Chapter 87: Forced Recruitment vs. Forced Recruitment

I saw a wisp of flame suddenly rising from the top of the waterfall in mid-air.

This wisp of flame was inconspicuous, light, almost transparent, and burning quietly. However, it seemed as if it had fallen into oil instead of water, and only a glimmer of fire spread rapidly along the upper end of the waterfall.

On the upper edge of the waterfall, cold flames spit out transparent tongues of fire.

The silver sword was instantly ignited by the cold flames. Every water-like sword light was wrapped in a ball of flames.

The water is like fire and flowers, falling down one after another.

The first sword glow wrapped in flames quietly fell into the water.

boom!

There was a clear explosion! A large section of the water dragon was immediately blown away, and water splashed everywhere.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The dense popping sounds are like New Year's firecrackers, which are endless.

Wen Fei's face changed drastically. What kind of method was this? Wasn't the opponent using the Water Sword Art? How could there be fire? But at this time, he had no time to think about it. In the blink of an eye, the huge water dragon was blown up to only half of it.

.The power of the opponent's sword suddenly increased sharply, all because of those seemingly transparent and harmless flames.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, the last bit of contempt in his heart disappeared. He already regarded Zuo Mo as his biggest rival in life.

As he gritted his teeth, his spiritual power started to work like crazy. He closed the Tianhe fan in his hand and stretched it out to lightly tap Zuo Mo.

"Tianhe Prison"!

A bit of blue light came out through the fan, seemingly flying slowly towards Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo suddenly felt a strong sense of danger in his heart. This blue light put far more pressure on him than any previous move. He did not dare to neglect, and as soon as his mind moved, the Lengyou Fire Waterfall hanging in the sky reacted immediately, heading towards

The blue light rushed away.

Tiny transparent fires, but inside are gentle and watery sword intentions.

Seeing the fire rain falling from the waterfall, it will be enveloped in blue light.

Suddenly, Wen Fei opened his Tianhe fan and shouted: "Open!"

That bit of blue light suddenly looked like a big net, covering Zuo Mo. Zuo Mo couldn't dodge and was immediately caught in it.

Zuo Mo felt the blue light in front of his eyes surge. In the blink of an eye, water waves filled his field of vision, and everything around him was vast!

This scene was very familiar to Zuo Mo! He had practiced swordsmanship in the river, so he was extremely familiar with it. Now he was in an empty bubble. Who would have thought that that blue light actually contained such rich water power? Those transparent flames, falling

When he entered the water, there were still crackling and popping sounds, but the water was too powerful. These small, transparent, and fire-like sword lights from the water were like scratching an itch, but they made Zuo Mo himself quite embarrassed. Terrifying pressure came from all around, and the bubbles were little by little.

The ground is compressed.

Zuo Mo took a deep breath and felt awe-inspiring in his heart, this is the opponent's trick!

But immediately the fighting spirit surged out. Although he could not compare with Senior Brother Wei Sheng, he was not a soft persimmon that these dudes could pinch whenever they wanted.

Zuo Mo didn't realize that since practicing swordsmanship, he quickly became no longer afraid of fighting, and his desire to fight became stronger and stronger.

He is like this now, the more he beats him, the more excited he becomes. By this time, especially after seeing Wen Fei's unique move, his fighting spirit has risen to the extreme!

bring it on!

He kept his eyes wide open and roared silently in his heart!

The waterfall of falling fire like rain disappeared, and the dripping sword turned into a streak of light and returned to Zuo Mo's hand.

As if feeling Zuo Mo's fighting spirit, the body of the Dripping Water Sword trembled slightly, like water ripples, and the soft hiss it made made Zuo Mo even more excited. He closed his eyes and stroked the sword gently, as if caressing a lover.

Without the support of the waterfall, the surrounding water lost its blocking power and rushed straight in. The bubble immediately shattered, and Zuo Mo was sucked into the water.

Wen Fei couldn't help but look happy! As long as you are involved in the water, aren't you just a piece of fish, at my mercy?

He whispered: "Get up!"

I saw the water ball carrying Zuo Mo, slowly flying up into the sky. The water ball was huge, comparable to a small lake.

Zuo Mo was like a beast in a cage. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free. Wen Fei was extremely proud that this water prison was much stronger than a fine steel prison.

The outer disciples of Wukong Sword Sect all had pale faces, looking at the huge shadow in the sky in horror. The water mass rose higher and higher, and Zuo Mo's figure in the water mass became more and more blurred, and could only be vaguely seen.

visible.

Not to mention anything else, just being knocked down from such a height will definitely cause internal injuries!

