"That's the feeling, that's the rhythm." Fuhang babbled a few words, relaxing his mood.

With the glider on his back, Fuhang drew a perfect arc in the sky. This gliding process greatly buffered the impact on Fuhang's body. In this way, it is easier to control the glider.

Fuhang had to make sure that his own Ember Messenger was stuck in Manolos' head.

The goal was already very close, and at this time, there was nothing else in Fuhang's eyes. At this time, it is necessary to give full attention to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

When he was still ten meters away from Manolos' head, Fu Hang decisively dropped the glider on his arms and jumped down.

At the same time, Fuhang switched the form of the Ember Bringer and activated the Demon Blade.

The third form of the Ember Bringer, the perverted skill that binds demons. Inserts into the demon's body, drains life force at the same time as the damaged demon, and shackles the target demon's body, immobilizing it.

Manolos had suffered such a loss once, but the last time Manolos was able to break free. However, this time, unlike in the past, Manolos consumed a lot of strength. It is very likely that Fuhang can make history.

No, it is necessary to create a history of Fuhang. If, this sneak attack fails. It wasn't just the three orc leaders who died in Morosaland, but at the same time, the Kalimdor coalition would fall apart because of this battle.

"I'll plug it!" Fuhang slammed into Manolos' body. Fuhang never dreamed that Manolos' skin would win like a rock. His flesh and blood body crashed into Manolos's body, and with the impact of gravity and acceleration, Fuhang felt as if his soul had detached from his body, and his whole body instantly lost consciousness.

However, Fuhang soon entered the backlash brought to him by the Demon Peak.

This also proves one thing, Fuhang was successful. He succeeded in stabbing the Ember Messenger in the form of the Demon Peak into Manolos' skull.

Manolos' realm vanished in an instant, and Grom, Sarufar, and Thrall were freed from the oppression of the power of evil and the breath of darkness.

Manolos was furious: "Mortal, it's you again! You dare to challenge the Burning Legion. ”

Manolos has a deep memory of Fuhang. In the Warsong Lumber Yard, it was this human who posed a threat to his life, and today, he appeared again, but it seemed that the shape shì was extremely bad for him.

"It's Fuhang." Thrall growled

Now Fuhang still lost most of his strength, and his body was weak, and he was prostrate on Manolos's back. The only place where he had power was Fu Hang's hands, and he held the demon's blade tightly, consuming the life force at the same time as Manolos.

"Hurry up, or Fuhang will die here." Grom has seen this skill of Fuhang, and if Fuhang continues to consume, then Manolos's demon's breath will run through his heart, and when the time comes, Fuhang will really have to be sacrificed.

Theoretically, Fuhang consumed life force at the same time as Manolos. But for Fuhang, he also has to bear the erosion of his body by the devil's breath. Therefore, it is completely impossible for Fuhang to die with Manolos.

Grom knew very well that he had to kill Manolos before he fell. This is a battle of life and death, and there is no room for slackening.

"Break the gods!"

"Wind Thunder Lava Power!"

"Storm of Blades!"

All three orc leaders unleashed their special moves in order to kill Manolos in the first place.

For Manolos, these skills are sure to kill him. He was careless, he didn't expect that a mortal would fall from the sky.

Grom leapt into the air and slashed at Manolos' head with a god-shattering force.

"Mortals, you will pay the price! Roar! Manolos let out a last low roar, and after Manolos died, the power of evil energy in his body kept surging and bursting out.

Grom gritted his teeth and picked up the support from Manolos' back. However, Grom is also out of strength, and it is too late to exert his strength.

At this critical moment, Thrall waved his hand, completely overdrawing all the elemental power in his body.

"The power of the wind." A hurricane swept past Grom's feet, tossing Fuhang and Grom out with him.

Then, the power of evil energy erupted. The entire battlefield was shattered by the impact of the exploding evil energy, and nearly a hundred demon and orc soldiers were directly killed by this energy. The surging evil energy erupted, causing an explosion, and the elegy of Manolos was resounded.

"We succeeded, old general." Sal picked up the hammer of destruction and raised his arms and shouted.

Grom struggled to get up from the ground, and at the same time, he propped up Fuhang from the ground: "Brother Fuhang, we have won." ”

Now Fuhang, both physically and mentally are in chaos, and the demon's breath and the aftermath of the evil energy after the explosion collide fiercely in Fuhang's body. Fu Hang smiled with the only remaining trace of clarity, and then fell asleep deeply.

Grom shouted, "Brother Fuhang, Brother Fuhang." ”

Thrall ran over and took Fuhang from Grom's arms. "Brother Fuhang is not dead yet, hurry, let's hurry back to Mount Hygar." Sal said urgently.

Grom nodded and said, "Old General, you go back with the Great Chief, and I'll stay and settle these chores." ”

"Yes, Chief. Great Chief, we need to hurry. Sarufar said.

Sal thought eagerly in his heart: Brother Fuhang, you must hold on, this devil's breath will not kill you.

Frostwolf Snow Song was almost twice as fast as the average howling wolf. The snow-white shadow of the frostwolf galloped along the trail to Mount Hyjal.

Watching Sal run so hard and hard. If Fuhang is awake, he will definitely complain, and he will die if he buys a TP (Return to the City Scroll).

Soon, at the urging of Sal, Frostwolf Snow Song rushed to Mount Hyjal.

Thrall rushed to the gates of Nodahird, and beckoned to the heralds, saying, "Go to the Great Druid, and let them meet me in the camp." Remember, be quick! ”

The troll soldiers received orders from the High Chief and turned and ran towards the main city of Nodashir. Soon, he rushed to the council hall.

"Great Druid, the Great Chief has an emergency to find you."

Malfurion and Hamuel immediately turned and left the council chamber, and ordered the surrounding druids to inform the elders of the Senarion Council, and a moment later, assemble in the camp of the Grand Chief of Saar.

The situation was urgent, and Malfurion and Hamuel had guessed a thing or two.