Manolos the Saboteur, the head of the three major lords of the Abyss Demon, and one of the high-ranking leaders of the Burning Legion, its strength is also one of the best under the command of Akmund, and according to Mo Wen's observation, its strength has also reached the first-class level, especially the huge body, it is estimated that the melee strength is not bad in the first-class level.

"How about it, little one, do you dare to fight my saboteur Manolos!"

Walking out of the battle formation, Manolos looked at Mo Wen, who was several sizes smaller than him, and smiled, and the double-headed war spear in his hand shook slightly, and he laughed loudly.

Standing on the other side, Akmund also smiled gloomily when he saw this, waiting for Mo Wen's decision.

This bet has little impact on it regardless of whether it wins or loses, it is naturally good to win, it destroys the leader and the strongest of the blood elves, proving that the blood elves are nothing more than that, with the nature of the polluter, they will definitely take the opportunity to attack Quel'Thalas, and uproot the blood elves once and for all, and it doesn't matter if it loses, it can go to the Kalimdor continent to grab the treasure tree first, and then come back and clean up this group of uninteresting elves.

On the other hand, Mo Wen had to fight, with the brutal nature of the Burning Legion, if he flinched a little, he would definitely attract one blow after another from the other party, so he not only had to fight, but also must win.

Snatching the ice and thunder from his back, Mo Wen looked at Manolos and didn't speak at all, just hooked his fingers.

"How, what a gut!" Manolos laughed angrily when he saw this, following the Burning Legion through so many worlds, it was the first time he had seen someone who dared to provoke him in this way.

"Give me death!"

With a roar, Manolos' huge body rushed straight towards Mo Wen like a rampage mountain. Every time the thick limbs were trampled, the earth trembled. Smoke and dust flew up, obviously alone. But it has the momentum of thousands of troops and horses.

On the other hand, Mo Wen did not retreat but advanced, dragging the ice and thunder tribulation, and also rushed straight towards Manolos, the wind swirled around him, although the body was far from Manolos, but the courage was not inferior at all.

On the sidelines, Akmund narrowed his eyes slightly, and his first move was greatly beyond his expectations, and he chose to confront Manolos head-on. This is something that even it doesn't want to do, if it weren't for Mo Wen's good appearance before, at this moment Akmund almost thought that the prince of the High Elves was a madman, but because of this, it was particularly interested in the result of the first blow of the two.

Standing not far behind Akmund, the Death Knight shook the Frost Sorrow in his hand, watching the two charging people not know what to think, but judging from the constantly trembling blade, its heart was not as calm as it seemed. Whether it is a personal grudge or a great cause in the future, the first war between the two has a profound impact on it.

Finally, in the eyes of everyone's expectation, it was like a hurricane. The two collided.

"Die!"

Manolos roared angrily, and two double-headed spears the thickness of two adults slammed directly into the air, and the air on both sides of the spearhead compressed rapidly. There was a burst of unbearable pops.

"Open!"

Mo Wen also roared unto be outdone, and the Ice Thunder Tribulation in his hand did not care about the size of the gap at all. Directly from the front, he struck Manolos' spear hard.

Bang!

Hearing only a thunderous sound, the ground around the two exploded in an instant. Deep ravines spread out wantonly around the two of them.

The rocks beside him all spun and jumped into the sky, and at that moment, the long hair on the back of Mo Wen's head stood upside down, and then he saw that his face turned red, his feet staggered, and he took several steps backwards before he stood firm.

But Manolos didn't take much advantage, the double-headed spear was provoked by force, and the whole person shook slightly, and he couldn't immediately take advantage of the victory to pursue.

"What?"

"It can't be!"

At the same time, almost the same thought welled up in the minds of everyone present.

Akmund narrowed his eyes slightly, although he had long known that Mo Wen dared to fight with Manolos must have something to rely on, but he didn't expect that the other party would use this way, and that thin body contained such a great power, and then think about the magic attainments that Mo Wen showed when the two sides fought before, at this moment Akmund looked at Mo Wen's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he was almost about to make a move, but then he didn't know what to think of, so he reluctantly pressed it down.

On the other side, the death knight watched Mo Wen flick away Manolos's double-headed battle spear with a sword, and the hand holding the frost sorrow was tight, and a cold magic spread almost uncontrollably, but this loss of control came and went faster, just a flash of effort, those magic powers were reined in again, except for a few people present, they only felt a chill around them, and they returned to normal.

Not to mention the thoughts of the polluter and the death knight, the most unacceptable in the field for the blow just now was Manolos the Saboteur.

