A small mountain village located in the far territory to the right of the main city in the snowy region - Aflan Village.
At this time, a plume of snow was slowly falling over the village of Alfaran. The originally green branches were covered by this sudden burst of snowflakes, freezing this beautiful scene.
The intertwining of green and white gives people a wonderful feeling, and the breath in the air instantly becomes fresh and cold.
Not far below these tree trunks, individual figures are intertwining, with sparks and dazzling colors constantly lighting up.
The battle between Mo City and the Hulk is currently in full swing. The elite players from the Ai Jue Guild cannot intervene at all and can only watch the battle blankly.
Several green figures and a white figure were intertwined, and around them there were sunken holes and burnt marks.
Tsukuyomi Shota's eyes were fixed on Mo Cheng's blood volume, just in case Mo Cheng's blood volume exceeded the warning line. However, his actions seemed to be unnecessary. Mo Cheng's blood volume has been maintained at 100%.
Around ninety-five, there has never been a large arc fluctuation.
On the contrary, the health of the three members of the Hulk team was all below 80%.
This made the three of them very frightened. Mo Cheng's speed, skills that made people unable to react quickly, and the amazing MSS frequency. Only at this moment did they realize that they had underestimated this man.[
"The moon sets on the frosty sky!"
Mo Cheng softly sang the melody of the skill, and the ice spikes in the sky stabbed fiercely at the Hulk team.
"Ice covering technique."
With a slight movement of his left hand, a chill that penetrated people's hearts spread forward.
"Fireball technique." Lao Yi chanted skillfully, and at the same time, the rest of the Hulk team rushed towards Mo Cheng.
Mo Cheng's figure remained unchanged, and his flashing technique only shone slightly when the two of them rushed in front of him.
"No, let him run away again." Lao Yi frowned. For them, Mo Cheng's flash technique with almost no cooling time was a headache. If he couldn't find a way to restrain it, he would have to spend all his energy.
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Wait until Mo Cheng's blue bar is exhausted? Lao Yi thinks it's impossible. They have been fighting for five minutes, but Mo Cheng gives him the feeling that there is no sign that the blue bar is about to be exhausted.
You know, the three of them only have about half of their blue bars left, and Mo Cheng has used many more skills than them in these five minutes. In their opinion, Mo Cheng's skills may even be
Level thirty or above.
It is common knowledge that the higher the level of a skill, the more mana it consumes.
According to the intelligence they had received before, Mo Cheng has never been in a situation where the blue bar has been exhausted. This also means that Mo Cheng definitely has a piece of equipment that can restore the blue bar.
Thinking about this piece of equipment, Lao Yi felt very passionate about it. No one can resist Zero Realm's equipment that restores magic value. No matter what era it is placed in, it is good for any game.
Equipment that restores blue bars has always been an artifact.
This man has such a thing. Is it because he has such a thing that he can create so many incredible things? Lao Yi couldn't help but think so.
No, it's impossible. Lao Yi looked at Mo Cheng who raised his hand to release the magic, and his deep eyes were staring at him. His mind couldn't help but be shocked, what kind of eyes those are.[
Indifferent, deep, like black jade, occasionally, with a hint of fortitude and coldness.
We are not his opponent. Lao Yi's body trembled, and this sentence came to his mind. Suddenly, he felt a breeze blowing by him, and a slight chill came from the edge of his neck. Wait until Lao Yi came back to his senses.
, his body couldn't help but tremble a few times.
A bright dagger was gently pressed against the edge of his neck.
Dressed in a white robe, a man with a handsome face, thin lips, and a lazy but very magnetic voice sounded.
"You were in a daze on the battlefield, it seems you are still young."
The man chuckled lightly and slashed down with the dagger without mercy.
The older one felt a sharp pain in his neck, and then felt a palm pressing on his body from behind. A chill came from behind, freezing his whole body.
Too late to react.
This was Lao Yi's last thought.
What was left to him was the darkness of death.
"Old One!"
"Old One!"
No. 2 and No. 3 shouted at the same time, with disbelief on their faces. Not only them, but also the surrounding Aijue Guild players, Qingfeng, fifty yuan, and Shota Tsukuyomi were all stunned.
Everything is too fast.
When they reacted, Lao Yi's body was slowly falling.
All of this was done by one man. This man was none other than Mo Cheng. At this time, he had returned to Qingfeng and the others. In his hand, the dazzling silver dagger was held in his fair and slender left hand.
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Shura in the left hand, melody in the right hand.
What kind of scene was this? The battle was suddenly frozen. This scene was forever imprinted in the minds of everyone present and could not be erased for a long time.
"Old One!"
A trembling shout aroused everyone's thoughts.
No. 2 and No. 3 rushed to Lao Yi's side and supported him with trembling hands. However, Lao Yi was already dead. No matter how they shouted, the portrait of Lao Yi in the team was already dim.
