Straight and unyielding man.

A man whose eyes exude calm and dead intent.

After his attention, the only difference was that the bloody scythe in the man's hand was replaced by a broken sword that looked broken, but what did it matter?

Because, Wu Wenxu stood there unharmed.

He, Lord Diablo, is to tell the Ice Descendants so arrogantly, what is the self-detonation attack of the 'fat' pig red elephant, Lao Tzu, I am unscathed!

Bite me, you bite me~

The Red Elephant General's two snow-white **** ones are still hanging on both sides of the dark light, compared with the man's indifferent pace, the end is extremely stiff, under the gaze of a group of soldiers whose eyes are so frightened that they want to stare out of their sockets, the Red Elephant General's chaotic and twisted body is overwhelmed and falls.

"Boom!"

The chaotic dark light seemed to carry a great weight, crashing into the snow with an earth-shattering sound, and the two arms that the Red Elephant General finally broke out of his shell turned out to be broken into soft and greasy pieces of 'meat' with the stumble, and then flew out.

The brilliance is constantly cracking.

Whenever a dark 'color' of light becomes substantial, large pieces of 'fat' and 'meat' are born out of thin air, and the scene hatched in this eggshell is like a very skilled butcher chopping the pig 'meat' on the cutting board, and a whole piece of pig 'meat' falls into his hand, raising his arm, waving a knife, and breaking into 'meat' in the blink of an eye.

The lord stepped on the bloodless 'meat' and 'meat' that had been pressed by the magic power, and a sense of happiness rose in his heart for no reason, but he could hear the gang of wastes chanting the name of the Red Elephant General at the moment when the 'fat' pig Red Elephant's arm was 'exposed'.

Red elephants?

Hehe...... The person who moves me Wu Wenxu, you god Lao Tzu is going to chop you up!

Wu Wenxu's eyes were full of banter, he walked a few steps, and spat a mouthful of spit quite angrily, very strange, the spit star spit out of the man's mouth, and fell into the pure white 'colored' snow as if with a corrosive effect, and the snow contaminated by the saliva not only melted weirdly, but also snorted black smoke.

It seems that the man's mouth spits out magma!

"Oh my God, General Red Elephant is dead!"

These villains are also ready to watch Wu Wenxu's death without a corpse, and then kneel to 'lick' their red elephant toes.

"Poof!"

A soldier sat down in the snow with a fart and a tear-stained face, and screamed: "Lord Ice God, he is a demon, he is immortal, who ...... Who's going to save us! ”

Who will come to their rescue?

Their brutality and bloody 'sex' are not displayed on the battlefield where they bravely kill the enemy, because the blades in their hands have long been accustomed to cutting into the bodies of innocent civilians!

"Whew!"

The quaint broken sword, mercilessly spun up two human heads, and the Wind Blade, which had already experienced the prosperity of the Void, seemed to disdain to stain the dirty blood of the Ice Descendants.

Wu Wenxu's body was swift, and he slashed six Ice Descendants in a row in two breaths, and the Wind Blade, except for the half-dead scorched smoke from the crack, the entire sword body was as bright as ever!

"Please, please spare us, we are willing to be a cow and a horse for Lord Diablo, he, you spare us, we can give you a lot of 'women' in the territory, and play with ...... at will"

Wu Wenxu hung down the broken sword indifferently, and when the two sneering ice descendants fell into the snow, they still maintained a posture of trying to forgive, to be honest, the tears of these ice descendants were very contagious, but Wu Wenxu saw their tears, and the anger in his heart rose monstrously!

What is it about the environment that creates this disgusting garbage?

As soldiers in the city of faith, they have no worries about food and clothing, but they treat the civilians of the territory like animals, they come and go, and they are killed if they are unhappy, Wu Wenxu doesn't know how much blood of poor civilians their hands are stained with, but, but why don't they have the slightest repentance before they die!

In order to survive, can you kneel on the ground like a dog and beg for mercy?

In order to survive, can you give away other people's 'sexual' lives as playthings?

What about the dignity, the dignity they should have as a warrior!

When I first came to the border of the Cursed Iceborn, the first batch of lizardmen I encountered were a hundred times stronger than them, no, I should say ten million times!

The lizardmen are used to being the weakest and incompetent in the entire continent, but what are they trying to do? They just don't want to live under the discrimination of others, they just want to eat peacefully, what's wrong with them!

The tragic death of the aunt and the anger of Qin Yaoyao's capture poured into the bottom of his heart, and a sword pierced the hearts of three soldiers in a row, Wu Wenxu pushed away the bloody corpse, and it turned out to be a long howl in pain.

The rulers of the Iceborn, how can they tolerate their presence in the world for a second longer!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

If I don't step on the Ice Descendant in this life, I, Wu Wenxu, will be the Lord of Diablo!

"Lord Diablo, please don't kill me, I, I know where your 'girl' is."

The blade of the wind tore the throat of a soldier, and through his bloody and blurred neck, Wu Wenxu suddenly 'pulled' the broken sword out, and stared at the other soldier pressing under the corpse with eyes like lightning.

