Anomaly Of Warcraft

"Step aside!"

"No."

"Go away!"

"will not."

"Kira! You are looking for death!"

"Aslan, this is the name."

"Ask one last time, let's not let it!"

"Experience tells me that what the enemy wants to do, you can just not let him do it."

Aslan talks nonsense with his opponent, and just wants to adjust his breathing, if this orc sword master named Kira Yamato just stepped aside... the young paladin would not dare to go.

If you speak indifferently, it's just a matter of doing it.

With both hand-held swords up, Aslan's sword brought the phantom to meet the heavy blade tempered from the unique Blackstone ore of Draenor.

The collision of enchanted Mithril and the exotic black stone, the essence of Azeroth and Draenor, in exchange for the crisp sound of collision and the screams of the orcs.

"Step on your toes, you bitch!"

The Paladin took full advantage of his armor, and took the lead. Using a short sprint, he evened the difference in the magnitude of the weapon and drew a tie in the first wrestling.

Then.

Aslan in iron riding boots stepped on Kira's foot in straw sandals.

The Orc Sword Master swung his sword in anger, and Aslan did not dodge or avoids, relying on his internal strength to forcefully eat this sweep.

Spitting blood at the mouth, Kira Yamato retreated two steps under the reaction force, and opened a distance of three to five meters, while Aslan, who was still standing still, seized the opportunity with internal injuries.

A lunge leaped forward and smashed the box open with a fist. There was nothing inside.

"I fuck!!!"

Aslan's chest was suffocated with malaise, and the wounds were compounded, and another gulp of blood spurted out.

"Are you looking for this?"

Orc Sword Saint Kirayamato took out a creature that looked like an elf and tossed it up and down in his hands.

"When I saw your unusual behavior, I came first. Observing the surroundings, it seems that only this thing looks like a good thing."

Kira Yamato finished speaking, squeezing his five fingers together, trying to crush the plaything in his hand.

It turned out to be stronger than expected, and it can't be crushed with one hand.

...

"Well, it's solid, do you want it?"

Juggernaut's green cheeks were strangely ruddy, and he asked rhetorically.

"In no mood."

The Paladin seized the time to adjust his breathing and heal his injury.

"Let's make a bet."

Kira Yamato suggested.

"Say."

Aslan Qi'an was thinking about countermeasures, and didn't mind talking nonsense with the enemy.

"If you don't run away, I won't ruin this thing. Let's be a good fight, one-on-one, you and me."

Juggernaut proposed.

"good."

The Paladin simply agreed.

Then Kira Yamato casually tossed the detonating device on the ground, stepped hard into the ground, and placed the Paladin to take advantage of the duel and leave.

The Holy Shield technique of the Paladin was too disgusting, and the Sword Saint was deeply moved.

However... Click.

The detonator was trampled to pieces.

"say."

"NS."

How to play this game!

If things don’t turn around, you must fight if you don’t fight.

The Juggernaut was in trouble first, the red and swollen toes were not so painful, but a little numb, but it did not affect the performance of jumping. The paladin's sword fell to the ground and knelt on one knee to unload the strength of the black stone epee. Taking advantage of the opponent's elder, he slammed the ground, drew his sword and stood up, trying to cut the opponent at the waist.

Kira Yamato clicked on one foot like a flying water, twisted his body, and placed himself on the side of the big sword, easily dispelling the slaughter intent, and then he would fight again with the knife.

Aslan Qi'an was not surprised, the sword was a knee-jerk, not giving the Juggernaut a chance to distance himself.

"There is a flaw!"

"Chance!"

The knee of the Paladin Aslan Qi'an hit the waist of the sword sage Kira Yamato, and the iron fist of the orc Kira Yamato hit the human Aslan Qi'an on the left cheek.

"You're a crap...sizzle."

"Dog X's orc hands are so long, it's a miscalculation, cough cough."

It seemed that they had no fighting power anymore, and the two of them were full of pain. However, it took less than two seconds to jump up and it was a fierce collision of weapons.

"My acting is so realistic, why didn't that fool be fooled?"

"I showed weakness so thoroughly, why doesn't that idiot attack?"

Although regrettable, it is not the key. The two combatants think, fight, induce with body language, and fight with skill in the unit of 0.1 second.

"I admit that you are a strong man."

