The person who appeared in the teleportation array was Marshal Huwei, one of the five marshals of the Xuanhuang Ancient Kingdom, but the one who spoke was an old man behind him.
This old man had gray hair and a stooped figure. He walked tremblingly and looked like he might be buried at any time.
"Death Swordsman Mo Feng." Looking at the old man, the Lord of the Abyss' voice was full of solemnity. "You're not dead yet?"
"You're not dead yet, how could I die?" the old man said with a smile, showing the few remaining teeth in his mouth.
"Thanks to your sword, I returned home seriously injured, and was taken advantage of by others. I almost lost my soul. Fortunately, the secret code of wood protected my soul, and I moved the entire city of the abyss here. Today, we should Let's settle old scores." The Lord of the Abyss' tone was full of chill.
"The Secret Book of Life actually fell into your hands, no wonder." Mo Feng nodded.
The Secret Book of Wood, also called the Secret Book of Life, contains wood magic, in other words called life magic. It is the rarest of all secret books.
"Come, let me see how strong you are after hiding for so many years."
Mo Feng's hunched body suddenly stood up straight, with long hair flying. His whole person instantly changed from an old state to a middle-aged man. Like an unsheathed sword, the sword energy shot straight into the sky, his eyebrows flew up, and with a cry, he The three-foot long sword appeared in his hand and pointed diagonally at the Lord of the Abyss.
"I will kill you today to avenge that sword." The Lord of the Abyss shook the reins, and the black spear in his hand ignited with black flames. He abandoned the two deputy marshals and rushed towards Mo Feng.
"Is this someone who survived the war ten thousand years ago?" The fat man clicked his tongue.
"Shh." Marshal Huwei made a silent gesture and whispered: "Master Mo has a bad temper. Don't talk about him behind his back. He is indeed a master who has survived thousands of years ago. He is a master of swordsmanship. I once killed more than ten masters in that battle."
The fat man was slightly surprised. The so-called master mentioned by Marshal Huwei must be a god-level powerhouse. Being able to kill ten god-level warriors in one battle, the strength of the death swordsman Mo Feng is beyond doubt.
"As far as I know, even a god-level expert only has a lifespan of a few hundred years. How could he live for more than 10,000 years?" Fatty asked this important question.
"You don't know this." Marshal Huwei said: "No matter how high the strength is, its lifespan has a certain limit, but there is an exception, and that is the godhead."
"Godhead?" Fatty's heart moved.
"Yes, godhead. Just like the kingdom, not all god-level masters can condense their own kingdom, and not all god-level masters can condense the godhead. If they can condense the godhead, then their life span will transcend the world. Within the time limit, as long as you are not fatally injured and your godhead is broken, you will generally not die." Marshal Huwei explained to Fatty in detail.
"Then how to condense the divine power?" The fat man became more interested.
"The condensation of the divine personality requires not only energy, but more importantly, faith."
"Belief?"
"Yes, faith. Sora has powerful energy, which is just a powerful battle force. But with a lot of faith, you can condense the energy to form a godhead. After condensing the godhead, you can have the attributes of heaven and earth corresponding to yourself. Resonate, then you can reach the point where if the heaven and the earth are not destroyed, I will be immortal."
"So powerful? Master Mo has condensed his divine personality?" The fat man's eyes shone slightly, and he remembered the divine personality of the God of Curses and the God of Doom.
"Yes, Master Mo killed the God of Death at the cost of his own serious injuries in that battle, and condensed his own Death Godhead. Only then did he have the strength to surpass most powerful men." Marshal Huwei looked full of admiration. color.
"What about you?" Fatty suddenly asked.
"Me, haha." Marshal Huwei smiled bitterly. "Although I have condensed my own kingdom, I still have a long way to go before I can condense my godhead. Otherwise, I would not have invited Master Mo here."
As soon as he learned that Fatty and the others had found the City of the Abyss and met the Lord of the Abyss, Marshal Huwei was moved and quickly asked the Central Dynasty for help. After receiving the news, the Central Dynasty immediately sent out the death swordsman Mo Feng who had not been involved in the world for a long time. .
A white sword light cut through the void, carrying a shocking power, and struck the Lord of the Abyss in the air. The Lord of the Abyss shook his spear, shattering the sword light, and drove his mount towards Mo Feng.
Both of them are powerful men far beyond ordinary god-level masters. Each strike is earth-shattering and the entire abyss space trembles. The player and the Abyss Clan, who are desperately attacking to take back the City of Abyss, have been separated, waiting for the two to decide the outcome.
In terms of strength, Death Swordsman Mo Feng and the Lord of the Abyss both have their own kingdoms. However, the Lord of the Abyss was seriously injured thousands of years ago. Not only was his godhead shattered and disappeared, but his kingdom was almost shattered. He barely survived by relying on the Secret Code of Life. . Although after thousands of years of keeping a low profile, he has recovered most of his strength, he is still a little behind the death swordsman Mo Feng.
The battle between the two super masters was an eye-opener for Fatty. He could use his sword Qi vertically and horizontally, open and close it, no matter what method the opponent used, he would chop them all with one sword, and break through all methods with one sword. Another practitioner of both magic and martial arts, with powerful martial arts and strange magic, especially possessing the secret book of life, he was injured by Mo Feng many times and recovered instantly.