He was just a little short of going to hell with the corpse.

Wu Wenxu's body was like a ghost, and his body was beyond the normal speed of human beings, which was not something that these soldiers could resist at all. At this time, seeing that the Grim Reaper stopped the bloody and merciless killing, the surviving soldiers were even more hugging their heads and running around, and a few guys who were extremely frightened even ran away from their shoes, but they didn't dare to pick them up, and they ran faster than dogs.

Qin Yaoyao's 'sexual' life is much more valuable than these scumbags. ’

"Click!"

The broken sword was fiercely 'thrust' into the snow, 'thrust' into the right side of the soldier's neck, the cold blade clinging to the soldier's skin, and the severed wind blade cut a 'flesh' visible blood mark on the soldier's neck.

"Tick!"

The sound of blood dripping in the snow poured into the soldier's ears through the broken sword, expanding infinitely, and he swallowed his saliva in horror, but the saliva was stuck in his throat, and he didn't dare to swallow it anymore anyway.

Gazing at the man's wolf-like fierce eyes, the soldier said with great difficulty: "She's ......"

"Whoosh!"

Above the sky, a fierce magic suddenly appeared.

This magic force was like a blast of wind, setting off a deadly and suffocating killing intent, and slashed at Wu Wenxu's head with lightning speed, even in the case of the magic seal, Wu Wenxu also felt the change in the airflow behind him.

Wu Wenxu was not 'chaotic' in danger, grabbed the soldier's shirt and bounced up, and the invisible sword slash condensed by fierce magic power was almost slashed against Wu Wenxu's scalp, fortunately, the lord's hair was not very long, except for a few strands cut by the sword, it was basically undamaged.

"Ahh

The soldiers who were carried by Wu Wenxu did not have Wu Wenxu's good luck at all.

He followed the lord before he fell from the air, but he let out a terrible scream, this soldier who escaped from the ghost 'gate' just now, with the psoas muscle as the center, the upper body and the lower body were completely separated!

The flying blood sprayed on Wu Wenxu's face, Wu Wenxu's eyes were bloody, and he was about to see the world clearly, and the upper body of the soldier was carried by Wu Wenxu in his hands, and he was not dead yet.

"I don't want to die!"

The sudden pain twisted the soldier's aching arms, and he was caught between half life and half death, and he didn't know where he got the strength to hug the lord desperately.

The soldier's last struggle before dying was extraordinary!

The enemy's attack was caught off guard, Wu Wenxu didn't expect it at all, at this time, the Wind Blade was still 'inserted' not far away, and his body was tightly clamped by this half-dead guy, and he didn't even have a chance to hold the Wind Blade.

"Whoosh!"

The guy who attacked Wu Wenxu obviously wouldn't let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Invisible magic swept rapidly in midair, emitting a series of sharp and piercing screams.

Wu Wenxu said angrily in his heart; ', here are two magic sword slashes! ’

"Hahaha, am I going to die? Hahahaha, Lord Diablo, you go to hell with me! ”

The soldier who desperately hugged Wu Wenxu seemed to feel the magic sword slash that was about to cut through his body, and according to his last obsession before death, he thought that this powerful man was about to die with him, and he felt very happy, and he couldn't help but laugh weakly and proudly.

All of a sudden, the blood from the soldier's waist slid wildly towards the broken water bag, and he laughed so hard that blood flowed from all seven orifices, which was extremely terrifying.

"Die to you Malegobi."

A waste that is not as good as a dog, and you still want to drag yourself to hell with you?

"Boom!"

Wu Wenxu's fist was still a thousand miles away from the big casserole, but when this fist that didn't look very powerful was swung out, the crackling sound of bones crushing was even more piercing than the sound of firecrackers for the New Year.

"Whew!"

The lord smashed his fist in the soldier's face in a rage, easily smashing the bridge of his nose, this idiot soldier who had lost his mind and wanted Wu Wenxu to accompany him to death, the whole person flew out like a paper warbler with a broken thread, and the two dead clamped Wu Wenxu's arms and pulled them out of his body!

Looking at this daydreaming soldier again, he was clearly blown out of the head by Wu Wenxu's punch!

Wu Wenxu got out with a punch, and he couldn't relax in his heart, this kind of fragile waste, a hundred more will be killed, the problem is that the two guys who attacked him are much more tricky than the red elephant.

"Whoosh!"

The two magic swords were 'handed' before and after, and they were already close at hand, if the Wind Blade was in hand, Wu Wenxu was confident that he would be able to block this attack, but at the moment, it seemed that if he was not cut into four pieces, the two magic skills would never give up.

"I'm in the way!"

At the last moment, Wu Wenxu rolled sideways like a limit, dodging one of the magic sword slashes, and the other sword slash blocking the back road, splashed hot blood in an instant!

"Boom!"

There is no expected scene of flesh and blood flying, and there is no wail of struggle.

The frowning lord rolled four or five times in the snow, his arms were completely torn, and two scars that were not deep or shallow hung on his arms, staggering across the snow as if tomato juice had been poured on ice cream, staining a bloody and straight path.