Versatile Mage’s Reversal Attributes

Ye Chenfeng did not expect that Khufu, the Egyptian undead king, would do such a thing.

Once this move is made, Khufu’s situation will probably be in trouble.

But I have to say, this trick is really effective.

When Ye Chenfeng was about to withdraw, Khufu immediately waved the scepter in his hand, and a breath of death came out from the snake's head, hindering Ye Chenfeng's actions.

Khufu had a smile on his face. Human beings are pathetic. They are always bound by some boring emotional ties.

For masters of their level, the fighting scenes are so exciting, intense and fierce that just a slight distraction is enough to have a significant impact on the outcome.

Now Ye Chenfeng is anxious and uneasy, how can he be his opponent?

"As the Lord of the Underworld, is this all the courage you have?" Ye Chenfeng said coldly.

He was threatened... He didn't know when the last time such a thing happened was in his previous life.

"No, no, no, I just like to see a distorted expression on your calm face. It's been a long time since I've been looking forward to the pleasure of torturing someone as much as I am today." Khufu responded with a laugh.

He certainly wouldn't admit that he was scared.

Of course, he doesn't need to be afraid.

After all, combat power is important, but strategy is also important.

Before Ye Chenfeng could react, Deng Tianqi, who had found something to do, hurriedly asked for the task.

"Leave it to me, Ye..." Deng Tianqi thought about it and still didn't know how to address Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Xiaoyou? Not right. He is more awesome than me.

Fellow Daoist Ye? That's not right. He is only a few years old, and he already has one foot in the coffin. It's embarrassing.

After thinking it over, Deng Tianqi finally uttered a sentence.

"Leave it to me. I can do it."

Damn it, when did forbidden spells become so frustrating!

But if he were faced with the choice between Khufu and the Sphinx, Deng Tianqi would still choose the latter.

Only a fool would want to fight with an emperor. He is not a self-righteous or conceited person.

After Deng Tianqi left, Mo Fan followed him.

"Old Ye, this old man seems a little weak. I'll go help him."

The main thing is that there are so many monarchs, even if the old man is really a forbidden spell, he won’t get any benefit.

After all, those ten dark sword masters are Khufu's personal guards, and they stay in the underworld all year round, undergoing the cleansing of high-purity dark matter. Even if the ten dark sword masters join forces, the Sphinx may not be able to win.

Ye Chenfeng wanted to help. If he took opponents of this level seriously, all these trash would be reincarnated within thirty to fifty moves.

But this was something that Khufu had carefully planned, so how could he let Ye Chenfeng go?

"Your opponent is me. Don't even think about helping them. You have no chance." Khufu sneered.

Now he is not in a hurry to fight to the death with Ye Chenfeng.

As long as Ye Chenfeng can be delayed during this period of time, and then the dark lords can continue to invade human cities and turn the entire land into a place to nurture the undead, then his power will continue to revive.

As a fox who has lived for thousands of years, Khufu's vision is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people.

In order for Ye Chenfeng to obtain such great power, he must have used some forbidden technique.

And all forbidden techniques, without exception, have great side effects.

Even someone like Khufu could not completely avoid this.

Although he has used forbidden techniques to raise the strength of the Sphinx and other undead monarchs to a higher level, after the war, these monarchs will suffer a great loss of strength, and they may not be able to recover without dozens or hundreds of years of nourishment.

What Khufu has to do now is to slowly consume Ye Chenfeng's remaining time, and after the remaining time of Ye Chenfeng's forbidden technique is exhausted, the fruits of victory will be in his pocket.

After sorting out his thoughts, Khufu immediately began to entangle Ye Chenfeng's steps. He didn't want to fight, he just wanted to disgust Ye Chenfeng. You hit me and I run, you leave and I sneak attack, he is very good at using the kite tactic.

Whenever Ye Chenfeng wanted to escape, Khufu would fight him desperately like a catfish monster, which really made Ye Chenfeng feel sick.

"Can they do it?" While dealing with Khufu, Ye Chenfeng secretly looked at Mo Fan and the others out of the corner of his eye.

Mo Fan probably has no hope now. He has consumed a lot of his strength. It is already good enough that he can fight a tie with the strengthened Sphinx.

The most important thing is to see the strength of the old man's forbidden spell.

Forbidden spell master... The strength of this circle is a bit hard to describe. Even the Supreme Monarch may not be able to defeat a weaker forbidden spell.

However, the powerful forbidden spells can even bring about a conflict with emperor-level demons, which is really not a good thing to say.

