The first thousand two hundred and sixty-five chapters under the king of the first strong
The first game is generally quite important. This first game directly involves the morale of all members in the entire game. If the first game can be won, the impact on the entire game will be very serious.
Although it will not affect everyone's combat effectiveness, it will be enough to affect the morale of the members behind it. Even if it is just this kind of morale, it is sometimes particularly important.
In the first game, Heaven sent out Song Zihao. This guy is a master, a real master. Song Zihao's strength is quite strong. Although he is not a master of the Heavenly King level, he is not far from that. Ordinary masters are afraid that they are not Song Zihao's opponents.
If you want to win steadily, you may only be able to send out super strong men from the realm of the Heavenly King. However, there are not many masters in this realm in the entire underworld, only four, so this first battle is quite important.
"What if Mo Feng... what should I do if I leave it to you?" Suddenly, Ye Yun was silent for a moment, turned around and said to the back.
Mo Feng!
When this name appears, the expressions on the faces of the people around him become particularly strange. It seems that as long as this guy appears, everything is not a problem. Because this name represents power and a strong man.
Before Taixu's alien army emerged, Mo Feng could be said to be the strongest master in the entire underworld. Before Taixu became a powerful man in the heavenly king, Mo Feng was the most likely to become the next heavenly king master in the entire underworld, and his status in the underworld was also extremely high.
He is extremely strong and has a very strong capital. However, for a long time, Mo Feng rarely participates in the underworld missions, and basically practices. He has been working hard to break through the realm of the Heavenly King. But what he didn't expect was that this kind of effort was not as good as a true martial sword.
After owning the Zhenwu Sword, the power of the Tai Chi Sword soared instantly, causing Mo Feng's continuous efforts to be wasted in this moment.
I have to say that this is really a tragedy. Mo Feng has been working hard for the master of the Heavenly King for a long time. He has not even had a reputation in the soul world, but Mo Feng doesn't care. Mo Feng only pursues his own strength. He only pursues his own breakthrough. Mo Feng doesn't care about the so-called false reputation.
It can be said that Mo Feng is a typical example of hard practice in the soul world.
Although my talent and luck are a little worse, because of my persistence in practicing, my own strength has improved quite quickly. In this huge soul world, there are definitely not many people who can compete with Mo Feng.
Although Mo Feng has no fame at all in the soul world, if he is just in the underworld, Mo Feng's reputation is definitely not weak. Everyone in the underworld knows this person's strength.
Mo Feng did not cultivate much power. The strongest power Mo Feng practiced was just the seven-injury fist of Kongtong Sect. This was just a human-level boxing technique. But no one could deny it was Mo Feng's powerful strength.
A figure, dressed in coarse cloth, looks like the type that is not found if it is thrown into the crowd. This guy looks inconspicuous, and even said that if he hadn't paid attention to it deliberately, he wouldn't have even noticed this guy.
This guy formed a completely opposite and clear contrast with Song Zihao's ostentatiousness. However, after Mo Feng appeared, Song Zihao's face became solemn. It was even said that it was not just Song Zihao, but even behind Song Zihao, the faces of many masters in heaven all became gloomy.
They are naturally very confident about Song Zihao, but now they can't help feeling a kind of pressure.
This guy is a master, this guy is definitely a powerful master. It is probably not easy for Song Zihao to win this battle, absolutely, not easy.
There is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon in this underworld. Any expert appears, which makes people feel stressed.
This kid is not easy to deal with.
After licking his lips, Song Zihao hugged the long knife in his hand. It was a kind of etiquette. As for Mo Feng opposite, he nodded slightly. There was no strange appearance on his ordinary-looking face.
There is no need for a referee, and there are no other so-called rules except the rules mentioned before.
The warring sides will never stop until one side dies or completely loses its combat effectiveness. Otherwise, the battle will never stop and will never stop.
After the brief etiquette, the snow-drinking knife had appeared in Song Zihao's hands. The legions of both sides had retreated long ago, leaving a huge area of hundreds of meters in the center. Only such a large place could withstand the battle between such super experts.
Looking at the world.
With an angry shout, Song Zihao took the lead in attacking. With a roar, the weapon in his hand and the snow-drinking knife made a shocking sound. The next moment, he tore it directly from the sky with a terrifying sword light. He took action and was the ultimate move in the creation knife.
Song Zihao's offensive was apart from being violent and fierce, and there was no other word to describe it. Each move was quite terrifying. Looking at the world with one move, the terrifying sword light slashed down from the sky. In a trance, it was like a Milky Way, falling directly from the air.
Seeing that attack, a trace of flame suddenly flashed in Mo Feng's eyes. Although Mo Feng seemed to have no reputation in the soul world, it was just that Mo Feng really didn't care about reputation as outsiders looked at him?
No, no, not, absolutely not. Even with Mo Feng, he actually cares about his reputation, and Mo Feng also longs for the feeling of worshiping thousands of people.
However, Mo Feng's luck was a little worse than Taixu, so in the end Mo Feng lost the opportunity to make a splash. Seeing that Taixu had already got what he wanted, in fact, Mo Feng was also eager in his heart.
Perhaps, this is also an opportunity for me. Song Zihao has a huge reputation in the soul world, and has even had a record of fighting against the Six Evils for a long time. Then, if I can defeat Song Zihao cleanly, maybe it will prove my own strength.
Seeing the sword light falling directly from the sky and appearing in Mo Feng's eyes was a kind of crazy burning hotly.
The next moment, Mo Feng's footsteps suddenly began to interlaced quickly.
Chapter completed!