In the eyes of Deathwing at this time, Tyrande's threat was far greater than that of Luo Cheng, and if the mage was allowed to play to his heart's content, then the threat caused was much higher than that of the warrior.

This was the consensus of everyone in the entire Azeroth continent, but Deathwing did not expect that he was not facing a warrior in the traditional sense of the Azeroth continent.

Compared with the traditional warriors on the Azeroth Continent, Luo Cheng is more than one and two inches higher in attack power, and Deathwing's inertial thinking can make him suffer a lot later.

He saw Luo Cheng rushing towards him, if he turned around and attacked Luo Cheng now, Luo Cheng would be seriously injured even if he didn't die!

However, Tyrande's magic was about to be completed, and Deathwing immediately continued to pounce on Tyrande.

He just glanced at the weapon in Luo Cheng's hand, although the weapon of that Terran was longer than the long-handled weapon of the ordinary Terran, but for his huge body, Luo Cheng's weapon was equivalent to a small wooden stick at most.

A small wooden stick is not a big threat to him, and even if he supports Luo Cheng's stab, it is difficult to say whether Luo Cheng's weapon can break his defenses.

You must know that his body is covered in the armor that Twilighthammer has made for him, and this armor can stop even the power of demons, let alone the metal tip of the spear.

So Deathwing didn't pay any attention to Luo Cheng's attack, and now that he was all about Tyrande, he knew he had to interrupt Tyrande before he could finish her magic.

Tyrande's strength Deathwing knows very well, although he is not his opponent yet, but if he wants to let Tyrande bombard him indiscriminately, at least he will blow him up!

Seeing that Tyrande was casting a spell in front of him, Deathwing showed a terrifying smile, the thousand-year-old enemy was right in front of his eyes.

Even now she can't even move her body, and if she kills Tyrande herself, then what if she doesn't fight Darnassus!

The Night Elves who lose Tyrande will inevitably weaken slowly, and without Tyrande's continent, they will lose a deadly weapon for their opponents.

Seeing Tyrande slowly show a frightened look, not to mention the smugness in Deathwing's heart, finally this great enemy is going to die in his hands today, and he will definitely remember this moment.

Just as Deathwing raised his dragon's head high, ready to spit dragon breath at Tyrande, Luo Cheng had already come behind him.

Seeing that Deathwing's big mouth was already glowing with a trace of fire, Luo Cheng knew that his time was running out, and if he was sprayed by Deathwing's dragon breath, Tyrande, who had no protection, would definitely die.

Luo Cheng, who knew that he only had one chance, frantically transported all the internal breath in his body, and attached aura to his Five Tiger Soul Breaking Gun for the first time.

The tip of the spear wrapped in spiritual energy continued to swallow bursts of cold light, and Luo Cheng had already transported all his internal breath on his right arm at this time, and his right arm showed an extremely strange thickness.

In the next second, when flames were already rising from Deathwing's mouth, the Five Tiger Soul Breaker Spear in Luo Cheng's hand slammed into Deathwing's hind legs.

The target he had been aiming at was Deathwing's hamstring, and with the dual blessing of aura and internal breath, the Five Tiger Soul Breaker Spear successfully broke through Deathwing's armor and directly broke his right tendon.

The sudden pain caught Deathwing off guard, a pain he hadn't tried in countless years, causing him to raise his dragon's head high.

The dragon's breath that had been brewing for a long time spewed out at this moment, but their target had changed from Tyrande on the ground to a cloud in the sky.

While Deathwing was looking up, Tyrande had completed her magic, and a brilliant nebula covered Deathwing's sky, and meteors the size of millstones rained down like a torrent.

Before Deathwing's head could be put down, it was hit by a meteorite, and although it was protected by steel armor, it still smashed Deathwing's head and produced an instant confusion.

Taking advantage of the momentary confusion of Deathwing, Tyrande immediately pulled up Luo Cheng, who was about to collapse on the ground, and at the same time urged the white tiger under his crotch to retreat towards Darnassus quickly.

Deathwing, who was struggling in the meteor shower, saw the two of them running away, and went berserk and threw all the magical energy in his body to his head.

In the case of ensuring that his head was not hit by a meteor, Deathwing relied on the steel armor on his body to highlight the range of the meteor shower.

Although the steel armor on his body was devastated by the meteor, Deathwing had been freed from the entanglement of magic, and chased after Tyrande and Luo Cheng with his wings spread.

At this time, Tyrande and Luo Cheng were still less than five hundred meters away from Darnassus, and such a close distance was only a matter of seconds in the eyes of Tyrande's white tiger.

But now these few seconds have become extremely long, and the White Tiger is galloping with all its might, and it also knows that if it is caught up by Deathwing today, then it and its owner will not be able to escape this fate!

Unfortunately, no matter how fast it was, it couldn't fly faster than Deathwing's speed, and they were still a few dozen meters away from the gate of Darnassus, but they were still overtaken by Deathwing.

Deathwing slapped the white tiger with his wings, and the white tiger let out a wail and was directly flung to the ground, while Luo Cheng and Tyrande were also thrown to the ground.

Deathwing let out a triumphant laugh and used his two dragon claws to grab the two men on the ground, and if he was allowed to catch them at this point, then both Tyrande and Luo Cheng would die.

The white tiger lying on the ground let out a roar of unwillingness, it wanted to save its master too much, but now it was pulled by the Wings of Death, and it actually broke a dozen ribs.

Such a severe injury made it impossible for it to get up at all, and in the desperate eyes of the white tiger, the two huge dragon claws of Deathwing fell rapidly.

Suddenly, the white tiger's already gray eyes glowed with infinite brilliance, and two lights and shadows quickly crossed from another direction, although the speed of these two lights and shadows was extremely fast, but the white tiger still saw it clearly with his excellent eyesight.

These two rays of light and shadow were the two demigods of the Yanhuang Clan, they actually rushed at the most critical moment, and in the eyes of the white tiger full of anticipation, these two lights and shadows jumped high and rushed straight towards the head of Deathwing.

Deathwing also spotted those two people, and saw that they were carrying the same weapons as the Terran just now, and the energy on the weapons was even more powerful than that Terran.

Deathwing didn't dare to hold it up again this time, he was just picked on his hamstring just now, if he was hit in the head by these two people now, then Deathwing would really die!

The wings swung forward at an accelerated pace, allowing themselves to retreat backwards as Deathwing roared loudly:

"Where did you come from, two bastards, you're going to die today anyway!"