Only in mid-air, at the top of the waterfall, a wisp of flame suddenly rose up.

  This wisp of flame was unobtrusive, faint and almost transparent, burning quietly. However, it was as if it had fallen into oil rather than water, only to see a trail of firelight spreading rapidly along the top of the waterfall.

  On the upper reaches of the waterfall, a faint flame spewed out transparent tongues of fire.

  That silver whip was instantly ignited by the cold flames. Each water-like sword edge was wrapped in a ball of flame.

  Like fire and flowers, they fall down in profusion.

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

  Bang!

  A loud and clear explosion! The dragon's body was suddenly blown away a large chunk, splashing water everywhere.

  Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

  The dense explosions were like New Year's firecrackers, never-ending in one's ears.

  Wen Fei's face changed greatly, what kind of move is this? Isn't the opponent using Waterway Sword Intent? How can there be fire? However, at this time, he didn't have time to think carefully, and in the blink of an eye, the enormous water dragon was blown up, leaving only a small half. The opponent's sword aura suddenly surged, all because of those seemingly transparent and harmless flames.

  Suppressing the doubts in his heart, the last bit of underestimation in his mind also dissipated. He had already regarded Zuo Mo as his greatest arch-nemesis.

  He gritted his teeth and wildly circulated his spiritual energy. The Tianhe fan in his hand brushed to the left, and Mo Qing lightly touched it with a finger.

  Tianhe Prison

  A ray of blue light, passing through the fan, seemed to slowly fly away to the left.

  Zuo Mo's mind suddenly produced a strong sense of danger, this small blue light gave him pressure far beyond any previous move. He didn't dare to be slow, his mind moved and the Cold Yinyang Firefall hanging in the sky immediately reacted, pouncing towards the blue light.

  A tiny transparent flame, yet inside is a gentle and soft sword intent.

  As the fiery rain from the waterfall was about to envelop the blue light.

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

  That blue light suddenly became a large net, covering Left Mou's head and wrapping around him. Before he could react, he was enveloped within it.

  Zuo Mo only felt a blue light suddenly surge before his eyes. When he opened them again, the water waves filled his field of vision and everything around him was blurry!

  This scene was all too familiar to Zuo Mo! He had once practiced swordplay in the river, and naturally he was extremely familiar with it. Now that he was inside an empty bubble, who would have thought that that little blue light actually contained such a thick and powerful force of water? Those transparent flames fell into the water, still crackling and popping continuously, but the momentum of the water was too overwhelming, these small, transparent, flame-like sword energies were like scratching an itch through boots, and instead they ended up blasting Zuo Mo himself into quite a sorry state. The surrounding area transmitted a terrifying pressure, the empty bubble slowly being compressed.

  Zuo Mo took a deep breath, his heart chilled - this was the opponent's ultimate move!

  But then the will to fight surged out, and although he couldn't compare to Wei Sheng, he wasn't a soft persimmon that these young masters could bully at will.

  Zuo Mo hadn't realized it himself, but since he started practicing swordplay, he had quickly changed from being afraid of fighting to not fearing fights at all, and his desire for battle grew stronger and stronger.

  He is now so excited that the more he fights, the more excited he becomes. At this time, especially when he sees Wen Fei's ultimate move, his fighting spirit has reached its peak!

  Come on!

  He stared wide-eyed, silently screaming in his heart!

  The waterfall of fire like rain disappeared, and the dripping water sword transformed into a flowing light, returning to Zuo Mo's hand.

  It seemed to sense Luo Mo's battle intent, and the sword body of Drip Water Sword quivered slightly, like a gentle ripple on the water. The low hum it emitted made Luo Mo even more excited. He closed his eyes, gently stroking the sword body, as if caressing a lover.

  Without the support of the waterfall, the water that was squeezed from all sides lost its blocking power. In an instant, the air bubbles were shattered and scattered, and he was about to be swept away by the water.

  Wen Fei's face couldn't help but reveal a joyful expression! As long as you're caught in the water, aren't you just fish meat, at my mercy?

