League of Legends: Peerless Sword Demon

The smoke and dust dissipated, revealing an indifferent figure in a black robe.

Even though the smoke and dust were all over the sky, the black robe was still spotless...

The black and white eyes showed no emotion.

"Whew. "

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, blowing up the dust that had been dispersed so hard. In an instant, the black figure was shrouded again...

The thick arm waved lightly, and a strong wind appeared out of thin air, blowing across the square, lifting the dust away, and the moment before the dust was lifted, Aatrox's eyes shrank slightly, and his fighting spirit suddenly soared, and his body retreated rapidly, while the long sword in his hand continued to wave, and sharp dark red blades appeared on the road he retreated.

At the moment when Aatrox retreated, in the dust, the black shadow suddenly shot out again, this time, his speed increased nearly several times more than before, almost instantly, the terrifying speed made the black shadow seem to be flickering, several illusory shadows appeared, that is, it quickly approached Aatrox, and the wind blade blockade he arranged was smashed by the former in the most brutal way.

"It's so fast. "

The pupils in the eyes of all the spectators on the square shrank suddenly.

Wind,Wind,If there is no wind-like speed,How dare you call it a wind sword demon.。。

Indeed, before breaking through, Mo Yu had comprehended the elements, especially with the blessing of the talent of wind affinity, so that Mo Yu's speed was almost unmatched in the entire Valoran Continent. Especially after the continuous improvement of strength, Mo Yu's speed became even more terrifying. Not to mention, after experiencing the baptism of the Wind Elemental Tribulation, the ink feather after casting the body of a demigod.

"What a fast speed, really worthy of the name of the wind?" On the big face, a touch of solemnity and a little appreciation appeared, Aatrox muttered secretly in his heart, his eyes glanced at the black shadow that was like a bamboo, and just wanted to take the offensive, a chill suddenly poured out of the skin, suddenly turned his head, and a black shadow appeared behind him like a ghost.

The black shadow raised his head, revealing Mo Yu's indifferent face, at this time, his hands were clenched into fists, and the demonic Chiyuan Demon Sword had lost its trace at this time, and the fist with the help of the power of the body's half-rotation, mixed with a terrifying wind, smashed into Nalan Yan's back, and the fist passed over, and it actually produced a piercing sonic boom, this attack was actually as strong as this.

"One punch - breaking the mountain and !!"

A low roar sounded in his heart, and the strength contained in his fist soared again, and finally smashed firmly on Aatrox's back under the horrified gaze of those watching the battle around him.

The terrifying wind directly made Diaatrox like a kite with a broken string, and his burly body was thrown into the air, like a fragile flower blown away by the wind.

Slowly exhaled, Mo Yu's fist gradually spread, and with a move of his palm, the black shadow that flew towards Aatrox just now shot over, and immediately plunged into the bluestone slab in front of him, and the wide shadow, it turned out that the thing that attracted Aatrox's attention before was actually the Red Abyss Demon Sword.

"Boom. "

The burly body fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahem. "

Slowly crawling Qi Ai, the indifferent look on Aatrox's face has disappeared, replaced by endless anger.

It's not because of the anger that he was blown out by Mo Yu, but because of the anger that Mo Yu left Chi Yuan.

"You, even abandoning the sword... "

The deep words rang out in Aatrox's throat, like a depressing beast...

Whether it is the Sword Sect, the Sword Master, or the Sword God, or the Sword Demon.

It's all swordsmen.

A swordsman.

If you can't be loyal to the sword, the pole and the sword, then you don't deserve to be called a swordsman for a long time.

Not to mention wanting Mo Yu to throw away the sword in his hand like this.

Even if he uses the sword as a drawstring to defeat the enemy ...

Darkspawn Sword Demon. Undoubtedly a true swordsman. Otherwise, Aatrox would not have relied on the sword in his hand to achieve where he is today. Therefore, what Mo Yu did was undoubtedly an insult to the sword in his eyes, an insult to the name Sword Demon...

The most important thing is that just before, Aatrox admired Mo Yu extremely much. It is believed that he has not insulted the name of the Sword Demon. Thinking about it, it didn't take long for him to be slapped loudly by Mo Yu.

"Swords, just something to fight ... "

Mo Yu glanced at Aatrox lightly, and said with an unchanged expression.

"The sword is also my companion, but if he were to be used only to draw attention to victory, I think, even it, would be willing ... "

Mo Yu said lightly.

Mo Yu's words made everyone in the square show a look of agreement.

Indeed, if you can achieve your goal, what is it if you just abandon the sword?

So, Aatrox is a demigod, and they're just nobodies.

"You don't deserve to be called a swordsman ... "

Aatrox said with great disappointment...

"I never said I was a pure swordsman...

"Huh. . . Hahaha... "

Suddenly, Aatrox covered his cheeks with his palms and laughed wildly...

"I'll let you know what a real swordsman is... Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly, Aatrox looked extremely indifferent, his palm stretched slightly, and the magic sword that fell somewhere, Apophis, let out a soft groan, and then swished back to Aatrox's palm...

"Only your blood can wash away the shame of a swordsman... "

At this moment, the momentum on Aatrox's body completely changed.

There is no desireless indifference before the world, but indifference like a blade.

The killing intent that rushed to the sky made everyone in the square feel a slight chill.

At this moment, Aatrox is no longer a swordsman, but a demon, an astonishing sword demon forged with killing, killing and blood...

"Finally, is it time for the real battle to begin?"

In the square, Darius, Sinjid, Lisandro and other masters all sounded the same voice in their hearts. Although the previous battle was fierce, it was far from the level of a demigod.

In the case of Aatrox, the realm that was used when he fought Lisandro in the Shadow Isle was not used.

For the demigods, the realm is their hallmark, and it is also the root of their strength over the masters of the Heavenly Realm.

In their own realm, they are GODS ...