathed, but killed more and more fiercely.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chenison remembered the method that Lord Joti had given him before leaving, and whether it was useful or not, he roared in a thin voice: "Throw the tail, tail!" ”

Hearing Chenison's military order, the surviving lizardmen felt as if they had found a light in the darkness.

Dozens of slender severed tails with fishy green blood smashed into the heads of the Iceborns, the tails of the lizardmen were nerve-related to the excrement, sticky and disgusting, and the stench of bloody blood dyed their robes green, and the Iceborns covered their noses in anger, damn it! This stench is like being smashed on the head!

Lizardmen are cunning by nature, and a broken tail is nothing to them, but when they saw the Ice Breed, who was still like a wolf and a tiger a moment ago, suddenly covered his nose and began to slack, they immediately seized the opportunity.

"Counterattack, it's time for counterattack!"

The lizardmen are much weaker than the Iceborn, but the Iceborn is afraid of death, and the lizardmen have only one way to die, these two huge deviations, coupled with the fact that the lizardmen are outnumbered, counterattacked, and actually stabbed five Iceborns to death.

An Iceborn screamed and fell, countless icicles poked the Iceborn into a hornet's nest, the lizardman had made up his mind to kill, lest he not get the enemy's blood, when more and more lizardmen and the corpse of the Iceborn fell together, this was a one-sided battle, and there was a faint trend of anti-suppression!

Chenison's eyes were glazed, his body was stiff now, he swore that even if he was thrown into the ice fountain for half a night at the age of two, he would never be so stiff, and the stiffness of his body was naturally not because of the cold, but because he found that his command actually killed the god-like Ice Breed!

The lowly lizardmen, the lowly lizardmen, the lizardmen that everyone spits on......

Chenison's cold blood was completely boiling, and he shouted heartbreakingly, "The sluts of the Ice Descendants are dying, see? That's our power, our lizardmen's power! We are carving out a path of dignity with our lives! ”

Dignity? The dignity of our lizard people!

Chenison's blood-boiling encouragement is thrown into the stalemate advancing war, like a super bomb! The lizardmen suddenly found themselves full of strength, and from their slender arms, from their thin claws, their bloodshot eyes were bulging and about to glare out of their sockets!

"Whew!"

Another Iceborn was stabbed to death by a lizardman, and sometimes, resistance is like a storm, like a spark that can start a prairie fire, perhaps they have inherited the blood of Avarosa, the goddess of liberty, and when the shackles of slavery and cowardice are broken and shattered, endless courage and hope follow.

Blood of honor and fearlessness.

Iceborn was directly frightened, they didn't understand why these lizardmen suddenly seemed to be like turning into humans, the slender green arms that could have been cut off at the same time, actually needed to exert seven layers, no, it was the power of nine layers to cut down with all their strength, and when they cut a lizardman to death, they would be surrounded by other lowly creatures rushing in, and they would die a tragic death.

The Iceborn are now desperate to escape, they have completely lost the courage to fight, this encounter is extremely tragic, twenty Iceborn against fifty lizardmen, now there are three left in the Iceborn, there are still ten more lizardmen, and the surviving Iceborn's tiger's mouth is numb and almost unconscious.

They swallowed saliva and leaned back against the beam, only feeling endless sorrow and depression.

The lord of the Cursed Lands, the Iceborn, was besieged by the lizardmen, who were regarded as the lowest and inferior, and they really thought that they were dreaming at the moment, and the lizardmen besieging the Iceborn, wasn't it a dream?

The skirmishes in several areas soon came to an end.

As the scout battalion of the Ice Descendant, there are only about fifty people in the eighth-order Grand Magician Grand, Wu Wenxu and the others are all cut five, and the thousand-year inheritance only makes the Ice Descend more pedantic and cowardly, which is less than a drop in the bucket compared to the madness of Noxus.

"Looks like you had a good time."

Wu Wenxu pulled the Demon Drinking Knife out of the heart of the last Ice Descendant, his body stagnated slightly, and then turned around, staring at the protagonist who finally appeared with a sneer.

Although, Wu Wenxu thought that he had already been eaten by Hualong.

The lord of the camp, the eighth-order great magician Grande, had a gloomy face, he was a fat man, but he was very clean and delicate, and his long eyelashes twitched with the twitching of his eyes, and it could be seen how angry Grande was suppressed under his calmness.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Wu Wenxu, and you can also call me Lord Diablo."

Wu Wenxu's sneer gradually turned into a smile like a spring breeze, as if to welcome the arrival of this leader, and like to welcome an old friend who has not seen him for many years, in short, he smiled naturally and very affinity.

The spiritual power of the eighth-order great magician could effectively resist the spiritual rush from external stimuli, but since he walked out of the camp until he saw this man, Grande had the urge to faint to the ground more than once.

It's not the clan that attacks your camp, it's the lizardmen who attack your camp! No, it was supposed to be a lizardman who had been bewitched by humans, and Grande didn't think he had seen the boy, let alone heard of the title of Lord Diablo, so he stared at the man and chose to remain silent for the time being.

"You were able to come out alive, and I can see that you don't plan to use the communication crystal, I admire your courage, and I also respect your powerful eighth-order great mage cultivation."

"Want a chance?"

Grande was full of mental power, and was stared at by the man's deep eyes, and he found that the man's words seemed to have magical power, and every word hit his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

Grande didn't rush to answer the man's question, he was a smart man, otherwise he wouldn't have endured the humiliation to this day, he looked around, carefully and carefully, until he didn't look at a surviving Iceborn again, and Grande's fat face pretended to be relaxed before it became serious.

"You want me to submit to you?"

Hearing the tentative question of this eighth-order great magician, Wu Wenxu nodded without pretentiousness, seeing that the lord of the camp gradually showed a disdainful and indifferent expression, Wu Wenxu was not angry, and still said with a smile: "I know what you are thinking, do you think that with your cultivation of an eighth-order great magician, it will be easy to kill us, right?" Then I must tell you that if you can enter your camp without knowing it, you can naturally kill you without a trace. ”

Wu Wenxu paused for a moment, and the last smile finally turned into Senran: "Now, I can still kill you." ”

In the hidden corner, the pitch-black muzzle of the sniper rifle flickered, and the crimson color like blood was aimed between Grand's eyebrows, and the spiritual power covered the light between the eyebrows, Grand's pupils gradually contracted, and behind his back, a cold sweat of fear of death finally oozed.

(End of chapter)