  A low shout from his mouth: "Rise!"

  Only saw water group with Zuo Mo, slowly flying into the sky. The water group was enormous, comparable to a small lake.

  Zuo Mo was like a wild beast in a cage, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free. Wen Fei felt extremely pleased with himself, this water prison was much more secure than one made of steel.

  The outer disciples of the Wu Kong Sword Sect were all pale and terrified, staring at the huge shadow in the sky. The water sphere rose higher and higher, while the figure of Zuo Mo inside became increasingly blurred, only faintly visible.

  Not to mention anything else, just falling from such a high place would definitely cause internal injuries!

  Xiao Guo's apple-like face suddenly turned resolute, and she rushed out of the crowd, charging towards Wen Fei.

  "Little sister, what do you want to do?" A slender figure blocked Xiaoguo's path, Tao Xuer smiled brightly at Xiaoguo.

  "Get out of my way!" Xiao Guo's face was both anxious and angry. However, her angry expression looked just like a hissing kitten, and it was inexplicably cute.

  "Huh." Mingdao's tightly knitted heart relaxed, seeing Xiao Guo's innocent and lovely face, his eyes lit up: "This girl is not bad, what's your name?"

  "Get out of the way!" Xiaoguo was almost in tears.

  Wen Fei's eyes flashed with a few points of ferocity, gazing at the water sphere in the sky. He sneered coldly: "Well, well, taste my 'Tianhe Prison'!" After speaking, he stretched out his left hand and lightly grasped towards the water sphere in the sky.

  In the sky, a water sphere transformed and within it, a gigantic palm ruthlessly reached out to grab Lemo. This guy had made himself so pathetic, Wen Fei didn't want to let him off that easily. The thrill of cat-and-mouse was just too entertaining!

  The disciples below couldn't help but let out a collective gasp of shock, their faces revealing an unbearable sight.

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

  A rare resolute glint flashed across those watery eyes.

  At this moment, in the water dungeon, with his sword hanging low and his eyes closed, Zu Mo suddenly opened his eyes.

  For some reason, he thought of the day when he grasped the intent of the Water Sword, looking at the giant water palm that was about to grab him with a glance, and catching a glimpse of a human figure in the corner of his eye. He could imagine how triumphant and excited the other person must be at this moment.

  But my sword technique...

  It's "The Water Separating Sword Scripture"!

  The light in Zuo Mo's eyes suddenly surged, his gaze becoming as cold and empty of emotion as a transparent flame! His hands grasped the Water Droplet Sword, its blade hanging low without warning, then slashing upwards in a reverse strike!

  "Water Separation Fire Heaven"

  Gigantic water palm shattered at the first moment.

  Wen Fei's face changed drastically! How is this possible? How can there still be a way out in the Water Dungeon?!

  He gritted his teeth and was about to change tactics, but in an instant, his face turned deathly pale. He was horrified to discover that he had completely lost control of the Water Prison!

  How is it possible!

  At this time, others also noticed the change in the air and couldn't help but lift their heads together!

  All I saw was a mass of water in the air suddenly collapsing inward, as if there was a bottomless pit inside the mass of water.

  As soon as Zuo Mo revealed his figure, everyone couldn't help but take a cold breath. In mid-air, the Water Prison had already disappeared, leaving only Zuo Mo's hands holding swords.

  Ming Dao and Tao Xuer's faces revealed an astonished expression, they couldn't help but stare at the sword in Zuo Mo's hand.

  A three-foot sword on his body, a blue flame over ten feet high, slowly burning. This blue flame was actually all composed of water, he had absorbed all of Wen Fei's Tianhe Prison, turning it into his own weapon!

  How can there be such an absurd thing in this world?

  Such a guy, how can he be just in the foundation period?

  Looking at Xiaoguo and Taoshu'er, Mingdao below, Zuomo suddenly understood what was going on, and a flash of anger appeared in his eyes.

  With both hands grasping the sword, it was raised high, and the water-shaped flames on the blade were like a giant flower, quietly blooming.

  "Get out!"

