"The interface of the Broken Sword is the most fragile, Kaizi."

Frost Sadness once again resisted the slash of the flames, and waved out a death-wrapped Alsace, who forced the elf prince back again, began to walk around in circles, waiting for the moment when Kelsace showed his weakness.

"Maybe the human sword is like this, but the blood elves won't do this. A sword recast with the thoughts of magic, hatred and revenge won't do this!"

The flame phoenix once again aimed at the Death Knight and rushed down. The flame claws took Alsace's head. Cooperating with his arcane companion, the figure of the elf prince suddenly disappeared and flashed to Alsace's side in the next second. The flame strike with the tongue of fire was gushing towards Alsace's heart and stabbed out.

"No, Arthas, the Flame Strike is stronger than before, so do I, and so do I do Sindore!"

The brittle sound of sword blades colliding, the sadness of frost and the attack of flames entangled together to block the fatal attack, and a force of frost as thick as a bucket hit the flame phoenix directly.

Hearing the painful cry from the arcane companion, the elf prince stopped entangling but retreated, flashed out of the range of ten numbers, and looked at Alsace, whose strength had skyrocketed and finally announced:

"We have become stronger because of a broken time - we have a goal in our hearts. That goal is to watch your demise!"

"Haha, it's useless to say more!"

He waved his hand and punched a shackle of death, firmly imprisoning "O"'s neck. He pulled and pulled, and Frost Sadness suddenly stabbed upwards. Before the Elf Prince took the rescue, he pierced the phoenix's head and sent the beast condensed from the flame back to the fire elemental plane.

Then, the Death Knight slowly turned his head, looked at the elf prince with a cold and mocking expression on his face, and spoke in his hoarse and magnetic cold voice to invite the battle!

"I will make you realize that what you call becoming stronger is just a joke."

"It's not worth mentioning at all!"

He shouted angrily.

The Kelthas Sun Chaser, who was angry by the Death Knight's contempt attitude, summoned eight clones again. A total of nine figures surrounded them like sophisticated machines, and they were slimly connected from all directions.

Flash, draw the sword, flash again, draw the sword again...

The figure flashed and the sword light sucked and spit.

The nine "Elf Princes" are like nine gorgeous dancers, surrounding Arthas and playing a dance of death.

This combination of attacks using mirror clones and flash spells was privately called "multi-shadow clones + flash" by Lao Tang. It is enough to compete with or even surpass the top assassin's "killing feast". Even Lao Tang suffered a great loss in this move when he first competed.

Unfortunately, Alsace, who had increased the power of Frost Sadness, easily cracked this move...

The powerful ice power spreads all over the body, like an indestructible layer of ice armor. Even the real flame strike in Kelthas's hand cannot penetrate this layer of protection.

After a series of crisp sounds of "ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding slashed ping prince and his eight mirrors after a series of crisp sounds. The magic mirror that fell to the ground collapsed in a moment because of the erosion of the almost terrifying ice power...

"I thought you would be a little harder to deal with, Kaizi!"

"As a result... he is also a guy who can only bluff..."

Looking at the thick and tight "ice coffin" not far away, Alsace laughed mockingly:

"That's all your ability? Huh?"

The "ice coffin" that protected Kelthas quickly melted away, lifting the ice barrier to protect him. The ridiculed elf prince looked gloomy and said nothing, but the next second suddenly showed a bright smile like the melting of ice and snow.

"It seems that I have fallen into a misunderstanding!" Spreading my hands, the elf prince spoke in a gentle tone that made people speak like a spring breeze. The look of an old friend talking to each other made the Death Knight frown. He was deeply angry.

"I should have discovered earlier. Your sudden increase in power is not just a kind of magic element..."

As he spoke, a confident look gradually gathered on the face of the Sun Chaser. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the elf prince slowly stretched out his left palm and quickly gestured several mysterious runes and magic circles, proclaiming with unquestionable majesty:

"And the power of magic... is under my control!"

"Welcome to my field~~ Butcher!"

Accompanied by a nearly unruly declaration, a stance that made Arthas startled and doubled its pressure rose to the sky, easily covering the area where the two of them fought. Arthas incredible discovery that the increase of Frost's sorrow seemed to be constantly weakening...

This discovery made Alsace's heart quickly sink to the bottom...

【Can't delay any more!】

The arcane realm was quickly abandoned in his mind. The uneasiness brought to him by this Kelthus's under-the-box skill. The Death Knight Arthas roared without hesitation and drew his sword forward!

