"Aha!"

An Iceborn was forced into a corner by Bosidon in a frightened heart, he was only wearing a thin pair of pants, and the long sword with the blue logo of the Iceborn inlaid with the power of ice continued to tremble in his wrist, the tall figure was getting closer and closer to him, he began to scream and close his eyes, and waved his long sword desperately, he didn't believe that the bears dared to rush over with the sword, as long as they could block it for a while, for a while, the other brothers would come to support.

He thought to himself in horror and luckily.

Seeing the Ice Descendant, Bosidon's eyes were red, the sword danced with the wind and slashed at his bear body, Bosidon roared directly, he grabbed the long sword, the ice blue blade cut a lot of snow-white bear hair, but the distance was too close, it couldn't cut into the palm of the bear man's hand, Bosidon put his sword together with both palms, and roared: "Brother Birds!" ”

"Smack!"

The ice blue sword snapped into two, and the half of the sword plunged into the tent behind Iceborn's shoulder, cutting a large hole in the tent, and more cold wind blew in, and Iceborn was so frightened that he dropped the broken sword in his hand and ran out of the tent in a frenzy.

But in the hands of Bosedon, who is an ice hunter and has lost his beloved brother, how can he run, and where can he run?!

The saliva that burst out of the roar of Bosidton's scarlet tongue stained the corners of his plush mouth wet, and the moment the screaming Iceborn turned around, the nearly 300-pound bear body of Bosidon had already pressed against Iceborn, and Iceborn's head slammed into the carpet, and his head was held down by Bosidon.

"Click!"

His spine was broken by Bositon!

Iceborn was in pain, his hands struggled desperately, the right arm was grabbed by Bosheton, and then it flew bloodily to the outside of the tent with a huge rift, Iceborn's eyes were about to pop out, he could only blur the flesh and blood of his lip flap to relieve the sharp pain, Bosidon enjoyed the pleasure of tearing Iceborn very much, Bear Claw immediately clenched his head again, and in a flash, Iceborn's bloody head flew up.

The scarlet-eyed Bo Si suddenly grasped the skull, poked a hole in the skull with his fingertips, and the viscous red and white mixture instantly poured on the pupils of the Iceborn, like a salad mixed with tomatoes, and Bo Sidon stared at his eyes with a cruel smile, and then used his index finger to hook the skull and aim it at the body of the Ice Born.

Under his miserable white gaze, Bosidon shaved open the stomach of the Iceborn, pulled the sausage out and wrapped it into the skull, and the other hand dragged it indiscriminately in the mouth of the Iceborn, and soon, the intestine was interspersed from the hole and the mouth, and the brain and blood completely dyed Bosidon red, looking at his masterpiece, Bosidon felt unsatisfied, he directly tied the sausage around his waist, so a head of the Iceborn was hung on his stomach.

In a moment, put on ten heads, no, a hundred!

Tears flowed from the bloody eyes of the executioner, Bo Sidton......

Brother Birds, do you see?

This is our enemy, who has killed yours! Brother knows, you must be eager to climb to Bitmond, you want to slash these bullying guys, brother will help you do it, now, I'm going to kill more Iceborn!

The tent was smashed by the bear's claws, and a bloody scene was about to be staged again......

The cold wind that poured in after the barrier broke made the Iceborn tremble like chaff, and they couldn't immediately soothe the frozen blood in their bodies, only a few symbolic, armored Iceborn defended, but they were soon stabbed into a blur of flesh by the mad lizardmen, and died next to the Crystal Hub, and then more and more Wanderers poured in, and the rioters with teeth and claws set off a bloody frenzy in Bitmund.

"On the east side of the fifth military tent."

The whisper as crisp as a bell guided Wu Wenxu and the others to rush into the east.

With the protection of Wu Wenxu and Grand, the Great Prophecy of the Spirit Cold Moon was performed safely and worry-free, the girl crossed her hands to cover her shoulders, her eyes seemed to be melancholy, and there was more of the power of fate in that melancholy.

Ling Hanyue's Great Prophecy Technique is a very powerful and anti-heaven prophecy magic, as long as you are close enough, you can sense the breath of any person who has seen fate.

"Voices from outside?"

Maple Messer opened his eyes weakly, he was tied to a stake, two feet away from Gkaias, and inside the tent, Rollo and the others were completely tortured and passed out, including the poor one-eyed commander Chenison, but the cruel torture of the Ice-Descendants could only make Joti Maple Messey's will stronger.

"Gkaias, wake up!"

Feng Luo Misai was so excited that he was about to go crazy, shaking his arms and thighs hard, but the rope was tied too tightly, and the scar of tender flesh was squeezed on the rope, so painful that Feng Luo Misai frowned and frowned, and the blood rolled the hemp rope and stained the ground with a large area, Feng Luo Misai's face was pale, but he shook harder!

"Don't move, again... Mess around again, Lao Tzu will kill you! ”

Outside, the sound of killing shook the ground, through the heavy curtain, I could vaguely see people falling down, and the two ice descendants in charge of torture in the tent were so frightened that their legs were weak, how dare they leave the tent, just clenched their long swords, and forcibly scolded those prisoners who thought they deserved to die, trying to regain that little bit of pitiful courage.

