"Beifeng Shenlong, can you temporarily put it in a weapon like an axe, reduce the power given to me, so that I don't collapse, and I can also chop the axe into this person's body?" Lin Zhao dodged and parried Mr. Stick's attack again and again, and asked the North Wind Divine Dragon through his soul. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He is not in very good shape at the moment, and he is a little anxious. If the time drags on any longer, he is afraid that he will really be flattened by the big stick as Mr. Bang said.

"If it's just for a short time, yes." The North Wind Divine Dragon immediately responded, "But if you want your body not to collapse, I can only give you a small part of the strength, and you, at most, can only hold on for 0.5 seconds." ”

…… Zero-and-a-half seconds!? What is that enough to do?

Lin Zhao suddenly became entangled.

But Mr. Bang saw that Lin Zhaoteng gradually became more and more difficult to move the knife, and he became more and more energetic, and the offensive was like a frenzy, wave after wave, and in the blink of an eye, the edges and corners on the big stick hung a lot of holes on Lin Zhao's body.

Lin Zhao knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely die. His mind raced, and he thought of a solution that was not a solution.

…… 0.5 seconds is 0.5 seconds, it's better than nothing. I can only give it a try!

He made up his mind, and with all his strength, dodged Mr. Stick's blow again, and slashed the axe at Mr. Stick's neck.

His heart rose to his throat, his attention was extremely concentrated, and when the axe in his hand touched the skin on Mr. Stick's neck, he gritted his teeth and called out to the North Wind Dragon through his soul.

At this moment, a green light suddenly flashed on the blade of the axe in his hand. The blade of the axe seemed to change its material all of a sudden, and it was opened by the green mang, and it became unusually sharp.

Z -

The blade pierced the steel.

Mr. Bang's neck was cut in half.

But 0.5 seconds, even if Lin Zhao calculated just right, no matter how 0.01 second was not wasted, it was not enough to cut off all of Mr. Stick's head with an axe.

The sound of stabbing and lala sounded again and again, Lin Zhao pulled out his axe and retreated, guarding carefully, and saw that there was a black liquid flowing out of Mr. Bang's neck, followed by a string of electric light exploding, constantly rushing in and out of Mr. Bang's neck, flashing non-stop.

Mr. Bang is leaking.

Lin Zhao suddenly understood.

Mr. Stick's head was tilted and difficult to straighten, and the broken part of his neck kept gushing liquid with electricity. His movements became more and more sluggish, and he had lost the rune energy, and the big stick he wielded in his hand was already not very dexterous, and at this time, it was even more slow to wield.

Lin Zhao felt a slight weakness in his body, and a large long crack broke open on the axe in his hand.

Sure enough, in the face of the powerful and fierce power of the North Wind Divine Dragon, no matter how small it is, it will have a certain load on itself and its weapons.

"Damn it...... Bastard! Dog...... Slave! Mr. Bang's eyes darkened a little, and the wound on his neck seemed to affect him so much that he had to cover it with one free hand. The black liquid was completely unstoppable, and it continued to flow out from between his fingers, and the current wrapped around the black liquid, and after a while, the liquid hung all over his body.

Lin Zhao took two steps back, not daring to touch Mr. Stick. Mr. Bang has been transformed, and unlike ordinary people, he was electrocuted by the current, but he doesn't know what will happen.

The two men of Ionia and Noxus, who were fighting around them, were disturbed by Mr. Stick's strange appearance, and they stopped for a moment and took refuge a little farther away, all of them carefully watching Mr. Stick's condition.

Mr. Stick has lost too much strength, and he has to hold his neck again, and it is difficult to lift the stick in his hand with one hand. The big stick and pestle were on the ground, and it was no threat to Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, but did not choose to attack again. Look at the internal structure of Mr. Stick's body exposed between his neck, and the weapon in his hand, if there is no power of the North Wind Divine Dragon, I am afraid that it will not have any effect on Mr. Stick.

Moreover, Mr. Bang's appearance is obviously on the verge of collapse, and he doesn't attack himself, he just needs to watch him to prevent him from returning to the light before he dies and hurting people.

"You...... Damn it...... Stick your head over and let Lao Tzu smash it flat! The light in Mr. Stick's eyes became more and more dim, and he staggered, and he had to support the big stick on the ground with his hand to stand firm, "You...... It should be killed by the noble me, that's ...... Your pleasure. ...... Come over to Lao Tzu, quick! ”

He was hysterical and had descended into madness. Lin Zhao retreated a little farther away, not bothering to pay attention to him. He could tell that Mr. Bang was already in the process of a slow death with the loss of fluid and electricity. Or chronic crashes, there's nothing wrong with that.

In order to prevent Mr. Bang from having any means to recover after being exposed to rune energy, Lin Zhao is now just maintaining the "magic killer" to ensure that the rune energy will not come into contact with Mr. Bang. He felt that his "magic killer" could still last for a while, but he didn't know if Mr. Bang would be able to completely crash as he wished during this time.

Suddenly there was a trumpet sound in the distance, and the horn was blessed with runic energy, and it became extremely penetrating, spreading throughout Preshidian in the wind.

"Withdraw!" The Noxians heard the sound of the trumpet, and immediately gathered together. All of a sudden, they became orderly and neat, some killed to open the way, some broke off, and only Mr. Stick, who seemed to be hopeless, was left behind.

The Ionians glanced at Mr. Lin Zhao and Mr. Bang, leaving the wounded soldiers behind, and they all chased after the Noxian team.

Mr. Bang was almost unable to stand, and the hand holding the big stick to support his body trembled violently, causing his body to sway, and his skin was already showing rust.

"Mom...... Damn it......" Mr. Stick cursed as he watched the Noxians leave in groups, his eyes showing endless despair. Even if he made such a brief insult now, his voice was weak, not as full of anger as before.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Lin Zhao felt that when Mr. Bang occasionally looked at him, there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

He tried to raise his big axe, and slashed it sideways at Mr. Stick. The horror in Mr. Bang's pupils suddenly magnified, and for the axe that Lin Zhao attacked, he didn't even seem to have the strength to dodge.

"Ding!"

The axe slashed at Mr. Stick's neck once more.

Mr. Stick's head was tilted, and his neck was still covered by his hands. The blade of the axe passed through his fingers, stained with the black liquid of the axe.

Mr. Bang's body after being transformed by Noxus and Zuan technology is unimaginably hard, and Lin Zhao's axe still can't cause any harm to Mr. Bang.

But Mr. Stick, who had lost most of his strength, finally couldn't hold it anymore under this axe, and fell straight to the ground.