"I'm gambling on my fate, so I'm not going to throw in the towel. Illidan growled.

The fire of evil energy slowly gathers around him, offering sacrifices, and when the magic is turned on, it not only continuously burns nearby units, but also acts as a defensive means. At the same time, Illidan's claws began to change color to red, which was berserk magic that increased the power of the Demon Hunter for a short time.

Illidan, whose transformation time is coming to an end, is ready to make a desperate bet, this war, there must be a winner, and the competitive Illidan will never allow himself to lose.

In the face of Illidan's last desperate fight, Xue Huan, who had already occupied the initiative on the entire battlefield, did not panic, he unhurriedly raised the sorrow of frost, and the surrounding flying snow poured into the magic sword like a meteor, and the two powers of death and ice flowed between him and the magic sword.

At this time, Xue Huan understood that he had won this war.

With a burst of angry shouts from Illidan, the two Aeginos blades flew towards Xue Huan with the tail flame of the evil fire.

"Ice Hell !!"

Xue Huan's eyes glowed with an icy blue glow.

Frost Sorrow trembled in his hands, and the energy in it seemed to be irrepressible, Xue Huan waved, and a line of countless ice edges appeared out of thin air on the vast snow, and these ice edges that were like thorns in the ground and went towards the extension of Illidan were like an "ice dragon", freezing all living beings in its path.

"Bang !!"

A moment later, the blade of Aeginos and the ice dragon, which were dragging the raging flames, collided together, and the flames of the burning sky were frozen in an instant, and Illidan's twin blades were trapped in it and could not move.

How can it be...

Illidan had an incredulous expression on his face, but what surprised him even more was yet to come.

I saw Xue Huan smile fiercely, and then his thin lips lightly opened: "Broken!!"

"Bang !!"

There was another sound as crisp as glass shattering, and the ice edge completely shattered at the same time, and the sturdy Aesinos blade also turned into pieces with the ice edge.

"No, it's not... Possibly!!" Illidan is clearly somewhat unable to accept the fact that his weapons ... It was completely destroyed by Xue Huan so easily.

However, Xue Huan is not without consumption, just one blow has also lost a lot of his strength, but under the continuous gathering of the power of the surrounding ice and pouring it into him, the loss of this power is insignificant.

The battle continued, and Xue Huan obviously wanted to end the battle quickly, so he didn't intend to give Illidan a chance to breathe.

The three runes on the Frost Sorrow Sword lit up at the same time, and Xue Huan leaped out of the diffuse ice mist, holding the Frost Sorrow, exuding a strong aura of death all over his body.

Facing the menacing Xue Huan, Illidan, who had lost his double blades, had no choice but to resist with his physical strength, he suddenly raised his claws, and almost all the evil power in his body converged at this moment.

"Shadow Strike !!"

Xue Huan shouted violently, the sorrow of frost was held high by him, the aura of ice and death was permeated, the vast and endless power surged towards him like a tumbling wave, and the magic sword burst out with a dazzling blue light, completely overwhelming Illidan in momentum.

The Frost Sorrow slashed down sharply, and the enhanced Shadow Strike seemed to carry the power of a landslide and a crack.

At this moment, Xue Huan only felt that his brain was blank, and the vast Northrend seemed to have poured all its power into himself, which was a feeling that the world was one with him.

Frost Sorrow was wrapped in a mixture of power that swallowed mountains and rivers, and with the blessing of the Corrosive Orb, it broke through Illidan's defenses and slammed into the Demon Hunter's body.

Illidan gritted his teeth, unwilling to be knocked out by this force that he couldn't resist at all, due to the loss of his weapon, Illidan only needed to use his hands to gather strength to resist, and the powerful power of the magic sword shook the meridians of his hands to break.

Illidan slammed a diagonal line into a snow-capped mountain in Northrend, and after running directly through the entire mountainside, he was smashed into the thick snow, creating a large crater.

"Illidan-sama !!"

Fasqi and Kael'thas seemed a little uncalm, and the whole situation, both in terms of the number of troops and the morale of them, was obviously inferior, and their only reliance was on the transformed Illidan.

And now...

After a flash of lightning, the transformation effect ended, and Illidan's arms were bloodied.

The power in his body has been consumed to the limit, but Xue Huan is getting stronger and stronger, and the sense of oppression is becoming more and more intense, and the powerful and arrogant Illidan only feels like a grasshopper shaking a tree to make the last and senseless resistance.

Death had never been so close to him.

Illidan knew in his heart that this defeat, even if Xue Huan let him go, he would be listed as the primary target of the Burning Legion and be ruthlessly pursued by Kilgardan.

"You've lost, Illidan!!"

The cold voice rang in the Demon Hunter's ears, and the cold blade of the sword was pressed against the Demon Hunter's neck.

Xue Huan's transformation effect was also over, white hair floated on his cheeks, he knew that Illidan who fell in a pool of blood no longer had any ability to resist, and he only needed a sword to deal with the enemy in front of him.

But for some reason, he didn't want to.

Perhaps, it's because of the sympathy between the strong, or...

"Go away, go back to your nest. Xue Huan put away the magic sword against Illidan's neck and said coldly.

"Your mercy makes me sick, Death Knight, are you going to let me go like this?" Illidan had blood on the corner of his mouth, but his face was full of vicissitudes and still looked unyielding.

"Killing you means nothing to me. Xue Huan looked at the vast snowfield.

His army of death has covered the entire ice field, and the Naga and Blood Elves of Illidan are at the end of their power, their base has been destroyed by Abomination, and most of them have been destroyed by their own ghouls and zombies, and the victory or defeat of this war has been decided.

Xue Huan raised his head and looked at the Ice Throne, the towers towering into the clouds, as if they had magical powers.

Turning his head sideways, dodging the flame magic bullet attacking behind him, Xue Huan sneered, and did not stop Fasqi and Kael'thas from coming over to help their master, judging from the flames burning in Kael'thais's eyes, this prince was not reconciled.

Also, no one can keep their sanity in the face of successive failures, let alone the High Elf prince who has been pampered since childhood.

"The battle between us... It's not over yet. Illidan glanced at Xue Huan angrily.

"Maybe," Xue Huan smirked.

He looked at the gloomy and deep sky, and this battle was finally over.

There was a faint sound of fighting and shouting on the battlefield again, it was his army of death clearing the remaining enemies, the blood elves and the Naga coalition army had collapsed, and there were tens of thousands of horses and horses a few days ago, and in the blink of an eye, there were only a thousand people left, and there was no suspense in this war.

Now that he had decided to let Illidan go, Xue Huan no longer ignored the three who had completely lost their ability to fight, and instead carried the Frost Grief, step by step, towards the four cursed pillars. Take a look at the latest chapter of "WoW Lich King Rise Claw Book House" for free reading for the first time.