Snowy nights are quiet and pure, but the nights in the snow village of Viñolia are destined to be bloody and slaughtered.

The Noxus army of 500 people faced off against Wu Wenxu!

Hualong half-squinted, his red yellow eyes like copper bells stared at the front, most of its body was submerged in the snow, and Wu Wenxu stood quietly on top of the dragon's head, the young man's face was cold, but his ten fingers trembled slightly, obviously, these two killing madmen were already a little impatient.

"Hualong, the next step is still your stage!" Wu Wenxu roared, and the haze in his heart all dissipated in this roar.

The boy gently pinched the dragon's beard, this snowy mountain has bred a strange breed that is very unusual, and the ordinary soldiers of Noxus want to defeat this monster, only to use magic attacks, otherwise its indestructible scale armor is enough to crush all the warriors.

Hualong let out a low roar, and it could see that the previous scorching killing made it unsatisfied, and it also had more and more reverence for Wu Wenxu, allowing the young man to touch it.

Seeing Hualong's desperate reaction, Wu Wenxu's heart was actually happy. At present, two powerful fighters have been ambushed, the Eternal Nightmare Demon Teng and the unknown Jiaolong Monster Dragon, if this time can successfully wipe out 500 people, we will definitely invite the spirit dragon to go north together, this gorgeous lineup, if it reaches Piltover, it will definitely be a shocking wave!

"Let's go!"

Wu Wenxu smiled presumptuously, and strangled the dragon tentacles and walked towards the outside of the village.

The dragon's steel tail dragged a long and strange curve on the snow, its self-healing ability was extremely terrifying, the scars at the end of the tail had recovered, and countless fine and hideous barbed scales had newly grown, and the extremely devastating physical attack would be a nightmare for all warriors.

Thinking about countermeasures in his heart, his gaze in front of him did not relax, and a few minutes later, Wu Wenxu's pupils suddenly lit up: "They are here!" ”

A messy purple suddenly appeared in the white snow, sticking to the white painting plate like a splash of purple droplets, moving his body slowly, although this purple light was not enough to compare with the original ocean led by Kimoan, but the bandit's momentum was not ashamed of the characteristics of Noxus.

This army was about 1,200 meters away from him, and in the chaos of the army, five purple flags about six meters high divided the five hundred soldiers into five teams, and their march was not orderly, as if they were five hundred people who had nothing to do with each other.

It's just that Wu Wenxu didn't dare to despise this team, because they didn't seem to be as scattered as they seemed.

The flag-bearers carrying the six-meter-high purple giant flag, the armor they wore was amazingly thick, and a huge word of promise was printed on their chests, and the lightly textured armor wrapped them as if there were no gaps, revealing only a pair of vague huge eyes, their bodies were as burly as mountains, and every time they walked, they made a roaring sound in the silent snow, which was more than a foot high!

The hardness of this armor is even beyond the strength of the dragon. They also had a golden meteor hammer about three meters long pinned to their waists, long iron chains connected to the hammer body, and the hedgehog-like iron ball hung down next to the right knee, hitting the leg armor as they walked, rubbing into the sound of tooth soreness.

Wu Wenxu wiped a cold sweat, obviously, this standard-bearer is the legendary humanoid tank known for its thick defensive skin. If you are accidentally hit by a meteor hammer, it will definitely turn into a meat patty, or perhaps it would be more appropriate to say that it is a meat hedgehog.

As for the army behind the flag bearer, Wu Wenxu saw it extremely vaguely.

Ordered Hualong to dive into the ground, and he carefully lay down in the snow, these soldiers are not simple, they must be perceptive and careful, Wu Wenxu is not the stunned young man who was angry at the beginning.

The body was buried in the snow, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and the cold temperature and freezing head were a little dazzling, Wu Wenxu chewed some snow casually, and the more icy stimulation made him instantly sober up, he stared at the purple water in front of him without turning his eyes, close, only six hundred meters away!

Wu Wenxu clearly saw that behind each flag-bearer stood three purple-robed people holding mysterious staffs.

The staff is covered in dark gold, less than half a meter, and the upper end of the dark red seems to be inlaid with a strange gem, emitting a variety of light, they are wearing a uniform purple gold robe, wearing a gold hoop, but their faces are covered by purple masks, like wizards in savage lands, revealing a mysterious and strange and hideous feeling.

Is the Noxian army too aggressive? Even the mages were dispatched!

What surprised Wu Wenxu even more was that behind those magicians were not only fifty or sixty long-sword soldiers, but also about thirty archers!

The young man's eyes slowly closed, revealing only a slight gap, if anyone saw a few traces of light occasionally bursting out of the gap, they would definitely be extremely frightened, it was a murderous grim reaper.

