Legend of Valoran

"Since you don't want to, then I will kill you first!"

Upon hearing that Ye Feng refused his invitation, the ugly face of the Abyssal Envoy gradually distorted. In an instant, he condensed several blades of cold wind, attacking Ye Feng at an imperceptible speed.

However, Ye Feng, as a swordsman who practiced Wind Swordsmanship, had suffered a loss once and he immediately reached out to perceive the trajectory of the cold wind blade with his spirit.

Just as he was about to dodge, the Abyssal Messenger suspended in mid-air suddenly curled his mouth. In the next moment, the trajectory of the Blade of Cold Wind changed. If Ye Feng insisted on dodge, the three Sivir women behind him would hit him.

Sivir in the back was also aware of this, her eyes condensed, and she motioned to the second daughter of Fiona to hide behind and stop moving, and then stepped forward and stood side by side with Ye Feng.

Seeing Xivir coming forward, Ye Feng was taken aback. Sivir whispered to remind him not to be distracted, and took advantage of the situation to circulate a blue magic shield around him, covering all four of them.

Sivir's reminder also brought Ye Feng back to his senses. He took a deep breath, and his right hand slowly condensed a light sword of the moon that resembled a sword of runes.

He had a hunch that Sivir's magic shield was not enough to withstand the cold wind blade filled with demigod aura. However, with Sivir's shield as a buffer, he is much more confident about receiving the Blade of Cold Wind.

With her hair dancing wildly with the biting cold wind, Sivir's eyes quietly floated on the chain lines of the order that Ryze taught her imprisonment magic, so that her magic shield became stronger.

boom!

Suddenly, several blades of cold wind slashed on the shield at the moment Sivir reinforced the magic shield.

When the sharp blade of cold wind came into contact with the shield, it burst out with unimaginable extreme ice magic power, and that vast extreme ice magic power instantly enveloped the four Ye Feng under the shield.

The blade-like wind magic was tearing and splitting Sivir's magic shield together with the extreme ice magic. After a while, Sivir's magic shield showed signs of cracking.

Tiny cracks appeared scattered on the magic shield, and Fiona, who was hiding behind Sivir and Ye Feng, had eyes flashing with aggrieved emotions, hating them for not being able to help Ye Feng at the moment.

Sivir had also expected that her power would not be sufficient to deal with the attack of the demigod, and noticed that the magic shield was cracked, and she immediately reminded Ye Feng to be prepared.

After getting the order, Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he held his breath tightly to hold the Moon Lightsaber in his hand tightly, ready to receive the Abyssal Envoy's Cold Wind Blade at any time.

The messenger of the abyss above saw that Sivir's shield hadn't been broken for the first time, and he couldn't help showing a look of astonishment. But he was just astonished at the mystery of Sivir's magic shield. He still believed that with his strength, these mortals could be easily defeated.

With the passage of time, although the power of the Blade of Cold Wind has weakened, Sivir's magic shield has reached its limit, and cracks have spread throughout the magic shield.

The crisp sound of the magic shield shattered, and it was not Ye Feng who was the first to receive the impact, but Sivir who propped up the shield. The clothes on her body were instantly torn apart by the blade of the cold wind, and the flesh on her skin was also cut into several deep bloodstains.

The chill eroded into the body, and the bone-destructing chill seemed to freeze all the organs in Sivir. Once she was frozen from the inside out, the wind blade from the outside would split her into pieces of ice, and her death would be extremely miserable.

Sivir, who knew this well, also tried his best to resist, but how could she be able to resist the power of the demigod level?

Ye Feng on the side didn't expect that the Blade of Cold Wind would choose to attack Sivir. He noticed this and his expression changed drastically, trying to prop up the shield of wind to relieve Sivir's pain.

However, under the deliberate actions of the abyss messenger, Ye Feng's mortal-level wind shield was blocked by the abyss messenger before it was propped up.

"Sivir, this is..."

Fiona, the Laurent family behind, covered her small mouth with her right hand, and her voice was trembling. The childhood sweetheart Fiona also saw something from Sivir, whose body was constantly frosting, and her eyes gradually became hot and humid.

Although they are usually at the worst with Sivir, if Sivir died to protect them, they would be guilty for a lifetime!

Ye Feng on the side used all his healing methods, but they couldn't stop Sivir's life from slowly passing away under the dual torture of the erosive ice and the sharp cold blade.

"Damn it!"

Eye rims were gradually red and swollen, Ye Feng couldn't wait for him to have Soraka's healing power at this moment. Even if he didn't, he could reach Lulu or Qin Girl!

However, after all, he is not majoring in healing spells, and he can only stare at Sivir who is looking painful.

In despair, Ye Feng's head suddenly flashed, and he thought of a way that was not a solution. That is to transfer the cold air from Sivir into his body!

But after trying, he was disappointed to find that he could not **** out the cold from Sivir at all. He also fell into deep despair and self-blame again, if he didn't let Sivir hold up the magic shield at that time, it would be great.

Perhaps sensing the despair of the master, the tears of the goddess on Ye Feng's chest flashed with blue light, and the chill in Sivir's body was guided out by it.

This sudden scene made Ye Feng both surprised and happy, but as the bone-eroding cold eroded his own body, various organs and bone marrow in his body began to experience piercing pain.

"Ha...Ha...Ha..."

The tears of the goddess led quickly, and soon all the coldness on Sivir's body and the wind blades on the periphery were transferred to Ye Feng's body, making Ye Feng's face gradually distorted because of the pain.

Sivir, who was out of danger, opened her eyes in confusion, but when she saw Ye Feng's painful appearance, she knew that Ye Feng had rescued her.

Just when she was about to support Ye Feng who was trembling, the Abyssal Envoy suspended in mid-air knocked her back to the distance in one fell swoop, and Ye Feng was controlled by the Abyssal Envoy to float into the air.

Ascending Ye Feng to the sky, the Envoy of the Abyss stared at the tears of the goddess on Ye Feng's chest, making no secret of his coveting color of the tears of the goddess.

"It's true love and righteousness, haha, but your life will end here too!"

The time for consciously frolicking was almost over, and the messenger of the abyss was also completely murderous towards Ye Feng.

Several knuckles contaminated with viscous liquid sprang out from the huge membrane wings. The Abyssal Envoy planned to fuse Ye Feng with the power of the Forbidden Magic Stone into his body, killing Ye Feng in the most cruel way and seizing everything about Ye Feng.

The three Sivir women below could only watch Ye Feng being brought to the side of the membrane wing by the knuckles of the abyss messenger, and slowly merged into the membrane wing of the abyss messenger.

When Ye Feng's figure was completely integrated into it, and there was no human figure on the membrane wings, the three Sivir only felt black in front of them and fainted in the snow.

After the Abyss Envoy in the sky merged with Ye Feng, he felt a number of pure powers emerging from his body, and his power was rising at a speed that made him so excited to forget about it.

Feeling this surging power, he felt that if he found a place to digest this power well, he could even become an existence comparable to God.

If he could really become a god, what else would he do with the messenger of the abyss? At that time he was the Demon of the Abyss! He can also be the best among monitors!

The more he thought about it, the more crazy his expression became, and he was too lazy to continue paying attention to the inadequate Sivir and Fiona. He flew away with a loud whistle, ready to digest the many powers that Ye Feng "sent" to him.

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