A look of determination suddenly appeared on Xiao Guo's bloodless face. She suddenly rushed out of the crowd and rushed towards Wen Fei.

"Little sister, what do you want to do?" A graceful figure blocked Xiao Guo's way, and Tao Shu'er looked at Xiao Guo with a smile on her face.

"Get out of the way!" Xiaoguo's face was anxious and angry. However, her angry look was like a kitten caught by Yayawu, but she was indescribably cute.

"Hey." Ming Dao's tense heart relaxed, and when he saw Xiao Guo's innocence, his eyes suddenly lit up: "This girl is pretty good, what's your name?"

"Get out of the way!" Xiaoguo almost started crying.

Wen Fei's eyes showed a bit of ferocity. Looking at the water mass in the sky, he snorted proudly: "Try my "Tianhe Prison"." After saying that, he stretched out his left hand and flicked towards the water mass in the sky.

Grasp.

The water mass in the sky changed, and in the water mass, a huge hand grasped Zuo Mo hard. This guy made himself so embarrassed, Wen Fei didn't want to just let him go. How fun it is for a cat to catch a mouse!

The Wukong disciples below couldn't help but exclaimed, showing expressions of dismay.

A look of despair appeared on Xiao Guo's face. She knew that she was no match for these two people, but...

A rare determination flashed in those watery eyes.

At this moment, Zuo Mo, who was in the water prison with his sword hanging low and his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

For some reason, he thought of the day when he understood the Li Shui Sword Intent, and looked at the giant water palm that was about to catch him. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a vague human figure below. He could imagine how proud the other party was at this time.

So excited.

But, my sword technique...

It's "Li Shui Sword Jue"!

The light in Zuo Mo's eyes skyrocketed, as if all emotion had been suddenly drained from his eyes, as cold as the transparent flames! Holding the dripping sword in both hands, the low-hanging sword slashed upwards without warning!

"Leaving the Water and Burning the Sky"!

The giant water palm shattered immediately.

The expression on Wen Fei's face changed drastically! How is that possible? How could he still be able to fight back in the water prison?

He gritted his teeth and was about to change his move, but his face turned completely pale in an instant. He was shocked to find that he had completely lost control of the water prison!

How can it be!

At this time, other people also noticed the change in the sky and couldn't help but raise their heads!

I saw that the water mass in the air collapsed sharply inward, as if there was a bottomless hole inside the water mass.

When Zuo Mo revealed his figure, everyone couldn't help but gasp. In mid-air, the water prison had disappeared, leaving only Zuo Mo holding swords in both hands.

Ming Dao and Tao Shu'er looked horrified. They stared at the sword in Zuo Mo's hand in disbelief.

On the body of the three-foot sword, there was a blue flame that seemed to exceed ten feet, burning faintly and slowly. This blue flame was actually made of water. Oh my God, he sucked away all the Tianhe Prison of Senior Brother Wen Fei.

, turn it into your own weapon!

How could something so incredible be possible in this world?

How could such a guy only be in the foundation building stage?

Looking at Xiao Guo and Tao Shu'er below, Zuo Mo immediately understood what was going on, and a look of anger suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Holding the sword with both hands, he raised it high, and the water-shaped flames on the sword bloomed like a giant flower.

"Go to hell!"

A roar full of anger was like a sudden thunder explosion on a sunny day.

With all his anger, all his fighting spirit, and all his spiritual power, Zuo Mo slashed down like a stream of light!

I saw a straight blue light streak in the sky, which was so stunning that people couldn't look straight at it.

The expressions of Wen Fei and the other three people below changed drastically. This guy is crazy!

The power of his sword actually enveloped the three of them at the same time!

The three of them could no longer care about anything else at this time, and all used their own skills to keep the bottom of the box.

A curtain of water appeared around Wen Fei, which was thicker than the last time. The peach red light of Tao Shu'er's spiritual armor surged, and the peach blossoms were in full bloom, protecting her in the middle. Ming Dao took out a copper bell angrily, and the copper bell

When the wind blows, it rises and covers the clear path firmly inside.

Zuo Mo was completely selfless at this moment. He only had the following three people in his eyes. He only did one thing, and that was to activate his spiritual power, and activated his spiritual power crazily!

The cold, straight blue light fell from the sky, carrying a fierce and unrivaled power, and hit the three of them heavily.

The most commonly used sword power is stabbing and wiping, and even cutting is rarely used. No one would have thought that a sword can also hit people. But Zuo Mo just used it to hit people, as if what he was swinging was not flying.

A sword, but a heavy hammer as heavy as a thousand stones!
To be continued...