No doubt.

The black dragon princess was not lightly injured this time.

After all, it would not be easy for anyone to collide directly with the stone wall like a comet hitting the earth, needless to say, just by looking at the power of the earth shaking the mountains...... It hurts!

Even if Onexia is a giant dragon, even a hero-level dragon, but if he eats the brute force explosion of Lao Tang's sturdy "earth throw", it will definitely hurt a lot.

Dizziness, blurred vision, unsteady steps...... There are many after-effects of these violent collisions. Even from the beginning of the war between the two sides, the Black Dragon Princess's plane banishment technique, which she had maintained throughout her efforts to imprison Varian, was finally unable to maintain.

So, the unconscious king of Stormwind suddenly fell from mid-air like a rag doll that had lost the favor of its master. However, for the two humans in the hall who were genuinely concerned about King Varian's well-being, it was better to fall to the ground unconscious than to be banished to an alien plane.

At the very least, a Varian who can be physically touched will no longer leave an intelligence leader bent on rescuing his king......

Ignoring the disrespect in Don's words, Madias Shore, who got Don's prompt, had already rushed out like a sturdy cheetah at the moment of Varian's fall, and he didn't even care about the severe pain caused by the strenuous exercise and tearing the wound.

At the critical moment, the loyal intelligence leader no longer cared about his remaining body, gritted his teeth and endured the sharp pain from all over his body, and helped the unconscious King Varian to his back. Without even saying a word of thanks, he started to sprint and quickly ran towards the exit of the hall.

However, at this moment, Don didn't care to mock Matthias's seemingly "uneducated" behavior.

Because...... The old Tang just now made the most successful "mockery" in his life so far!

"How dare you? How dare you!!! ”

The deafening dragon roar reverberated in the hall, and even the old Tang, who had always been nervous, could easily feel the surging anger contained in this roar.

Onexia's injury can be regarded as a complete stimulation of the nerves of Nefarian, the "sister control"!

At this moment, Nefarian is no longer the suave and personable person he used to be. Seeing his "dear" sister being hurt in front of his eyes undoubtedly made the Black Dragon Prince completely crazy and rampant!

Not to mention that a small reptile in his eyes saved another chess piece that had lost its usefulness, and now I am afraid that even Deathwing's proximity will not be able to attract the attention of the Black Dragon Prince...... The out-of-control Nefarian now had only one thought left in his mind:

Shatter the arrogant, despicable, damned inferior creature in front of you!!

Fangs, claws, tail hammers, dragon's breath...... Caught in a state of rage, Nefarian was like a giant combat weapon, turning every position on his body into a murderous weapon. Not to mention the endless bombardment of magic like the tide of the sea!

For a while, the bare-handed old Tang could only dodge as much as possible, and he was powerless to fight back at all......

"Rub, what is this?"

"Sister control's reverse scales?"

Another "Z" shaped sprint, occasionally dodging the Black Dragon Prince's two successive flaming dragon breaths that were enough to melt steel. Old Tang finally took the opportunity to retrieve a war hammer and dragged it across his chest. Looking at Nefaryan, who was chasing after him as if he had been cursed recklessly, the relieved old Tang couldn't help complaining in his heart.

With the war hammer in hand, the original old Tang gradually stopped the decline in the battle. However, the good times did not last long, and in the face of Nefarian, who was obviously in a state of rage, Old Tang failed to stage a single-handedly defeat into victory after all.

There's no denying that hand-to-hand combat with an opponent of the size of the Black Dragon Prince is a thankless option.

Maybe in the competition of strength, Lao Tang did not suffer, or even better. But combat, especially hand-to-hand combat, is never a simple game of comparing the strength of two sides.

Otherwise, in the original competition, Lao Tang would not have had no way to take Lao Chen's slippery fat panda; Kane*, who is stronger, will not be held down by the roar of hell.

Well, even for the battle between Old Tang and Nefarian, the two rough guys, skills and everything are floating clouds. Compared to Nefarian, who has the size of a mountain, our Minotaur Overseer is indisputably inferior in terms of tonnage, attack range, and even the variety of attack methods......

For example, with the height and reach of Old Don, he wields a two-handed hammer like the Titan Power Warhammer with one hand. Its wide range of attacks is definitely one of the advantages of Old Don when fighting, which is naturally invincible in battles with the vast majority of humanoid creatures.

