Chapter 97 Evaporate the lake water and explode the bottom of the lake
Mu Feng hung in mid-air, raised his right hand, and the Burning Sky Flame descended again, forming an inverted funnel-shaped flame vortex.
Above his palm, another giant sword of multi-colored flames measuring more than ten feet condensed.
"Cut again!"
Mu Feng pointed his sword downwards, and the giant sword of five-colored flames fell straight down, slashing at Qiu Xuanji again.
Qiu Xuanji's pupils shrank and he ran away in embarrassment again, showing no image at all.
Under the blazing high temperature, the water level of the lake suddenly dropped by one-tenth, and the water vapor carrying the terrifying high temperature overflowed.
The vegetation around the lakeshore could not withstand the high temperature of the water vapor and all withered and died.
The warriors who were close to him were immediately burned all over their bodies as soon as they came into contact with the water vapor, and they lay on the ground screaming in agony.
"Third cut!"
"The fourth cut!"
"Fifth cut!"
Mu Feng's face was expressionless, and he moved his sword fingers together, slashing out five swords in a row.
I saw that the huge surface of the Falling Sun Lake was in a mess and was extremely filthy.
What shocked everyone even more was that only half of the water level on the lake surface had been evaporated.
And under the burning flames, the lake is still boiling and the water level is still falling.
Qiu Xuanji fell not far from the center of the lake and was soaked in the water. His clothes were in tatters and most of his body was severely burned.
Although Qiu Xuanji is a powerful person at the sixth level of the Life Wheel, and his spiritual energy is as powerful as a river, he still cannot completely withstand the terrifying high temperature carried by the water vapor.
"Qiu Xuanji, your body skills are good, you can dodge five of my swords! But I wonder, can you dodge my last sword?"
Mu Feng looked down at the panting Qiu Xuanji, raised his right hand to the sky, and grabbed it fiercely.
I saw a hundred meters above the lake, like colorful flames burning the sky, suddenly shrinking toward the center.
In an instant, the flames that burned the sky dissipated, but the temperature above Falling Sun Lake increased instead of decreasing, reaching an unprecedentedly terrifying high temperature.
The onlookers couldn't bear the terrifying heat, so they all retreated a certain distance.
"Look! What is that?"
Someone said something that caught everyone's attention.
Later, they He was shocked to see that in the sky above Mu Feng's head, at some point, a terrifying 30-foot-long flaming giant sword condensed.
This flaming giant sword is far larger, hotter, and more terrifying than the previous five swords.
"Qiu Xuanji, take my last sword and try it!"
Mu Feng's movements were very gentle. Under the gaze of everyone, he just pressed down lightly with his right hand.
Tear!
A terrifying sound like tearing cloth could be heard all around, and a thirty-foot flaming giant sword suspended above Mu Feng came down through the air.
Along the way, white gas rings exploded one after another.
"too horrible……"
Everyone was shocked, this sword was too terrifying, and everyone felt strong fear in their hearts.
A distance of a hundred meters, in front of this sword, seemed like a mere inch, and could be spanned in the blink of an eye.
Before Qiu Xuanji could react, the giant flaming sword fell on his head.
"No……"
Qiu Xuanji roared loudly, and at the moment of life and death, he stirred up his spiritual energy all over his body, and the six-color life wheel in his lower abdomen rotated at high speed, and his body suddenly grew ten feet taller.
He held Qiu Shenjian with both hands, holding it horizontally in front of him, and blazing green light burst out from Qiu Shenjian.
A huge green python weapon spirit that was tens of feet tall jumped out from Qiu Shenjian and stood in front of Qiu Xuanji with its teeth and claws spread out.
"Even the weapon spirit of Qiu Shenjian was forced out! Ancestor..."
In the Donghai City team, everyone in the Qiu family looked sad and panicked.
The weapon spirit is the energy core of the spiritual weapon. Unless forced into a life and death crisis, no warrior is willing to force the weapon spirit out to fight.
Because once the weapon spirit is lost, the price that needs to be paid to repair it is extremely heavy.
boom!
The giant flaming sword slashed down and hit the giant green python.
The giant green python let out a shrill scream, and the huge snake body was chopped into two pieces, turning into countless green light spots.
Keng!
The flaming giant sword was as powerful as breaking bamboo, and it struck Qiu Shenjian hard, causing sparks to burst out all over the sky.
