Almost without warning, the sword carrying it on his shoulders as wide as a chopping board suddenly lifted up, so fast that everyone couldn't see clearly.
But Yan Yan saw it clearly.
She saw that the perverted sword was like Bi Cheng's kitchen knife, and the usage was not fancy or graceful. It looked at Rong Mochou's head like a kitchen knife slapped the garlic and slapped it.
Yan Yan suddenly stared at him.
There was an excitement in her eyes.
Feng Xiaoyao's fighting style is not reliable at all with his name, but it looks very pleasant.
Yan Yan likes this style.
Of course, Rong Mochou would not wait for his head to be patted into garlic paste. He had already jumped up before the sharp sword energy of the sword fell.
The wrist flipped and the palm print flew, and the space in front of Rong Mochou was twisted for a moment.
Then everyone saw countless blue and blue air flows appearing out of thin air around Feng Xiaoyao, to be precise, water flow.
These are water vapor that is quickly gathered from the void with spiritual energy.
Rong Mochou is the root of water spirit.
The subtle flow of water is like the silk threads spit out by silver silkworms. When shining by the sun, it turns into countless bright lights, just like a castle in the air made of silk threads appeared out of thin air.
Those sky towers built of silk threads imprison Feng Xiaoyao in it, and it looks like Feng Xiaoyao is in a crystal clear crystal house, with a dreamy beauty.
But seeing this scene, Agui, Yueya and others immediately changed their faces.
"The Realm of Water!"
Agui blurted out: "Rong Mochou is so cruel. He is a killer move when he takes action!"
Yan Yan didn't understand the magic of Shui Ling Root and couldn't help frowning.
Shen Yuyun explained to her: "The realm of water is a dilemma, and it is a high-level magic technique that can only be practiced in the realm of transforming the gods. Basically, cultivators trapped in the realm of water cannot escape."
"If you break through hard, you will be cut into debris by the water lines. Even if you stay inside, you will eventually be transformed into powder by the confined water realm."
It means that you will die no matter how you move.
Agui stretched out his hand, and his three-foot Qingfeng sword slowly appeared in his palm.
Agui planned to help Feng Xiaoyao get out of trouble.
Mr. Yumei's spiritual thoughts were circulating, and the barrier that enveloped everyone's heads was visible to the naked eye and condensed a little more.
Yueya's wrist flipped, and her Yuebai sword also appeared in her palm, but she didn't move, but just stood up to protect Yu Xinzhu, Yan Yan and others.
A Gui's sword intent was flowing around his body, and he was about to jump up when a long cry suddenly came from his head.
The sound is very special, like the chirping of some kind of bird, but it is extremely high-pitched and clear, and ancient.
Everyone looked up in surprise and saw a golden red flame suddenly rising from the crystal glass house in the sky.
A phoenix raised its proud head and made a long and loud sound to the distant sky, flapping its wings and rolling up the fiery flames.
In the stunning eyes of everyone, the fire phoenix took off towards the sky. The water lines wrapped around Feng Xiaoyao were steamed into snow-white clouds by the scorching phoenix flames, and slowly flew towards the distant sky.
Even Yueya and Agui were completely amazed by the fire phoenix flying out of Feng Xiaoyao's body just now.
Of course they knew that it was not a real phoenix.
That was when Feng Xiaoyao visualized the real phoenix ashes, bound that scene with his own spiritual consciousness, used the fire attribute divine power born with the phoenix divine bird to enhance his spiritual perception, and finally condensed that scene into
Your own magic.
The phoenix is a sacred bird that lives in the south and does not exist on the Eastern continent.
The Phoenix Fire Ashes technique that Feng Xiaoyao just used was complete and clear. It was obvious that he had watched the entire process of the Phoenix Fire ashes with his own eyes.
It turned out that he had disappeared for so many years, and had gone to the southern continent and encountered such a rare miracle as if he was reborn from the ashes of a phoenix.
Or maybe he made a special trip to travel to find such opportunities in order to improve his practice.
In any case, this is an extremely dangerous way of practice.
The phoenix ashes ashes is the way the phoenix divine bird is reborn, and it is the last struggle and transformation of the phoenix divine bird before its death, because not every phoenix divine bird can be reborn smoothly after its ashes ashes.
In fact, most phoenixes are heroic rituals to die in the fire, and there are very few phoenixes who can truly survive from the fire.
Such an opportunity can be said to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity like Feng Xiaoyao who can meet a phoenix that is reborn from the fire, and can also see a lucky reborn phoenix.
Feng Xiaoyao's luck is really not very good.
However, although such a great opportunity is rare, it is also extremely dangerous.
Because although the Phoenix is the most vulnerable stage before death, it is also the strongest attack power and the most irritable temper.
Related to life and death, the phoenix felt a slight strange breath before and after rebirth, which would attract the most fierce attack from the divine bird.
The voyeuristic phoenix bird is reborn in the fire, and once discovered by the phoenix, it is almost impossible to escape death.
Therefore, Feng Xiaoyao's behavior is almost equivalent to having sex.
However, judging from the results in front of us, this guy obviously succeeded.
Rong Mochou was also shocked.
He didn't expect that the peak magic of the water spirit root transformation realm he used was so easy to crack the water realm by Feng Xiaoyao.
And this guy directly evaporated his water spirit qi!
Rong Mochou narrowed his eyes and stared at Feng Xiaoyao without blinking.
Feng Xiaoyao stepped on the wide scabbard, holding his wide sword with a long span in his arms, and looked at Rong Mochou on the Taoist altar without any pressure:
"Senior Brother, you actually know in your heart that even if you want to hide those things, you won't be able to hide them for long."
While talking, Feng Xiaoyao looked at Rong Mochou's body, and a little regret appeared in his beautiful eyes:
"I originally thought you were not that level yet. When we met today, it turned out that your situation was worse than I expected. Even if you were reluctant, your body might not last long..."
"Feng Xiaoyao! Don't bewitch people here! You are clearly jealous!"
"If you try to seize the position of future island masters, you will try every means to slander my reputation. The drama you directed and acted on was so exciting!"
"Feng Xiaoyao, in front of the cultivators all over the world, I dare to ask you, where are you here in the past years?"
"You have never asked about anything about the sect. You never ignore the rise and fall of the sect. Why do you serve as the head of my Tianbei Island?"
Rong Mochou's words were mixed with spiritual energy, and when they were said, they resounded clearly throughout the Taoist altar. It was like a drop of water throwing into boiling oil among the crowd, and it exploded immediately.
Everyone thought that the dangerous scene just now was Rong Mochou was forced to death, and in order to save face, he planned to kill all the ready-made monks today to silence them.
It was Feng Xiaoyao's timely appearance that saved everyone from the crisis.
Just as everyone was grateful to Feng Xiaoyao and had not calmed down his excitement, his mood was once again stirred up huge waves by Rong Mo.
The creator of the big killing just now was Feng Xiaoyao?