The intense green sword light swept across the mountain road, passed through the endless rain curtain, and finally stopped before the last white stone step.

Master Yi raised his head, rainwater slowly dripped from the strange-shaped green helmet, and those strange green eyes reflected an inexplicable light in the dark night.

There was a cool night wind mixed with spring rain blowing from the top of the mountain. The brightly lit former Noxian Palace was in the distance. Master Yi's excellent eyesight could even see the obsidian statue of a charging horse from a distance.

Master Yi stepped forward and settled down. The rainwater that had accumulated on the ground splashed in all directions, making a splashing sound.

The emerald green strange-shaped sword was dragged to the ground by Master Yi's backhand. As Master Yi stepped slowly, it made an ethereal collision sound with the white stone ground.

The sound of the impact was like the chirping of birds in the early morning, spreading far in the empty night.

"He's here." Darius slowly stroked the raindrops off his ferocious axe, and looked at the entrance to the mountain path, which was guarded by two huge guard statues.

"Half an hour earlier than expected. I underestimated Sun Wukong's strength." Swain put away the old pocket watch and continued to tease the cold crow on his shoulder. He said words of surprise, but

His tone was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

"So he still has at least 70% strength." Swain paused and said the analyzed data, "Our mortality rate has increased by 20%, which is... 80%."

The tall man wearing jet black full-body armor did not speak from the beginning to the end. He just stared at the man walking slowly from the heavy rain. He listened carefully to the impact of the sword's edge and the ground, and subconsciously held the sword tightly.

Tighter.

"Who among you comes first?" Master Yi's steps were still slow. He seemed to have his eyes closed, listening to every drop of rain falling from the sky and the earth. He moved towards the obsidian statue step by step. No one spoke.

Only the sound of his low footsteps and the crisp sound of the sword echoed in the empty white stone square.

The atmosphere is dull and depressing.

The rain is still falling.

The rain slid off the general's pitch-black armor, like thick ink. He held the sword motionlessly with no intention of making a move. Swain continued to tease his wet black crow, but his slightly trembling fingers still remained.

Revealing his nervousness.

The first one who couldn't help it was Darius. He raised his head and took a deep breath. The cold rain could not dispel his mania at all, but instead intensified his fighting spirit. He took a deep breath, and then turned to Master Yi.

He roared to the sky with the sound of footsteps like a curse. He could no longer tolerate it. The pressure like a giant mountain that had been exerted on Master Yi since he came to this city had already pushed him to the edge of collapse. If

If he didn't take action, he was afraid that he would never dare to swing his giant ax again.

"Come on -" Darius took a fierce step, and the violent momentum directly cracked three inches of the white stone ground within three yards of him, "One sword can defeat three thousand, right? Break it for me -"

After exiting the word "breaking", Darius rushed towards Master Yi who was slowly approaching like a cannonball. The calm rain curtain was instantly torn apart by the sudden charge, and a distant "hissing" sound was heard.

The ferocious giant ax scraped across the square of Baishi, erupting into intense fireworks, with scarlet light condensing on it, and the air began to be filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Scarlet, murderous intent -" Master Yi tilted his head, with an inexplicable smile on his face. He listened carefully to the sound of the swift giant ax breaking through the air, but his steps were still slow, and he didn't even have the hand to drag the sword.

A pause, as steady as a mountain.

The rain is heavier.

The scarlet battle ax pulled out a scarlet afterimage in the air with Darius's violent charge. He jumped up high, with the giant ax in the sky, and struck down with force.

cut.

The air condensed at this moment, and the majestic scarlet murderous intent pressed down from the sky. Master Yi was still laughing, and the strong smell of blood filled his nose.

"Death." Darius's eyes were full of scarlet. He used all his strength to strike out with the axe. The world was locked at this moment, and there was no way to escape the blow.

Master Yi was about to be cut in half by an axe. When the wind and rain stopped, Master Yi took a step to the left, and the emerald green sword he was dragging lightly slid across Darius's wrist holding the axe.

"Plop -" The man hit the ground with a fierce blow like a ghost, like a broken bag, splashing water all over the ground, and blood flowed from his wrist. He barely tried to raise his head from the rain while holding on to the giant axe.

But he found that his body, which had exhausted all his strength, was no longer able to move. He struggled desperately and wanted to roar, but could not say a word. In the empty rain, only his painful moans echoed in the square, like a bird.

Wounded beast.

