"Charge !!" Under the city gate, Galen was the first to react, and with his sword raised, he cut down a guy in front of him who was still in a daze with a sword.

"Stop him!!" Olaf was also slow to react, and when he saw Galen charge, he picked up the axe on the ground and stopped him.

The rest of the people finally came to their senses in the battle call of these two wild men, and each found the target that should be killed.

Fight to the death again.

And high in the heavens, the confrontation continues.

The man of God clings to the sword of the dead and stares at the enemy he swears to kill.

His eyes were tyrannical, murderous, but with a kind of demonic indifference.

The black flames were fierce, and the entire pitch-black sky burned into a terrifying distortion.

"It's a perfect masterpiece." General Burnham, however, seemed completely unaware of the murderous forces surging around him, and he sighed as he looked at the sky beyond the gap for a long time.

I don't know if Lu Dao is sighing at the beauty of the night sky, or Chen Senran's rage.

The wind is loud in the sky.

In the sound of the wind, a remnant of snow fell on General Burnham's shoulder.

White snow, black armor.

There was a strange beauty in the glow of the fires all around.

General Burnham stretched out his hand to dust the snow from his shoulder, glanced at the thick killing intent around him that had crushed the snow into powder, and slowly stepped out of one foot towards the boundless snowy night beyond the gap.

This step was taken, but it did not fall.

As if he had stepped on some air staircase, General Burnham took a second foot along the empty snowy night.

Chen Senran still didn't make a move, he stood in the sky, watching General Burnham ascend to the sky step by step.

It's like waiting for something.

General Burnham walked slowly through the air, taking twelve steps like a leisurely stroll, and stood opposite Chen Senran.

The wind is louder. The fire within the gap was blown up, shining on the two people standing high in the sky, pulling them and throwing two peerless silhouettes towards the ground.

"Emerald Dream, I remember this sword." General Burnham looked at the jade long sword in Chen Senran's hand and said slowly. "Ten years ago, I fought against your teacher for the first time, and at that time he was as murderous as you, and he also used this sword, and I won a small victory with the power of a sword in that battle, ten years have passed, I really miss it."

Chen Senran didn't know if he understood the way.

He didn't answer, but slowly slashed the long sword called Jade Dream in his hand to the side.

One of the oldest sword fighting rituals.

"Very well, you are indeed qualified to let me draw my sword now." General Burnham nodded. He put his hand on the hilt of his sword, "I want you to be like him, don't ...... Disappoint me. ”

Chen Senran still didn't answer, but the handful of jade dreams in his hand was getting brighter and brighter, and the jade-colored green light was twisted together with the pitch-black flames that burned around him.

Like a storm that destroys the world.

The storm unfolded at once, engulfing the sporadic flames and night in an instant, and swept straight towards General Burnham, who was holding his sword and not moving.

General Burnham still didn't move, he still maintained the same position of drawing his sword. There is no panic, no fear. Slowly drew his sword in fear.

The sword was drawn an inch.

Before the storm completely enveloped.

One inch sword.

An inch of darkness.

An inch of darkness leaked out of the deep scabbard, and in an instant it became a vast net.

Keeping all the incoming storms firmly in front of General Burnham.

General Burnham continued to draw his sword, unhurriedly.

The net opened unhurriedly, and although the world-destroying emerald storm was violent, it was choked alive.

is even shrinking inch by inch in the direction of Chen Senran.

Chen Senran suddenly let out a low roar, and bloodshot eyes appeared in his tyrannical eyes. The magic patterns all over the body are surging and rushing like the sea.

The black flame is three points stronger.

The jade-colored sword intent tore through the silent pitch-black net again, and counterattacked General Burnham by an inch.

General Burnham remained still, his sword halfway drawn.

He glanced at Chen Senran, who was burning himself like a demon in the dark night, nodded slightly, and said, "The style is not weak, and it is easy to be back then." Enough to be taught by my sword. ”

As soon as the words of teaching fell, General Burnham stopped drawing his sword slowly, and his man suddenly stepped forward, and the remaining half of the sword was suddenly unsheathed.

Suddenly, the darkness surged, and the darkness that was originally just wisps of darkness rushed towards Chen Senran overwhelmingly.

Those jade sword intents that were as fierce as they were at the last moment were directly torn to pieces, and Chen Senran was engulfed in darkness that seemed to represent the entire world realm in an instant.

There is no longer the slightest hint of murderous intent tyranny.

The wind continued to blow, and the fire shone obliquely.

General Burnham sighed from high above and slowly returned his sword to its scabbard.

But just as he was halfway back with his sword, he suddenly paused.

He slowly looked at the place where Chen Senran was standing.

Chen Senran, who should have been torn to pieces by the endless darkness, was still alive.

The darkness that had besieged him had gathered around him, and it had not gone to the last step.

They surrounded him.

At this moment, in the dark snowy night, it is strangely jumping with something in the unknown way.

It's like a very treacherous heart.

Or rather—cocoons.

A cocoon of darkness.

I don't know what kind of cocoon will be born in the road.

General Burnham returned the sword to its sheath, still standing in place, looking at the cocoon.

Didn't move.

He didn't cut it to see what it meant to be inside, but rather to see what would eventually hatch.

The wind is still raging.

In the loud wind, the sound of blood at the city gate was still splashing as good as the wind.

With Ezreal's defection and Olaf's joining, the Winterclaw troops, which were already on the verge of collapse, suddenly fought back.

Coupled with the defection of the Snow Mountain Alliance fighters in the coalition forces, the stormtrooping troops led by Galen and the follow-up troops were seriously disconnected.

For a time, the coalition forces were in a huge crisis, and Galen and Tedamir, who led the charge, were almost surrounded and isolated several times.

"Actually, you don't have to be sad, after this battle, the whole of Freljord is mine." Sejuani glanced at the battle not far away, then at the taciturn bargaining chips in front of her, and said with a smile, "We can also share the hardships, and when the time comes, I can form an alliance with you Piltover, and when the time comes, you and Ezreal will never be separated." ”

Caitlin didn't speak, she just looked at the hard and indifferent steel back not far away, silently stunned.

And out of everyone's sight, a pair of scarlet eyes stared at everyone's backs in the darkness and disappeared. (To be continued......)