In front of Ruug and Basturu was a huge arm, black in color and covered with equally black hair. From the appearance, Basturu can see that the owner of this arm must be a powerful demonic beast.

The reason is also very simple, because since this arm was dug out of the snow pit by Shavant, a looming wave of the Holy Rank that kept emanating from it clearly told everyone how strong the owner of this arm was before the severed hand, at least at the same level as the intermediate Saint Rank Basturu.

Moreover, the broken wound of the arm is very irregular, and at a glance, you can tell that it was torn off with great force. It could be seen from the red, uncoagulated blood that was still spilling from the fracture that the arm had just been torn off.

"What did you find?"

Buwanga and Su Yang and the others rode over from behind on the ice-toothed tiger, and when they saw the black arm on the ground, Su Yang was fine, and Buwanga's face changed.

"Patriarch, do you see what's coming?" Seeing that Buwanga's face was wrong, Amuli on the side hurriedly asked.

Buwanga nodded: "If I'm not mistaken, the owner of this arm is the target of our trip, the last of the three Demon Beast Lords under the Ice Dragon Skasa, the Snow King Seschi. ”

"Hiss......"

Everyone took a breath of cold air when they heard this, they could defeat a Saint-level mid-level demonic beast in such a short period of time and tear off one of its arms, or if they didn't realize it, I am afraid that even Buwanga would not be able to do this kind of strength.

Analysis of the freshness of the blood at the broken arm and the marks on the surrounding ground shows that the battle was fought for a short time, and it can almost be said that the battle was resolved in a single face.

You must know that at the same time as this battle took place, Buwanga and the others were not far away from here, and they were able to quickly and seriously injure the Snow King Seschi without Buwanga and the others noticing, which shows the strength of this mysterious person.

"Patriarch, what do we do next?" asked Basturu.

Su Yang and Albert also set their sights on Buwanga, after all, Buwanga is the leader of this operation, and now there is an emergency, and how to deal with it depends on how Buwanga arranges.

Buwanga pondered for a moment and said, "Go on, no matter what the purpose of that mysterious man who seriously injured the Snow King Seschi, but at least one thing I know is that he has helped us invisibly." ”

Buwanga's words made everyone's eyes shine, yes, the purpose of their trip was to kill the Snow King Seschi and get rid of the last of Skasa's men. Now someone has helped them go down to the city first.,It's equivalent to playing a game and brushing a copy.,All the monsters in the early stage of the copy have been cleaned up.,Even the boss has been beaten to the point that only one breath is left.,Just wait for them to make up for this last knife.。 This kind of good thing of picking up leaks is naturally more and more for the current Buwanga and the others, and they don't want to waste too much time and energy on the Snow King.

After all, after the Snow King, they each had to face a guardian of the strength of the Holy Rank and the demigod-level ice dragon Skasa who had been entrenched in the Ten Thousand Year Snow Mountain for thousands of years.

"Well, what the patriarch said makes sense, while this Snow King has not gone far, let's catch up and kill him, you must know that this Snow King's coat made of fur is very warm, and none of you are allowed to rob me. Ruug said loudly, driving Shavant forward.

The speed of the Ice Tooth Shafan was originally above the ordinary Ice Tooth Tiger under Su Yang and the others, but now with Lu Wuge's urging, the speed was naturally a point faster.

"Hmm, hahahaha......"

After Ruug left, Amuli burst out laughing, and the gesture was almost bursting with tears.

Basturu and Basil looked at him strangely: "Amuli, why are you laughing so funny?"

Amuli forced a smile and pointed to the arm on the ground: "I just remembered that if Ruug really got rid of the Snow King and made a coat out of its fur, wouldn't it be a coat with only one sleeve?" It amused me at the thought of Ruug appearing in front of me in a coat like that. ”

After listening to Amuli's explanation, Basturu and Basr also laughed, and even the expression on the face of Buwanga, who had always been serious, twitched, and it seemed that it was very hard to hold back the smile.

But Su Yang, Albert and the others couldn't understand why Buwanga and the others laughed so low, in fact, for a tribe like the Bantu who lived in the shadow of death all year round, if they didn't find a little fun for themselves in the small bits and pieces of their usual life, it would really be boring to death.

......

At the same time, thirty or forty miles away from Su Yang and the others, in a simple cave, a burly demonic beast with several pairs of ice spikes behind it was sitting on the ground, panting for breath incessantly.

This monster is naturally the last of the three Monster Lords under Skassar's command - Seschi, the Snow Owl King.

However, Seski's condition was not very good at this time, as his left arm was already empty. As Buwanga expected, the severed arm was hurriedly buried there by Seschi in desperation, in order to avoid the smell of blood attracting demonic beasts of the same level as it, you must know that there are many demonic beasts with the same strength as it in the 10,000-year-old snow mountain, and all of them are coveting its position as the Monster Lord.

If it hadn't been for the bloody stoking of those guys before its boss Skasa, it probably wouldn't have survived now.

And after Skasa fell asleep, Seschi felt that its time had come, first of all, Skassar's three Warcraft Lords, the ice-hearted boy Charlie was a little kid, and he couldn't do anything big except play;

Therefore, since Skassar fell asleep, Seschi has developed the habit of patrolling his territory every other month, in order to show the monsters of the Ten Thousand Years Snow Mountain that he is the master here.

However, when Seschi went out to inspect today, he probably didn't look at the yellow calendar, and as soon as he went out, he ran into a gray-haired old man, and the old man was ashamed to ask him about his boss, the ice dragon Skasa, and it seemed that he was going to learn from the so-called dragon slayer warriors in the outside world.

Originally, Sesqi had great respect for its boss, the ice dragon Skasa, but now he saw that the old man in front of him, who was unstable on the road, was trying to trouble its boss in vain, and the old man's words and deeds revealed a kind of arrogance of the superior to the subordinate, which made Sesqi, who was used to being the king and hegemon in the 10,000-year-old Snow Mountain, how could he stand it?

immediately pounced on the old man, wanting to tear the old man apart and turn it into his own meal, but this shot, Seschi immediately regretted it.

Because the moment he got up, the old man who had been lying on his back suddenly straightened up, and although the momentum exuded from his body was not strong, it gave Seschi a feeling of fear. And this feeling was only felt by Seschi in his boss, the ice dragon Skasa.

But since he has already made a move, Seschi naturally will not hesitate, Xue Xiao's temperament is like this, or he will not make a move, and once he makes a move, it will be an endless ending.

But before it could pounce on the old man's side, the old man rushed to it like a ghost, and directly tore off its left hand with just one face.

This time, Sesiqi was shocked and frightened, and he didn't dare to stay too long, so he ran away, and after running out more than ten meters away, he turned around and saw that the old man had no sign of chasing and killing, so it spewed out in one breath, blew up a large amount of snow on the ground to bury his broken arm, and then ran towards his old nest without looking back.

However, the massive blood loss caused by the broken arm caused Sesqi's strength to drain extremely quickly, and after running thirty or forty miles, Sesqi felt as if his strength had been used up. In desperation, he could only find a cave to rest, hoping to stop the bleeding from the severed arm before moving on.

Holding back the pain, a cold breath condensed from Sesqi's palm, and slapped the wound on the broken arm, and a painful feeling instantly hit its mind.

Perhaps he really didn't pick the right day when he went out, and as soon as Seschi stopped the bleeding wound, he heard a sound of surprise from outside the cave:

"Ha, I've chased you for thirty or forty miles, but I can be regarded as catching you. ”

(End of chapter.) ）