One blow determined the outcome. Master Yi continued to walk with his eyes closed without stopping for a moment. The long sword was dragged on the ground with a sword flower in his hand, and a wisp of blood was washed away by the rain, as if nothing had happened.

generally.

"This is the gap." Swain just glanced at Darius who was struggling on the ground, retracted the hand teasing the crow, and took a step. Rain splashed on his worn-out military boots, and he frowned.

After shaking it, more rainwater fell on it. He complained in distress, raised his hand and released the crow on his shoulder, while he squatted down and began to wipe his worn-out military boots.

The soaring crow flew higher and higher in the rain, and finally flew away from the place where the light could shine. Only the harsh and unpleasant crow's howling could be heard far above the sky.

It seemed that nothing happened, only a lame lame man complained and wiped his boots in the rainy night of killing, which looked extremely funny.

There was no pause in the ethereal impact, and Master Yi had no intention of looking at the crow in the sky. He still walked towards the pitch-black God of War with extremely regular steps.

Very close. Two hundred yards to go.

The jet-black God of War still only held the sword, leaving only a pair of cold eyes outside. He still had no intention of taking action.

One hundred yards.

The lame cripple seemed to be addicted to the rub. He even threw the crutch in his hand aside and started working on his worn-out military boots.

Huge raindrops hit Master Yi's emerald green helmet with a crackling sound. He raised his sword and put his ear to his emerald green sword blade. The sound of the rain hitting the sword blade was gentle and pleasant. He smiled at the people nearby.

The pitch-black God of War, who was close by, said: "You know what? I heard the cry of the cuckoo, right on the beach of Ionia."

"Wow - wow -"

The crows in the sky suddenly became louder and louder, from one sound to countless calls.

"Wow -" A crow rushed into the bright light, then the second, the third, the fourth...

Countless crows with sharp cries swooped towards Master Yi like the god of death breaking through the darkness.

"It sounds really nice." Master Yi said to himself.

The rain seemed to have turned into pitch black ink, and the crows covering the sky fell like raindrops on the seemingly thin man.

"Stab-"

"Stab-"

It seems to be the cruel sound of a sharp beak piercing the human body, and it also seems to be the crisp echo of an emerald green sword ripping through feathers.

"It sounds so nice." Master Yi was still muttering to himself, seemingly immersed in this wonderful music.

The flock of crows, as dense as the torrential rain, was pierced and flew away one by one by Master Yi, and then dissipated into powder in the air.

After a long time, among the crowd of crows in the sky, only one scarred crow was left screaming in the sky, but it no longer dared to come closer than ten yards to Master Yi. It glanced at Yi with its blood-red eyes.

The master seemed to want to remember his face, and then it screamed unwillingly and flew back to Swain's shoulder, painfully pecking at the scars all over it, and black blood slid down the rain to Swain.

on the face.

Swain, who kept polishing his shoes, finally raised his head. He stretched out his tongue and licked the smelly black blood. He looked at Master Yi without saying a word. His face turned extremely pale, as if all of a sudden

Several years older, he stared at Master Yi for a long time. He raised his left hand to touch the injured crow, but when he was halfway up, he fell into the rain and became motionless.

Master Yi, who had killed tens of millions of crows, was finally a little tired. He took a breath, but it was just a breath, and he was still unscathed.

Finally, there was only one last enemy left in the vast square, who was also the target of Master Yi's trip. The tall man wearing full black armor, the absolute leader of the Noxian military, had ruled Noxus for nearly one hundred and fifty years.

dictator, General Burnham Darkwill.

"Long time no see, Yi." The dark god of war, General Burnham Darkwill, spoke the first words after a long silence.

"Long time no see." Master Yi finally opened his eyes and carefully looked at the enemy he had wanted to kill for so many years. His tone was calm, but a strong green light burst out from the emerald green sword, "

Draw your sword."

"Okay." General Burnham nodded, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, holding the dark scabbard with his left hand, and making the most standard posture for drawing a sword.

The intense emerald green sword light became brighter and brighter, and finally shot straight into the sky. The sharp sword energy cut all the raindrops within a hundred yards into powder, as if it were a vacuum.

General Burnham still maintained the posture of drawing his sword. No more rain fell. The remaining rain dripped from the armor, glowing with a dark light. The dark God of War slowly drew out the dark sword, and the endless like

The annihilating black light was slowly released from the scabbard.

Jade covers the sky.

Black flames destroy the world.

The rain falls like crazy.

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First update.

My roommate was watching a very bloody drama... which kept interrupting my train of thought...

My balls hurt...
Chapter completed!