"I need cover!"

Hearing this, Sargeras subconsciously restrained his attack. There was something about this mortal that even he couldn't see, and it made him have to be on his guard.

Slightly relieved, Lothar woke up from his initial outburst, and he vaguely felt that he was a little strangely irrational, but he couldn't find the reason. Looking at Ren Fan, who seemed to be crawling at the speed of a turtle in his eyes, Lothar felt a trace of emotion in his heart. At this moment, this priest, who was once despised by him, did what none of his most elite soldiers could do.

But he could not put this priest against this terrible enemy.

"Sargeras, your opponent is me!"

"Noise!"

With just a wave of his hand, an invisible air flow appeared out of thin air, enveloping Lothar's entire person in the middle. With her feet off the ground, Lothar couldn't exert a tenth of her strength, and her arms were trapped in them by a seemingly gentle but irresistible force. Trying hard to throw the Great Royal Sword, Lothar found it difficult to get the sword out of his hand. In desperation, he could only let out a roar of slightly despair.

And at this moment, behind Khadgar, a young soldier rushed forward. With a huge shield in his hands, which was not even much shorter than his height, Wendsol roared and rushed in front of Ren Fan. In order to run faster, he didn't even bring any weapons. The inexplicable trust in his heart made him choose to exchange his madness for a possible opportunity. And the picture he saw in the fable gave him a sense of indescribable fearlessness.

"You're not a black dragon, I'm afraid of what you're going to do!"

Although the panic in his heart was not less than that of others, Wendsol still chose to rush in front of Ren Fan.

"Miscellaneous crumbs that get in the way!" Sargeras was dissatisfied with the ant-weak soldier, and a silver ice pick slammed into Wendthor's tower shield with a whistling wind. Rolling to the side with agility, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat as he watched the ice pick that pierced the shield and then nailed it firmly to the ground. And without his cover, Ren Fan was also directly exposed in front of Sargeras.

"Want to get close to me? I won't let you get your wish! ”

The massive amount of arcane energy was compressed into a small ball, taking on a seductive purple color. As soon as he raised his hand, an arcane impact that was not fast came straight towards Ren Fan. But this is not fast, it is for people at the level of Sargeras, and for Ren Fan, this impact is almost in the blink of an eye.

The impact might not have pierced his tortoise shell, but it could knock him back into place. And without getting close to Sargeras, his plans are out of the question.

Almost at the same time that he was already desperate, a cold light appeared in front of him almost at the same time. The glittering blade of the Great Royal Sword collided with the arcane impact, and then let out a piercing scream. In the whirlwind, Lothar's mouth and eyes oozed dark red blood, and the throw used up all his strength. At the most critical moment, Lothar chooses to believe this strange pastor who has known each other for less than a week.

A notoriously 'impure' priest.

Slightly stunned, things were a little unexpected for Sargeras. Raising his hand again, an even more powerful arcane blast slammed in, and by this time, Windthor had already stood up. Barely hesitating, he confronted the spell that radiated terrifying power. And the moment his chest hit Ao Chong, a golden barrier of holy light enveloped his whole body.

Like a smashed ball, Windsol spat blood and flew upside down, the barrier of light helping him withstand most of the damage, but the violent impact could not be undone. However, his purpose was achieved, and Ren Fan had already appeared in front of Sargeras at this time. His right hand, which he was only holding, threw forward as if with all his might, and in an instant, a white powder enveloped the Demon King.

"Eat my quicklime Dafa!"

Lothar is desperate, Khadgar is desperate, and Wendthall, who is vomiting blood, seems to be vomiting even more happily. Originally, they thought that Ren Fan could have some earth-shattering killing moves, but they didn't expect it...... It's actually this kind of indiscriminate means...... And it doesn't work......

The sky of lime smashed Sargeras's face to the ground, and beside him, three previously invisible arcane shields were also dyed white, slowly swirling around him. Sargeras lost his mind in anger, he felt the insult, insult on all levels! No one can tease the Demon King like that! He wanted to let this stupid mortal know what kind of mistake he had made! What price does he need to pay!

Sargeras's body was covered with green flames, and the longsword in his hand was instantly burned to a wreckage, and immediately, a magical longsword mixed with arcane azure and dark green of evil energy appeared in his hand. Almost in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Ren Fan, the long sword in his hand swung down viciously, and the holy light barrier was smashed by this blow and let out an overwhelming creak, and Ren Fan also flew upside down and smashed against the wall, creating a large area of exaggerated spider web patterns.

"You, you must die! Today, you have to die! Sargeras's angry voice echoed through the hall, and the energy of fear attached to it sent the quail-like soldiers away. Standing up slowly, Ren Fan laughed wildly as if he was mad: "You? It's up to you? Today, it's impossible to say who is dead or who is alive! ”

"You will pay for your arrogance!" Sargeras instantly appeared on Ren Fan's left side, like a golfer, ferociously wielding the magic sword in his hand. In an instant, the sky was spinning, and Ren Fan felt as if he had been drawn to the sky, and then, a huge force came from above and down, and with an irresistible power, he fell to the ground again.

Even the enchanted ground could not withstand such a powerful impact. The mage tower is faintly in danger of being penetrated, a huge amount of evil energy and arcane magic destroys the tower's magic net system, the magic system that was originally in chaos due to the abnormal administrator privileges completely collapsed, the magic lights on the ceiling flickered wildly, and in the interplay of light and shadow, Sargeras's hideous smile looked terrifying.

Looking at the broken cracks on the holy shield, Ren Fan gritted his teeth and replenished the last holy energy in his body. And in the next second, a big foot stepped on Ren Fan's holy shield. Staring at Ren Fan's eyes, Sargeras clenched the magic sword in his hand with both hands, and then stabbed it fiercely. At the same time, Ren Fan pulled his throat and shouted with all his strength:

"Lothar, it's now!"