In the garden of the Jinwu faction compound, a heroic young man was practicing his sword hard. He tried each move back and forth several times, and then stopped to think about it for a long time. This person is Mo Feng.

Mo Feng was defeated and unconscious by Yuan Ximu, the helmsman of the Bloodthirsty Gate Dragon City Rudder, that day, and then let Mo Yangyun rescue him. As soon as his injuries healed, he immediately began to study martial arts, striving to find a way to defeat Yuan Ximu.

However, Yuan Ximu's ghost-like body was so fast that he couldn't see the martial arts of his moves, and Mo Feng didn't seem to be able to reach that speed no matter how he trained, let alone how to crack his martial arts.

Wherever the sword goes, the wind sweeps and the momentum is overwhelming. But Mo Feng was not satisfied, and he was upset at the end of the practice, and threw the sword indiscriminately, inserting it into the bluestone slab in the courtyard for half a foot, and the sword body was still trembling from side to side.

"Your Excellency's swordsmanship essence is limitless in the future, why do you give up on yourself here?" A person flashed into the courtyard, carrying a heavy sword, it was Lang Fangyu who came to the Golden Crow Sect with him that day.

"Brother Lang doesn't know, the last time I fought with Yuan Ximu, his martial arts were far stronger than mine, and his body was so fast that I couldn't even see it clearly. Practicing the sword here is to try to crack his strange martial arts, otherwise our plan to smash the bloodthirsty gate to divide the rudder here will not succeed after all. ”

Lang Fangyu walked slowly, pulled out the long sword on the stone slab, and said while looking at the weapon: "I have also heard of his martial arts, and he has obtained the essence of blood demon skills, so it is really difficult to deal with. However, it is not invincible. ”

Mo Feng's heart moved, it was rare to see him so talkative, it seemed that he must have something to say to himself, so he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Lang has a good plan?"

Seeing Mo Feng ask, Lang Fangyu smiled slightly and changed the topic.

"Do you know why the Bloodthirsty Gate set up a rudder here?" Seeing Mo Feng shaking his head, he continued slowly, "It is said that at that time, someone found an altar on the Skyrim Mountain outside Dragon City. It was an altar of vampires. ”

"It was also after this that the Bloodthirsty Gate paid attention to this place and began to develop the Dragon City forces, and finally established the rudder. But they never went into that altar. ”

Mo Feng was surprised: "Since they are here for this altar, why don't they go in?"

"Maybe it's because the altar is full of internal organs, and the monsters are rampant, and even the bloodthirsty people don't dare to enter it. But the Bloodthirsty Gate soon blocked the route up the mountain, preventing others from entering. After that, rumors spread that there was a secret weapon in the altar to restrain the bloodthirsty door, which is why they were so concerned. ”

Mo Feng shook his head, "It's just a rumor, what the real situation is, it can't be said yet." ”

Seeing him so shrewd, Lang Fangyu couldn't help but smile: "What you said is good. No one really knows what's inside the altar. ”

Mo Feng heard that there was something in his words, and seemed to mean something, and said: "If Your Excellency has anything to say, it is better to say it directly." ”

"Brother Fang, your martial arts are indeed few among the younger generation. However, after all, the skill is not enough, and it is not as good as those first-class masters. This is limited by age, and there is no urgency. ”

"But right now, if you want to defeat Yuan Ximu, either you have to improve your martial arts in a short period of time, or you can use some special methods to weaken and deal with him. Either way, maybe there's a way in that altar. ”

Although Mo Feng didn't know where he went, was he really like what he said, he could make some gains. But other than that, he didn't have any other ideas. It's better to be a dead horse and be a live horse doctor, and go for a break. What's more, if he let go of an opportunity to defeat Yuan Ximu, he would be unwilling.

Mo Feng had actually seen that Lang Fangyu wanted to lead him there, although he didn't know what the purpose was, but if he could find a way to defeat an opponent who was much stronger than himself, he might as well give it a try.

"I'm going to break into the altar tomorrow, and if Brother Fang wants to go, he can go with me. Lang Fangyu said lightly.

This statement was beyond Mo Feng's expectations, he thought that it would be very dangerous, this person just wanted to go alone to achieve his goal, but he didn't expect that he was just looking for a companion for himself. Originally, Mo Feng still suspected Lang Fangyu's intentions, but now that he was going to go, he made up his mind.

"In this case, I will live up to Brother Lang's invitation, and let's set off together tomorrow!"

With a "snap", the two high-fived as an alliance.

When Mo Feng put away his sword and went back, he told Mo Yangyun about it. Mo Yangyun groaned: "What Brother Lang said is true, there is indeed such an altar, and some people say that there is a secret magic weapon in it. But this must be very dangerous, and your injuries are just right..."

"Brother Mo don't have to worry, I have my own measure. In order to defeat Yuan Ximu, this time I am imperative. Seeing that he was so persistent, Mo Yangyun didn't say much, only reminded him to be careful.

The next day, Mo Feng and Lang Fangyu came to the foot of Tianji Mountain. The mountain was steep and steep, and the two of them struggled to climb it, and they did not reach the top until noon.

The two hid in the mountains and forests to observe secretly, and sure enough, they saw a huge black cave in front of them. There are several bloodthirsty doormen guarding the side, vigilant for anomalies.

This must be the vampire altar. Mo Feng looked at Lang Fangyu, he had regained his previous taciturnity.

Mo Feng was very curious about the purpose of Lang Fangyu's trip, but no matter how he said along the way, he didn't say a word related to the purpose of this trip, which made Mo Feng feel even more mysterious.

These eight bloodthirsty sect disciples were naturally not the opponents of Mo Feng and the others, and the two walked over directly.

The doorman just wanted to stop him, Mo Feng drew his sword and stabbed directly, and the doorman who stepped forward to stop him was stabbed and frozen, and then turned into ashes.

The rest of the people knew that the comer was not good, and immediately pounced on them. Lang Fangyu's heavy sword slashed angrily, unstoppable, and the big sword slashed three; Mo Feng's sword walked like a dragon, and the tip of the sword swept through the throats of the remaining four people, and the four of them immediately fell to the ground in a languid. The guards were dealt with in one fell swoop.

This kid really had two hits, and he should have had reservations about his martial arts outside the city that day. Mo Feng saw Lang Fangyu's martial arts at this moment, and secretly sighed in his heart.

"Brother Fang, let's go in here. Lang Fangyu pointed to the cave and made a gesture of invitation to Mo Feng.

Mo Fengyi was bold, naturally not afraid, walked in front, and entered the cave where he couldn't see his fingers. Lang Fangyu re-carried the big sword and followed closely.

Along the stone wall of the cave, the two continued to go deeper into the stone path. Lang Fangyu lit the torch, the fire light was reflected on the mountain wall, sure enough, there were traces of artificiality, the wall was flat and cut, and occasionally you could see the pattern engraved with an incomprehensible meaning, which should be the totem worship of the builder.

Out of the first stone path, the two of them came to a wide flat field, surrounded by vines. There are three openings in front of me, and I don't know which one to take.

While the two were deliberating, there was movement in one of the caves. There was a sound of heavy footsteps coming from far and near, as if something big was coming towards them.