The army of more than 500 people is divided into such a detailed manner, this kind of small-scale battle can be easily deployed, and the large-scale battle will also be orderly, Wu Wenxu's contempt for Noxus in his heart can't help but gradually retract.

In hand-to-hand combat, you won't have any chance of winning.

And with the current state of the Skeleton Flame Death, maybe two hundred soldiers can be burned at one time, and the dragon can at least kill two hundred people, removing the conservative estimate, if you use all your strength to smash out the Skeleton Flame Death, there should be no doubt that three hundred will be burned to death.

Thinking of this, Wu Wenxu's eyes suddenly opened, and a cold and cold glow burst out in the depths: "Turn into a dragon, up!" ”

Wu Wenxu jumped up from the snow, he had been in love with those five flags for a long time, and burned the flag of Noxus? Hehe...... Let's start with them!

The inner world of Xue Feng stretched, the fire element gathered the tips of the ten fingers, the flames jumped wildly, Wu Wenxu waved his hands, and in an instant, the ten flames swept away the five flags like fire crows!

The Noxian soldiers were still walking comfortably, who would have thought that this wanted person who had been searching for it would dare to attack them so openly!

"Whoa!" The ten flames that were caught off guard burned the six-meter-high flag to ashes in an instant, black powder fluttered, and a hollow mass appeared in the fist of the flag bearer, and they stared at the flag with each other's faces, and their eyes were about to burst out.

It took them a long time before they reacted.

"Who is it?" The five standard-bearers let out an earth-shattering roar in unison, and this strange roar caused the snow on the surrounding lonely pine trees to disperse, and the five hundred troops exploded like a pot.

What is the flag? The flag is the faith of an army, and what could be more infuriating than the provocation of burning their flag?

"I'm here." Wu Wenxu's voice is not very loud, but it is extremely loud in the snowfield, his existence may be very small for five hundred people, but his cruelty and insidiousness are destined to make these five hundred people unforgettable.

The flag-bearer was like a raging lion, and the soldiers behind him were jackals, and a pair of eerie eyes peeked through his helmet, staring at the emaciated boy standing in the snow six hundred meters away.

"Change!" The central flag-bearer suddenly roared, and the formation evolved in an instant, with him as the center, the four flag-bearers took half a step back, and the scattered team became extremely neat in a few breaths.

The rumbling footsteps echoed, the longsword soldiers quickly came out of the array, holding purple shields, protecting the front line in a semi-arc, five flag-bearers and fifteen mages stood in the center of the arc, as if a semicircle was divided in a straight line, and the archers stood in the back in a neat and orderly manner, tightening the bowstring, the arrows were on the string, ready to fire at any time!

"Yo! I'm so scared! Wu Wenxu smiled coldly, daring to come and destroy himself, but I don't know if their strength is really as tough as it seems?

500 meters away!

"Shoot!" The central flag-bearer subconsciously waved his hands, as if this guy had not yet reacted from the nightmare of losing the flag. "Whoosh!" The wind swept suddenly, and arrows rained down from the sky, shooting fiercely at Wu Wenxu!

Wu Wenxu, who has learned the strongest forbidden spell in the fire system, if he is still afraid of these arrows, then it will really insult the teacher's name.

The snow maple leaves in his heart drove the Death Array of Skeleton Flames, and countless fire magic particles quickly condensed, Wu Wenxu's spiritual power lightning condensed, and he shouted coldly: "Condensation!" ”

With that, the young man crossed his hands, and the scorching fire element from his fingertips screamed out, burning the air to a boiling heat, and it actually condensed into a fiery square ball of fire rising in front of him!

The fire is the wall, covering the sky and the sun!

"Whoosh!" The sharp arrows pierced through the roaring wall of fire, but they were burned into a black and miserable fall by the skull flames, and returned again and again, and in the whole process, Wu Wenxu was unscathed.

Want to subdue Lao Tzu with just a few arrows? Wu Wenxu laughed even more playfully.

The magic element itself is the biggest forbidden spell, as long as it has a strong soul power, it can control the magic form wantonly, and magic tricks are as weird and unpredictable, and Wu Wenxu, who is at the peak of his soul talent, naturally has to rely on his natural advantage to fight a counter-slaughter!

Behind the sky-high flames, Wu Wenxu's arms were suddenly straightened, his fingers gradually closed, and the condensed flames were actually boiling and twisting.

The scorching firelight shone out the ordinary face, pouring out a pair of deep and strange indistinctness.

Under the horrified gaze of the five hundred or so people, the straight stream of fire actually began to bend and deform, like a giant blade forged by flames, and the hideous burning blade was sharply squared, pointing straight ahead!

(Happy Mid-Autumn Festival ~ Thank you for holding hands and flying for the reward!) Today's efforts are four more, and the bottom is guaranteed to be three more! ）