This is just a game, but the relationship between the three of them has always been very deep. Because they grew up together, the two of them looked at each other with hatred in their eyes.
They released their hands holding Lao Yi's clothes and picked up the weapon that Lao Yi had exploded.
When they faced Mo Cheng and the others again, the pain and anger in his eyes made everyone present take a deep breath. What's wrong with this man? It's just a game, how come he acts like he has a grudge against his father's murder.
Only Mo Cheng understood them. However, this was a battlefield. If Mo Cheng didn't kill them, they would kill him. Therefore, there was no fluctuation in his eyes. He raised one hand forward to signal the other party.
bring it on.
With the challenge of the sound, No. 2 and No. 3 became even more furious under the trend of anger.
-500
"Howl and shatter!" No. 2 used a skill he had never used before.
"Back off!" When Mo Cheng saw the No. 2 sword hitting Mo Cheng hard in front, he said something to wake up Qingfeng and the others.
A powerful shock wave instantly impacted a fan-shaped area with a radius of about fifteen meters, and several players of the Aijue Guild who were unable to react were immediately killed.
Qingfeng and the others also suffered a lot of damage, and several people looked shocked. Because their own defense was very good, and Mo Cheng warned them in time, although they did not completely escape from the skill range, the escape range was about ten meters.
, but at this time, a value of up to 900 damage per second appeared on each of their heads.
What about Mo City at the skill center? Everyone’s attention immediately shifted to the center of the battlefield.
-400
A number four hundred floated above Mo Cheng's head.
Damn it! This is the mentality of everyone.
"Damn it, how high the defense is." The player from Aijue Guild cursed.
Number 2 was also a little surprised, but he had no time to be stunned because Mo Cheng's staff had already lit up.
"Tsk" A dagger with a cold light slashed across Mo Cheng's white robe, taking away a trace of blood.
The figure of No. 3 was like smoke. Although Mo Cheng dodged the blow, No. 3 was not surprised at all and did not stop his attack.
Mo Cheng waved his hand and released his skills at his feet.
No. 3 was surprised, is this going to kill himself? He is an assassin and has low health. If he continues to attack Mo Cheng, the skills thrown by Mo Cheng will also cause a lot of damage to him. At this time, he only has a hundred
Fifty percent of the blood volume.
It's not worth it, No. 3 immediately made a judgment. With his high agility, he jumped away the moment Mo Cheng dropped him.
If you want to exchange injuries for injuries, you should hurt yourself. No. 3 secretly thought to himself. While running away, he also looked back. Everything in front of him suddenly overturned his understanding.
Mo Cheng dropped a magic fly and saw that the magic fly was about to explode. Mo Cheng waved his hand and actually released an ice covering technique. The cold breath actually slowed down the burst speed of the magic fly.
I'll wipe it! That's okay too!
The surrounding players suddenly felt their feet stumble and almost fell.
Seeing that Mo Cheng was not injured at all, No. 3 suddenly felt that he had been tricked. He was so angry that one Buddha came out of his body and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.
"No. 3, calm down." No. 2 looked at No. 3's completely red face, fearing that he would suffer a loss, and immediately stopped him.
"I'll calm down." No. 3 didn't like No. 2. He didn't even look back. He just said a word and rushed forward.
this……
Number 2 also knew that there was nothing he could do to persuade him. In order to prevent Number 3 from being killed by Mo Cheng, he had no choice but to follow suit.
At this time, No. 3 had also forgotten that he was an assassin, a brave man in the dark, and a strange spokesperson. To be so angry and invisible as he came forward, to be honest, he was just a food delivery person.
Can Jian's mood suddenly became very bad. He didn't expect that Mo Cheng would be so difficult to deal with, and he didn't expect that once Number One died, the team would be in chaos.
Look, what kind of fighting method is this? The assassin just rushes up to fight with others.
No, I can't wait until they come to show off. Can Jian glanced at Qingfeng and the others.
If we kill them first, silence will be the end of a strong bow. A strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Can Jian's mouth.
"Give me the order to kill these three people first!" Can Jian said to the adjutant beside him.
"yes."
Qingfeng has been paying attention to Can Jian's side from the corner of his eyes. Although there are only a few of their people left, Qingfeng always feels that Can Jian, the vice-president of Ai Jue Guild, is definitely not a benevolent guy.
Mo Cheng had reminded him just now, so he paid extra attention. Sure enough, he immediately saw Can Jian issuing the order.
"Fifty, take Tsukuyomi away." Qingfeng pulled out his sword and said.
"Yeah." Fifty Yuan, OK, also found a bad tip, and immediately grabbed Shota Tsukuyomi with one hand, half-hugging her, her feet floating.
"No! They found out." Can Jian immediately knew that his actions had been known to the other party after seeing Fifty Yuan's action. But he didn't care anymore. "Quickly, use your skills. Don't let them run away.
