The blade's provocation angered the Death Knight, and the flames in his eye sockets burned violently.

The Death Knight pulled the reins sharply, and the Death Horse immediately stood up with a long hissing man, and when it landed heavily with its front hooves, and was about to carry the Death Knight to launch a new charge, the blade stepped on it, and its body pulled out a long afterimage, and swept in front of the Death Knight like lightning, jumped high, and punched him in the face.

The blade's fist easily tore through the fading fog of death. Hearing only a bang, the Death Knight, who had not yet reacted, was hit by a punch, his face armor shattered, and the whole person flew upside down from the back of the death horse. The Death Horse was startled, let out an angry neigh, and stood up again, poking out the front hooves of the huge skeleton, and slamming it down viciously at the sharp blade that fell to the ground.

Blade sneered and raised his hand upward, resisting the hoofs and feet pressed down by the Death Horse. The force of Death Horse's kick was so great that the body of the blade sank downward, and the ground under his feet cracked several cracks. The death horse snorted, its four hooves exerted force, but it was never able to press the blade back half a step, it saw that the wrestling could not win, and the horse's mouth was open, and it was about to launch a breath attack at the blade.

The hands that were holding the Death War Horse's feet suddenly withdrew, and he stretched out his legs and volleyed 360 degrees in place and kicked backwards, kicking heavily in the jaw of the Death Horse. The death horse tilted its head, and a strong death breath was sprayed into the sky. The blade then clasped his chest with both hands, and the whole person fit and crashed into the belly of the death horse. The death horse roared, and the abdominal bones that were not covered by the vest were suddenly broken a dozen times, and it staggered back a few steps, and finally fell to the ground due to serious injuries.

The Death Knight had risen from the ground by this time, and after losing his visor, he revealed his skull. At this moment, a few thin cracks were faintly visible on his white and miserable facial bones, and the two blue and white phosphorus fires burning in his eye sockets were also much dimmer, and it was obvious that the punch of the sharp blade had caused him extremely heavy damage. When he saw that the blade had defeated the Death Horse without much effort, fear appeared in the eyes of the Death Knight, and he was finally able to determine that the werewolf in front of him had inexplicably changed his combat power, and he was no longer at the same level as him.

The difference in rank made the Death Knight no longer have the heart to fight, and he turned and dragged his gun and fled, not even caring about his own mount, the Death Warhorse.

Seeing his master fleeing, the Death Horse struggled to get up from the ground and escape. But as soon as it staggered to its feet, the blade slammed into its head.

The iron armor covering the head of the Death Horse was pierced by the fist of a blade like rotten wood, and the soul fire in its skull was also dispersed. The death horse went limp, screamed and fell to the ground again, completely dead.

After taking out the Death Horse, Blade looked up and saw that the Death Knight had run away, leaving only a small black dot on his back. He snorted, his body shook, and he walked like a fly, chasing after the Death Knight.

Not only was the strength of the blade greatly strengthened, but it also gained a lot of bonuses in speed, and as he ran quickly, his body left a vague afterimage visible to the naked eye in the forest, and in the blink of an eye, he caught up with the Death Knight and stopped him.

Seeing that there was no way to escape, the Death Knight opened his jaw wide and raised his spear in a roaring shape to stab the blade. Due to being a skeleton, the Death Knight's roar could not make a sound, but from the jaws that kept opening and closing, it was clear that if he were replaced by a non-undead creature, it would be a roar that would be heaven-shattering.

Seeing the spear coming, the blade stood still, until the spear pierced his body, and did not move half a step. However, there was no blood splattering in the next place, and the blade's body was slowly fading. It turned out that the blade had already dodged when the Death Knight raised his spear, but his dodge was so fast that it left an afterimage in its place. When the true form of the blade appeared on the side of the Death Knight, the afterimage hadn't even completely dissipated.

The Death Knight swept with his spear, and the spear swept quickly from the waist of the blade with a strong wind, but the body of the blade still did not flow blood, and the death knight swept an afterimage.

The blade reappears in front of the Death Knight.

The Death Knight's jaw joints clicked between them and closed, apparently furious, and he continued to stab his spear like crazy, but the blade's body was fickle, and he always missed. Gradually, the speed at which the Death Knight swung his spear began to slow down, but even the speed of his feet slowed down, because every time he swung his spear to stab, the spear contained a strong death energy, and such repeated stabs consumed a lot of his death energy. Death energy, on the other hand, is the source of power that supports the activities of undead creatures.

When the Death Knight's spear stabbed through the air again, the blade suddenly circled around his back like a ghost. Due to the excessive consumption of death energy, this time the death knight's movements were a little sluggish, and he couldn't turn back in time, the sharp blade behind him stretched out his hands like lightning and hugged his head tightly, and the sharp blade, which had not made a sound since the beginning of the battle, suddenly let out a loud roar, twisted his arms hard, and only heard a crisp bone cracking sound, the death knight's neck bone was twisted, and the skull was picked off alive by the sharp blade.

