Ren Fan, who jumped up in the air, was half-sideways, and his right hand holding the long sword drove his right body to twist into a strange posture. The speed gradually decreased, and finally, he hovered in the air. And behind Ren Fan, is the scorching light of the sun. Like a god coming out of the sun, with the trend of falling, Ren Fan swung out a sword. And the next moment, the golden semi-arc holy light 'sword qi' burst out from the tip of his sword, and the dazzling light instantly penetrated the thick stone arm of the hellfire, and the aftermath of the holy light hit the ground, bursting out into a piece of dust, and the huge destructive force plowed a deep ravine on the ground, and a few orcs who were unfortunate enough to be around here suffered even more, and without even reacting to struggle, they evaporated instantly, and not even a single ash could be left.

Like a bird with broken wings, Ren Fan let himself fall downward. But when he was about to fall on the body of the hellfire, he pointed the sword in his hand at the body of the hellfire. With this as a fulcrum, Ren Fan did a beautiful somersault in the air, and then landed on the shoulder of Hellfire's broken arm. Onexia didn't know what magic had been applied to Ren Fan, and now Ren Fan felt that he was as light as a swallow, and the actions that he could only think about in the past could be easily completed at this moment.

The light left a spot of light on Hellfire's body, as if it felt the intrusion of a strange energy, and the Hellfire stretched out its remaining arm and smashed it into its shoulder, as if trying to smash the little dot to pieces. But its sheer terrain doomed it to be too fast. With just one jump, Ren Fan dodged the blow. The arm hit the shoulder, and it actually hit the dust in the sky. As if a smoke bomb had been thrown, everything around it became hazy and blurred, as if it was in the imperial capital of the Celestial Empire.

At this moment, a huge shadow rushed towards it at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. barely gave Ren Fan a moment to react, and the black shadow smashed on the shield in front of Ren Fan. The huge force directly smashed Ren Fan and flew out, flying out in the real sense. Rolling out of the air, Ren Fan barely controlled it and stopped moving forward. But then, he was greeted by a fist shadow in the sky.

The ghost knew what strange thing Gul'dan had summoned, and at this moment, countless tentacle-like arms were born on the body of the hellfire. These arms are not only wrapped around the breath of evil energy, but also have a hint of shadow magic. Ren Fan didn't know how Guldan did it, he only felt that Gu Yanzu was worthy of being the first warlock, even if he was a hellfire, he could play so many tricks, he was really admired.

But what he didn't know was that Guldan was also at a loss at this time. Clearly, things have exceeded his expectations. Gul'dan didn't like this feeling, especially when he felt the horror of the dark power, and he decisively chose to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. And behind him, Gugal's eyes inadvertently flashed a look of yearning.

The tentacles came quickly, if it was the usual Ren Fan, the mother who would have been beaten would not recognize it, so she could only shrink into the turtle shell and sing about conquest, but Ren Fan at this time was completely different. There seemed to be a powerful force churning and roaring in his blood, encouraging him to do things he would never have thought of before. Throwing the Onexia in his arms high, of course, Ren Fan did not forget to add a holy shield to Onexia.

Then, his left hand pulled out the long-unused Quircella under his right ribs, and then, like an outbreak of secondary disease, he roared excitedly:

"When I take out the second sword, no one can stand in front of me!"

Stepping on a wall that did not exist in the air, Ren Fan rushed forward. The dual swords in his hands were filled with holy light and turned into golden light. The twin swords were blocked by an oncoming tentacle, and with the force of the downward press, Ren Fan swung a rounded arc in the air, and then, the two long swords stabbed steadily into the left leg of the hellfire.

There seemed to be a hint of flesh and blood, and the longsword stabbing into the body of Hellfire was not exactly the feeling of slashing at stone. Half-bowed, Ren Fan trotted upwards against the thighs of the hellfire, and in front of the long sword filled with holy light, the stone body of the hellfire was simply vulnerable.

The tentacles frantically returned to help, and the ping-pong was like a hail on the glass. Drawing his long sword, stepping on the body of Hellfire, and flying into the air with strength, Ren Fan threw Quelcella into Hellfire's defenseless chest, and then, pulled a tentacle, and flew high into the air with the violent flicking of the tentacle, just right to take Onexia into his arms. Then, facing the dense tentacles under his feet, he kicked under his feet, and the whole person turned around, and the hand holding the long sword went down, diving down without stopping.

Like a meteor falling, the light above the blade of the sword drew a dazzling trajectory in the air. The battlefield seemed to be silent, and both orcs and humans silently stopped, staring at the light of the battlefield.

The next moment, a huge explosion was heard, and a dazzling white light replaced everything. In the haze, it seemed that it could be seen that both the tentacles and the huge body of the hellfire were shattered and exploded into fragments. The flash dissipated, and the orcs blinked desperately, relieving the disgusting white mist in their eyes. The orc, who had regained his sight, saw a huge crater suddenly appear on the original flat ground in front of him, and in the dust of the explosion, a dazzling golden light made it impossible to ignore.

