MTL - Stormwind God-v2 Chapter 1954 Master of Hematemesis

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Zhu Talan hammered out his two-handed hammer weapon, which resembled a mace and a fork.

The shape of this hammer has a great influence on the city appearance. It is roughly like a lobster's pliers. It is dark in black and long and short like a fork. There are tapered spikes in all directions of the hammer head. Whoever smashed it to ensure that the wound site is full of blood holes.

Unfortunately, Garrosh grabbed the stick at the bottom of the hammer with one hand.

At first glance, he was about to fall into a simple power competition. Of course, Zhu Talan would not fight this with a stubborn brain scream. He slumped and then retracted, loosening the hammer handle with his right hand, and one more on the vacated right hand. [Pandaren Edition Spiral Pill].

[Infuriating Burst]!

Zhu Talan condensed a true whirlpool, and on the spot wanted to confuse his face and teach him how to turn an ugly face into a chrysanthemum.

He underestimated the strength of the screaming brain, and the tribal chief did not escape, slamming his punch on Zhu Talan's true whirlpool.

"Hello!" A sound similar to a violent air blast.

Having confirmed the law of action and reaction, Garrosh was not damaged, but Zhu Talan was shocked and almost flew out.

On the pontoon made of hardwood, the wide panda's claws were drawn for a full 20 meters, and Zhu Talan stopped his backlash.

Although the pose during the backslide was good, the gap in absolute strength made Zhu Talan frown deeply.

"Huha" screamed in his brain, violently launching the heirloom family's ancestral chop.

Others may think that the slow-motion-like jumps, as long as they are not stupid, will not eat hard.

Only members of the Hellscream family can experience the horror of this trick.

Don't underestimate that shout, the essence of the warrior's career is all in this shout. If a less courageous opponent was shocked by such a deafening roar that said less than 300 decibels, he was stunned and hung up on the spot.

This is not only a declaration of combat power, but also a suppression of willpower.

In a sense, this is an extremely powerful psychic shock, far above the [Mind Blast] of Rev. Shadow Priest, and even competes with the mild spiritual erosion of Yoggsaron.

It was under the repression of the will that Garrosh leaped high in peace, the huge body drew an arc of death in the air, the stern red light on the blood roar, and the lake water shining under his feet was red.

"Come on!" Garrosh felt like he should succeed.

But he looked down at his skills, and underestimated Zhu Talan's willpower.

After being controlled once by Sha Sha, Zhu Talan, who has struggled from the confusion of the mind, has more than doubled his will.

Dangtang is responsible for suppressing the shaman patriarch of Sha, but he is actually controlled by Sha. What a shame!

Faced with shame, some people fell into disappointment and have since fallen.

Some people are getting more frustrated and stronger.

Obviously Zhu Talan belongs to the latter.

Seemingly so absent-minded, in fact, when the blood roar slashed, Zhu Talan only revealed his puppet as a master of martial arts in the Shado-Pan school.

The lobster-clamp-like hammer hammered out just right, and directly drew Garrosh's violent smashing force with a force of four or two pounds. The action like falling over the shoulder is extremely flowing, just like Garrosh himself throwing the blood roar.

What shocked Garrosh most was that he felt a weird rejection.

[Blood Roar] actually repels him a bit, to be precise, he repels the evil spirit in his body.

This is the real reason why he was disarmed by Zhu Talan and dropped [Blood Roar].

"What !? Do I deserve you? Bloodscream!" Garrosh growled in his heart.

He is angry! The pride and anger in his heart drove him.

Over there, Zhu Talan was happy because he was successfully disarmed. But as soon as he turned around, he saw a fist the size of a water tank zooming in on his horizon.

"Drink"

Nothing fancy right uppercut.

The only feature is fast! ruthless!

At that moment, Zhu Talan just felt that he was hit by the collision angle of a human flying airship.

"Oh!" Zhu Talan was blown away with a punch, and broke the fence of the pontoon behind him.

Seeing that he was about to fall into the pool, suddenly his black eyes turned, and his eyes returned to clear. A gorgeous white crane with bright wings and a light step like Ling Bo's micro-steps, the sharp panda claws just slightly on the pond, a ripple of ripples on the surface of the calm water.

The next moment, he was soaring into the sky, using a dragon fist to help Garrosna's trapezoidal chin to perform physical plastic surgery.

The brain scream was blown away, and he fell embarrassed on the pontoon.

Forcing Zhu Talan, a golden rooster to stand alone, stands on a railing of a pontoon, and sternly said, "I have dealt with tauren and trolls. No wonder they have all left the tribe and left you! Sure enough, you Not worthy of being their chief warrior! "

Speaking, Zhu Talan jumped to a height of thirty meters, and then extremely powerful, with the momentum of a comet falling to the ground, gave Garrosh a fallen foot in the sky.

If this step is hit, the brain's screaming head will definitely explode like a rotten watermelon, splashing the ground with tomato sauce.

At this time, Duke, who had smashed seeds in Naxxramas, had already helped him to kill without looking, so much nonsense.

Sure enough, just like history, a funny scene appeared.

Zhu Talan once again underestimated Garrosh's anti-strike ability strengthened by evil spirits. They stepped forward and rolled over before hiding. Zhu Talan tried too hard, and actually broke one of the board of the pontoon and stuck his own foot.

Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Garrosh rushed to his [Blood Roar], picked up the Blood Roar in one hand, and threw out a chain of iron that was just broken by the pontoon in the other, and directly from the rear was similar to the western cowboy throwing rope The movement of the circle directly held Zhu Talan's neck with an iron chain.

"They are not worthy of joining my orthodox tribe"

Just pulling so fiercely, Zhu Talan, who had nowhere to escape, was like a kite and was dragged over.

"Oh!" Garrosh missed again.

He finally confirmed that [Blood Roar] was indeed resisting him. The horrible pandaren should have been split in half by volley, and the direction of the axe blade of [Blood Roar] changed on its own, becoming a flat blunt top of the axe hitting Zhu Talan's abdomen. There was only a small axe that broke his belly.

The common belly of the pandaren rescued him. The wound was deep and blood was blowing. In fact, this was a flesh wound, not a fatal injury.

"Spit!" Zhu Talan vomited blood on the spot.

Over there, Duke was watching. Zhu Talan himself is actually quite capable, but the freight is very frustrating. He was vomited almost every time he played.

Therefore, the people of the rivers and lakes called ‘the master of vomiting blood’.

Even so, he escaped the fate of being killed directly.