The scarlet murderous intent slowly flowed from Tedamir's hand to the knife at his hand. They slowly flowed on the knife, crossing every inch of the knife's spine, winding on the back of the knife, and finally tightened the entire knife.

It wraps around, like rushing blood.

The blood did not stop, and they kept flowing forward, seeping into the deep snow, and began to spread around.

With just one breath, they climbed up the back of each knife.

When the Noxus were still shocked and did not recover, the entire blade forest was dyed into a strong red color. With Tedamir's wild breathing, the scarlet blood flowing on the knife.

It also fell together, as if it was echoing him, and as if at that moment, the entire sword forest was alive.

Achilles' shouts went up and down, and the Noxus, whose charge was cut in half, fell into confusion again.

They looked at the man like a demon who was blocking the road and the whole living knife forest. They looked back at the two mechanical arms behind them that were holding up their shiny again. They hesitated and finally,

He looked at his commander.

But in fact, the officers of Noxus have long been hysterical. In the past few riots, they were also following the crowd. No one could be interested in command. They looked at the hesitant eyes of their subordinates.

I don't know what kind of command to give.

"Wait." An officer standing in front sniffed and looked at another officer beside him.

Another officer nodded, just when he was about to say something.

The storm is coming again.

Tedamir draws his sword.

The whole living sword forest roared in the air at that moment in the face of the wind, and endless scarlet light soared into the sky, and each knife that penetrated deep into the snow followed the TEDAMIER's sword drawing.

In an instant, everything was unsheathed.

"Knock--" It was neatly like thousands of warriors drawing their swords in the snow. Thousands of swords were raised high with the sword in Tedamir's hand, floating high to the sky, pointing to the mortals on the ground, like God's

Eye.

The endless scarlet murderous intent blew towards the confused Noxus people with the strong wind. They looked at the long swords in the sky, as if they were watching some miracle, and some people couldn't help but want to kneel down.

Come down and worship.

They seemed shocked to forget to run away.

Even the soldiers of the coalition seemed surprised by such a spectacular scene and forgot to shout and their roars were low.

The wind is loud.

The golden light is dazzling.

In the golden light, the Noxus are like a group of lambs waiting for redemption.

Tedamir stepped on.

"Soul--" the sound of stepping on the snow.

"Boom--" A harsh sonic boom followed closely, and the golden light dominated the earth and drowned Tedamir in an instant.

"Sulhu--" It's still the sound of stepping on the snow. When everyone is blind.

At this time, there shouldn't be any sound, even the sound of the wind was swallowed up, but the sound of stepping on the snow was so tenaciously through everyone's eardrums and rushed into their heads.

Who is walking?

Tedamir?

Didn't he fall down?

"Sushi-" Another step.

"Sushi--" Next step.

Everyone couldn't wait to open their eyes to find the source of the footsteps.

Then, their pair of stinging eyes saw the man walking slowly in the snow mist, and seemed to never stop the world's destruction, holding a knife in his hand.

Thousands of long swords followed closely, appearing and disappearing in the slowly falling snow fog, setting off Tedamir like a prehistoric beast walking out of the fog.

"Run." The collapsed emotion finally began to spread among the Noxus, and the officer who started talking took a step back with his mouth wide open.

The soldiers around him glanced at him, as if ready to follow their commander back.

At this moment, a long knife whizzed through the air and cut off his head without even reacting.

The officer who stood next to the dead officer raised that head, looked at everyone around him coldly, and said, "Fight to the death." The cold and desperate aura seemed to want to imitate the virtue of the past

Leath.

The officer threw the head on the ground, swung the blood from the knife in his hand and then went out, walking towards Tedamir, while raising the knife still dripping blood in his hand:

Kill with me..."

Before the word "enemy" could be heard, the officer's head flew high. It was not until the blood began to gush that people heard the sound of the knife that was so fast that it could not be captured.

"Clang—" The rough and savage black sword rushed into the snow fiercely, bringing down the Noxus officer who was still energetic the moment before.

Simple and crude, it was like crushing an ant to death. Tedamir didn't even move a finger, and he was still walking slowly. If it weren't for the speed of the knife slashing the air too quickly.

The scarlet light had not dissipated yet, and everything seemed to have not happened, he was just walking forward.

"Soul--" Still the sound of stepping on the snow.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He started rushing towards Tedamir with the knife in his hand.

Then there were more similar roars.

Among these 5,000 people, not everyone is afraid of death. There are always some crazy and bloody hidden in their blood vessels.

But blood is just blood after all, and no matter how much blood is, it cannot withstand unstoppable power.

After the man ran for twenty steps, the first person's voice suddenly stopped. The sound of the long sword hitting the snow and the sound of blood spraying out of his neck were actually a little nice in the whizzing wind.

.

Then there is the second, the third, and the fourth.

All those who dared to rush towards Tedamir were cut off their heads with one knife and died forever on the road of running.

The long swords were pierced throughout the cramped canyon, standing among countless ice and snow and corpses, like a group of tombstones without epitaphs.

"Soul--" The footsteps kept sounding.

With the constant footsteps, more Noxus finally chose to retreat instead of charging forward fearlessly. At first, they still retreated while walking, but as the road behind became narrower, many people began to turn around.

He squeezed into the crowd desperately.

For a moment, swords and swords were chaotic, and the Noxus were already in a defeat.

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Chapter completed!