Azeroth Trail of Light

Kael'thas watched Lagos and led his three-person team like tigers to chop melons and vegetables and defeated the remaining five teams, and then yawned and got up from his chair. The battle on this side was fundamental. Can't bring up his interest, Kael'thas is a well-deserved strong, what he wants to see is the wisdom and determination when evenly matched.

Rather than the torture that civilians like.

That's really rude.

Of course, this does not mean that the three-man team below is not strong. In fact, they already have the power to threaten Kael'thas. It is even more exaggerated. If faced with such a three-man team, Kael'thas is deadly. If he is negligent, he...may die.

And he could tell at a glance that the three people below are also extremely malleable, especially the daughter of the Sangunar family and the black-haired human. The fierce Archdruid has touched the hero’s side, but if he Without catching that moment, his slightly distorted character will become his biggest obstacle.

There are always people in this world who are suitable to be wizards, such as Kael'thas, he is almost a natural mage, and some people are suitable to be warriors, such as the black-haired human, his potential is all that Kael'thas has seen. The strongest among the soldiers.

Of course, this is a mage's judgment, and it is inevitably inaccurate.

When Kael'thas followed the succubus maid walking out of Arena 1, he accidentally found Dick who was leaning on a cane and Miss Namara who wanted to talk about being together. The two greeted them and walked together. The dining area, it is almost lunch time, gentlemen will not miss it.

But the ladies don’t care. Jaina is sitting with Liadrin with a big hood, Velinde is sitting behind them, three ladies are chatting, Anvina is sitting in Velinde. On her shoulders, she raised her small fist to cheer the gladiator below indiscriminately. She was just watching this sparsely sparsely ridiculous Sun Spirit.

This is Arena No. 3, and obviously it is also a VIP seat. There are no other people seated around Jaina, because compared to the pomp of the other four arenas, Arena No. 3 is really uninteresting.

It’s not that these gladiators are not working hard enough at the moment, but that there are real talents in the other arenas. Only this arena is not hot, and the place is also the most remote among the five arena, almost all of them. When you reach the edge of the jungle in Feralas, there are a lot fewer people who naturally look at it.

However, compared to other arena, the environment here is very good. Behind the arena, a big waterfall falls from a high mountain, and the galloping water presents a touch of colorful light in the air, plus the freshness of this place. The air makes the girls fall in love with it all at once.

Their discussion of this environment is still far above the interest in the ongoing gladiatorial fight, until the female Naga who does not look like a good person at the bottom knocked the last one down with the Hydra Whip in her hand. Orc warrior in persistence.

The orc's weapons all fell on Naga's side, and a tall red figure walked out from behind Naga, kicked the rough battle axe, and lifted the orc from the ground with ease.

This guy seems to be an orc too, but from the scarlet bone spurs pierced from his shoulders and ribs, as well as the dark red in his eyes, you can tell that this guy is not an ordinary orc. In fact, if Di Here, from the battle flag with the burning long sword on the back of the orc, you can tell the identity of this guy.

This is an evil orc of the Burning Blade clan,

Judging from the frenzied aura surging throughout his body and the ferocious eyes in his eyes, this is clearly a powerful warrior, but it is a pity that he does not look like a positive figure.

"Look, the warriors of the old tribe are now soft like ooze monsters!"

The guy's voice was cold and deep. He pinched the green-skinned orc's neck and asked disdainfully, "Obey me or die?"

"Ahem... Orcs, orcs are never slaves..."

The orc struggled to say this, and then closed his eyes and waited to die. The evil orc looked back at the fascinating Naga, who licked his lips with a snake-like tongue, and said in a weird voice,

"Enough people!"

"Click"

The evil orc showed a hideous smile, and with one hand, the neck of his former clan was twisted into another weird shape.

"boom"

The corpse of the orc was thrown towards the entrance of the arena. This cruel move caused the audience in the audience to exclaim for a while. Few people applauded the behavior of the evil orc. Even civilians know that they want to kill innocent people. It's not glory.

But just as the evil orc was preparing to leave with excitement, a black shadow stood in front of the dead orc. He lowered his body and closed the eyes of the green-skinned orc warrior, then reached out and took off his back. Of green jade bamboo poles.

"Rahjak, it was a mistake that I let you go... now I am going to correct it, hand over the Pearl of Pandaria, and I will let you die!"

This sound made the evil orc sword saint who turned around stunned. He turned his head unbelievably and saw the special bamboo hat and the iconic black monk robe, which seemed like a surprise. The evil orc's body couldn't help trembling.

"Haha...haha, spirits...haha, here you are! Look, my blood is boiling. I had to start a massacre on the Mist Continent to find you outside of me! But I didn't expect...you delivered it! "

The evil orc seemed to be irritated, panting hard and laughing. This guy was still a young orc who was committed to becoming the strongest warrior in the mainland a few years ago, but his character was extreme, and he was defeated in dissociation. In the hands of Old Chen from the mainland, in the past few years, this guy has ventured to Outland, trying to inject demon blood into his body, making himself look like a human and a ghost.

All this is for today, the chubby Pandaren in front of him has become an obstacle in his life, he must make a decision with Lao Chen!

But just when the evil orc couldn't control his hands and drew out his sword to decide the victory or defeat with Old Chen, the goblin referee sitting on the six-legged mechanical tank quickly rushed to the field, and he shouted loudly,

"You guys! Wait a minute! You are going to start the next battle!"

