A song called "Jiuzhou Tong" not only buried an entire expedition team, but also completely destroyed the road into the southern foot of Wuji Mountain.

Yasuo dared to say that unless the Noxians sent out heavy troops as soon as they got the news and marched around the northern foot of Wuji Mountain to find the port they had arranged in advance, the subsequent retreat would be unstoppable!

The tired Yasuo sat back on Toothless's back and returned to the Wuji Sword Sect - after briefly explaining a few words about the reason for the earthquake that had just occurred, he quickly began to meditate.

Just now, while playing "Kyushu Tong", Yasuo felt something in his heart. In a hazy moment, it seemed that his understanding of the power of the wind had deepened a lot. Taking advantage of the current opportunity, he quickly meditated to consolidate it!

And this consolidation lasted a whole night.

When Yasuo opened his eyes refreshed, the Swift Wind Sword Sect was already ready to retreat - the packing work had been completed, and everyone in the Wuji Sword Sect was carrying large and small bags. Under the organization of the elders,

Start lining up.

In the team, Master Dolan was still carefully telling the young apprentices not to fall behind. After Yi confirmed that Yasuo was fine, he turned around and started to check his own sword - it was about the life and death of the Wuji Sword Sect, everyone was careful.

Extreme.

Although everything will be unknown after going to Navoli, and the cost of fighting Noxus is also incalculable, at least now, everyone is full of confidence and high-spirited.

At the end of the queue of young disciples, the youngest Ino was carrying a big schoolbag and was arranging his shoes. After arranging his shoes and tying his leggings according to the instructions of the elders, he looked up and saw the person coming from the guest room.

Yasuo came out and squinted his eyes in the sunshine.

The little guy stood up on tiptoes happily and waved to Yasuo - he didn't know what traveling meant, and now he was just excited about "being able to go out and see something".

Seeing this smiling face, Yasuo's mood improved even more. He quickly came to Ino and reached out to touch his little head.

(Well, the hairy boy is really a hairy boy. Before he started to tie his hair, his round and short hair was so comfortable to touch.)

At the front of the team, Elder Dolan was still talking like a principal. Ino couldn't wait to look at Yasuo and asked his own question: "Uncle Yasuo, where are we going?"

"Let's..." Yasuo raised his eyebrows and showed a meaningful smile, "Let's go to Navoli, a place where spring always blooms."

At the same time, Elder Dolan finally ended his nagging characteristic of the elderly and said his last words before departure.

"Wuji Sword Sect, advance towards Navoli!"

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At the same time, Tivasir's temporary governor Urgot also received news of the expedition's destruction. After hearing that the entire expedition was buried clean by an avalanche, the Noxian executioner could say

He was furious.

"That damn scum!" The angry Urgot pulled out the long knife from his waist and split the mahogany table in front of him into two pieces. "He wasted my trust and also wasted my men - Swain

That bastard is not willing to provide any mage support at all, now every mage under my command is precious!"

The entourage on the left and right were trembling with fear, and no one dared to speak - Urgot's irritability was well known in Noxus, and the executioner had the power to kill legally. Anyone who angered Urgot should think carefully, what will happen to him?

You won't pay the price with your life for this.

After venting his anger, Urgot sat on his new chair and called his most trusted subordinates.

"Kul, what should we do next?" The executioner looked at the pale and thin staff officer in front of him and said word by word, "Which other expedition team is more reliable?"

"Mr. Urgot." Unlike others, the staff officer named Kuhl didn't seem to be very afraid of the executioner. He bowed slightly and expressed respect politely but not flatteringly, and then spoke slowly, "We don't want the expedition team.

, we can directly send troops."

"Send troops?" Urgot narrowed his eyes and showed a dangerous expression, "Do you want my boys to do the work of rats?"

"No, that's not the case." Kuhl shook his head, "Actually, although an avalanche buried the stupid Kalog, it at least gave us enough information - just like the rumors,

There is a certain organization on Wuji Mountain."

"Are you saying that avalanches are not natural?"

"Yes." Kull nodded, "Although the wind element will also become active during an avalanche, the level of activity of the wind element this time is really a bit too much. Obviously there are some spellcasters who are good at wind spells.

The one who took action took action."

"so?"

"We need to mobilize the mage killers who fight against mages to bypass the southern foot and go to the north foot. If they plan to take the opportunity to escape, we will intercept and eliminate them; if they plan to stick to their original position, we will advance slowly. The advantage lies with us.

, everything is subject to your will."

"Very good, very good!" Urgot laughed loudly, "I like your plan, pretty boy - yes, although those scum are dead, at least they brought me some good news back, a man who uses the wind element

With the organization of spells, they must have many treasures...His Majesty Darkwill will be satisfied with the gift I gave you!"

As he spoke, Urgot put the long sword back on his waist, put on a heavy black iron armor, and strode towards the temporarily planned military field.

Behind him, Kull, who had always been humble, showed a subtle expression on his face.

"This idiot is fine as an executioner - it would be really difficult for him to be a general, Darkwill."

"Forget it, let's help him one last time - if that loser can't come up with something good and still has undue ambitions, maybe..."

Shaking his head, Kull quietly disappeared from the office.

The morning after the massive avalanche in Mount Everest, the Noxian army stationed in Tivasir began to mobilize troops.

Looking at the mage killers gathered under the Noxian flag, Urgot was as high-spirited as when he first entered Tivasir. He pulled out his long sword, raised the battle flag, and issued a war command.

"Onward, Noxus!"

"Target, the southern foot of Wuji!"

In this way, after realizing that there was someone on Wuji Mountain, Urgot, the temporary governor of Tivasir and the Noxian executioner, quickly left the defense task to his deputy and personally took most of the mage killers and throwing axes in the Balu'e war zone.

With his hands in hand, he headed to the northern foot of Wuji Mountain in a mighty manner and began to prepare for the deployment and defense.

And on the night he left, the staff officer Kuhl, who the executioner had always trusted recently, died quietly in the military camp due to tuberculosis. When Kuhl stopped breathing, a man in Knock

The figure in the Sars capital, the Immortal Fortress, slowly opened his eyes.

A satisfied smile crept onto the corner of her mouth. She stretched out her slender finger and clicked on the map of Ionia beside her.
Chapter completed!