Across so many worlds, Manolos is most proud of its great strength and powerful body, since joining the Burning Legion, there is nothing it can't break, and there is no battle array that it can't break, where the saboteur passes, whether it's you or a weapon, there is only one way to smash, although the Ice Thunder Tribulation is also a two-handed sword, but compared to Manolos's double-headed war spear, it is almost the same as a toothpick, but it is this toothpick that is now bounced off its destroyer's weapon, This is how Manolos could accept it.

"It can't be!"

With a loud cry of rage, Manolos' spear slammed down on Mo Wen again with a fiercer and more ferocious momentum.

It's just that this time Mo Wen didn't have a hard touch, his strength has reached the A level, he is still a lot worse in the face of the mountain-like Manolos, the blow just now is somewhat careless, he can easily take it, if he competes with the abyss lord vigorously, won't he be brainless?

With a slight side of his body, Mo Wen's body almost flashed against the edge of the double-headed war spear.

Rumble!

The muffled sound that was not inferior to the previous one echoed around Mo Wen, and the strong shock wave even made his breath suffocate. But Mo Wen still gritted his teeth and jumped up holding the Ice Thunder Tribulation. The next moment, I saw a purple crescent moon volleying out of the sky. A narrow wound suddenly bloomed on Manolos' chest, and the blood of the canopy spurted out directly.

"Ahh

Compared to Manolos's dragon-like body, the wound, although long and only a skin wound, succeeded in angering the other party.

"Give me death! Die! Die! ”

With red eyes, Manolos wheeled his two-headed spear like a whirlwind, striking it around Mo Wen with a desperate blow. Despite the sheer size, the Saboteur is not slow to attack, otherwise it would not have been able to become Akmund's number one warrior by brute force alone.

Under the attack of saboteurs. The surrounding ground exploded one by one, and the shattered rubble almost flew up like a barrage, and many of them hit Mo Wen's armor, making a sound like a torrential rain.

Being knocked on his body by pieces of crushed stones the size of a fist, Mo Wen only felt a burst of breathlessness, and his internal organs were faintly painful, but then his eyes were stunned, ignoring the gravel, and he rushed straight forward.

Then I saw the vandals. Purple moon arcs shone one one after another, leaving deep wounds on the latter's body with deep bones, dodging left and right, and Mo Wen hovered around Manolos almost like a spirit monkey. Cutting off his back, limbs, and chest with a sword, he saw that the posture was about to chop the huge destroyer Ling Chi alive.

"Damn elves, you're going to fight me head-on if you kind!"

Roar loudly. Manolos danced his double-headed spear with great vigor, but he couldn't stop Mo Wen's footsteps. I can only watch the latter continue to leave scars on himself. After all, although the saboteur is not fast enough to attack, it is not flexible. It's not realistic to jump around quickly with such a large size.

"Damn!"

Seeing that Mo Wen had no intention of changing his tactics, Manolos became even more furious, his eyes turned red, and he suddenly stood up, and the two thick forelimbs under him were raised high.

In the past, it was not without opponents who relied on their speed to attack the Abyss Lord in close quarters, so they also had their own ways of dealing with them.

"Break it for me!"

With a roar that resounded through the sky, the two forelimbs of the saboteur, comparable to stone pillars, fell violently.

Bang!

The unprecedented shock wave spread out like a storm, and the place it passed was like a knife, and everything collapsed within a few meters of the surrounding area, and everything turned into powder!

It's just that such a ferocious blow was useless in the end, and at the moment when the shock wave came, Mo Wen's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it was already in the sky more than ten meters above Manolos.

"Die!"

The body slowly descended, and before the aftermath of the saboteur's attack subsided, Mo Wen's attack had already arrived.

Blue frost and purple lightning surrounded the ice crystal sword body of the Ice Thunder Tribulation, and with Mo Wen's roar, the slashes formed by the condensation of frost were directly blasted down with a roaring current.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of sounds, in just an instant, Manolos was overwhelmed by the oncoming blue-purple resound, a large part of his body was frozen into ice, and many of his skin were directly scorched by lightning, causing the destroyer to howl in pain, and his body was also paralyzed.

But Mo Wen's offensive did not stop, after falling from the sky, his speed became faster, front and back, left and right, like a lightning bolt across the body of the saboteur, like a brilliant knife wheel wound and slashed, until Manolos was scarred, and the blood shed gathered into a small lake under the feet of the two of them.

When the killing was rising, Mo Wen put the Ice Thunder Tribulation in his right hand, and with a move in his left hand, after a burst of white light, another long knife with a cold glow appeared in his hand, and then cut it in Manolos even more violently.

"Enough!"

Seeing that his subordinates were defeated by Mo Wen, Akmund on the side had a cold light flashing in his eyes, and he took advantage of Mo Wen's time when he was in the air.

I saw a pitch-black light thrown out of its hand, heading straight for Mo Wen, and everywhere it passed, a breath of death rushed to its face, but it was Akmund's stunt - Death Finger! (To be continued......)