"of course!"

Lahjak panted heavily, his already bright red eyes had turned red. Old Chen hesitated and took a deep breath.

"of course!"

Although the monks who follow the power of true Qi in harmony with all things have a calm temperament, when they really take up a weapon, their will will never be much weaker than that of a soldier, not to mention that Old Chen doesn't think he will lose to the evil in front of him. Orc, the power of evil is flowing in his body, which may seem to have strengthened his power, but in fact it has ruined his foundation.

His mind can no longer control his power, it is like an opponent with full of loopholes.

But at this moment, Naga who had been standing behind the evil orc suddenly stretched out her hand.

"Wait! This is unfair to this Pandaren. For the sake of the sea, I demand a team fight! He is a challenger, and he must abide by this rule!"

This almost unprecedented request made the goblin referee stunned. He looked at Naga with his arms on his chest, his green face almost tense.

"Are you sure? He is obviously better to deal with by himself!"

"Of course, I'm sure!"

The female Naga's enchanting eyes narrowed, she had already seen the three children standing behind the pandaman, Hazzas Darkhurricane, the cunning captain of the Naga guard was ordered by Ms. Nazshal to search into the mist The way of mainland Pandaria, but her evil mind obviously has her own set of rules of conduct. Although the goal is to find Pandaria, Hazas predicts the hometown of Old Chen, the big tortoise God Mako and that one. The Pearl of Pandaria in the future is more interested.

In the not-too-distant past, Hazas Anura and her hired men successfully landed on the Wandering Island on the back of Shen Zhenzi and snatched the Pearl of Pandaria from Lili, but Hazas was unwilling to go back. To return to life, she had to find something more valuable, so as to win the favor of Madam Naz'jar and the supreme Queen Azshara.

Now that the team is ready, only Lao Chen is the thorny obstacle. Lao Chen knows that Lakhjak will not be his opponent. Hazas also knows that, so she has to find a way to fight for Lao Chen, who is almost unstoppable. Chen is looking for trouble.

It would be great if this powerful monk could die here.

However, Hazzas's sinister intentions, Old Chen could see through it at a glance, and he waved his left hand back, and said without any doubt,

"I'll be alone in this battle! You are not allowed to come, Lili, Anduin and Medien!"

"Hahaha, you are a lonely hero!"

Old Chen’s voice hadn’t fallen yet, and Hazzas’s gloomy voice sounded in the arena, “Chen, I admit that you are a powerful fighter, but I still remember another monk like you, who is far less powerful than you. But he is almost exactly the same as you. What is that guy's name? Zhuangbo? Ah, a stupid name. He died in my hands to protect the little panda. I still remember the way I pierced his heart with ice Hahaha, that stupid guy died meaninglessly, he protected a coward, look at that little panda, she is like a poor cat baby, hahaha, go back and take milk!"

Hazas’s voice was sinister and vicious, and Lili’s eyes almost squeezed out substantial anger. Before Lao Chen could speak again, Zhuangbo, in order to protect her, died on the beach and stroked Lili’s miserable sight. In my heart, the little panda jumped over the fence of the arena with a swish, holding the piglet and humming and shouting towards Hazzas with teeth and claws,

"Asshole, murderer! Naga! You killed Zhuangbo! I am not a coward! Zhuangbo is not an idiot, he is a hero!"

Anduin and Madian saw this scene and hurriedly crossed the fence. The three little guys did not know the meaning of crossing the fence when the fighting was about to begin, and this scene fell in the eyes of Hazas, Naga There was an evil smile.

"Look! A little subtotal!"

After speaking, the proud Naga swung the nine-head whip in his hand to the ground, and a terrible buzzing sounded in the air. Old Chen was dragged in by the furious evil orc sword saint before he could even protect the three children. In the blade storm, the voice of Hazzas Darkhurricane resounded through the arena.

"Get up, idiots! Kill those three little bastards, or I will strangle you by myself!"

Those gladiators were all villains who had been defeated by Hazas and Lahjak before. They chose to obey under the threat of the evil orcs. At the moment, Naga asked them to fight with the three children. They almost didn’t have to think about it. It was about to rush, but the next moment, the long howl of a wolf sounded on the edge of the entire arena of No. 3, causing the entire arena to become a mess.

Within 10 seconds, the entire arena was surrounded by black iron-maned wolves. Hazas looked at this scene, her face condensed, she realized that things seemed to be troublesome, and then the next moment, a The voice familiar to Anduin sounded on the VIP stage, and the little prince couldn't help but look up. The three sisters, Jaina, Liadrin and Villinde, had never been so tall in his eyes.

"Villains! You have 3 seconds to think about it. If you dare to touch these three children with a cold hair, I guarantee that none of you will want to go out alive."

Liadrin drew out the sword of the Brotherhood from the storage ring and moved her neck. She looked at Naga's eyes and looked at the dead.

"This Naga is already hard to protect herself, she will die here today! She must die here."

In the shadow behind Liadrin, Master Anvena flapped her golden wings and held a sound transmission stone. After connecting, she lowered her voice and said,

"Idiot Idiot Idiot! Come to Arena 3, your apprentice is going to a duel with others!"

"What?!"