But when it came to Nefarian, Old Tang's original advantage became a complete disadvantage.

Don Sr.'s reach is combined with the length of the warhammer. It's even as long as the forelimbs and forearms of the Black Dragon Prince. This means that almost every time Old Tang counterattacks, he desperately rushes in front of Nefarian in order to pose a substantial threat. And the price is that such a counterattack completely sent Old Tang himself to the fangs and claws of Nefarian, maybe he will be caught by the Black Dragon Prince and die in an instant, becoming a sad plate of "roast beef" on the table.

……

Brilliant golden light surged up and down his body, and the eggshell-like shield shield shrank under the scorching heat of the dragon's breath.

Old Tang, who had chiseled a hammer into Nefarian's chest, almost died under the dragon's breath that the Black Dragon Prince reciprocated. Fortunately, the "Daywalker version of Invincible" imitated by Lao Tang with the power of Yang Yan is still quite powerful, although this layer of "eggshell" was soon shattered, but after all, it reluctantly let Lao Tang escape the fate of turning into charcoal.

But the key thing is. Compared with his outstanding achievements on the way to the warrior, Old Tang's deputy position as a daywalker is a half-ass.

Repeatedly forcibly holding up the Holy Shield Shield shield like an emergency, it had almost exhausted the power of Yang Yan in Old Tang's body, which was not abundant. There is no doubt that if Old Tang does not change his current battle mode and continues to fight against Nefarian with injuries as he is now, it must be Old Tang himself who suffers first!

Old Tang, who had escaped the catastrophe, had no time to examine how long the power of yang in his body could last. Without having time to think about it, he almost followed his body's instinct and leaped high, once again dodging the ensuing claw sweep of Nefarian.

But Old Tang immediately found that he seemed to have run headlong into the trap that the Black Dragon brothers and sisters had been planning for a long time......

"Goode, be careful!"

Not far away, Gianna's exclamation was clearly discernible. It seems to prove that the premonition of crisis in Old Tang's mind is not his own delusion. For a moment. The cold killing machine made Old Tang's hairs stand on end!

Onexia, who had been recovering from her vertigo and had been exchanging spells with Gianna at the other end of the hall, had unknowingly moved quietly behind Don, and sandwiched Don's bag one after the other with Nefarian.

When Old Tang was forced to jump into the air by the pursuit of the Black Dragon Prince, Onexia, who had a tacit understanding with his brother, suddenly left Gianna as an opponent. Instead, he turned his head and bit the Minotaur in mid-air!

I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet?

As a soldier who has always charged ahead and a commander who likes to take the lead, in short, Lao Tang, who is accustomed to dealing with danger, has also entertained himself when he is bored and guesses what kind of death he will get in the end.

Is it the battlefield of honor? Or did you fall under a dastardly sneak attack? Or did he die on the sickbed after a serious injury?

But Old Tang can swear to Mother Earth that there is absolutely no option to die in the dragon's mouth among these deaths he has deduced!

When the black dragon princess's fangs were about to bite Old Tang's waist in two, it was at a critical juncture. Suddenly, Old Tang let go of the war hammer in his right hand, and his left hand violently threw out the Titan God Iron Chain coiled around his waist, and accurately wrapped around a horn on the head of the dragon of Onexia.

Pull and pull.

In the next second, Old Tang seemed to suddenly transform into Spider-Man or Tarzan of the Apes, and with the power of the weapon chain, he was a beautiful throwing body and fluttering, and suddenly fell on the slender neck of the black dragon princess!

"Unforgivable!"

Under the pull of the huge force, there was an obvious stumbling Onexia who almost roared and issued a death ultimatum for Old Don. For this Minotaur who has teased her repeatedly in battle, the Black Dragon Princess at this moment is the same as her "sister control" brother. There was only one thought in my head:

Break him to pieces!

But......

"Hah, idiot, what can you do now with your bare hands in the air?" Suddenly. Annoyed, the Black Dragon Princess noticed the two hideous warhammers left on the ground. The wings shook into the sky, and the hatred and anger of the Black Sky Princess suddenly turned into an irrepressible smirk: "Are you planning to knock me down with your fists?" ”

"Ignorance is a sin, ma'am!"

