The Glory of Noxus

Bang!

The fluffy snow suddenly exploded, splashing snowflakes.

Under the sparse snow curtain, a flaming figure, like an arrow from a bow, streaked through the darkness and pounced on Balorik.

Huo Jixing had no time to delay, and he had to fight quickly.

This carefully planned trap not only successfully lured them out and completed the counter-ambush.

In addition, the increasingly restless dark clouds not far away were slowly eroding the crimson area belonging to the Noxian scouts.

There was also Balorik, known as the Tooth Crow, who was close at hand.

He was a dangerous enemy that Oaks had specifically warned about, and now he could be 100% confirmed to be an ice descendant.

In the previous fight, Huo Jixing discovered the strength of Balorik.

With ice blood, holding a scimitar made of pure ice, and extraordinary skills, he almost completely suppressed himself.

However, under the observation of [Suzaku·Red Eyes and Fire Pupils], the clouds emerging from Balorik were gray and black, each accounting for half.

This means that Huo Jixing still has a good chance of winning.

This is also the reason why he did not choose to break out, but stayed to fight to the death.

The battle broke out in an instant.

The slender long sword wrapped in the fire of Nanli, swung out a fiery trajectory and collided with Balorik's azure scimitar, making a series of harsh metal cutting sounds.

The two looked at each other, and their cruelty was beyond words.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

In an instant.

The blue and red halo was diffused.

Every time the blades collided, the fire of Nanli and the frost cold air seemed to be two ancient beasts revived, entangled together, and bit each other desperately.

Looking from a distance, in the center of the white air wave of the fierce confrontation, the blue and red brilliant light reflected the sky, driving away the drowsy black.

The terrifying energy fluctuations generated by the two distorted the snow curtain and the air, and only two figures could be seen faintly intersecting frequently.

The surrounding Tooth Crow Clan warriors and Noxian scouts all avoided, looking at the red and blue intertwined battle area with fear.

The dancing snowflakes just fell above the battle, and were shredded by the invisible airflow, making a subtle sound.

"What a terrifying talent."

Eric looked at the hazy figure in the center of the battlefield with his peripheral vision, and his heart was full of amazement.

How long has it been since he awakened, and he can fight against the Iceborn of Winter Claw, and he is also a long-established clan leader.

But now he has to consider surviving the attack of the Tooth Crow Clan warriors.

Only after continuing to fight, he found that not only himself, but also the Tooth Crow Clan warriors in front of him were also attracted by the battle in the distance.

"Yes, in this frozen land, in this battlefield, it is not us who decide the victory." Eric panted, looking at the red snow, his expression suddenly realized.

The dilapidated carriage, the messy and broken corpses, the blood pooling, and the crows wandering in the sky.

They are decorating this increasingly fierce battle, and the protagonist of this battle

"It's them!"

From the corner of his eye, Eric found that the blue-red area has become the center of the battlefield, attracting everyone's attention.

Clang!

Another blade clash, Huo Jixing saw Balorik staggering, just wanting to take this opportunity to get close to the opponent, but his steps suddenly became heavy.

Puff!

The azure scimitar cut through the air and cut through the composite armor.

Huo Jixing rolled on the ground in a panic, avoiding the fatal attack, but a three-foot-long hideous blood mark was left on his waist and abdomen.

"Conqueror's Blade!" He looked at Balorik, who looked cold in front of him, and his heart sank.

In the previous fight, he found that Balorik's skill level was very high, even stronger than Eric, the Conqueror's Blade.

"And...Frost and cold air!"

Huo Jixing glanced at the surrounding environment. I don't know when, there was a layer of light blue cold air, faintly condensed into ice.

He looked down at the hideous scars on his waist and abdomen, which also had blue frost spreading.

However, under the burning of the Nanli Fire in his blood, they melted quickly and the scars gradually healed.

He fell into the flaw that Balorik had given him, but if it weren't for the cold air, he could at least avoid it and wouldn't be hurt by the Zhenbing weapon.

"Did you notice it?"

