For Sargeras, the moon landing was not a problem.

Soon, he took his own small step - Drunken Wind had already taken a big step.

Sargeras didn't know that although he himself was in a hurry, he was actually more anxious than him.

The Burning Legion is a consumable in Sargeras's eyes, demons die when they die, the stronger ones can be reborn in the warped void, and the weaker ones are even more so; But Drunken Wind could not have taken the coalition forces as a victim alone.

These are living beings.

Only by cleaning up Sargeras as soon as possible can this catastrophe be ended as soon as possible.

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Above the moon.

The desolate land seemed to Sargeras to be particularly pleasing to the eye—there was no very noisy life.

There are no guys in the way.

Originally, Sargeras wanted to destroy the moon directly, but the speed of Drunken Wind was a little fast, so that Sargeras had to deal with Drunken Wind first.

Looking at the teleportation circle on the ground, Sargeras had a feeling of "middle plan".

It always felt as if he had thought of this a long time ago.

However, Sargeras is not afraid of this, in Sargeras's opinion, he is invincible!

And the next moment, the invincible Sargeras was educated by drunkenness.

"Thunder Break!"

Again, this familiar, continuous punch.

Sargeras's head is big.

Fortunately, this time it was not the moment of weakness when he had just stepped out of the portal, and Elune's support was not enough to crush Garnier, and Sargeras still resisted Drunkenwind's attack.

The punch slammed into the spine of Sargeras's great sword, forcing Sargeras to take a step back, but it didn't do any substantial damage.

And Sargeras's counterattack came extremely quickly, and even before Drunken Wind finished his angry thunder break, when he maintained his punching posture, Sargeras had already completed his spell - Drunken Wind had no idea how this guy cast his spell!

The evil flames formed a chain and bound the drunken wind.

In the face of the miserable green evil energy flames, Drunken Wind had to stop - Sargeras's attack, Drunken Wind really couldn't resist with his body, Elune's strength was already a little reluctant to help him attack, if he was still separated to do this kind of defense, it wouldn't be able to support it at all.

So Drunken Wind can only choose to dodge.

Hard-hitting is looking for death, Elune is very strong, but after all, she hasn't been born yet!

Sargeras was overwhelmed, and with a twist of his sword, it turned from a block to a thrust, pointing directly at the vital point of the drunken wind's chest.

Drunken Wind continued to retreat.

The devil knows how many curses there are on Sargeras's sword, and if he touches the drunken wind, he thinks he will lose half his life.

Sargeras was dodged twice in a row, unconsciously a little impatient.

Stepping forward, the sword turning from a thorn to a slash, Sargeras continued his continuous assault.

Drunken Wind continued to retreat, flashing and flashing, but it was not confronted with Sargeras.

After successive attacks failed, Sargeras finally stopped his attack.

The pandaman on the other side was really a nimble dead fat man, and in Sargeras's opinion, Zuifeng's slippery and hands-free fighting style was even more disgusting than Nogannon's.

Although the master of Nogannon has more means, at least there are rules and regulations, and the rules are in order, but this guy Drunken Wind doesn't care about his image, and even the trick of rolling on a lazy donkey is extremely skillful. (Drunken Wind: I'm rolling on the ground!) Roll the floor! ）

If this continues, maybe Akmund and Kil'Gardan will really not be able to stand it!

In this case, Sargeras finally changed his strategy.

You don't care about the image, do you? I don't care anymore!

Instead of trying to attack Drunken, Sargeras turned his attention to the moon.

Are you coming? If you don't come, I'll blow up the moon at my feet!

Now it's the turn of the drunken wind and a headache.

Please, you are the master of the Burning Legion, a Fallen Titan, how can you still do such a thing as a threat?

Do you want to fall?!

But the most angry thing is that there is really nothing to be done about drunken wind!

If Sargeras is really asked to give the moon a sword, Drunken Wind really can't guarantee whether Elune's support can continue.

If Elune's support is over, then Sargeras is really no different from pinching an ant to death......

As a last resort, Drunken Wind had to rely on the help of the Wind Sword to forcibly block Sargeras's attack.

"When—"

"When—"

In just two times, Olakir in the Wind Sword couldn't stand it.

"Stop, stop! This sword is about to break! ”

But in this case, where can the drunken wind get this!

If you stop, the whole of Azeroth will be finished!

The scary doesn't stop there.

Each of Sargeras's attacks had an extremely strong curse effect, and Drunken Wind felt that his mental state had become extremely unstable after taking multiple attacks.

There was a feeling of being shocked.

Drunken Wind tries to get out of this state, but Sargeras's curse does not work in a way that creates negative emotions, and Drunken Wind can't get rid of it for a while.

Just when the drunken wind was about to collapse, with a crisp sound, the wind sword broke in response.

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Ahem, ahem, continue with the chapter.