The Glory of Noxus

The cold wind is biting and the snowflakes are gradually slowing down.

Many giant gravels were piled up on the treated hillside, and bonfires were burning around them to drive away the biting cold.

Each Noxian scout stood there with a cold look on his face, the sharp blades in his hands glowing with cold light, reflecting the flickering fireworks.

Shield guard Heig stood at the front.

As a tauren, he is huge, and with the steel shield erected in front of him, he can block most long-range attacks.

Behind them were Sheruba, Eric, DeWitt, Korda and others, silently waiting for orders.

"Blood Warrior!"

Oaks looked at the Winter Claw warriors gathered at the foot of the hillside and spoke in a solemn voice.

Wearing hard leather armor and a felt hat, he holds a variety of bone blade weapons in his hands.

They are veterans of the Winter's Claw, the most seasoned warriors and hunters on the Freljord.

"Lingfox Wanderer!"

When Oaks saw the young clan warrior in front of the Winter's Claw team, he instantly recognized the other person's identity. After all, they had just fought against each other not long ago.

But when he saw another figure wearing a dark blue robe, his expression suddenly became serious.

"Frostfang Shaman!"

The middle-aged man in the field of vision has a neutral complexion, is smeared with blue marks, and is wearing a dark blue robe.

Huo Jixing heard Oakes' voice and looked over immediately.

In front of the team of Winter's Claw, they saw Frostfang Shaman Hikaru, and four Frostfang Giant Wolves wandering beside him. Including the one being ridden by the other party, there were a total of five Frostfang Giant Wolves.

These natural predators of the Freljord were like obedient babies, surrounding the Frostfang Shaman.

"Sure enough, this is not something that a beast spirit apprentice can compare to." Huo Jixing thought to himself.

A well-trained Frostfang Shaman could control five giant Frostfang wolves, and his body shape and strength were significantly larger.

Perhaps sensing Huo Jixing's gaze, he followed his gaze and looked over, with an unexplainable smile on his face.

"Iceborn?"

Oaks looked past the Frostfang Shaman and saw the tall man riding a Juvask wild boar in the center, his eyes filled with confusion.

The other person was not wearing a heavy fur coat, his arms were bare, and they were covered with indigo tattoos.

Moreover, it can be seen from the position of the pursuer's team that the Spirit Fox Wanderer and Frostfang Shaman are led by tall men.

In the Winter's Claw tribe, this represents the Iceborn warrior, who is the leader of the team and the most powerful.

"Be careful, that guy is not simple!"

Huo Jixing nodded slightly. Under the observation of [Suzaku·Red Eyes and Fire Eyes], the tall man riding the Juvask wild boar looked the most majestic.

Seeing the tall man jumping off the back of the Juvask wild boar, the team of Winter's Claw pursuers began to change slowly.

"It's about to begin!" Huo Jixing whispered softly.

Then he tightly grasped the blue sword in his hand, and the rune weapon bloomed with brilliant brilliance.

Earlier, Huo Jixing asked the sword boy Heini about the effect of rune weapons, and the answer he got was

Sharp, strong and seriously damaging.

The sharpness and sturdiness are inherent in the rune weapons themselves, while serious injuries are due to the special rune effects.

Three very simple attributes, but perfectly suited to war.

Huo Jixing reached out and brushed the blade. When he saw the blue runes flashing on it, he suddenly thought of a familiar sentence.

"See the real courage!"

At the bottom of the hillside, the sparse snow curtain cannot hide the eyes that choose people to eat.

In front of the Winter's Claw team, the tall figure of Georgi Big Fist stood at the front of the team like a white jade pillar holding up the sky.

He moved his body slightly and began to walk slowly towards the hillside.

Behind him were the assembled blood warriors and the giant Frostfang wolves that shook their heads and bared their teeth.

"Ice is in our blood!"

Frostfang Shaman Hikaru pointed at the Noxian scout at the top of the hillside and roared loudly.

"Destroy them!"

boom!

A fiery atmosphere burst out over the mountain road, and roars exploded.

Under the snowflakes all over the sky, a famous blood warrior looked ferocious, singing a tribal war song loudly, following in the footsteps of Georgi Jufist, charging towards the hillside.

However, the terrain on the hillside is too dangerous. The higher you go up, the higher the slope and the narrower the terrain.

When they reached the top, only Georgi and four Blood Warriors were left, as well as the Frostfang Giant Wolf climbing along the cliff.

The top of the hillside.

The rumbling footsteps shook the hillside, and the snowflakes seemed to fall uncontrollably.

