Ah Luo, whose whole body was burned by golden flames, blessed the power of his whole body on the axe.

Like a golden meteor, the axe flew out of his hand, hovering in the air, and flew towards the badly wounded wolf king.

The wolf king had been injured by him before, his legs and feet were inconvenient, and he was facing the golden meteor, and his huge body was the best target.

It had no way to dodge, and seeing that it was about to die under this move, the White King had no choice but to grit his teeth, give up the command of his short sword, and instead throw the shield in his hand towards the path where the axe flew out.

He wanted to use the wolf shield to stop the axe, and although the idea was brilliant, he finally underestimated the strength of the blow.

When the wolf shield and the throwing axe collided, the two collided, and an amazing sound erupted.

Originally a relic of the King of the Wasteland, this axe is blessed with the power of a king.

A shield is simply not enough to resist.

The wolf shield was directly shattered by the axe in the collision.

Then, the momentum of the flying axe continued unabated, and it fell fiercely on the body of the wolf king.

The axe kept spinning, cutting the flesh and blood of the wolf king into flesh and mud little by little, first its fur, then its muscles, until the bones and viscera below, the wolf king was finally overwhelmed, and his huge body fell to the ground with a bang.

An unprecedented scream came from the mouth of the wolf king, and the blood of the tomb keeper was instantly splashed between the glaciers and canyons, and at the same time splashed on the ice sculpture of the king of the wasteland.

"Wolf King!"

Ansay watched as his companion was hit hard by the axe.

In the midst of his grief, he turned his grief into endless anger.

"It's all you, it's all because of you, now, let's die!"

The White King's face became hideous, he roared angrily, and with his right hand, he controlled his short sword, and slashed at Ah Luo's body.

With his bare hands, Ah Luo reflexively grabbed the flying sword behind him, put his palms together, and held it tightly in his hand.

"It's time for all this to end!"

As he spoke, his two arms bent fiercely, and the golden light on his body also surged at this moment, and then suddenly disappeared.

Jingling!

After a crisp sound, the short sword in his hand turned into a broken sword and fell under his feet.

Seeing his saber broken by him with his bare hands, the white king spurted out a mouthful of blood, his heart was exhausted, and the whole person fell to the ground in an instant!

And in this way, the last Ansai fell to the ground.

The destroyed sword and shield are his soul.

Now that Ansai has lost his weapon and his most faithful partner, his will has collapsed in an instant!

It's just that while Ah Luo defeated him, he finally couldn't support it anymore and his body collapsed.

His whole body was already scorched.

The forcible use of the king's relics brought a lot of burden to his body.

He nearly fell to the ground, but finally caught the flying axe and used it to support his body on the verge of collapse.

Arrow eventually relied on the axe in his hand and half-knelt on the ground, maintaining his dignity as a warrior of the Ulu tribe.

And Ansai, after seeing this scene, his weakened body also struggled to stand up.

"You've won! But I haven't lost yet! If you use your own strength without losing to yourself, how can you have the pride of a winner! ”

Ah Luo didn't speak, he just barely moved his broken body, and once again, threw the axe in his hand.

This time, Ansai couldn't dodge the blow, and was directly cut open by the throwing axe, splattering flesh and blood, and shattering his body.

And when the axe came back, its handle was also broken directly due to excessive use.

But Ah Luo still used it to forcibly support his body, and the blackened flesh and blood on the surface of his body were slowly falling off, layer after layer.

At this time, Lin Yu was fighting with the resurrected Gaoyan people, these guys who had been frozen for countless years, as the time of their activities became longer and longer, their bodies became more and more agile and strong.

But for Lin Yu now, the revived white dragon Hiss in his body has re-blessed his dragon bloodline.

As a result, the injuries on his body were able to heal quickly.

At the same time, as a small amount of dragon blood flowed in his body, his body became more and more tenacious.

When he faced the last surviving Gaoyan clansman, Lin Yu's right hand suddenly exerted force, and the black sword in his hand was thrown violently.

After the blade flew out, it was resisted by the ice spikes that the Gaoyan people had picked up on the ground.

But this was not really blocked, when the black sword touched the ice thorn, a powerful sword qi suddenly erupted.

After that, countless dense sword lights spread out in the air, enveloping him.

However, in an instant, the body of the Gao Yan clan was engulfed in black flames, soaring black flames, burning his body into slag.

The last of the Gao Yan clansmen finally fell, and the field was in shambles, and there were no other enemies who could stand in front of Lin Yu and them.

Just as he was rejoicing in his heart and preparing to return to the aid of Aro, a burst of incomparably powerful force suddenly erupted in the depths of the glacier.

At that moment, between heaven and earth, the wind was surging, and the originally gloomy sky became even more black at this time.

The strong momentum is rolling in, it seems to have consciousness, wrapped in the cold wind, raging unscrupulous.

At the same time, a heavy sound of footsteps came from the depths.

When he heard this sound of footsteps, Lin Yu only felt that his limbs and torso had become extremely heavy.

And Ansai, who fell to the ground, was surprised with joy on his face and in a weak voice.

"King, the king has woken up at last! The original Ansai of the High Rock Clan, he has finally been resurrected! ”

As his words fell, a strong man with a tall figure, covered in black armor, and a horned helmet on his head, stepped out of the frost.

Beneath the horned helmet was a face covered in frost.

Every step he took seemed extremely heavy, and his movements were stiff, like a puppet with an obscure structure.

"My king, you have woken up at last! Our people, and your grave keepers, have been killed by them! ”

Ansai looked at the comer with joy.

As he shouted, the strong man facing them was none other than the original Ansai, who was also the king of the entire northern barbarians, the king of the wasteland.

He is a legend on the northern ice field, and today, this legendary figure finally appeared in front of them with this face.

At the waist of the King of the Wasteland, he also wore two heavy broadswords.

One is called Solemn and the other is called Warrior.

Ah Luo held his broken body and looked at his king, at this time, there was not much excitement in his heart, on the contrary, there was an inexplicable desolation.

"O king! The Wolf King and I, live up to your expectations and guard here, just waiting for your return again to revive the majesty of my barbarians! ”

Ansai, who had fallen to the ground, seemed to be refreshed again, and he shouted the king's name, his face shining and excited.

Unfortunately, his king did not respond to his cries, but slowly turned to Aro, and finally fixed his eyes on him.

"You! Worthy of the title of warrior, victorious barbarian! ”

The King of the Wasteland, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, but his words were praising Aro.

At this time, Ansai, who was originally surprised, suddenly looked like ashes.

The king's affirmation, for him, is a veto.

"I ...... King"

"Now, show your brave blood! I need your courage to wish me a return to my majesty and the undefeated barbarians! ”