  A loud roar filled with anger, like a sudden clap of thunder on a clear day.

  With all the rage, all the will to fight, and all the spiritual energy, Zuo Mo's sword sliced down like a ray of light!

  A straight blue light streak suddenly appeared in the sky, dazzling and impossible to look at directly.

  The three people below changed their faces greatly, this guy has gone mad!

  His sword move actually enveloped all three of them at once!

  The three of them couldn't care about anything else at this moment and each took out their own hidden skills.

  A water curtain appeared around Wen Fei, thicker and more substantial than before. The spiritual armor on Tao Xuer's body surged with a brilliant peach-red light, and petals of peach blossoms fell around her, protecting her in the middle. Meanwhile, Ming Dao hastily pulled out a bronze bell, which inflated at the sight of the wind, completely enveloping him inside.

  At this moment, he was completely oblivious to everything else, his eyes only had the three people below, and he only did one thing, that was to urge on his spiritual power, crazily urging on his spiritual power!

  A cold and straight blue light descended from the sky, carrying a fierce and unmatched momentum, heavily smashing down on the three people.

  The sword's momentum, most often used for thrusting and slashing, with chopping used very rarely, and no one would ever think that a sword could be used to bludgeon. But Zuo Mo was using it to bludgeon, as if he wasn't wielding a flying sword, but rather a heavy hammer weighing a thousand jun!

  Boom!

  A blue light surged forward, engulfing the three people on the ground.

  After the deafening explosion, there was silence, a deathly silence.

  His left leg went soft under him and he sat down with a thud on the ground, panting desperately.

  "Leaving Water and Burning Heaven" is still too overbearing, for him now, after using it, he basically loses his combat power.

  But...

  He gritted his teeth and stood up from the dripping water sword, looking at the deep pit in front of him that exceeded thirty zhang, with only one word in his heart - refreshing!

  In the big pit, Wen Fei and three others were all stunned. Wen Fei's clothes were torn to shreds, Tao Jiu'er's spiritual armor was almost cracked, and Ming Dao's bronze bell was directly shattered into countless pieces.

  Zuo Mo was secretly amazed, this move "Heavenly Water Separation" could have such a terrifying power, and he had to thank Wen Fei's water prison. If there wasn't so much water, it would be impossible to achieve such a terrifying effect. Joking aside, having tens of thousands of kilograms of water suddenly smash down like that was also very frightening.

  The time to reap the fruits of victory has arrived, and Zuo Mo's spirit was instantly invigorated beyond compare. Completely disregarding any semblance of a master's demeanor, he was like a cat smelling fish, one foot deep and one foot shallow, as he hurriedly rushed towards the deep pit.

  Yan Mingzi and Hu Shan were shocked, and they actually forgot to stop him.

  You're really rich! Zuo Mo felt a deep sense of emotion in his heart, but he didn't show any courtesy with his actions.

  He peeled off the sky-blue ring from Wen Fei's hand. In fact, the best thing on his body was the Tianhe fan, but Zuo Mo's was a flying sword, and this Tianhe fan, although good, wasn't suitable for him to use. This ring was extraordinary in quality, absolutely a top-grade three-star item, able to enhance water control, but as for its specific effects, he would have to slowly explore them.

  She plucked a thousand-year-old peach wood hairpin from Tao Xuer's head, and on it were three arrays: "Expelling Evil", "Warming and Nourishing" and "Calming the Mind". What a great thing!

  Ming Dao's body, Zuo Mo unceremoniously removed the pair of boots from his opponent. Three-product Wind Boots, Zuo Mo was quite discerning, with the "Wind" and "Shift" formations engraved on them, extremely practical.

  "Awesome!" Yan Mingzi looked at the three things that Zuo Chao had picked out and couldn't help but take a cold breath, feeling both pain and admiration.

  Hu Shan was as calm as a clay sculpture, but when he suddenly saw Zuo Mo's greedy gaze like that of a wolf, he felt a chill run down his spine.

  He made up his mind and didn't want that jade pendant anymore!