At the last moment, the frost sorrow that fell to the ground suddenly burst out with a dazzling frost light.

"Ah!!h

Under this frost, Imiron had to let go of the lich in his hand, and instead covered his eyes with his hands in pain.

Suddenly, a cold feeling seeped into Xue Huan's body, calming his anger and pain, calming his thoughts, this energy was vast, vast, intoxicating, more powerful than any power he knew.

It's a power from the Lich King!!

Through this magic sword, the Lich King gave him a small part of his power!

This cold power passed through Xue Huan's limbs and bones, and instantly flowed along the blood to his whole body, lying on the ground, he felt that his strength was back, even more fierce and stronger than before.

The dazzling frost gradually faded, and after seeing with his eyes, Imiron found that Xue Huan had stood in front of him again, this guy's eyes were sharper, and his face as white as paper was covered with death and hideousness.

"Now is the beginning, great King Imiron!"

Xue Huan let out a sneer, pointing the sharp tip of his sword at Imiron, and the meaning of provocation was self-evident.

With a powerful wave of his left hand, Imiron tossed aside the Kel'thugad in his hand, and it was clear that the Death Knight in front of him had become even stronger, strong enough to attract his attention.

Imiron carried the giant sword on his shoulder, with a mocking smile on his face, and his sharp eyes stared directly at Xue Huan.

"It's good, this kind of game won't lose the fun!"

Imiron and Xue Huan looked at each other straight like this, the atmosphere was extremely depressing for a while, the corpses around them were piled up, the smell of decay permeated the entire hall, and the sky and the earth were dim, as if the whole world was left with only the two people who looked at each other.

Click!

A thunderclap suddenly swept through the cloudy sky, and the bright electric light shone through the skylight, reflecting the eerie hall as if it were day.

At the same time, Xue Huan moved, his body turned into a rainbow light, and the frost sorrow flashed with a strange light, drawing a cold arc in mid-air.

What a strong force of ice!

Imiron's heart was shocked, he didn't dare to be careless, his pupils contracted, and the long sword was wrapped around the milky white soul power, and a sword stabbed away, as if penetrating the void.

"Boom!"

Flashes of lightning and flint, the two weapons intersected, and suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and a powerful shockwave twisted the nearby wood carvings and decorations into pieces, and countless shocking notches were also imprinted on the pillars.

Imiron only took a slight step back and took Xue Huan's impact.

The Sword of Imiron, and the Frost Sorrow glued together as if magnetic, and the two of them did not give an inch, and the energy generated by the collision of each other bloomed in the hall like a fireflower.

Imiron's face was solemn, his muscles were coiled, his muscles were bulging, and his muscles were bulging, after all, he was slightly superior in strength, and Xue Huan's several attacks with the power of breaking the sky were easily resolved by him.

"Shadow Strike!!"

With a roar, Xue Huan's whole body surged with the power of shadows, and this blow broke the earth, slashing at the sword of Imiron, and even made a thunderous concussion sound.

After Imiron took a few steps back in pain, he barely stabilized his body, and the soreness from his arm shocked his heart, this guy, his strength has become so strong in a short period of time?

The sword of Imiron in his hand was forged from the ancient dragon's eye stone, and under Xue Huan's astonishing blow, this artifact was actually pitted by this corrosive power, which was simply unbelievable.

Shadow Strike.

This Death Knight's best skill, with the blessing of the magic sword in Xue Huan's hand, the Frost Sorrow, exerted such a powerful power, Rao is a well-informed Kel'thugad, but he was also shocked by this powerful blow and was speechless.

Gritting his teeth, the arrogant King Viku didn't dare to relax any longer, he was half-crouching, and the huge heavy sword was clenched in his hand.

The dark clouds in the sky were gloomy and terrible, enveloping the entire Howling Fjord.

But what Imiron didn't know was that Xue Huan at this time was also secretly surprised in his heart.

Fang Cai's blow has almost mobilized all the shadow power in his body, and the blow he thought he was going to win only caused a lot of trouble to the opponent, what kind of monster is this guy?

Xue Huan held the sorrow of frost in his hand, stood in place and gasped slightly, he looked coldly at Imiron, who still had strength left, and his face gradually became solemn.