With a thud, the Death Knight's spear fell to the ground first, and then his heavily armored headless body fell with a thud, sending a cloud of smoke and dust.

The death knight's skull was held in his hand with a sharp blade, but he did not die immediately, and even the ghost fire in his eyes burned violently. The upper and lower jaws opened and closed fiercely, as if they wanted to bite the sharp blade. Blade stretched out a finger and stabbed its long claws into the Death Knight's skull, extinguishing the soul fire within. The Death Knight's skull shuddered violently, his jaws swelled slightly, and the ghostly fire burning in his eye sockets grew weaker and weaker. When the fire was finally extinguished, his jaw stopped moving.

The blade lifted the frenzy and placed the Death Knight's skull in the space bag. When he saw the Death Knight's spear on the ground, he suddenly remembered what Linda said about not having a weapon, so he prepared to give the Death Knight's spear to Linda to use. However, since the length of this spear is more than three meters, and the spatial length of the Blade Space Bag can only hold anything about two meters in length at most, the blade can only hold the spear in his hand.

Blade then stared at the direction of the Death Knight's escape for a moment, and continued in that direction.

"Since this guy is fleeing this way, then the lair of the undead is probably in this direction!" Blade guessed to himself.

Along the way, Blade became more and more firm in his guesses. He had wandered the forest for days without finding a single undead, but now he had encountered several teams of skeletons and zombies along the way. With his intention to hide his whereabouts, it was naturally impossible for these lowest-level undead to detect him. And these undead are either wandering, or they are hunting Warcraft, and the wandering undead in them seem to be searching for Warcraft.

Blade was puzzled by the undead's behavior of hunting monsters, in his concept, hunting monsters for food, but the undead would not go hungry, what did they hunt monsters for?

Blade's doubts didn't last long, though, and he soon had an answer.

When he discovered the valley where the undead gathered, he immediately cautiously climbed a steep cliff about 100 meters high on the right side of the valley, and crouched in a long grass on the edge of the cliff to secretly observe the situation at the bottom of the valley. In addition, he learned the lesson of being discovered by the Death Knight before, and secretly operated the fighting qi in his body, sealing the functions of his whole body, so that his life fire would not burn too vigorously in this lifeless place, so as not to attract the attention of high-level undead like the Death Knight.

In the valley, there are bones everywhere, and the undead are building a large magic array with the bones of the hunting magical beasts, looking at the formation of the magic array, most of the progress should have been completed. Next to the Bone Circle, there stood a necromancer, and Blade guessed that he should be the Ferrun in Linda's mouth.

The sharp blade frowned, he was a warrior, so he naturally couldn't recognize the specific type of this white bone array. But since the undead are secretly building a magic array on the territory of the brute-clawed werewolves, it will not be a good thing after all.

Just as the blade was about to take a closer look, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and his mane stood on end, and he felt a powerful undead approaching the valley.

The blade pressed his body lower, and his gaze fell through the gap in the long grass to the mouth of the valley.

An undead thief, so thin that it seemed to fall when blown by the wind, walked slowly into the valley, carrying the corpse of a white ape on his right shoulder, which was twice his size. Blade couldn't help but gasp when he saw the white ape's corpse.

He recognized this white ape, its name was the Ice Demon Ape, it was an ice-type magical beast that could manipulate ice and blizzard magic, and its strength was comparable to the peak of the eighth level, and it was one of several magical beasts at the top of the food chain in the Alterac Mountains, but he didn't expect it to become the prey of the undead.

Seeing the ninth-level undead thief return to the valley, Blade retreated in his heart. Although he closed off the bodily functions, cut off the means by which the undead discovered him through the breath of the living. But now he is facing the undead of a thief who is known for his lurking among the warriors, and similarly, the thief has many ways to counter lurking, and he is also more clever than other classes. Therefore, although Blade has good skills in stealth, but lurking near a full-time thief, especially a ninth-level thief, Blade does not think that he can hide from the other party's eyes and ears for a long time.

The blade's body lying in the grass began to move back quietly, little by little.

After Urkul entered the valley, he threw the corpse of the Ice Demon Ape on the ground. As soon as he ordered a few undead to drag away the corpse of the Xuanbing Demon Ape and dismember it, his skinny face suddenly frowned, and he looked up at the cliff on the right side of the valley.

A crow suddenly flew up from a large tree on the edge of the cliff, croaked and flew over the valley, and plunged into the woods on the cliff to the left of the valley. Urkul stopped, watching as the crow disappeared into the woods.

"Lord Arkur, what's the matter?" said Ferrun, with his staff in hand.

"It's okay, I should be overthinking!" Urkul retracted his gaze and said slowly. Then he glanced around the valley and asked, "Hasn't Nog come back yet?"