Murong Fu frowned slightly and said calmly, "Whether I can restrain you or not, the scenery here is beautiful and suitable for burying you."
The Imam was not angry and counterattacked with a smile, "Maybe I'll bury you."
Seeing how calm he was, Murong Fu felt unsure. Could it be that the opponent's move just didn't work because of other reasons, or was he just pretending and deliberately deceiving himself into the middle of the lake?
The imam seemed to understand what he was thinking. He stretched out his hand and the holy fire in his palm danced slightly. He smiled and said, "Let you see the true power of the holy fire."
After saying this, he turned his hand and the flame fell vertically. With a pop, the flame fell on the lake like it fell on oil, spreading around like a prairie fire.
Murong Fu was horrified, and it was too late to retreat, so he had to use the small Kasyapa air mask to isolate the flames.
The imam's face was indescribably proud, "Hahaha, you have fallen into the trap. The holy fire is not fire, so it cannot be extinguished by ordinary water. On the contrary, when ordinary water meets the holy fire, it can increase the power of the holy fire. Hahaha, Murong
Fu, you are dead today!"
Murong Fu was stunned when he heard this, "How is this possible?"
The Imam pointed around and said, "If you don't believe it, see for yourself."
After a short time, the fire had spread to a width of more than ten feet, and the entire center of the lake had turned into a sea of fire. The surrounding water vapor was hazy, but the fire became more and more fierce.
Murong Fu was completely stunned. Could this be the three-flavored true fire in myths and legends? Only the pure water of Guanyin Bodhisattva can extinguish it?
In the midst of his thoughts, the Imam waved his hand, and the flames around Murong Fu suddenly shot up to a height of ten feet, forming a larger fire shield outside the small Kasyapa Zhenqi shield. Apparently, he wanted to completely cut off Murong Fu's escape space.
Of course, at this moment Murong Fu was more surprised and stunned than panicked. He stood on the lake in a daze, but in his mind he recalled the principles of water decomposition in the chemistry class in his previous life. Theoretically speaking, water can indeed burn.
It just requires extremely high temperatures to do it, and the hydrogen decomposed after combustion can burn again. It makes sense to superimpose the two to make the fire more intense.
But the problem is that when he came into contact with the holy fire, he didn't feel that the temperature was high enough to burn water. What's more, this is obviously a martial arts world. Can scientific principles really explain it?
With endless thoughts in his mind, Murong Fu still couldn't figure out the reason, and he didn't know whether to believe in myths or science...
The temperature in the air was getting higher and higher. Under the control of the imam, the fire had narrowed to a radius of three feet around Murong Fu, and his face was glowing red. It was not clear whether it was due to the extreme use of his skill or to the reason of being too excited.
Seeing that the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable, Murong Fu temporarily put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, his hands quickly changed, and a sword intent rose into the sky, vibrating in the void of time, dragons roared and tigers roared, and cut a hole in the flames above.
The Imam was shocked and staggered back two steps, "How is this possible..."
Murong Fu touched the water with his toes, and suddenly jumped up, rushing out of the flames in an instant. When he jumped to a height of five or six feet, he looked down at the lake below, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind. No matter how powerful the holy fire was, it was only
It's just a little bit, but the water is endless. Could it be possible to burn the entire lake dry in an instant? This is not oil after all!
Just as he thought of it, he threw the Scarlet Sky Sword casually. The Scarlet Sky Sword spun around and flew to his feet automatically. After standing firm, he opened his hands and a mysterious wave came out from his body.
Seeing this situation, the Imam's heart suddenly suddenly jumped, "Murong Fu, what do you want to do?"
Murong Fu raised his eyelids slightly, "I always firmly believe that water can overcome fire!"
As soon as the voice fell, the entire lake began to churn. There was a loud crash, and a wave of water rolled back, rolling bigger and bigger. In an instant, it was a stormy sea. At this moment, it was like the earth was turned upside down, a tsunami and a landslide.
The Imam changed slightly, "This is... a great shift of the universe!"
"Haha, I might as well tell you that there are also changes in the fate of my Murong family!" Murong Fu said lightly, his hands kept moving, and the water waves below had already surrounded the Imam and his flames. Although those blue flames were still
It's burning violently, but it can't compare to the turbulence of the water.
The expression on the Imam's face changed several times, and finally he felt that his life was more important than his face. He stretched out his hand, and the flame shrank sharply, and returned to his hand in an instant. Then the fire on his body flashed, turning into a ball of flame and rising from the ground.
The water wave enveloped the area from above.
"Isn't your holy fire awesome? Why are you running away..." Murong Fu smiled mockingly, and when he put his hands together, the water waves on all sides immediately merged together and sealed the opening.
However, his ability to carry such a large wave of water out of thin air is already the limit. It is obviously unrealistic to try to control the Imam. At most, it will only make him embarrassed.
The water waves fell with a gentle rumble, and the lake surface gradually returned to calm. The Imam floated in the water like a drowned rat.
Murong Fu returned to the lake with his sword, looked up to the sky and laughed, "The so-called great elder of Mingjiao is nothing more than that."
The Imam looked a little angry, and with a splash, he jumped up from the water and stood on the water again, "Don't let the villain succeed, we haven't decided the winner yet."
"No," Murong Fu slowly stretched out a finger, pointing outwards, and shook it slightly, "The winner has been decided."
"What?" The Imam was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Although I am embarrassed, I am not hurt at all. I don't understand what you are saying."
"You will understand soon!" Murong Fu smiled, and suddenly his body shook. True energy surged out wildly, and there was a series of explosions, and the water surface that had just returned to calm once again rolled up into huge waves.
Murong Fu folded his hands up and down, with his palms separated by about a foot, and countless water vapors rushed in. In the blink of an eye, thin ice flakes condensed on his chest. Some of these ice flakes were cyan, some were red, and some were green and red, but in the end they all
Slowly turned into cyan.
If there are people from Xiaoyao Sect or Lingjiu Palace here, they will recognize that this is Tianshan Tonglao's unique student death talisman.
The symbol of life and death is said to be the best hidden weapon in the world. In fact, it is not that easy to use in actual combat. At least Murong Fu has almost never used it in actual combat. The reason is very simple. Refining the symbol of life and death requires water, and he did not carry a water bag with him.
He had no habit of playing with saliva, but it was different now. There were plenty of materials in the lake, and with his now unparalleled skills, it was easy to refine hundreds of life and death talismans in an instant.
Imam did not recognize the martial arts of the Talisman of Life and Death, but no matter what the opponent did, he could not sit still and wait for death. He immediately charged up his palms and condensed two fireballs.
Almost at the same time, Murong Fu shouted, "Go!"
At the same time, dozens of light cyan ice flakes shot out.
The Imam took a closer look and found that they were just very thin ice flakes, but he was not careless and immediately dispersed the fireball in his palm, covering his whole body with flames.
The ice flakes arrived in an instant, making a quick chissing sound, and all the ice flakes immediately turned into nothing the moment they touched the flames. At this point, the Imam was completely relieved. He thought it was some amazing skill, but he did not expect to be so vulnerable.
But at this moment, a cold wind rushed towards him. When he looked up, he saw countless ice flakes shooting towards him. There were no less than hundreds or thousands of ice flakes densely packed in them. The one that made his scalp numb was still behind.