Perhaps the real battle has just begun...

"I'm underestimating you, Death Knight. ”

Imiron's rough voice like the roar of a wild beast reverberated back and forth in the hall, "But it's all over, you're trying, but that doesn't change anything, now, let me show you my true power." ”

Xue Huan's brows furrowed, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart, this guy is serious!!

Imiron changed his sword from holding the sword in both hands to holding it in his right hand, and he closed his eyes as if he was mobilizing all the power in his body.

The next moment, an earth-shattering scream burst out of his mouth, and a series of eerie and ghostly sounds pierced the eardrums, making people's scalps tingle and dizzy.

Kel'thugad's body was trembling, his soul was screaming, and Dakuru, who was seriously injured, was bleeding and passed out.

Xue Huan half-squinted, gritted his teeth and suffered the impact of waves of sound, he knew that he couldn't wait any longer, if it continued like this, they would all have to finish playing.

"Death Coil!!"

Imiron, who didn't dodge or dodge, forcibly carried down a few dark shards that swirled and pierced his body, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then continued to release a scream.

The sound grew stronger and stronger, and the screams became more and more poignant, as if they were a cry from hell, and those who listened directly had a splitting headache, and longed to die and be freed.

Xue Huan stiffened against this sound that was enough to break the enemy's will, slammed the soles of his feet on the ground, jumped high, and the sorrow of frost was held in his hands, shrouded in a layer of dark aura, like a poisonous snake out of a hole.

Feeling this amazing momentum, Imiron didn't dare to slack off, he was forced to stop the spell he was chanting, and instead raised his giant sword to face Xue Huan.

"Boom!"

The screeching sound of metal nearly lifted the roof, and Imiron blocked Frostmourn's blow with his sword, but his body took a few steps back.

Where the two clashed, the eruption of sound waves and energy stirred up a turbulent current, and the wooden floor and luxurious carpet were shattered.

Even though Xue Huan tried his best to interrupt Imiron's scream, in the duel of powers, it was always Imiron, who was a half-giant, who had the upper hand.

"Die, Death Knight!!"

"Chaos Slash!!"

Imiron brandished his giant sword angrily, turning defense into attack, his moves opened and closed, under this strong offensive, Xue Huan could only barely raise his sword to meet the attack, brilliant energy sparks burst out in the air, and the sound of steel striking resounded in the sky.

"Blood Shield!"

Xue Huan shouted angrily, and a crimson light shield suddenly appeared around him, this is another magic of the Death Knight, a shield condensed by dark energy, which can withstand most attacks.

He resisted Emiron's crazy and violent attack with difficulty, and with each impact, Xue Huan's arm was numb, and he could barely hold the hilt of the sword, if it weren't for the frost sorrow in his hand and the extraordinary product, I am afraid he would have died long ago.

The two sides fought for more than a dozen rounds, the wounds on Xue Huan's body gradually increased, and his strength was also passing rapidly, he clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and used the last bit of spiritual power to inspire the curse of weakness.

The familiar purple mark flashed above Imiron's head, and it was only for a split second that Imiron's movements stiffened.

The keen Xue Huan seized the opportunity, his pupils suddenly constricted, the magic sword was raised, and the heavy sword in Imiron's hand spun and flew out diagonally.

Finished!!

Imiron was shocked, but Xue Huan was grim.

"Damn it, Shadow Strike!!"

Xue Huan turned to sweep, and the sharp tip of the sword slashed through the void with a fierce wind and the breath of death, tearing through Emiron's armor fiercely.

Imiron screamed and flew upside down, a shocking gash of blood on his shoulder, dripping with blood, and the black aura near the wound quickly corroded his flesh and blood, making him feel painful.

Without giving Imironn any chance, Xue Huan took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the tip of Frost's sad sword was wrapped in the power of darkness, like a deadly poisonous snake, and pointed directly at the chest of Imiron, who had no resistance.

"I surrender !!"

Just as the tip of Frostmourn's sword was less than a centimeter away from King Viku's chest, a heart-rending cry pierced the silent sky.

(End of chapter)