Chapter 42: The Past (2)
Mo Yang caught a glimpse of Lin Feng's undulating chest and said, "I'll leave it to you later, no problem." ”
Lin Feng also knew his limit, and nodded: "His origin ability is wind, you be careful." ”
The moment Mo Yang turned around, the man felt a hot heat wave sweeping in, as if he was about to melt everything. However, the heat wave failed to affect the man in the slightest, and Mo Yang, who rushed forward, clearly felt that the heat wave separated in front of the man, as if it had automatically avoided him.
The shield formed by the source power alone blocked my heat wave?! Mo Yang's pupils contracted, and the strength of the person in front of him was bottomless, and he was indeed a strong enemy. But despair? It's too early.
It was true that the heat wave did not harm the man, but under the scorching heat, the source power that the man used to form the shield began to show a faint orange-red color.
"Oh no!" the man realized the problem too late, the red light on the shield suddenly shone, and the explosion from the inside out completely tore the man's shield apart while also throwing him into Mo Yang's heat wave.
Lin Feng's origin ability is destruction, the basic ability is to detonate all visual objects, the origin will more or less affect the user's personality and even mind, but Lin Feng also lives up to the name of genius, he completely controls the destruction origin of the manic riot, even without Shen Mengtian's double protection, Mo Yang can fight without scruples, because he has absolute trust in Lin Feng.
The airflow is wrong. Mo Yang keenly felt that the situation had changed, and stopped the sprint. At the same time, the fire tornado rushed out from the man's position, forming a huge fire dragon that roared and rushed towards Mo Yang. Mo Yang, who was prepared, dodged sideways, the flames didn't matter, it was a joke that Mo Yang would be injured.
As soon as the confident Mo Yang wanted to fight back, he felt a tingling pain coming from his waist.
"Is this .....?" Mo Yang was sure that he had avoided the tornado's attack range, how did this injury come about?
Mo Yang looked up and saw that the man was already standing on the other side as if nothing had happened, not even the cloak was broken, and in the extremely distorted space in the heat wave, only the air around the man was unusually calm.
The invisible blade of wind cut through the space, silently, but extremely sharp. Mo Yang can be regarded as knowing why Lin Feng is in a bitter battle, this person's ability is simply Tianke Lin Feng, compressing the wind blade to the extreme, and the power is multiplied while also sealing Lin Feng's play to a large extent.
Mo Yang simply withdrew the heat wave, regardless of the wind blade that was enough to shatter his corpse, and stepped forward.
The man was a little surprised, but the movements in his hands did not decrease at all, and the fire tornado swirled, forming a front and back attack.
Mo Yang stepped on the ground with his right foot, with him as the center, cracks began to appear on the ground, magma gushed out, the temperature of the entire space rose sharply, the air flow was disordered, and the wind blade and fire tornado had already dissipated before they could touch Mo Yang.
At the same time, Lin Feng jumped up, and the heavy artillery in his hand had already been charged. If Lin Tianzhi was present, he would definitely be surprised, it was the prelude to the destruction of the aurora.
The roar came and went, endlessly, the man waved his hand, and the violent whirlwind blocked all the explosions, Mo Yang rushed out of the gunsmoke, his right fist rolled out with flames, the man sideways to avoid the attack while an over-the-shoulder fall, throwing Mo Yang's huge body out, Lin Feng quietly appeared behind him, the short sword in his hand glowed with dazzling red light, piercing the man's back, the man glanced at him, the hurricane from the bottom up blew Lin Feng away, Mo Yang just wanted to stand up, he saw the man make a reverse grip posture in his direction, realizing that something was not good, Mo Yang wanted to make a move, but found that he had fallen into the center of the whirlwind and couldn't move。
Mo Yang could feel the wind blade getting closer and closer to him, but the absolute suppressive source power made it impossible for him to take any measures.
"And then?"
Seeing Mo Yang stop suddenly, Lin Tianzhi anxiously urged him to continue. Mo Yang sighed, as if disappointed by his powerlessness at that time.
"Your father opened the dueling realm and saved my life. The Duel Realm is not so much a realm as an enchantment, an absolutely enclosed space that is boundless and lasts only twenty minutes, but it is only in these twenty minutes that your father can exert his full strength, and that is the aura of destruction that makes me shudder when I think about it now. To be honest, he rarely uses this realm, and every time he does, I worry that he will be devoured by the Origin. ”
"And my father, did he win?"
Mo Yang shook his head and said to the stunned Lin Tianzhi: "No, that man's strength is simply terrifying, your father almost died in the dueling realm, and in the end, it was the dean at that time who saved us, and the dean didn't fight that man, and the dean's words at that time were, 'Let him go, no one can stop him anyway.'" It was just in time, and your father picked up a life. After healing from their injuries, your father and mother disappeared, leaving me with only a letter and a record of their deaths with the dean. ”
"I guess the dean helped, but most people thought your parents died in that attack anyway. It was also through that letter that Lu Wei and I learned the reason why your father really left, and the dean probably knew it. ”
After speaking, Mo Yang looked at Lin Tianzhi and asked, "Now that I have said this, do you still want to know your father's identity?"
Lin Tianzhi did not hesitate, and nodded heavily.
Mo Yang smiled helplessly, it was really carved out of a mold, even if he knew the answer, he had to confirm it in person.
"Your father, a member of the Bloody Night, no, to be exact, one of the Four Horsemen of the Bloody Night. ”
Like a thunderbolt of lightning, Lin Tianzhi was stunned, although he had already guessed the answer, but when Mo Yang said the answer himself, he realized that his mental preparation was as vulnerable as a piece of paper.