Standing up slowly, Ren Fan waved his hand lightly in front of him. He was also a little surprised by the huge movement he made. The devil knows how he did it. But now was not the time to think about it, he felt that his legs were a little weak, and after his strength retreated, he was only weak. But now in front of the two armies, to be precise, in front of the orcs, once they show their cowardice, the consequences are unimaginable.

Ren Fan didn't want to continue to exist in Azeroth in the form of a puzzle.

The smoke and dust hadn't cleared yet, and if possible, Ren Fan wanted to run now, but his legs were so weak that he didn't even have the strength to move. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and barely stand up, and then tried to use what little holy light he had left to pour on his body, trying to regain his strength.

The dust cleared, and the orcs moved forward slowly. The hellfire was gone, and only the fragments remained, and the faint golden glow of the remaining holy light on the fragments proved the reality of the earth-shattering battle. An unlucky orc found himself with a large stone falling in front of him, and on the stone, a huge one-handed sword was inserted......

This is the sword of the Grim Reaper!

And unintentionally, this orc suddenly met Ren Fan's cold eyes. Immediately, he noticed that Ren Fan's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. (God is pitiful, Ren Fan just moved his leg and found that he was dying of pain!) With a thud, his knees went limp, and the orc knelt down without hesitation. And beside him, an orc veteran kicked him very 'excitedly' and whispered:

"Arthur, quick, send this sword to the Grim Reaper! Fast! Otherwise, he's going to kill someone! ”

Looking at the long sword stuck in the stone in front of him, the orc named Arthur trembled violently, and then he stood up and held the long sword with both hands. But immediately, the remaining holy light on the hilt of the sword burned him and he screamed. The orcs were so frightened by the sound that they took a step back, and then looked at Arthur in rage. But they didn't realize that the violent killing intent in their eyes had inadvertently dissipated a lot. In normal times, I am afraid that such a scream would have triggered a bloodshed.

Not daring to look into the eyes of the Grim Reaper, Arthur endured the pain and pulled out the Quirsella stuck in the stone. Then, with his head down, he staggered over with his sword in his hand. Feeling the heavy aura of the holy light on Ren Fan's body that had not yet faded, the blood on Arthur's body seemed to be boiling. Enduring the pain, he sent the long sword to Ren Fan's hand, and his waist was bent almost 90 degrees, which made people wonder if he had cultivated in a certain island country in his previous life.

Taking the long sword, Ren Fan moved his body slightly, the holy light had its effect, and he was already able to walk, although it was still a little difficult. The long sword played a knife flower, and then inserted it into the scabbard under the right rib. Turning around and holding Onyxia, he swaggered slowly towards Stormwind in front of the eyes of more than 10,000 orcs.

A few steps forward, Ren Fan almost fell. Fortunately, at this moment, a white light flashed, and a mage from Stormwind City teleported. Even now, Khadgar still didn't dare to act rashly, even though his heart had almost burst through his chest at this time.

When Ren Fan teleported back to the city, he was greeted by an overwhelming cheer. In the Cold Weapon War, the role of the word hero is almost infinitely magnified, and today, the human warriors of Stormwind City have found that they have two heroes in one day! How can this make them not cheer?

Qiang smiled and waved to the soldiers around him, barely getting to a city tower, and Ren Fan could no longer support it. What is this, five seconds real man? Don't make a fuss, that's a lot longer than five seconds....... His consciousness gradually became confused, and the scenery in front of him became dark and bright for a while. Immediately, Ren Fan's hands and feet suddenly lost strength, and before he lost consciousness, he seemed to see an angry face, which seemed to be Nefarian's? Who knows......

At the same time, in the darkness, a disgusting mass like an octopus slowly writhed. If you look closely, you can see that one of the tentacles on this big 'octopus' seems to have been broken.

"On him, I smell the breath of the Titan. Are they back? He's the one who weakened my mark on Nesario? Is this a conspiracy of the Titans? When did they understand the conspiracy? Maybe a little more careful......"

The sound in the darkness vanished, and the chaos changed to its original form. No one knows exactly where this is, maybe only the snowflakes in Northrend......

Ren Fan fell into a deep sleep and slept very sweetly. Looking at the man curled up on the straw pile, Nefarion, though he had the heart to tear him to pieces, really couldn't do so. He didn't know why Onexia liked this human so much, and even used the shared ability to protect him, and shared life, a magical contract nicknamed 'marriage contract' among the dragons. Fortunately, Onexia signed only a short-term contract, not a long-term one, otherwise......

At the thought of this, Nefarian felt even more angry. But then, thinking of what the black and white monster dragon had just shown him, he suddenly hesitated......

"Maybe that's a good choice...... For my sister......"

Morale plummeted, and the orcs hastily ended their day's battle. Laughter rang out from Stormwind, the first time in its history, that it had seen such laughter. Mercenaries from all over Stormwind spread the story of their Patronus to the streets, and the story went off the beaten path. But no matter what the version, the main thrust of these stories is the same:

In Stormwind, there are two heroes who can do anything!

Heroes who fight for us!

For the first time, the inhabitants of Stormwind felt that victory was not so far away. And they don't know that the real darkness is quietly coming.