Juggernaut is not a profession for the orcs, but a kind of honorable title, a kind of honorable title.

Skilled with hundreds of soldiers, invincible in battle, the strong among the strong, the master of martial arts, is a sword master.

The tenacious will and superb skills of the enemy in front of him made the orc swordmaster Kira Yamato unable to help but admire.

Because such opponents have kill value!

"The strong one I admit is only your Majesty!"

The seven warriors who blocked the enemy’s reinforcements for themselves were all wounded, and they were about to be unable to hold on. There was not much time left for Aslan. There was also a powerful explosive bag in his backpack, which could replace the detonating device, but that It takes time to arrange.

If you can't quickly eliminate the orcs in front of you, you won't have time to make arrangements after your comrades are killed.

Time is life. For the first time, Aslan has such a profound experience of this sentence.

The wings of the holy light opened, and Aslan used the skills of his unfamiliar Master. The power of the holy light that was calm as the ocean suddenly surged like a violent rush straight down the cliff.

The surging power of the holy light flooded the whole body, giving the Paladin as if infinite power, and also hurting Aslan's body, and it quickly evaporated, wasted, and wasted.

"Come on, feel it with your life, this is my way of holy light!"

The Paladin shouted and rushed up.

At the same time, the Juggernaut took out a bottle of green potion and drank it. The potion's effect was almost immediate. Kira Yamato, who was shining with electric light and heat, turned crimson, including his skin and eyes.

"Zhan, Crimson Eye. Dead in the state of my evil king's true eyes, you are worth it."

The two people who opened up seemed to have surpassed the limit of human beings in an instant. The sword wind swept across, the gravel flew horizontally, the blades collided, and the sound of the sonic blast broke through the shadow of the sword separation.

Under the special effects of Bonigoto Phantom Dancer, thousands of swords and shadows fought against the blade of the black stone, and lightning and thunder faced the bright sun.

It is still dark tomorrow, and the east has just seen white, but in this small corner of the battlefield, it is like the sky.

Whether it is the wings of the light or the blood of the devil, the burden on the owner is extremely heavy. The paladin Aslan and the sword saint Kira both sighed and rushed to each other. They both understood that it was just not long, strong. It's unsustainable, the person who first Panasonic's breath will only end up with the corpse in a different place.

In Yu Guangzhong, the comrades fell one by one, and the rest were nothing but desperate resistance.

Aslan made the final decision, and the whole person was relaxed.

In an instant, he recalled how he, known as a genius, grew up in praise, and how he was defeated by his own king in his pride in his pride.

Oh, that is he is not the king.

I am only enthusiastic about power and position. Your Majesty, it doesn't matter if you don't give it.

What I want most is to beat you once!

Your Majesty, don't lose to anyone, because I have only lost to you!

With Kira Yamato's incomprehensible smile, Aslan used moves he had only heard of but had not seen.

"EX...cough!"

Allowing the giant sword to break the shoulder armor, looking at the shoulder, Aslan inserted the Bonigoto Phantom Dancer on the ground, pouring his whole body power into it.

The name of the remaining moves can no longer be called, the Paladin can only shout from the bottom of his heart.

"Feel my holy light, feel my hotness, feel my martial arts!"

The scorching heat and violent impact detonated the Cyclops system as desired. In the first light of dawn, the violent and orderly explosion of fire covered the light of dawn.

"what is this?!"

Zujin was shocked.

"Steel and flames, oh, I have witnessed the great power, the tribe, the direction of the tribe!"

Coramar's eyes were shed tears by the dazzling light, but he didn't want to blink.

"You go first."

The precise calculation of the Cyclops system burns all the trolls, orcs, and humans in it with flames. As for Carlos and Alleria's fifth line of defense, the garrison soldiers hid behind the wall, and after avoiding the strong wind caused by the impact, there was no damage.

"Carlos..."

"His Majesty……"

"Excuting an order."

Carlos was shining with the light of the Holy Shield, resisting the aftermath of the explosion.

Qiang Guangyao spent his eyes, but the king was unwilling to blink, just watching, just watching.

"let's go."

Seeing it, he didn't move, no one of these subordinates would leave, Carlos gave the order to retreat in a cold steel voice.

At the top of a big tree two kilometers away from the battlefield, a dwarf Loli stood on it.

"Ah, it's a big trouble."

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