Balorik walked over, with a cruel smile on his face painted with black marks.

"Unfortunately, it's too late!"

Bang!

The snow was crushed, and Balorik, in accordance with the war law of taking advantage of his illness, turned into a blue light and quickly rushed towards Huo Jixing.

The Zhenbing scimitars held in each hand left traces of frost in the air at a very fast speed.

Huo Jixing endured the pain in his waist and abdomen, looked at Balorik who was running fast, and took a deep breath.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The Nanli Fire that had been attached to his whole body burned again, and the scorching temperature dispelled the surrounding cold air.

Step, swing the knife!

The crisp and pleasant sound of clashes rang out again.

This time, Barrorick used all his strength, wrapped in frost all over the sky, and suppressed Huo Jixing's counterattack in the instant of fighting.

The suppression of skills, the spread of frost.

Barrorick's body, covered with a black feather cloak, danced in the air, and the Zhenbing scimitar drew beautiful arcs in the air.

However, in a moment, the blue and white frost, with the two as the center, surged outward, covering the ground, corpses, and carriages with a thin layer of ice mist.

Huo Jixing held the slender long knife tightly in both hands, almost exerting his skills to the peak, but under Barrorick's wild attack, he could only hold on.

The atmosphere surrounding him was always affecting his actions.

Even with the isolation of Nanli Fire, there was so much frost that it almost formed a storm. He used quantity to win, suppressing Nanli Fire, and gradually gained the upper hand in the fierce battle.

I saw Huo Jixing who never gave up and was still persisting.

While Baloric was interfering, he waved the azure scimitar in his hand very quickly, forming an afterimage that was engraved in the air.

"Boy, look at yourself, what are you still insisting on?"

Under the afterimage, the armor was broken, and blue blood stains covered Huo Jixing's body, making him look miserable.

"The boys under your command still want to rescue you, but it's a pity that they can't get close to here."

In the dilapidated car formation battlefield, the tauren Hege used his horns to push away the blocking warriors of the Toothed Crow Clan, followed by others.

But the nearly stormy wind prevented their approach.

Looking at the indifferent Huo Jixing, Balorik suddenly became angry.

He thought about the materials that were burned, the fellow clan members who starved to death, and the accusations from War Mother Sejuani.

He couldn't hold back anymore and couldn't wait to chop off the enemy's head!

The scimitar in his cold eyes glowed with bright blue light, releasing extreme coldness, and slashing towards the blood-stained Huo Jixing together with the actual killing intent.

Poof!

The storm rolled back and the snowflakes broke.

This small area seemed to be plunged into endless cold and silence. Only a faint red flame lit up, but it also looked shaky.

Huo Jixing looked up at the cut blue scimitar, as if the cold moon was falling. It was so heavy that it made it difficult for him to breathe, and he felt the cold hit him again.

At the same time, he also saw the ultimate murderous intent in Baloric's cold eyes.

"Who is not afraid of death?"

Huo Jixing whispered softly, and the slender blade in his hand seemed to stop at this moment, but the next moment, endless red fireworks boiled.

"The flame is hidden in my meridians."

Huo Jixing stepped forward, his handsome face collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his strong body also became shriveled up.

"Meet death!"

When the blue cold moon fell, Huo Jixing's eyes glowed with red light, seeming to penetrate all things in the world.

[Suzaku·Red Eyes and Fire Eyes]!

【Suzaku · Flurry】!

All of a sudden!

In the frost storm, the crumbling Nanli Fire burst into flames, and the blazing high temperature melted the cold air in the sky.

The slender long knife turned into thousands of phantoms under the guidance of Huo Jixing's wrist, making bursts of sound that broke through the air, and finally gathered together.

On the pale snow, in the frost storm, a crimson phantom of the Suzaku formed, its wings folded, covering the tall figure of Baloric falling.

Click!

The blue cold moon shattered, and the frost storm receded.

A flash of red-gold fireworks burned with violent force, firmly occupying everyone's field of vision.

At the center of the flame was Huo Jixing, who was still swinging his sword!