The Thirteen White Knights left four in Picheng, which did not hinder Wu Wenxu from moving forward.

The next stop was the long-awaited throat of Beilu, and Wu Wenxu used almost non-stop speed.

"Lord Herald, Noxus has been shaking a lot recently, and the defense of Xuege Fortress has been weakened a lot because of the damage to the throat of the Hokuriku, and now your faithful servant, Rolan Gar, has 60,000 scum under his hands, hehehe, it's better to ...... it from me."

The bandit leader, Rolan Garr, was interrupted.

Normally, anyone who dares to interrupt the moody bandit leader is instantly killed.

Wu Wenxu sat on top of the dragon's head and glanced at Luo Langar slightly.

"Hmm, Rolan Gar should be damned, Rolan Gar should be damned! How dare you speculate on your thoughts, adults! ”

Rolan Gar slapped himself several times until his cheeks were unusually red and swollen, and he followed behind the dragon's ass like a pug again, and the sincerity in Sesame's eyes did not diminish at all.

"Rolan Gar."

"Rolan Gar is here!"

The leader of the big robbers was like a chicken's blood, and only a few rings of hair were left to stand on end, and his rickety posture stood straight and straight, almost comparable to a flagpole.

Wu Wenxu yawned, and said nonchalantly: "I see that you have worked hard all the way, there is Xuege Fortress in front, you have nothing to do, you can go back." ”

"Woo, ah, Luo Langar is not hard!"

Luo Langar wept bitterly and said: "My Demon King, you, you are too considerate of the lowly Luo Langar, Luo Langar is so moved, I am going to be moved to death, woo woo woo woo......"

"Shhh

Seeing that the ugly Rolan Gar was about to hug him, the dragon's red eyes glared suddenly, and he stuck out his tongue in warning, and the strongly corrosive acid swam on its pale tongue, full of deadly magic.

"You cheap slave, didn't you hear Lao Tzu's words!"

Wu Wenxu's lazy eyes were closed, he didn't have time to deal with this madman. What's more, only with such words can we connect with the world of Rolandgar.

Luo Langar was at a loss, and Leng Leng stood in place.

His stoppage made the robbers who had been alarmed by the black pressure not far away also stop, and their movements were swift and orderly, surpassing the ordinary regular army.

"Rorangal, you are my left hand. I have more important things to entrust to you, this snowy terrain is complex and extremely windy and snowy. Only you can control it, and you will keep me here until I march to the fortress of Xuege, understand! ”

Luo Langar said excitedly: "The servant understands. ”

He is Wu Wenxu's most loyal dog, and he absolutely obeys any orders from Wu Wenxu.

He pounded his right fist hard to his chest, and he shouted hoarsely: "Scumbags behind me, kneel!" ”

"Poof!"

Thousands of miles away, those elite robbers who were murderous and bloodthirsty fell neatly behind Wu Wenxu.

They followed the adoring gaze of Rolan Gar. only regarded Wu Wenxu as the brightest star in Valoran......

Time is like water, and the white horse passes through the gap.

Looking back, it has been a full year and seven months since the Hokuriku Throat Incident that shook Valoran.

In one year and seven months, the political situation in Noxus changed dramatically.

First of all, it represents the authority of Noxus and has been in the position of the Nine Kings for five years. Katerina, by the hands of Noxus. Darius replaced.

Immediately after, Feller Kevin, one of the three dukes of Noxus covering the sky with one hand. Bizarre and violent death.

And half a year ago, the Blade of Exile that had disappeared from the continent of Valoran. Raven is back suddenly.

Enchanting and powerful, she wields a rune sword called 'Death', and with thunderous means, it only took four months to assemble a die-hard force that Noxus cannot ignore. And in the last month, Banished Blade. Raven didn't know what means he used, but he won the title of one of the three dukes!

Noxus is in a bizarre political situation, as one major event after another becomes more and more chaotic.

