The cold snap of the Ironridge Mountains is a constant topic of discussion in Noxus, and legend has it that it is the winged wind that lives at the top of the mountain, the ice phoenix Anivia.

Ice Phoenix Anivia, is a super creature that the Noxus top brass regards as a thorn in the flesh in the eye, it is responsible for guarding the Iron Ridge Mountain Range that stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles, and all Noxian soldiers who dare to set foot on the Sacred Snow Mountain will be turned into ice sculptures without exception.

Who would question Anivia's strength? Just as no one dares to step into the howling swamp in the dark of night, it is doomed that Noxus will not be able to bypass the Iron Ridge Mountains, so he can only grit his teeth and guard the northern artery.

It is precisely because of these rolling cold currents that the cold-feared Noxian soldiers did not easily step into the Vinoria Snow Field, otherwise they would have slaughtered the indigenous people on the Snow Field long ago, known for their ferocity and bloodthirstiness.

Unfortunately, the 500 or so people who dared to go deep into the snowfields of Vinoria this time were destined to become a tragedy.

After the dragon gnawed off the mage's head, it was not in a hurry to attack, but cunningly burrowed into the ground, and the more than 200 archers and fourteen mages with their teeth rattled with their teeth, but there was nothing they could do with this monster.

"You bunch of waste, come and protect us!" The magicians roared at the archers, and immediately waved their wands in horror, only to see a flash of red light, and several layers of colored shields were instantly placed on their bodies, and their arms were clustered together, and they actually surrounded the city in a circle.

The archers are miserable, what is this Nima not dying? They are long-range shooters, and they have no one to protect themselves, so how can they protect these pampered magicians?

Despite this thought, the archers still pretended to mount the arrows, and hurriedly surrounded the fourteen magicians in the outer three circles of the left circle.

When the magicians saw that they were surrounded by people, or that the ostrich was troubled, they retreated in horror.

In their opinion, such an encirclement should have frightened the mysterious monster a little.

As everyone knows, the protection of the archers in such a state will not only make the arrows shot weak, but also swarm them, which provides an excellent killing opportunity for the dragon!

Hualong, who can't even make a trace of cavalry steel guns, will be afraid of these archers?

As the number one overlord of the Snow Field, the dragon naturally knew that the most threatening was the fourteen magicians, and it was still hesitant to exchange the minimum injury for the maximum output, but it didn't expect the magicians to take the initiative to surround together, which made Uncle Long very happy.

"Boom!" I only heard a hissing roar coming from under the snow, as if a mine buried in the snow had been stepped on, and a three-meter-high snowflake burst into a hula!

A terrifying shadow two feet high suddenly appeared in the snowflakes.

"Whoosh!" Countless bows and arrows shot at the gray and white shadows, and the sharp arrows touched the shadows, but they only made a few crisp sounds, and then folded the arrows and bounced to the side.

It was the duty of the shield swordsmen to protect the mages, but the soldiers were so angry that they were all played by Wu Wenxu, how could they still be in the mood to care about their lives and deaths?

"What a piece of rubbish, you, shoot me hard!" The fourteen mages screamed angrily, snorting violently as if they had epilepsy, and they shrank their heads for fear of ending up with the same fate as the previous mage, and they had forgotten to even cast their magic attacks.

The archers were so miserable that they had to rain arrows again.

The dragon shook its body as if it was enjoying it, these bows and arrows shot at its body like tickling, and it was extremely comfortable and comfortable, and under the rain of countless arrows, its red yellow eyes the size of copper bells suddenly narrowed quietly.

"Whew!" The beast's nostrils sneered with a burst of white mist, and soon locked its eyes on the magicians, and it slowly opened its huge mouth, and a piece of salivation instantly oozed from its fine and sharp caries, which shocked the fourteen mages.

Hualong is a very intelligent creature, as the overlord of the Great Snow Plain, he followed Wu Wenxu for a day, hidden, intimidated, and sneak attacked, and he learned everything!

Seeing that the dragon had already appeared next to the magician, Wu Wenxu laughed, turned around with a grimace, and quickly walked around the direction where the dragon was, as long as these guys were not allowed to get close, judging how extraordinary their martial arts were, they would all turn into bubble phantoms.

The magicians can't take it anymore, oh my God! What kind of monster is it? This slightly open mouth is clearly a kind of ridicule!

Hualong was really laughing, even though he thought he was very similar and handsome, and he was still winking at himself. But this strange behavior only made it more terrifying in the hearts of the Noxian soldiers.

"Die!" The mages were already on the verge of collapse, and they all raised their wands, and the strong wind was strong, and fourteen rays of light struck the dragon like a rainbow.

"Shhh The dragon beast retracted its smile and let out a low roar, it seemed to it that such a polite smile was actually exchanged for such a fierce attack!

It's rude, rude.

If it had been in the face of this level of attack before, the dragon would have been arrogant and would have resisted with its body, but after being taught by Wu Wenxu, it had been cautious about magic to the point of no return, and its tail rolled up, and it swooped into the ground.

