A dense rain of arrows came from the darkness, intending to block Xin Zhao's charge.

However, the enemy obviously underestimated Xin Zhao's ability to rush forward. The seemingly ordinary paulownia wood spear was blocked by his dancing, and any sharp arrows that came within three yards of his body were easily deflected by him.

The rain of arrows that covered the sky did not slow down Xin Zhao's speed at all, but instead allowed him to rush forward even faster with the rain of arrows. A long paulownia spear rushed forward in the dark night like a dragon emerging from the water. In just three breaths, he

He had already rushed to the enemy's formation.

"It is rumored that in the Meat Mincing Competition, Xin Zhao single-handedly defeated three hundred warriors and set a record that cannot be broken to this day. I originally thought it was an exaggeration, but now it seems that it is not a lie. He is really unstoppable."

A man wearing scarlet full-body armor held his hands and watched as the unstoppable Xin Zhao shot towards the west, but made no move at all. A huge ax with an extremely ferocious shape was stuck on the ground beside it, above the ax blade.

The dark traces fully prove that this ax has drank the blood of countless people.

"It just seems like I'm a little out of my mind." The man had a mocking smile on his face as he watched Xin Zhao go deep into the enemy formation alone, while his Demacia Stormtroopers were inevitably left far behind.

The man's voice was loud, and the words fell into Zhao Xin's ears word for word. Zhao Xin showed no expression at all. He just raised his spear high and shouted in a low voice: "Wife of words, women's ears.

"

He looked at the people in front of him who were wearing Noxian military uniforms without hiding their identities, and he didn't show any surprise, because he had been investigating the matter of high-level spies in the empire. Obviously, this spy was effective again. He smiled coldly, speared

He rushed into the Noxian camp without any hesitation.

In an instant, dozens of long knives came from unknown corners with strong winds. Xin Zhao drew a circle with his long spear, and with a shake of his strength, he broke away from this extremely dangerous knife formation. Then he took a step forward and held out with one palm.

The gun used a spiral force to pin the nearest enemy in front of him to the ground. Such terrifying force knocked away several people nearby the moment the unlucky guy landed.

Xin Zhao coldly pulled out the spear. The tip of the spear was still connected to the Noxian soldier who was nailed to the ground. He just raised him high with one hand.

The night wind whizzed by, and the sharp spear slowly turned in Xin Zhao's hand, stirring the hapless guy's internal organs, making a slight squeaking sound in the lonely night. The pain was even as strong and cold as Noxar.

The Si Assassination Team couldn't help but moan in a low voice, but because of their extreme patience, it became like a ghost crying in the dark night.

The stillness of the night was terrifying. Xin Zhao stood alone among the enemies. Blood dripped from the sky, hitting the nerves of every Noxian. They just listened in silence.

Hearing the miserable screams of his comrades, he did not dare to take a step forward.

At this moment, Xin Zhao was as powerful as a god.

However, this situation did not last long. A moment of terror could stop the Noxians for a moment, but it could not stop the eternal cruelty of the Noxians at all.

Cruel? The man in scarlet full-body armor sneered. From the time Noxians were born, cruelty was engraved in their bones.

So the dark sword was raised again, and the Noxian ignored the screams of his comrades and launched another fierce attack.

Shame can only be washed away with blood. Kill this terrifying man before the Demacians arrive to prove that you didn't have a trace of fear at that moment. This is a typical Noxian thinking.

Xin Zhao listened carefully to the sound of each knife breaking through the air, judging the angle, strength and sequence. As a man who once defeated three hundred people with one gun, he was certainly not a fool.

Otherwise, he would have died in the dark arena of Noxus, instead of standing in the glorious halls of Demacia and receiving the envious or jealous eyes of countless people.

He was just used to charging and crushing his enemies with absolute power.

Xin Zhao did a great job every time to give the enemy an absolute shock when they thought they could bully them with numbers.

As for death? Xin Zhao showed a cruel smile on his indifferent face. Who knows?

So for such a man who is more ruthless to himself than others, the Noxian sword is just a trick of the circus.

Xin Zhao's spear danced again, dragging a person's weight did not affect his performance at all, and even the spear danced faster than before.

The spear finally connected with those long black knives again. The Noxian didn't show any mercy because the tip of the spear was his comrade. He slashed with the long knife, making an unpleasant sound of the knife cutting into the bone.

The sound of juice splashing was particularly harsh.

The unlucky Noxian who was not completely dead let out a final scream, and those shit like glory were thrown into the trash can. He finally stopped suppressing himself and let out the most miserable scream in his life.

The sound is enough to make a normal person's scalp numb and cause nightmares for three days and nights.

Xin Zhao kept waving his spear, and the body swaying in the wind made it look more like a military flag waving in the wind.

The huge force swept away the obstacles blocking Xin Zhao's progress. No one was his enemy. Although the sharpness of the spear tip was lost, the attack area was increased.

Xin Zhao quickly approached the commander of this team, the man wearing scarlet full-body armor.

The Demacians finally caught up during this time, and the swords began to clash with the swords in the dark night.

The whole plain was filled with the sharp sound of weapons clashing.

Xin Zhao stopped his sudden advance and threw the poor man with only a piece of skin left to the ground with a shake of one hand. The bloody thing even squirmed a little.

The Noxians around him also rushed to fight with the Demacians. Only the commander was still standing there, and he still didn't lift his long ax.

"Let me formally meet you. I am Darius." The man wearing scarlet full-body armor finally raised his axe, and his scarlet cloak rustled in the night wind.

"Hand of Noxus?"

They actually take the flame of hope so seriously.

"The reason why I tell you my name is because it was the will of the military to kill you before, but now it is my will." Darius raised the ferocious ax high, pointed it directly at Xin Zhao, and said word by word:

"You have insulted Noxus."

Xin Zhao raised his spear at the same time.

Now, at this time.

Endless night, king, yes, king.

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