From the very beginning, Don didn't plan to make any deal with Akmund or have any intersections, let alone change his door to join the Burning Legion and become the villain that everyone shouts about.

Whether it is a "greeting" with a false and wrongful snake, or pretending to be crazy and stupid, moving forward slowly, or even making a cameo appearance in the "Oscar for Best Actor" with his clumsy acting skills...... What Old Tang did had only one purpose - to delay time!

Buying time for the evacuation of the cavalry troops that broke through is also the time to rush for the "reinforcements" that you expected!

And the old Tang, who successfully approached the invincible Akmund and entered the range of his attack, finally tried to see the dagger at this moment and made a brazen move!

Although the difference in strength between Old Tang and Akmund is almost world-apart, just like Old Tang roared - he is here to play with his life!

It doesn't matter if you hit a stone with an egg, you don't have to do it yourself. Old Tang only knows one thing in his mind, as a soldier, there is never a reason to surrender without a fight, and to fear the enemy and be cowardly! If this time, he didn't even have the courage to fight Ake, and he didn't even have the faith to wield a war hammer to resist to the death, then this is what he has achieved in this life!

The warrior's path to the strong is a dangerous road covered with blood and scars, a dangerous road full of thorns and flames, and a dangerous road from which there is absolutely no turning back! To walk this path, two legs are definitely not enough! Only those iron-blooded men with a third leg in the crotch of their pants are worthy of going farther and farther on this road and flying higher and higher!

This time, even if Akmund will inevitably die in the end, if as a warrior leaves a mark of timidity in his heart at the moment, then let alone an advanced hero, if he continues to become stronger, Lao Tang's strength transformation will come to an abrupt end here after all, and it is not impossible to even go back a few steps! And in Azeroth, a world of swords and magic, survival and death. Without strength, it is a dead end after all, and it is even better to live than to die......

Since you have to die early and late, why not gentlemen? If you get rid of this fat, you will also break a few teeth of this demon leader!

It's a pity that the huge gap in strength can never be made up by a single passion and tenacious will.

In front of Akmund, the current Old Don doesn't even have the qualifications to play his life

The Titan Power Warhammer hit the bridge of Akmund's nose in Akmund's playful and mocking eyes. But Old Tang's face at this moment did not have a little joy, but a face of defeat. The force of the shock back on the war hammer is not the pleasure of hitting ** at all......

The warhammer, full of the power of holy light and filled with the terrifying brute force of the old Tang, came to an abrupt end a few centimeters away from Akmund's face, and there was a sonorous sound like the resonance of gold and iron on the battlefield.

Old Tang adjusted his spirit to his peak state. The fatal blow that was bound to be won, and even the body protection magic shield released by the polluter in an instant could not be broken, and it was lightly resisted! Old Tang's repeated heavy hammer chisel, that body hurt I don't know how many strong people, how many masters with more strength than Lao Tang overturned in the gutter, but this time it was not an inch......

Akmund, the demon leader known for his strong hand-to-hand combat ability, this time is a blacksmith who plays embroidery, showing extraordinary magical power in front of Old Don! The layer of magic shield that looked crumbling and crumbling in an instant under Old Tang's huge hammer blow was far from being as fragile as it looked!

"Stupid mortals. You think you can fool me? You think you can hurt me? The grinding plate-like giant palm was fanned at random, only to hear a loud "bang", and the old Tang, who had nowhere to borrow his strength in the air, was instantly fanned away by Akmund who wanted to swatt a fly, and the battlefield resounded with Akmund's mocking and disdainful sarcasm: "I don't know whether to live or die, it's ridiculous!" ”

The place where Old Tang fell was filled with smoke and dust, and a deep depression appeared, and the destructive power was even comparable to that of a hellfire falling from a high altitude. Next to the deep pit were the bloody corpses of more than a dozen high-level demons who had been affected by the pond fish. In the collision just now, if it weren't for these unlucky demons acting as meat pads, the injuries caused by the collision to Old Tang were mitigated. At this moment, the old Tang has already become a mess of unrecognizable meat puree.

But even so, Old Tang at this moment is by no means happy.

The violent collision and concussion made all the capillaries on the surface of Old Tang's body burst, and Old Tang who staggered up from the pit was like a bloody man, and his burly body had already been dyed blood red by the cracked blood plasma.

Sharp pain in his left arm and chest, and the experience gained from years of fighting on the battlefield. The old Tang, who was a little confused, was ignorant and realized that under the random blow of the polluter, he broke three or four ribs, and even his entire left arm. The arm that was hanging at his side at a strange angle, no matter how hard Old Tang tried, he couldn't use a little strength......

Akmund's "counterattack action", which was not even an attack, instantly caused the old Tang who was perverted in body and muscle density to be severely damaged, and he was deprived of most of his combat power at once!

This is the bloody strength gap between the so-called "master" who has won the record of a hero-level powerhouse under Lao Tang, and Akmund, a real strongman!