This action made the group of soldiers around Hualong hard, the magic was empty, and the crowd behind Hualong immediately let out a heart-rending scream, and in the blink of an eye, the bodies of dozens of soldiers turned into a black appearance.

"Click!" The soldier who had been struck by magic fell to the ground on his back, his mask cracked, and in an instant, his old cheeks, which were as dry as a dying old man, were black and lifeless.

This is the Noxian mage's most accustomed life-killing magic technique, the Soul Seeking Spell.

"Boom!" The dragon burrowed out of the snow again, but this time it appeared in the center of the mages, and a vicious mouth opened violently, "Click! The three hapless mages closest to its mouth were bitten by the waist and dragged deep into the snow.

The moment the dragon dived into the ground, he didn't forget a dragon with a big tail, and the tail end of more than two meters long immediately turned the five magicians into meat sauce, and fresh internal organs and large intestines splattered out from this meat sauce, as if a blood-drenched visceral feast fell from the sky.

The moment the dragon beast dived into the snow, one of the surviving magicians suddenly kicked his legs hard and fell straight to the ground.

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of this guy's mouth, and the eyes under the mask were about to protrude from the sockets, and he was actually frightened!

In the blink of an eye, there were only five of the fourteen magicians left......

Due to the increasing disorder of the magic particles in the Valoran continent, the number of magicians is decreasing year by year, and they are all protected like treasures in the army, but it is precisely because of this that the personality of many magicians has become arrogant and timid.

The beast bearer finally discovered the mutation of the mage group, and then suddenly woke up, they were clearly tricked by the boy!

"His grandmother's! Stinky boy, if I catch you, I will make you worse than dead! The beast's flag-bearer's eyes were red and about to ooze blood, and he shouted in remorse, full of indignation, eager to pull Wu Wenxu's bones and skin.

But the boy is really fucking evil, is his physical strength endless?

On the huge snowfield, Wu Wenxu has become the leader of more than 200 people, I said to go left, no one goes to the right! This leads them by the nose and runs back and forth, which is even better than the commander who trained them to make them obedient.

And those unprotected magicians are like black rabbits standing on the snowfield in the eyes of the dragon, which is particularly eye-catching and weak.

Obviously, the dragon did not give the remaining four magicians a chance to breathe, he quickly drilled out of the snow, screaming one after another, and Uncle Long's bloody mouth suddenly burst into a burst of hot blood, blood red soaked in the vast snow, and a few broken arms and fingers rolled.

The archers were powerless and could only watch in despair as the mages were slaughtered by the monsters, even though they still had a dagger pinned to their waists.

"Hey, hey, hey......" Wu Wenxu turned around with a cruel smile, the long knife army led by the standard-bearer was always thrown away by him a hundred meters away, and the young man's abrupt stop immediately made everyone brake suddenly, and dozens of soldiers in the front row fell directly to the ground like.

The flag-bearer brutally pulled out the meteor hammer and kicked away the soldier next to him, and his mouth like a banana fan moved: "Bastard boy, can't run?" ”

A cold snow drifted towards Wu Wenxu, and the crystal snowflakes were less than ten meters away, and they suddenly turned into a burst of heat.

The mages must have died, and the families were close together.

"Yes, I can't run." Wu Wenxu stretched out his right hand with compassion, and a scorching heat wave that could not be concealed made the surrounding air distorted.

Seeing the young man's movements, the beast bearer suddenly became uneasy, there are too many variables in this guy, and the devil knows what new tricks he will play.

However, the standard-bearer, who resembled a primitive human, did not have much careful thinking, and most of his thoughts were still fixed on the terrifying demonic blade before, and in his subconscious, he had already judged Wu Wenxu's attack as a bluff.

The Death of the Skeleton in the young man's hand was already getting more and more impatient.

The texture on the hot flame skull is shattered, like the magnificent lines naturally born in the granite, and it is like a world-shaking art masterpiece that has been carved out of thousands of times, one more is vulgar, and one less is regretful, it is simply exquisite and perfect to the extreme.

"Boom!" The Death of the Skeleton Flame jokingly knocked his teeth, and the two extremely dazzling red flames in his eyes were comparable to the rays of the sun, and for a while everyone dared not look directly.

"Duh! Bluffing! Regarding the view that the skeleton in Wu Wenxu's hand was a trick, the standard-bearer thought it was true, and the army in the rear followed in an instant, and two hundred dark and depressed shadows stood neatly behind the man.

The bright cold moon was covered by black clouds, and the Venolia Snow Field could no longer see any light, so black that he couldn't see his five fingers, but only Wu Wenxu was scorching with bright light, he was like an evil god with a fiery red skeleton, and the weak young man who had been obedient at the beginning had transformed into extremely cruel and ruthless.

"Anyway, you're dead, what are you struggling with?" Amidst the laughter, the suppressed figure began to advance rapidly.

Wu Wenxu's face was calm, and there was cunning and calm in his calmness, these people were so powerful that they even dared to ignore the Seventh Forbidden Curse Skeleton Flame......

In the moment of the sudden explosion of the skull's flame, a faint regret echoed in the quiet snow: "At the same time as using the word 'anyway', you have already lost." ”