Losing the increase in Frost Soreness. At this time, Arthas's strength is not enough to unilaterally suppress the Elf Prince. If you want to win the final victory and even leave the body of Kelthus, the "dirty goose", you must include the battle in your own rhythm!

Melee rhythm!

Arthas feinted the attack on the right, and the sword style was not old, swept horizontally. However, the elf prince skillfully avoided in the opposite direction, while the scorching and terrifying dragon breath technique attacked towards him, as if he wanted to burn Arthas to ashes.

The Death Knight, whose protective methods were cracked, dared not resist the magic strike of the Elves Prince, the great magician. He rolled, and the boiling flames swept over less than an inch to Alsace, evaporating the large area of ​​snow and ice edges into water vapor. A burst of fire and fire came from the left half of the body that was almost hit.

But all this is worth it. Arthas has taken advantage of the situation to approach the Elf Prince again!

Frost's sadness swayed upwards, and the bitter cold light couldn't help but sucked and snatched Kelthas' throat. The Elf Prince once again moved sideways and avoided Althas's attack. The recast flame blade swung an arc and slashed towards the death knight's waist at the same time.

Turning back, Arthas avoided the fierce attack and rolled and half-squatted on the ground defensively. At the same time, he seized the opportunity to stab the Frost sadness at the elf prince Kongmen's lower abdomen...

The pace of the battle was getting faster and faster. A moment ago, the two princes were still standing there for a verbal confrontation, but in a moment, the two sides had already begun to fight with their lives.

Arthas is full of hatred for Arthas?

With a firm determination, taking advantage of the opportunity of the Arthas sword move, the Elf Prince flashed behind the Death Knight, and the flame strike that gathered every point of his body was almost madly slashing.

A ray of flame-like sharpness of more than twenty centimeters condensed from the sword. In the face of the fierce attack of the Elf Prince like a storm, the Death Knight was forced to retreat step by step, while Kelthas pressed step by step. The fallen Prince Lordaeron had to mobilize all his mind and try his best to block, dodging every fierce attack of the Elf Prince like a crazy.

The scene reversed for a moment, and the great magician Kelthas actually relied on half-baked swordsmanship, continuous magic bombardment, and a desperate momentum that suppressed the death knight of Arthas...

However, the last exquisite blow of Kelthas, who had successively used "flashes", finally broke the balance.

Arthas jumped back suddenly, swung a sword, and then swept Frost's sadness with a sweep. The elf prince flew out of his attack range, then turned to fight back, and the speed of force was astonished. He was forced to retreat, one step, two steps, and then suddenly slipped under his feet and fell to the ground.

The elf prince roared and rushed forward, trying to aim the magic blade recast in his hand at the heart of the Death Knight, giving him a fatal blow. However, Alsace remembered the training he followed Muladin many years ago, and the dwarf's best skill appeared in his mind.

He curled up his legs suddenly and kicked Kelthas with all his strength.

The mage snorted, flew backwards and fell into the snow. He supported the ground with both hands, and the Death Knight gasped and got up, raised his hands with Frost Sadness and slashed it with a sword.

However, the flame strike was waiting there, and the two swords collided tightly again, colliding with dazzling sparks, like the anger burning in Kelthas's eyes.

However, Arthas is better than weapon fighting, and he is stronger. Moreover, no matter how proud Kyle is of the recasting method of the flame strike, Arthas' weapon is even more powerful after all. Frost sadness slowly and ruthlessly pressed towards Kylthus' throat. Arthas knew that this attack was bound to be won.

"...She hates you." Suddenly, a sarcastic curve appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she whispered softly.

Arthas was stunned, and the next second he became angry and blurred his eyes. He roared, and the Death Knight slashed with all his strength!

...

The blade of frost sadness slashed deeply into the snow and frozen soil.

Kelthas is gone.

"coward!"

"Coward! Coward! Coward!"

Arthas roared loudly with venting madness, even though he knew the Elf Prince could not hear it.

The bastard teleported away at the last moment again.

The most important thing is that the coward actually used the news of that woman to make his mind lose his mind and make a mistake!

Anger blinded his judgment, and being so angry by Kelthus, it was unforgivable to let the coward slip out of his sword again!

Curse you, Jaina, the one who messes my heart.

"Invincible, come to my side!"

Arthas shouted with a gloomy face, not even noticed that his voice was trembling...

Kelthas is not dead yet, but he has run away, so nothing else matters.

Stepping on the horse's back, turning the horse's head, raising the long sword... The Death Knight has entered the battlefield again!

Now it is time to move towards the throne of the master!

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