The difference between cloud and mud is generally huge. made Old Tang's so-called desperateness completely become a joke!

The old Tang, who staggered to his feet, exhorted to suppress the blood that poured to the side of the roar without spitting out unpleasant blood, as if he had made up his mind, and looked directly at the giant who stood between heaven and earth with firm and hideous eyes that had never appeared before......

"Die! Ignorant wretched! ”

The indifferent face was full of disdain for Old Tang. The Polluter's Akmund's palm, which shimmered with a layer of brilliant silver, aimed at Old Tang and shook it lightly in the void.

"You don't know what real power is!"

With the polluter's unruly declaration, in an instant, the air around Old Tang seemed to be violently compressed inward by an invisible hand, and then it expanded and burst wildly with a more violent momentum than before-Air Explosion Technique!

The air burst was a simple spell that could be cast from Akmund's hands with great power. There are already countless powerhouses in countless planes in the vast universe who are hated by this move, and are frantically pushed up to a height of hundreds of yards by the bursting air current, and then fall to the ground helplessly, falling into a puddle of flesh......

This time, it was Don's turn.

However, Gao Zai, this time, although the of the goddess of fate put Lao Tang fiercely, the goddess of luck still showed the corners of her skirt like Lao Tang. Akmund also made a small negligence......

The power of the air blast technique goes without saying. But this cruel spell is not without limits. At least it can't target large or heavy opponents, otherwise the power of the air burst won't be able to be used.

This restriction did not apply to Don in the first place.

After all, although the large body of the Minotaur clan can be called a burly physique among the mortal race of Azeroth, in the eyes of Akmund, who is at least thirty meters tall, he is an out-and-out ant, and he is not a "heavyweight" in any way.

But the key is that Akmund did not count the two war hammers in Old Tang's hands......

The Titan Power Warhammer weighs a thousand pounds each, which adds up to a ton!

And it was this one-ton weight that was not calculated by Akmund that made the polluter's air blast technique not produce the results it should have. The bursting air flow just sent Old Tang and the Warhammer flying to a height of two or three meters, and it was unsustainable. And the height of two or three meters is not a problem for Lao Tang at all...... Even if Old Tang was seriously injured, it was the same.

"Humph!" Seeing that the minotaur in front of him who tried to provoke his majesty did not fall into meat sauce as he expected, a dull cold snort came out from the huge nostrils of the polluter who felt that he was offended, and the hideous and terrifying coercion seemed to be like a heavy hammer smashed straight into Old Tang's mind. At the same time. With a wave of his big hand, he unleashed another magic that was familiar to Old Tang!

"Finger of Death!"

The power of this spell is as simple as its name, and it is already an obscure and advanced direct death magic......

In an instant, a stream of filthy energy as thick as a wine barrel was sandwiched in the tyrannical arc at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and the long phantom left by the energy dissipation shot towards the old Tang who was half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes gloomy and his mouth spitting blood!

At the critical moment, Old Tang, who could no longer dodge, put the war hammer into the magic backpack on his waist, gritted his teeth and replaced it with the magic shield phase barrier given by Kael'thas. Old Tang, who used his anger to provoke the energy barrier of the shield, almost used the only remaining strength in his severely injured body to put his shoulders on the shield to protect his whole body......

And then, boom!

There was a deafening roar on the battlefield, mixed with the cracking of metal.

Under the sky of smoke and dust, sand and metal fragments. The "stubborn resistance" of the old Tang has been thrown away by the fierce collision and the explosive air current, and he has hit the bodies of countless demons and undead along the way. When the smoke cleared, the scene in the battlefield caused all the demons to roar into earth-shattering cheers.

The phase barrier that had once resisted the salvo of spells from hundreds of necromancers and necromancers shattered and shattered the moment it collided with the finger of death. The armor on the upper part of Old Tang's body was already shattered, and there were more than a dozen large and small metal fragments inserted horizontally and vertically on his chest, and blood gushed out from the hideous wounds......

Old Tang, who was paralyzed on the ground, was dying!

"Goode!"

With a familiar shout, he burst into drinks. A hideous axe turned into a blood-red axe shadow in the sky, instantly stirring the demons and undead around Old Tang into scattered pieces of flesh and broken bones. Before Don lost consciousness, a burly and majestic orc appeared beside Don. At the same time, the air was filled with a strong natural atmosphere, and the old Tang, who was in a trance and ignorance, vaguely heard the screeching sound as if the winch was exhausted.

That's the sound of the giant roots of the ancient tree and the tenacious vines when they are entangled**...

"You ...... It's finally here...... Next time...... Can we hurry up...... I...... Not what you think...... Then you can hit ......"

Old Tang with heavy eyelids rushed at the murderous and imposing orcs around him. With a wry smile, he closed his eyes.

Roars of battle and death emanating from the rear of the demon armies, the wind and waves of the dense forests of ancient trees, and the angry roar of Akmund not far away...... This was the last voice Old Tang heard before he lost consciousness and fell unconscious...... (To be continued...... Q