"Mo Feng, if you are so strong, you will die here today." The Lord of the Abyss shouted.
"Kudes, do you think that having the Secret Book of Life can close the gap in strength?" Mo Feng was indifferent, raising his sword eyebrows high, suddenly stepped back and stood still, holding the sword in his right hand and slowly raising it, pointing at the Lord of the Abyss. .
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A ray of forest-white sword energy penetrated the sky, like a rainbow penetrating the sun. The face of the Lord of the Abyss changed under the mask. He held the gun in his right hand and fired out one after another. The gun shadows were thousands of meters long and slammed into the forest-white sword energy. At the same time, he practiced waving his left hand, and a green light condensed and formed in front of him. Countless green figures appeared around him, singing loud and clear hymns.
"An angry bullfight."
"Hymn to Life."
As if it were devastating, the forest-white sword energy defeated the spear shadow of the Lord of the Abyss with one blow, and then hit the Lord of the Abyss's chest hard. A scream came out, and under such a huge sword energy, the Lord of the Abyss and his mount collapsed at the same time, turning into a puddle of minced meat.
But the strange thing is that these pieces of meat did not scatter. Instead, they followed a certain pattern and slowly rotated around a certain center. After waiting for the sword energy to completely dissipate, they suddenly gathered quickly. After a while, the Lord of the Abyss appeared on the spot. Also riding his mount.
"What a god-level sword skill." Looking at his chest, the Lord of the Abyss said.
"The Secret Code of Life is indeed one of the nine secret codes." Mo Feng also looked shocked. Originally, with the strength of the Lord of the Abyss, his sword would have been seriously injured even if he took it, but the Secret Book of Life used the power of life to restore him, but he was only slightly injured.
"Mo Feng, if you want to kill me, I'm afraid you're not even close." The Lord of the Abyss's tone was full of slight pride.
"Kudes, you talk too much nonsense." Mo Feng stepped forward and turned the long sword in his hand. A round of daylight rose slowly, and in an instant, a strong light illuminated the entire city of the abyss.
"The Kingdom of Death."
With a flick of the brush, Death Swordsman Mo Feng and the Lord of the Abyss disappeared at the same time, leaving the sky empty.
Fatty took a look. Marshal Huwei and the others were not in a hurry. They pointed at the City of the Abyss, obviously having great confidence in Mo Feng. The fat man pondered slightly and discussed with several gang leaders. Soon, a large number of players teleported into the City of the Abyss.
The players and the Abyss Clan started fighting again. Although the Abyss Clan were individually stronger, they were retreating steadily under the impact of the players. In addition, the City of the Abyss has been captured by Fatty, and they have almost no place to hide and are forced to fight the players to the death.
"Three of the seven neutral main cities have appeared now." Marshal Huwei suddenly turned to Fatty.
"Stormwind City was acquired by people from other countries, and both Sky City and Abyss City fell into your hands. Do you have any thoughts?"
"No, I don't have any ideas." Fatty's heart tightened and he said decisively immediately.
Marshal Huwei laughed: "Why, are you afraid that we will get what you have in vain?"
The fat man just laughed and didn't answer. Marshal Huwei nodded slightly: "Then, let's talk later."
The fat man squinted at Marshal Huwei, wait a moment? What's the meaning? Is there anything I can't resist in exchange for the City of the Abyss
In the kingdom of death, a small sword with a length of about an inch, crystal clear and shining with pale white light, hung high in the air, emitting thousands of rays of light like the sun. Every ray of light is an extremely sharp sword energy, carrying unparalleled power, shooting towards the Lord of the Abyss.
The Lord of the Abyss's body almost turned into a sieve, surrounded by countless green elves the size of fingers. These green elves make loud sounds from their mouths and look pious, as if they are singing a hymn, praising the greatness of life.
"Mo Feng, I told you, you can't kill me." The Lord of the Abyss sneered, looking at Mo Feng's death godhead hanging high in the air with a salivating expression.
Mo Feng is a death swordsman, and the godhead he condenses is not a regular hexagon like others, but the shape of a sword. In order to completely kill the Lord of the Abyss, he did not hesitate to use the power of his godhead to emit thousands of sword energy. Although he had the advantage, he could not completely kill the Lord of the Abyss.
"Let's see who consumes more energy than the other." The Lord of the Abyss made up his mind to continue to consume, so he ignored it and only relied on the magical life hymn to maintain himself from being killed.
"It seems that Master Mo is in trouble." After waiting for more than half an hour and still not seeing the end of the battle, Marshal Huwei frowned slightly.
Boom.
The sky suddenly trembled slightly, a white light spread out, and two figures appeared in the sky.
Mo Feng was holding a long sword and his body was still upright, but his body was trembling slightly. It was obvious that the situation was not good. However, the Lord of the Abyss was covered in black blood, but he did not appear to be sluggish. Instead, he felt high-spirited.
"Mo Feng, you must die today. And you, everyone must die." The Lord of the Abyss shouted, and a vibrant green appeared on his body, and all injuries were restored in an instant.