Although Lisandro sensed that Mo Chen's aura was a little extraordinary, her heart was still full of confidence when she thought of her arrangement. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With the strength of his eighth-order peak, how many people are still his opponents in Valoran?

Not to mention facing a small junior, even the famous general of Noxus has no fear at all. In particular, in his home turf Freljord, even the Divine Mansion has the power to fight!

Lisandro was full of confidence, looking at Mo Chen's bland posture, with a little more playfulness in her eyes.

The ancient seal has been touched, but a powerful sacrifice is needed to awaken the sleeping watcher. Now that the sacrifice has been delivered to the door by itself, there is nothing to hesitate about.

The return of the Watcher will surely make the glory of the Ice Bloodline bloom in the vast Valoran Continent!

Lisandro remembered the glory of the ancients, her eyes shining with a bright, terrible chill that darkened the firmament. Boundless clouds converged across the sky, and a terrible cold wave swept across the land like a precursor to an approaching blizzard.

Because Lisandro's momentum caused changes in the heavens, the entire bonfire of the Winter Claw tribe suddenly became half a cut shorter, as if it had been invisibly suppressed.

"What's going on, why did it suddenly get so cold?"

"It's cold."

The terrifying cold wave swept in, causing the inhabitants of the Winterclaw Tribe to shiver, and it was a little unbearable to bear the sudden chill.

Above the altar, Sejuani felt a terrible chill in the air, and her eyes suddenly tightened.

This momentum is so strong!

She glanced at Lisandro quietly, and her heart became more and more vigilant. Lisandro's strength is so terrifying, but she is willing to surrender to the Winterclaw tribe, and even the divine weapon of the polar goddess is willing to give it to herself, which really makes people doubt her purpose.

However, the target now is not Lisandro, this man is the important target this time.

Sejuani set her eyes on Mo Chen, took off the longbow on her body without hurry, and faintly aimed it at Mo Chen. For this sage from the Eastern Lands, Sejuani did not have the slightest favor in her heart, and was even full of endless malice.

If it weren't for the fact that this man wanted to get his hands on Freljord, he wouldn't have to pay so much, and he would even have to endure the nausea to cooperate with Lisandro!

The blood on the barbarian king's body boiled, like a burning flame, and like a newborn sun.

The power of his qi and blood soared straight into the nine heavens, faintly forming a statue as high as ten thousand feet behind him. The phantom looked somewhat similar to the Barbarian King, its high bulging muscles were like forged divine iron, and its body exuded a savage and terrifying aura.

Mo Chen looked at the posture of the three of them, a relaxed smile appeared on his face, and he sneered: "This is the hospitality of your Winter Claw Tribe? ”

Sejuani's expression was cold, her eyes did not have the slightest emotion, and she said coldly: "Guest, uninvited is also a guest?" ”

Mo Chen stood behind him with his hands behind him, glanced at the three of them, shook his head casually, and said calmly: "You guys are too weak, and the weak ones make me not interested." Don't say that the deity didn't give you a chance, you only have one chance to make a move! ”

As soon as Mo Chen's words fell, the Winter Claw Tribe suddenly exploded.

"Damn, you dare to underestimate my Winterclaw tribe so much."

"I don't know what is alive or dead, without the hands of the great barbarian king, I can pinch you to death."

"Phew, where did you come from, the stinky boy looks like a girl, and his tone is not small."

Everyone glared at Mo Chen angrily, and they didn't bother to pay attention to what his identity was, and scolded one by one with unkind faces, and some people came forward eagerly, wanting to teach Mo Chen a lesson.

The three of them were stunned for a moment, and looked at Mo Chen's eyes, as if they were looking at a madman.

Lisandro asked herself if she had seen a lot of madmen and madmen, but it was the first time she had seen someone as arrogant as Mo Chen. Even in ancient times, there were only a handful of people who dared to speak to themselves like this, right?

A little junior, a junior who is not even a fraction of his own age, is so arrogant as to tell himself that you only have one chance to make a move!

Lisandro was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "Interesting, really funny." ”

Compared to Lisandro's ridiculous state of mind, Sejuani's face became more and more cold, and an unbearable anger rose in her heart. No one can underestimate themselves, not anyone.

I, Sejuani, am not destined to be mortal!

Sejuani's face was gloomy as water, her eyes flashed with terrifying murderous intent, and she slowly pulled the Frost Bow at Mo Chen. The ice-blue bowstring was pulled apart, and a terrible cold wave surged, and the endless cold air converged into an ice-blue bow and arrow, exuding a terrifying chill that was enough to freeze people's souls.

At the same time, the barbarian king's big hand clenched the long knife, and the power of qi and blood on his body turned into a round of scorching sun, and the phantom behind him gradually became solidified. His eyes were filled with terrible rage, and one glance at him made it feel like he wanted to go crazy.

"Roar!"

The barbarian king raised his head to the sky and let out a thunderous roar, his body directly tore through the void, and he waved the long knife in his hand and slashed towards Mo Chen. The terrifying edge tore through the sky, forming a spatial crack that stretched for thousands of miles, as if a natural disaster had descended in the last days.

At the same time, at the moment when the Barbarian King rushed towards Mo Chen, Sejuani released the bowstring in her hand.

The ice-blue arrow of ice struck at Mo Chen with terrifying power. Wherever the ice arrow passed, even time and space were faintly frozen by it, giving people an inexplicable sense of slowness.

The Ice Arrow came first, surpassing the Barbarian King at an incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, it was three feet in front of Mo Chen.

The terrifying cold swept in, making Ash standing beside Mo Chen shiver, and his eyes flashed with horror and disbelief.

Sejuani's strength is obviously similar to herself, how could she suddenly become so powerful!

Mo Chen exhaled lightly in the face of Sejuani's attack.

"Bang!"

With his breathing, a huge roar suddenly sounded between the heavens and the earth, and it seemed to be the sound of the heavenly river rushing, echoing over the entire Winter Claw tribe.

At the same time, the arrow of ice, which had already come in front of him about two inches, stopped there as if it had been blocked.

With the figure of the barbarian king coming in an instant, the arrow of ice suddenly turned into a blue point of light in the wind driven by him, and dissipated into the heavens and the earth!

The Barbarian King's eyes were filled with madness, as if he had not seen the destruction of the Ice Arrow at all.

He waved the long knife in his hand and slashed at Mo Chen's head. The blade sliced through the void, shattering the space and turning into deep darkness.

Mo Chen quietly stretched out an index finger and lightly tapped it on the barbarian king's long knife.

"Zheng!"

With a crisp metal crash, the Barbarian King's long knife came to a halt.

Quiet, deathly silence spreads in the Winterclaw Tribe!