Today's Noxus, almost all of its elite forces have been withdrawn to the top of the mountain or underground, and they have automatically disintegrated their control over the plains, and no one knows what Noxus is planning.

In every meeting of the Nine Kings. Darius's intriguing smile made the nations smell that something was wrong, but they couldn't find any trace of Noxus, and all in all, there seemed to be a storm coming from Valoran.

"Yasuo is alive, you have become the famous Lord of Diablo, and the current fortress of Xuege is no longer a threat to you, and you can't afford to fight a dead city again."

In the gray blizzard, the Xuege Fortress stood majestically thousands of kilometers away.

How deep did the nearly 100-zhang pitch-black iron gate once give Wu Wenxu and the others a deep sense of despair?

That unforgettable feeling of anger, even after hearing Katarina's dissuasion, Wu Wenxu still couldn't help clenching his fists.

He Wu Wenxu is back!

Now he will still be the ant who can pinch to death at the beginning!

Wu Wenxu took a deep breath of coldness, and the anger in his chest quickly calmed down.

Caterina was right.

Xuege Fortress is no longer the top ten impregnable places it used to be, even if he really sets foot on Xuege Fortress today, it will only add a topic to the Nine Kingdoms to discuss himself.

The criterion for a man's maturity is his ability to be responsible.

After nearly two years of training, Wu Wenxu's sharp water chestnut was almost smoothed, and he knew very well that there were tens of millions of ice atoms behind him, and he couldn't act rashly before the time came.

"Yasuo, I'm sorry."

"Purr ......"

The cold wind blew open the curtains, and the mighty sword man fell into the carriage, drunk and unconscious.

Wu Wenxu's heart is like a mirror, a dead person, it is impossible to get drunk, Yasuo is using drunkenness to convey his thoughts to himself, the hatred in Beilu's throat, let it disappear from now on.

"For your sake, I won't move the Sheger Fortress for the time being."

Caterina breathed a sigh of relief.

"But ......"

In Wu Wenxu's body, the domineering of the king suddenly broke out! Sitting down and turning into a dragon corresponds to the master's heart, it stares at the towering gate with rage, does its best to support its body, looks up to the sky and roars, fierce and fierce!

The man wrapped in a black robe suddenly spread out his palms.

A dark red skeleton that shocked Caterina and tyrannized the fire that obscured the sky!

"Back then I was Hadera. Nathan was cornered, and it was because of this broken door that Yasuo was killed, and the dragon was seriously injured, and we died nine times and almost lost our lives in the snowy region. ”

Wu Wenxu's voice was exceptionally calm, calm and creepy.

After the Hokuriku Throat Incident, the Xuege Fortress was tense with the defense of the outside world to the extreme, and the earth-destroying magic fluctuations only spread, and the Xuege Fortress thousands of kilometers away exploded!

In the midst of the scorching wind, a hundred thousand hurried horns suddenly sounded.

The fortress of Xuege opened widely, and with a sonorous and powerful footsteps, countless heavily armored Noxian soldiers poured out of the door, and an army of at least 20,000 people spread out in the snowy region.

The purple ocean of swords was shocking.

Wu Wenxu sneered on his lips, and he looked at it, the person at the head was the throat commander of the North Continent that he hated to the bone and wanted to kill in his dreams, Hadera. Nathan!

"Who's coming?"

Thirteenth-Order Super Magister, Hokuriku Throat Commander Hadra. Nathan's eyes were shocked.

He stared at the black robe tumbling in the heat wave, and in the depths of his memory, an incredible shadow suddenly echoed, and he quickly snuffed out that shadow.

It's impossible, that guy is just a sixth-level great magician, in less than two years, how can he have the cultivation of an eleventh-order magician!

Wu Wenxu slowly raised his right palm, and the corners of his lips became more and more cold.

His lips were cold, and his words were even colder.

In the midst of the cold and the blazing heat, it was said that Linghadra. Naxon is like a thunderbolt.

"King of Demons, Wu Wenxu." (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come and your support, which is my biggest motivation. )