……

“Tell me the truth, old man, how many of them can you deal with?” Mo Fan’s eyelids trembled as he looked at the dozens of Underworld Lords who were wreaking havoc on the city in the distance.

The bodies of those underworld monarchs seemed to be entangled with a thick aura of death that was unique to the underworld. Mo Fan also had the shadow element, and he could clearly feel that the dark matter on these monarchs was much stronger than before. He didn't know what kind of evil magic Khufu used.

Especially the Dark Sword Master team, which gives people the feeling that it should not be underestimated.

When they were still at the general-level Deadpool, two or three hundred of them were enough to resist the super-class wizard for a period of time, and this was without the blessing of the Dark Sword Master's domain.

And now, ten great lord-level dark sword masters are fighting together. Mo Fan can hardly imagine what kind of power they can unleash.

Back in Egypt, a sub-monarch-level Dark Sword Master and five hundred lined-up Vicious Sword Deadpools were enough to drive the three super-class mages to the brink of despair, making it difficult for them to cope.

It was really hard for him to imagine what kind of power would be unleashed if ten great lord-level dark sword masters joined forces.

"So do you want to fight Khufu or them?" Deng Tianqi said expressionlessly.

There is really no chance of winning against Khufu.

Facing these monarchs, he at least had some confidence and was not completely powerless.

Mo Fan also felt that it made sense. After all, dealing with these monarchs was much better than fighting against Khufu.

"I am now going to guide the star and release the forbidden spell. I need you to delay time for me for a while."

Deng Tianqi was not polite at all and spoke directly to Mo Fan. He could feel that this young man had a power that was as strong as his own.

Although I am very curious about how this young man in his early twenties did it, now is obviously not the time to think about it.

"Old man, are you sure?"

"Of course."

Deng Tianqi made a promise. As a light-based forbidden spell mage, he had a very strong ability to restrain undead creatures.

Although these monarchs have been strengthened by Khufu, their fundamental nature as undead has not changed, and the restraint of light on them still exists.

To be honest, if there weren't a bunch of undead creatures in front of him, Deng Tianqi really wouldn't dare to make a guarantee.

If it were any other demon king, Deng Tianqi might not have made this choice.

Mo Fan nodded and rushed forward alone.

The closer they flew, the more they could feel the overwhelming, thick, pitch-black dark matter. It was as if a hole had been opened in the underworld, and the high-density dark matter was constantly infiltrating into this world through the dark sword masters.

Under the erosion of the underworld's energy, the tall buildings began to turn gray and white, as if they had experienced the baptism of thousands of years, becoming decayed and shaky, as if they would collapse at the next moment.

Mo Fan was not at ease facing these monarchs.

I don’t know what Khufu did. The Sphinx, which was beaten half to death by Mo Fan, unexpectedly recovered in such a short time, and its combat power was even stronger than before.

If there was only one Sphinx, Mo Fan could still barely handle it, but after the Sphinx, there were also chariot drivers who specialized in pulling chariots for Khufu in the underworld, and their strength should not be underestimated.

The Dark Sword Masters were more troublesome than any demons Mo Fan had dealt with before, even more troublesome than the Sphinx, the supreme monarch.

The Sphinx is essentially just a wild beast, savage by nature and difficult to tame.

But the Dark Sword Masters are different. They were nobles of ancient Egypt when they were alive, and they still retain their wisdom even after death.

In the pyramid, the role of the dark sword masters is more like the chief instructors who train soldiers, constantly training the undead inside the pyramid.

Therefore, the Egyptians often said that any undead who could enter and exit the pyramid were extremely powerful. In fact, in addition to the nourishment of the dark matter inside the pyramid, the help of the Dark Sword Master was also indispensable.

Just look at Deadpool and you will know that the undead are still undead, but undead like Deadpool are obviously beyond the norm.

Incredibly superb swordsmanship, neat and orderly formations, and battle formations that enhance combat effectiveness, these are almost all the products taught by the Dark Sword Master.

At this moment, the dark sword formation formed by the ten dark sword masters was even more incredibly powerful.

When Mo Fan faced the Dark Sword Master, he felt a chill in his heart. If these guys united, they would be more troublesome than the Sphinx.

The Dark Sword Masters formed a chasing formation, with one Dark Sword Master standing in the center, and two Dark Sword Masters standing on the left and right, with long ladders lined up in a line. They were transferring all their strength to the Dark Sword Master who was leading the group.

“Not good. If they continue to transform like this, the Dark Sword Master might become even more terrifying than the Sphinx.” Mo Fan showed a trace of cold sweat on his forehead.

We must interrupt their continuous formation! (End of this chapter)