It's the master, it must be the master who killed the mountain!

Maple Messai gritted his teeth, the flesh and blood of his arms kept rubbing the hemp rope, and the tender flesh soon became bloody, and the sharp pain made Maple Messey burst out more strength in his body, and he had always believed that that man, the man who could do anything, would definitely kill Bitmund.

Don't let your master see your embarrassment.

"Ahhh

The stake shook violently, and Maple Ramis was furious, every inch of muscle bulging high, and the rope was deeply embedded in the flesh, and the blood spurted out, causing the two Ice Descendants to and pee, and the hands holding the long sword trembled.

"What are you doing in a daze, kill, kill him!"

This guy named Jodi Maple Messey has been obedient and allowed himself to ravage for several days, where have they seen Jodi go crazy, that ruthlessness, that crazy momentum, both of them are weak, the shorter Iceborn desperately pushes the other Iceborn forward, his eyes are staring at the rope, because the hemp rope has a faint tendency to break!

The tall Ice Descendant was furious, dragged him forward with his backhand, and said angrily, "What are you pushing Lao Tzu for?" When you smoke him, you are the most energetic, kill, hurry up and kill him for me! ”

The terrifying eyes of Emperor Maple Massey did not hide the monstrous killing intent and bestiality, and the two Ice Descendants were glared at by him, only to feel that their hands were becoming more and more weak, and the two of them pushed me, but no one dared to step forward to get rid of this purple-bearded man.

"Hahahaha, a bunch of trash!"

Jodi Maple Misai laughed maniacally, his tongue curled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood hard, and the spit starry shot directly into the short man's cheek, and the short man Iceborn screamed, and his anger was completely aroused.

"You're a piece of trash, trash! Look at Lao Tzu, pinch you to death now! ”

The short Icestar slammed out his sword, and the sword slammed into the skull of Maple Messer, and if the sword fell, it would definitely be able to cut Joti Maple Messey in two.

"Bang!"

Before the blade of the sword fell, the wooden stake deeply embedded in the ground was unexpectedly pulled up by the purple-bearded man!

The back of Emperor Yoo **** was full of scars sprinkled with salt, those scars were against the thick wooden stake, the painful Emperor Yoo's eyes were pitch black, just half a second of brief dizziness, Emperor Yoo's arms were pinned to the stake's arms and suddenly exerted force, he turned the stake upside down, and the sword cut straight into the stake half a foot away from his left arm.

"You better kill it!"

The voice of the short Ice Descendant actually brought a cry, because of his timidity, after the ice sword cut into the stake, he didn't dare to pull out the ice sword again, staggered and fell back, this scene fell in the eyes of Emperor Yoo, Emperor Yoo savagely licked the blood from the corner of his lips like a mouth, and bent down the waist pole fiercely, the top of the stake was aimed at the belly of the short Ice Descendant, and Feng Luo Misai didn't care about everything and rushed up!

The Iceborns were dumbfounded.

"Boom!"

The short Iceborn screamed and flew out upside down, pressing the tent, his stomach was pressed against the column, the top of his belly was constantly pressing, how strong was the Maple Lotus Messiah? The torture he had endured for days turned into the furiest flames of revenge, and he stared at the Ice Descendant on the tent with his head against the stake, looking at his face struggling with pain, and the murderous intent in Yoddi's heart was even stronger.

"Ahhh

"Help, ah!"

The cacophony of the tent tearing, the poor fellow lying half-dead in the snow, rolling his eyes and clutching his throat, his calves twitching, the rush that almost squeezed his intestines to his throat.

Jodi smashed the tent with a bloodstained stake, and at the moment when the other Ice-Descend drew his sword with an ugly face, Maple Ramis roared, and with the last of his strength, slammed away to the right.

The stake was a foot high, and the whole strength of the Maple Race was like a steel hammer smashing into Iceborn's waist, making him dizzy, and his bones clicked violently, and the long sword flew high into the sky, trembling and groaning, and thrust into the ground.

However, it was not the hard earth that the cold blade was about to touch, but the horrified, miserable eyeballs of his master!

"Poof!"

The sword in the narrowed pupils expanded more and more, the sword had no mercy, piercing his eyes deeply, Maple Messey wanted to laugh, but he didn't have the strength to laugh anymore, he just snorted and fell to the ground, he couldn't pay attention to the bloodied left pupil, killing pigs like screaming and rolling in the Ice Breed, in fact, Jodi Maple Messey was exhausted to the point that it was a little difficult to breathe.

Hehe, is it ruthless with Lao Tzu?

Feng Luo Misai was very proud, he was really proud, as the leader of the Thirteen White Knights, as the most loyal servant of that man, he didn't lose Wu Wenxu's face at all.

But, I'm so tired.

Maple Messey fell in a pool of blood in agony, and an ethereal and heavy feeling made Maple Messey slowly close his eyelids.

'That crimson shadow, something familiar?' ’

'I can't do it, master, please forgive Joti for being lazy......

(End of chapter)