Blocking Akmund is definitely not an easy task, and it can even be said that those who dare to do this are basically prepared to die. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Just like the previous coalition masters, each one of them held the belief of death to stop Akmund.

Now Du Teng actually came alone, and the situation was completely different from the first time they met, it was Akmund, it was like a thing to him, just waved away. And now, Akmund was furious, and if he dared to stand in front of him alone, he would definitely not spare his hand.

But that's fine...... Because Du Teng is not ready to keep his hand either.

After the previous battle, he had basically confirmed the gap between him and Akmund at this time.

If he only relies on the strength of this warrior obtained by Azeroth, he is 100% not Akmund's opponent, which is understandable, after all, he is only a hero, and the other party is already a demigod or even higher, just a hero, it is indeed not the opponent of the other party.

"Then I'll take out more power...... Hopefully, it will satisfy you. ”

Du Teng sneered, his right hand shook violently, and the giant sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and it was fiercely inserted into the ground.

Then he gently rubbed his wrists, moved his ankles, and twisted his neck, making a crunching sound.

To be honest, he hadn't really touched anyone for a long time, and as a split soul, he knew that the purpose of the main soul to bring himself to this world was to change the world as much as possible, and on the other hand, to gain more power.

Many people know that the oracles are difficult to deal with. After all, that is the right and left hands of the main god, how many worlds has been mastered by a main god, how many powerful abilities and exercises are in it, these divine envoys are basically all mastered, and it is not the ordinary version of the kind, no matter what kind of exercise ability, once it enters the hands of the divine envoy, it must be driven by divine power, and the power is not the same as the original version.

Therefore, if you want to defeat the divine envoy, the strength must be strong enough, and the ability must be enough, you must know that many abilities have a mutual restraint effect, if the number of types of abilities is not enough, it will be too dangerous to be restrained by the other party.

In the earth-shattering battle with the oracle in the pirate world, to be honest, the other party didn't show much ability. Maybe it's disdainful, after all, even if Du Teng's strength was strong at that time, how strong could it be? In the final analysis, his ability is still snatched from various worlds, and there is no complete system, and various abilities do not belong to each other, and sometimes there are even conflicts.

He has the heart to change this situation, and it is better to make his abilities streamlined and strengthened, and another system that can continue to grow stronger is better than the current scattered system.

It's a pity that the divine envoy is like a guillotine hanging over his head, so he doesn't dare to relax for a moment, and he doesn't have time to organize his strength at all. No matter what he thinks, let's put it down for the time being, when will he be able to kill the heels behind him, no, even if it's just a tie, he will be able to spare energy and time to sort out his power system.

For now, let's improve your warrior strength as much as possible.

And if you want to improve the strength of the warrior profession, there is actually no better way, in the final analysis, the hero level is basically the limit of the human race, and if you want to break through again, it is really difficult to multiply it by a difficult n power. In the entire history of Azeroth, there are only a few people who have broken through the heroic level as a human and reached a higher level. But their identities are undoubtedly all guardians of the Council of Tirisfa, and even if they are guardians, they are stronger than one generation, and when each generation of guardians dies, they will transmit their power to the body of the next generation, and they will accumulate from generation to generation, and many generations have passed when the quantitative change finally reaches the level of qualitative change.

And this generation has been passed down from generation to generation, and I don't know how much power has accumulated, so it has finally produced a qualitative change.

This is still a magician, and the cultivation of magic is itself much easier than that of a warrior.

It is said that magicians are more difficult to practice than warriors, but that only refers to the early stage, and the early stage of cultivation is indeed more difficult than that of warriors, after all, for ordinary people, magic is a mysterious and mysterious power, far less simple than exercising the body. But in the middle and late stages, the status of the two sides changed, and the path to ascension of the fighters was too simple, that is, exercise, although the same quantitative change produced qualitative changes, but it was too difficult.

Anyone who has exercised knows that it is actually not difficult to train from a person with infrequent limbs to a small muscle, even if it is not difficult to train a small bodybuilder, but if you want to go further, it is too difficult and too difficult.

Magicians, on the other hand, are difficult to get started, but after entering the door, they simply accumulate mana, and the whole process is much simpler than that of warriors.

And even so, there is only one strong person who has surpassed the heroic level in each era, so what about the warriors who are relatively more difficult to promote? Not a single one!

Azeroth's strength system is interesting, the more powerful the person, the bigger the body. Not only is it stronger, but it's also larger, as if this is the only way to accommodate more power.

Look, none of the demigods who have walked on the land of Azeroth are small, except for the guardians of the Tirisfa lineage, all the other demigods are as tall as a mountain.

The huge body gives them even more powerful power, which can make them become demigod-level powerhouses. Pure energy is not enough to support hero-level powerhouses to go further, and only with the power brought by the volume can one demigod-level powerhouse after another be cast.

However, Du Teng thought of a way to change it, that is, energy compression.

Energy compression is very common in many worlds, and the simple heap of power is really a bit low-level. And the powerhouses of Azeroth, from Sargeras to the fishmen by the river, don't seem to have any concept of energy compression, they just blindly pile up energy, keep piling up, the effect of this cultivation method is too inefficient, Du Teng feels that he should use the ideas of other worlds to practice.

If it is related to the warrior, it is to constantly compress the power of blood and qi in the body, and the power of blood and qi originally existed in every cell, just like the chakra of the Hokage world, which can be used as you go, and it is not specially compressed in a special way.

Du Teng thought about it for a long time, and he decided to use the dantian energy storage method learned from the Tianlong World to store the power of blood qi.