Sheruba, a Noxian veteran and deputy of the scout team, took over the command of the team. He stared at the charging Blood Warriors and Georgi Big Fist at the front.

"Haig!"

Seeing the enemy approaching, Shaluba immediately roared.

He stared at the shirtless Georgi Big Fist in the front, hoping that the shield guard Haig could withstand the first wave of attacks from the Winter's Claw with the talent of the tauren.

But in the next moment, a look of horror appeared on Xiarupa's face.

Not only Sheruba, but also Eric and everyone behind Haig witnessed the suffocating and terrifying scene in front of them.

boom!

One punch!

Just one punch!

The hard shield held by the tauren Hege was directly shattered, and the special stainless steel armor he wore was also covered with cracks.

Then the strong and huge body rose into the air and landed heavily on the snow, dying.

Under the snow and wind, among the broken shields, Georgy's tall figure appeared in everyone's sight, like a mountain, pressing everyone to the point of suffocation.

The extraordinary power of the Iceborn!

The overwhelming and terrifying advantage!

Everything that Xialuba had carefully arranged was easily pierced through by Georgy's giant fist like paper.

Looking at the array that suddenly became chaotic.

Huo Jixing's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately stepped forward, the rune weapon in his hand instantly covered the fire of Nanli, and slashed at Georgy who was about to continue.

Swish!

Hearing the harsh wind, Georgy turned his head and looked at Huo Jixing, his cold eyes revealing a proud fighting spirit.

Stepping, swinging his fist.

The huge fist with the Zhenbing boxing gloves left a trace of frost in the air, accurately hitting the rune weapon slashed by Huo Jixing.

Clang!

The dull sound of collision sounded.

The blade and the boxing gloves only stalemate for a while.

Huo Jixing was like being hit by a truck, and the terrifying impact force pushed him back.

Even though his steps continued to crush the snow, he didn't release the terrifying power brought by the giant fist until he was seven or eight meters away.

He looked at Georgy in front of him with an extremely solemn expression, and his arms holding the rune weapon trembled unconsciously.

"This guy's strength is definitely more than 5 points!"

After awakening [Liu Su], his physical fitness has been comprehensively improved again, which is why he can repel the spirit fox wanderer.

But facing Georgy in front of him, he was completely suppressed.

No wonder the minotaur Hegge couldn't withstand the opponent's punch.

"Kill!"

Huo Jixing looked decisive, holding the knife with both hands, turned into a flame shadow, and rushed forward again.

The blazing Nanli fire burned fiercely, covering his whole body, and the rune weapon in his hand also glowed.

On this battlefield, only he could stop Georgy's forward steps.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The dancing blades, like fire elves, surrounded Georgy.

Since his power was suppressed, Huo Jixing relied on his agility and skills to find fatal flaws.

But he obviously underestimated the Iceborn in front of him.

He was given the title of [Giant Fist] by the war mother Sejuani.

Georgy's skills were not low.

He used the True Ice Fist to protect the vital parts of his body, making Huo Jixing's attack ineffective.

And his own casual punch forced Huo Jixing to stop the attack and had to defend.

The red-gold flames became more and more violent, but they could not melt the True Ice Fist that was as solid as a rock.

Clang!

Under the heavy punch, Huo Jixing immediately retreated and rolled on the ground to avoid it, removing the terrifying power from the rune weapon.

Just as he stood up, he saw that there were four frost-fanged giant wolves around him, and he didn't know when they had been around.

They opened their huge mouths, saliva dripped onto the snow, and roared frequently, as if they were ready to pounce and bite vital parts at any time.

"Get out of my way!"

Huo Jixing roared, and the Nanli Fire on his body raged, like a raging fire that shot up into the sky, burning and twisting the air.

[Suzaku·Frenzy Dance]!

His wrist turned, like an afterimage, driving the rune weapon, leaving dense red knife lights in the air.

Visibly, Huo Jixing's face was sunken and his muscles were contracting, but the Nanli Fire surging in his body reached its peak.

At this moment!

The red-gold Nanli Fire turned the top of the hillside into a sea of ​​flames, boiling and scorching.

And under this almost terrifying wave of flames, the brave offensive from the Winter Claw came to an abrupt end.

The blood warriors left behind seven or eight charred remains of their companions, and the Frostfang Giant Wolf also left behind a wolf corpse with its body torn apart and fled in a panic.

They huddled in the distance, staring at Huo Jixing with their blue eyes, howling with hatred.

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