Qiu Xuanji's whole body of spiritual energy exploded like an abyss, and he held Qiu Shenjian tightly with both hands. His whole body was blasted into the lake by the terrifying power of the flaming giant sword, causing a terrifying high wave.
The flaming giant sword pressed against Qiu Shenjian and rushed into the lake. The lake surface boiled violently, exploding terrifying water vapor, and the water level dropped crazily.
When Qiu Xuanji was pushed backwards and fell to the bottom of the lake, his back hit hard on the muddy ground at the bottom of the lake, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
boom!
At this moment, an unprecedented explosion occurred in the Falling Sun Lake. The lake water dried up. Countless fish and shrimps exploded and were completely cooked by the terrifying high temperature.
Above and below Zhuoyang Lake, there is silence!
Everyone stared with their mouths wide open at the completely dry Zhuoyang Lake and the exposed and torn riverbed at the bottom of the lake. They were speechless for a long time.
Evaporate the lake water and explode the bottom of the lake!
The power of a sword is so terrifying!
After a brief silence, the eyes fell on the exposed bottom of the lake again.
Qiu Xuanji was seen lying on his back in a deep pit at the bottom of the lake, his body charred black, blood gushing out, and the Qiu Divine Sword in his hand broken into three pieces.
Everyone understands that the outcome of this battle has been decided!
Qiu Xuanji, the strongest person in the Sicang region, suppressed countless strong men in Cangnan, Cangxi and Cangbei, and was finally defeated by Yueyang City on Zhuiyang Lake.
Many warriors in Yueyang City have complicated moods.
The scene in front of me is so familiar!
Ten days ago, Mu Feng defeated Shi Wenyuan on Zhuoyang Lake.
Today, Mu Feng fought three ancestors alone and lost three of them in a row, still at Falling Sun Lake.
Shi Lu took a deep breath, knelt down on one knee and shouted: "After today, Falling Sun Lake will no longer exist, but Master Mu will live forever!"
All the warriors in Yueyang City knelt down on one knee and shouted in unison.
"Lake Falling Sun is gone, Master Mu will live forever!"
"Lake Falling Sun is gone, Master Mu will live forever!" "..."
The shouts were like a wave, one wave after another, and all Yueyang City warriors knelt down spontaneously, looking at Mu Feng's figure with fervent and reverent eyes.
Not far from the bottom of the lake, on the exposed muddy ground, Li Wenshu, Concubine Feng Luo and Ji Wenshu looked around blankly.
Surrounding the three of them, there was a semicircular imperial formation covering an area of three feet.
"Are you kidding me? The water in Falling Sun Lake has dried up?"
Concubine Feng Luo looked around, and after confirming that this was indeed the bottom of Falling Sun Lake, her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.
"It's Feng'er!"
Li Wenshu's beautiful eyes shone, she raised her head and looked up to a hundred meters in the sky, and said softly.
"It's too powerful! It's terrifying! Evaporate the lake water and explode the bottom of the lake. This is a way to reach the gods! Master Mu is so powerful!"
Ji Wenshu trembled all over. Following Li Wenshu's line of sight, he naturally saw a figure in the sky stepping on colorful clouds, stepping down step by step.
Mu Feng put his hands behind his back and slowly landed beside Qiu Xuanji, looking down at the latter lightly.
"Qiu Xuanji, you are lucky! You survived my last sword attack!"
Mu Feng raised his eyebrows. Qiu Xuanji looked extremely miserable and motionless, but Mu Feng could sense that the latter still had a faint breath.
Qiu Xuanji reluctantly opened his eyes, stared at Mu Feng calmly, and sighed: "I have lost! Master Mu, if you want to kill or behead me, you have to do whatever you want!"
Mu Feng nodded. Qiu Xuanji was not arrogant in victory nor discouraged in defeat. He had a strong mentality, which Mu Feng admired quite a lot.
"Submit to me!" Mu Feng said calmly.
Qiu Xuanji frowned slightly and sneered: "Kill if you want, don't insult me like this!"
"I can make you embark on the road to true strength! I will give you another chance to choose, surrender to me, or die?" Mu Feng said calmly.
Qiu Xuanji's pupils shrank, his mind was racing, and he immediately thought of the power of bloodline demonstrated by Mu Feng.
Perhaps, this person can really lead him on the road to true strength.
"Qiu Xuanji, I would like to respect the young master as my master!" Qiu Xuanji sighed lightly.