His legs were firmly clamped around Onexia's neck, and Old Tang responded in a flirtatious tone:

"The first rule of the warrior's rule! A qualified warrior should always have a spare weapon ready! ”

As he spoke, Old Tang grabbed the weapon chain wrapped around the horns of the dragon beast with one hand to prevent himself from being thrown off by the black dragon princess who was rolling violently, while the other hand touched the magic backpack on his waist and took out a blood-red demon sword-Cataclysmic Blade!

"Actually, I'm interested in fixing your neck so that it doesn't have a head that messes around all day!"

Hold high the spoils of the holy war on Mount Hyjal. Even in the angry roar of the black dragon siblings, Old Tang could hear the shock and horror contained in the dragon moan:

"Enjoy my service, ma'am!"

According to Old Tang's wishes, the blood-red greatsword that was more than three meters long quickly shrank to the length of a normal two-handed sword, but the wide and sharp blade barely changed in size. Grabbing the lower end of the dragon's neck, Old Tang picked up the murder weapon of decapitation. slashed at the black dragon's neck mercilessly, and the first blow made the black dragon princess howl in pain, and the flesh and blood were blurred!

"Onexia!"

Compared to the black dragon princess's screams and howls, Nefarian on the other side was almost crazy, frightened, worried, and angry with a long roar and wanted to come forward to help.

It's a pity that Old Tang has a good "teammate".

Queen Theramore, who is always paying attention to the situation in the field, is a hero-level mage, not a cat and dog who can be ignored by anyone!

The wind, snow and hail swept in the sky, and the biting cold slowed down the movements of the Black Dragon Prince to the greatest extent. The four tall water elementals even turned into positioning forts, and they shot out the large ice arrows condensed in their hands as quickly as machine gun fire, and they could not leave Nefarian's hideous head and bloody chest and abdomen.

Perhaps, the mistress of Theramore could not defeat the equally powerful Black Dragon Prince on her own, but only if she was restrained and harassed...... More than enough!

In mid-air, the isolated Onexia shook her neck like a silver snake, trying to shake off Old Don. But centrifugal force alone can't fight against Old Tang's innate strange power.

Sitting firmly on the neck of the black dragon princess, even though it was difficult to exert his strength, Old Tang still wielded his great sword wildly and fiercely, and was slowly cutting a fatal wound on Onexia's neck like a piece of wood.

The sturdy dragon scales that the Black Dragon Clan was proud of could not resist the sharp edge of the loot obtained from the Demon Lord!

"Bastard!"

With a dragon roar from the Black Dragon Princess, Old Tang suddenly felt that his feet were empty. In order to escape the fate of being decapitated, Onexia was in a hurry and suddenly turned into a human form again in mid-air.

Then, in an instant, the shape shì reverses.

Onexia clutched her bleeding neck tightly and raised her hand to unleash the Slow Fall Technique for herself, but Don, who was also in the air, did not have this ability. Losing the entanglement, the Titan God Chain hung down weakly like a giant python that had lost its life, and Old Tang had to fall straight down, looking like he was about to become a victim of the "air crash".

No one knew this problem better than Old Tang himself, almost subconsciously, Old Tang luckily caught the robe that the Black Dragon Princess was wearing after turning into a human form......

The reason why cloth clothes are cloth clothes is because they are not made to resist any attacks, but simply to make them comfortable for the user to wear, or to ease the burden of casting spells. Although the red and black sexy robe on Onexia's body was not ordinary, it obviously couldn't withstand the rough pull of a big man who weighed at least four or five hundred pounds.

So, with a hiss, the robe broke in response, and the red and black skirt robe slipped from the shoulders of the cold and glamorous woman who the black dragon princess had become, and turned into two rags fluttering in the wind with Lao Tang.

Immediately afterwards, Old Tang's decline also stopped. Basically, he and the Black Dragon Princess slowly drifted towards the ground of the underground hall at a speed......

"Thank you for your levitation, Gianna!"

Old Tang waved his hand at the female mage who was distracted and supported him, and then looked at the seductive and naked graceful figure above his head and whistled obscenely:

"Tsk...... See you again, Countess Catlana! ”

"By the way...... The breast shape is fabulous! (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )V