Edward stretched out his scarlet tongue and gently licked the blood beads off the dagger, then looked back at Froga with a strange look. Froga suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Feeling the wound on his neck still bleeding, Froga's brow tightened. The dagger in Edward's hand, Froga had heard of it for a long time, and the wounds separated by it would basically bleed. But fortunately, he and the guardian spirit have not yet broken down, and the wound is beginning to heal.

"It's good, there are very few people who can dodge my first attack, so it's a pleasure for me. In order to repay you, I promise you that I will torture you well. The smile on Edward's face was so bright that Froga thought Edward was a very friendly man, if he hadn't said those words.

Froga's eyes froze, and the ice in his hand was not sluggish, but it was only able to resist Edward's attack, his attack was so fast that Froga could only feel a gust of wind blowing. If it weren't for the keen sense of danger that lurked in the darkness for many years, a normal person would have been a dead body in the dueling arena after Edward's first attack.

Since you're fast, I'll slow you down! Froga closed her eyes and tried to feel the change in the wind around her. Suddenly, he felt the wind blowing gently on his left, and when it was too late, the ice in Floga's hand immediately burst into a faint blue light, and the gray mist instantly enveloped Floga. Edward, who was moving at high speed, felt that his movements had slowed down, although the audience standing under the dueling arena still couldn't see Edward's figure, but for Edward, who was extremely sensitive to speed, he was now a slowly crawling snail. "It's kind of interesting. Edward found that the closer he got to the gray-white mist that enveloped Floga, the slower his speed became, and in this case, Edward smiled evilly, and he actually walked directly and slowly towards Floga.

Surrounded by fog, Froga's sensitivity has decreased a lot at this time, but the diffuse fog also brings more direct information to Froga, every time Edward moves to attack himself, Froga clearly feels the change in the fog, and then defuses Edward's attack. But just now, Froga completely lost Edward's figure, and he didn't feel his presence at all.

Froga suddenly panicked in his heart, if this is the case, he doesn't know where Edward will attack him, then the defeat is just a trivial matter, and it is very likely that he will explain it here. Originally, he wanted to show his hand when the Best family launched a rebellion, but now he just took it out and got through the difficulties in front of him.

Edward, who was slowly walking towards Froga in the mist, didn't care about your so many things, but directly raised the dagger in his hand. "Hmm" The dagger that had not yet been stabbed was directly withdrawn, and Edward did not hesitate to give up the good opportunity to kill Floga, and retreated quickly. The moment Edward left the white mist, the fog began to spin violently as if it had been stirred. Looking at the fog that had changed dramatically, Edward's originally sick body stood up slightly, and his listless face showed a hint of solemnity.

When the fog that spread across the dueling arena was sucked into the ice in Floga's hands like a whale sucking water, Froga stood in place with a relaxed face, and behind him, the blood elves floated silently in the air. At this moment, the holiness on the face of the blood elf was gone, some were only bewitching, and the broken black wings behind it had now completely turned into two pairs of pitch-black wings.

"So that's what your chip is?a strange guardian spirit?Do you think you can stop me by relying on him?" Edward's words were full of disdain, but the movement of his hand was not slow, and a trace of gray air began to linger on Edward's left hand. Since you have exposed your hole cards, you can't drag the mud and water.

The blood elf floating in mid-air let out a sharp howl, causing the gray air on Edward's left hand to stagnate, and it nearly collapsed. The audience outside the venue was directly dizzy by the howl of the blood elves, and the weak ones fell to the ground in a coma. Froga also noticed the state of the audience outside the arena, and couldn't help frowning, which somewhat limited the ability of the blood elves. But there is no way, if there are only people from the Best family outside the field, then there can be no worries.

Although the blood elf's howl did not bring any substantial damage to Edward's, it still made him move, and Froga naturally would not let go of such a good opportunity, with the assistance of the blood elves, Froga's speed was blessed to the maximum. In less than a breath, the cold light of the ice was already reflected on Edward's face, and Froga held the ice and gently pushed it, and the ice was like cutting tofu, and it sank into Edward's neck. It's just that the sense of blockage that cuts into the human body does not feel it. And Edward's figure standing in place flickered, and directly shattered and dissipated.

Seeing that he was only attacking Edward's afterimage, Froga did not panic, and the blood elves blessed not only with speed, but also with perception and power. Slightly magnifying his perception, Froga sensed a place on the right side of the dueling arena where the energy fluctuated greatly. With a pull of the cold ice in his hand, Froga accelerated directly to the right side of the dueling arena. It's just a flash of ice, but what pierces is still an afterimage. Could it be that my perception is not right, Froga looked directly at the dueling arena with his eyes, and then found that he was surrounded by Edward, and the movements of each of these Edwards were different, and in Froga's perception, each Edward was a mass of energy that fluctuated greatly.

Do you want to confuse me with this clumsy trick?Scalpel Edward, is that all you can do?Froga held the ice in the air with both hands, "Frozen Century", and stabbed down. The moment the ice touched the ground, the dark blue cold caused the ground to freeze directly, and then it began to spread to the many Edwards around Froga.

Although the ice field began to fill, the Edwards on the side of the dueling arena did not change, and their hands were still fiddling with different movements. As the chill spread from Edward's feet to the upper side of his body, Edward continued to fiddle with the gestures in his hands. When the last Edward was also frozen in the ice, Froga was panting and half-crouched on the ground. Although this move Frozen Century is extremely powerful, the amount of fighting energy consumed is also a combination of the previous moves. The greatest magic of this ice enchantment that Arthur gave to Frogar was this Frozen Century.

Although the dueling arena has been completely frozen by himself, and Edward's life breath has completely disappeared in his own perception, Froga still did not take it lightly, he felt that there was still a killing intent lurking, and what Edward did before the ice was too strange, those gestures were definitely not simple. Froga also found that the people of the Best family in the audience were too bland, without any change in expression, and were indifferent to Edward's "death". In fact, Frog's feeling is right, the Best family has no feelings for Edward, and this time Edward was able to help the Best family because Roger paid a great price.

Holding the ice in his hand, Froga slowly approached the frozen Edward, looking at the sick Edward in the ice, his hand still did not complete the action that he didn't know what it was. Lifting the ice up, Froga stabbed Edward's head and stabbed it down. The ice shattered in response, and seeing that after the ice pierced Edward's head, Edward did not disappear, and there was still blood flowing out, Frog wondered for a while, could it be that Edward was really killed by himself? Could it be that Edward was just in vain?

To be on the safe side, Froga pulled the ice out and walked towards another ice sculpture. The moment Froga turned around, blood stuck to the ice flowed from the body of the ice sword like a caterpillar, and began to squirm towards Edward's hand. The same thing happens after Froga finishes it, after stabbing all the ice sculptures to the side, the expression on Froga's face becomes ugly, if the first ice sculpture is Edward, everything is simple, but unfortunately all the ice sculptures are the same.

Unable to figure out what was going on, Froga walked to the center of the dueling arena and decided to destroy all the ice sculptures, just in case.

In the stands, Nimit and Gustanford were puzzled, and the duel was now like this, which was really beyond their expectations. "The Adomondo family is really rich, and the sword in Young Master Frogga's hand is so powerful, and this is the first time I've seen it. Gustanford quipped. "My lord has won the prize, the sword in my son's hand is not treasured by the Adomondo family, but given to Froga by His Royal Highness Arthur, a friend of Froga's friend and Prince of the Kingdom of Ovite. Gu Stanford laughed and said, "Oh, I didn't expect our Royal Highness the prince to be so generous! ”

Arthur on the edge of the dueling arena didn't expect that the ice he sent out was so powerful, this Crook didn't tell him the real situation, this is Arthur's complaint is wrong, for how powerful the ice is, in fact, Crook and Arthur touched the same thing, and didn't know. Master Clarence was also a little unhappy when he thought that the lion's tooth was about to be recovered, just as Arthur came to get the sword. Master Crane also told Crook some basic information about Han Bing with a disgusted face, and then there was the current situation,

Eventually, Froga knew some secrets about the ice, but it wasn't a big deal.

In the middle of the arena, Froga was ready to smash all the ice sculptures with a wave of ice. There was also a slight movement in the air above Froga, where there was no special change, and it would not be noticed unless you looked closely. That is, above Frogga's head, a bead of blood from the condensation of all Edward's blood in the ice sculpture, at this moment it shimmered a strange red, and fell weakly!