However, the power of blood and qi is much more stubborn than Chakra, and usually only when using special moves, can some of the power of blood and qi be stimulated, and he has not yet found a way to actively extract the power of blood and qi, so he decided to use this battle to store strength as much as possible.

Akmund, definitely one of the best.

……

The demons of Mount Hyjal are still struggling to resist the attack of the two armies, like a boat in the wind and waves, which may be overturned at any time.

At the top of the mountain, Du Teng had already moved his body, and finally he jumped twice on the spot, looking at Akmund, who was staring at him for a long time not far away, looking at him with a playful gaze, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled.

Brush!

Du Teng's figure disappeared abruptly.

"It's ......"

Akmund's pupils suddenly constricted, the muscles in his body tensed subconsciously, and the arms around him slowly loosened.

"Teleportation? Still is...... Not good! ”

I didn't have time to think about it, Du Teng had already appeared between his chest and abdomen, and the speed was so fast that he didn't capture the other party's figure at all.

"How could it be ......"

Akmund's eyes widened in shock as he looked at the tiny human, and little by little pressed his palm against his abdomen.

Akmund didn't know why, so he put it up so lightly......

"Iron, Broken Palm!"

Du Teng's voice sounded slowly.

And then......

Boom!

An indescribable burst of vigor and force, and the muscles between Akmund's chest and abdomen slammed into a huge palm print, almost hundreds of times the size of Du Teng's palm. The skin and flesh collapsed, and the bones even creaked and cracked.

Akmund's eyes almost exploded, and his mouth grew in disbelief, as if he wanted to say something......

Burst!

But in the end, he could only spurt out a mouthful of dark green blood.

"It can't ......"

His pupils twitched violently, and he looked at the mortal in front of him in disbelief, such a terrifying force, such a violent blow, he had never felt it, and it had never even happened to him. His body had never suffered such a violent blow.

The huge body was slightly off the ground by this palm, soared into the air, and finally fell to the ground heavily.

"Ahem...... Ahem...... But, damn it, ...... you Who'......"

Akmund knelt on the ground, holding the ground with one hand and covering the place where he had been hit with the other, and then raised his head suddenly, looking at Du Teng with a hideous expression, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth.

"What's that! That's definitely not the power you should have! What the hell are you......"

"That's a lot of nonsense!"

Du Teng sneered, and his figure suddenly flashed, appearing on the side of Akmund's face as before.

He raised one leg in the air and looked at Akmund condescendingly.

Akmund's pupils slowly turned to Duten's reverse, to his raised legs, to the ant-like mortal......

Rumble!

With a heavy high leg, Akmund's entire head turned into a shadow, and then slammed into the rocks beneath him. The incomparably hard rocks exploded, and countless bullets burst out like bullets at any time, and they were embedded in the mountain wall not far away. It can be seen how terrifying these forces are at any time, and this is still the power of the impact of the debris sputtered out by the impact...... How horrible it would be!

"Ah!!h

In the next second, Akmund jumped to his feet, roaring in anger that shook the clouds above him.

"Mortal, you forced me!"

He mustered up all the strength of his body, and smashed down with a bang, smashing towards Du Teng's position. The power of this punch surpassed before, which shows that even if he fought so fiercely before, Akmund still did not show the strongest strength in this world. Now in the face of the sudden outbreak of Du Teng, he can't and dare not continue to have reservations.

But it's a pity......

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the huge fist stopped abruptly, and a small palm lightly blocked such a terrifying punch, and the shock wave that erupted from the intersection of the fists and palms suddenly spread around along the position where the two clashed.

"How is this possible......"

Akmund's whole body trembled slightly, he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, he had obviously taken out the most powerful power, of course, this power itself has been sealed a lot, but even if it is sealed, his strength is still extremely powerful. But with such a powerful force, it was actually blocked so simply, is this still a fly that was randomly swatted by himself before? This is still the same ...... A mortal who makes himself look down on at all?

"Huh."

Du Teng chuckled.

"What's impossible? Akmund, do you mean that you are the only one from the universe? ”

"What do you say......"

Akmund's pupils suddenly constricted, and he subconsciously asked.

But it was clear that Duten was not prepared to tell him the deeper meaning of the sentence. He just slowly raised his other hand, fingertips, and aimed them at Akmund's heart.

After thinking about it briefly, he tilted his fingers slightly.

"Pointing the Gun, Breaking the Sky."

Hum -

A low sound sounded, almost the moment the sound sounded, a light was fleeting, instantly slicing through the void, leaving a trace of thousands of meters in the air in less than a second. It's just faint, and if you don't look closely, you can't see it at all.

Akmund didn't seem to react yet, he looked at Du Teng stupidly, at the light that had dissipated in front of him, then turned his head slightly, and then looked at his shoulder, where, somehow, there was already a transparent hole.

Immediately afterward, the sharp pain suddenly reached his brain.

"Ahh!!h

No one could have imagined how terrifying this demon lord's screams were. The three armies that were fighting below all stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky with blank expressions.

Tyrande and Malfurion quickly ran to the outside of the makeshift command post, looking at the top of Mount Hyjal with a look of astonishment, Malfurion still held a small tube in his hand, a palm-wide and slightly curved.

"What happened?"

He asked subconsciously, and he couldn't say who he was asking, he just subconsciously asked rhetorically.

"It's Limu, Lim Greymane, prince of the kingdom of Gilneis, did he do something that made that demon miserable?"

Tyrande also looked dazed and surprised, she also didn't know who she was asking, she just instinctively asked.

The two of them could not get an answer to their questions at all, and they could only look at Gao Feng with a look of astonishment, looking at the huge body that was faintly visible, but beating wildly, and the even smaller figure in front of him.