The sound of the Mingxiu Lake became increasingly louder, and explosive power spread across the lake. From time to time, the long roar of Longcheng and Zhuo Mufeng's thunderous roar attracted the people of the aristocratic families and sects by the lake to listen in an attempt to grasp the battle situation in advance.

At this time, the group of warriors with innate cultivation above the lakeside suddenly felt an extremely sharp aura flashing away. Then, the lake battlefield hidden in the fog, no movement came out.

Meng Zhao's brows moved, his thoughts were as deep as an abyss. He didn't know what he thought of, his expression was quiet, he looked at Liang Muqiu beside him, and asked with the method of transmitting the sound.

"Mu Qiu, can you sense the ray of energy just now? What is the origin of it?

If Meng Zhao expected it was right, it should be the unique skill of Dragon City to kill many innate warriors. The Green Dragon in the sleeve is said to be a supreme sword move. The sword comes out of the Azure Dragon and slashes without regrets. This is a must-have skill. Anyone who sees this move has died, so no one has truly understood the essence of this move.

Now, there is a heavy fog surging on Mingxiu Lake, making your eyesight difficult to reach, and you can't see the key points.

However, Meng Zhao always felt that it was not that simple, because he was born in the soul and soul of two lifetimes, and had a purple-yuan dragon body. His foundation was so strong that he was unparalleled in the world. His spiritual sense was also transcendent. He was wary of the tricks that seemed to be a sword-like sword light. It seemed that this move had a strong restraint on him.

I don’t know if it was too powerful or that move, which hindered him. In short, the feeling brought was very uncomfortable, which made Meng Zhao think.

Either, find out the source and mystery of this move, and it will be resolved in this way. Or, kill the person who made this move as soon as possible, otherwise he would always feel that there was a knife on his neck, which made him very uncomfortable.

Liang Muqiu's cultivation level was already behind Meng Zhao at this time, but when he entered the innate realm, he was far above Meng Zhao, and had a rich experience. In addition, the body of the Ice Lotus also had a magical power of the Xuanbing Mirror Heart, which reflected the origin of martial arts.

After hesitating for a moment, Liang Muqiu said a little uncertain,

"It seems like a sword technique, but the intention of the sword is a bit strange. It seems that this sword is alive and can absorb the vitality of the person being slashed and enhance its power. It is said that it is the blue dragon in the sleeve, but it is more like a dragon-slaying sword."

Meng Zhao's purple eyes flashed, and his fingers clamped the Buddhist beads with a clatter, almost crushing the extremely precious jade beads. Fortunately, they quickly returned to normal, restrained their strength and their own strangeness, and thought silently,

"Dragon-slaying sword, yes, if it is really a dragon-slaying technique, then I am carrying the Ziyuan Dragon Body, like a real dragon, but no real dragon dominates the world. The great power of the four seas is invincible, and the luck is in conflict. Under the collision, this Dragon-slaying sword technique will restrain me, which is easy."

Of course, the threat is just a threat. With the armor of Canglong, the mere Dragon Sword Technique will have no effect on him.

If the powerful gods and demons use this sword, even Canglong can be killed. However, Meng Zhao, Longcheng, does not think that the other party has the strength to threaten him, even if he may be of some kind of special physique.

On the other side, as the fierce battle ended, the power of the Phoenix Wing Ding burning the sky and boiling the sea was uncontrollable, and gradually dissipated, and the fog gradually disappeared. Finally, the spectators on the shore clearly saw the situation on the field.

Longcheng is still elegant and extraordinary, with a refined and clear temperament, but at this time, he was holding a bloody head in one hand and a golden phoenix wings in the other hand, which added a bit of fierce and domineering aura.

The outcome has been decided.

Moreover, on the originally clear lake surface, there was gurgling blood gushing out from bottom to top. It was Zhuo Mufeng's body falling from his head to the bottom of the lake, and the blood gushed red.

Seeing this, many young men and women who worship Longcheng, or those who have old grudges towards the Zhuo family, yelled excitedly to vent their excitement.

The Zhuo family and the families, sects and gangs close to the Zhuo family were all silent.

Some Zhuo family, who had a good relationship with Zhuo Mufeng, saw their relatives' bloody heads, like garbage, being pulled in by Longcheng casually in their hands. They burst into anger and wanted to swarm immediately and tear him to pieces.

Of course, this idea is impossible to achieve. Not only did the people present not allow it, but the elders of the Zhuo family would not agree to do so.

Although the Zhuo family is not a noble family like the Meng family, they also have the courage of a large clan, and can afford to win or lose.

If you are like a shrew on the street, you will be happy if you win and don’t admit your debt if you lose, wouldn’t it be ridiculous?

For those who claim to be a big player, this is never allowed. Even if the younger generation below does anything extraordinary, without the need for outsiders to educate, their elders can repair it, so that the family will not be shamed.

Longcheng calmed down the turbulent true energy, and his face regained a faint smile. He stepped on his feet, like a swallow picking up water, drawing out transparent ripples, stepping on the lake water that gradually became clear from blood red, and suddenly came to the shore.

Come to the consul of the Zhuo family, Longcheng threw the two objects in his hand, Zhuo Mufeng's head, and the earth-level divine weapon, phoenix wings, behind the man, and clasped his fists,

"Brother Zhuo is very skilled in martial arts and holds a magic weapon. He can't keep it. Please forgive me."

Normally, after the duel, the objects on the opponent can be used as spoils.

However, as long as you are not a fool, you know that the value of Phoenix Flying Ding is incalculable. It would be fine if you kill Zhuo Mufeng in the Dragon City competition. If you raise your covetous desire for Phoenix Flying Ding, you will really not know how to advance and retreat, and you will have the right to die.

No matter how powerful Longcheng is, it is just a lonely person. It is difficult to resist the power of a clan.

The leader of the Zhuo family is a middle-aged man of 34 or 35 years old. He has fine skin and tender flesh and excellent maintenance. He is also one of the witnesses of life and death before.

Hearing this, he turned his head and signaled the child to put away the things, especially the phoenix wings, and he would never allow any mistakes. Then he said with a smile without a smile.

"Young Master Long, you are so polite. Your magical power is so great that this child Mu Feng is overestimating his own abilities."

Even if Longcheng held back, Zhuo Mufeng had no chance of survival. Because of the signing of a life-and-death letter, under the witness of so many people, the Zhuo family would not allow him to live a life-and-death life.

The Ding family came behind Longcheng at this time, as if supporting him. Many bystanders, or those who were sober in their hearts, could vaguely feel that the Zhuo family and the Ding family were in a tit-for-tat way.

At this time, the two old men in silver shirts who were witnesses before also walked out at the right time and came to the middle of the two houses, said something, and received a satisfactory reply, and then announced loudly,

"In this life-and-death battle, Longcheng won, Zhuo Mufeng was defeated and died.

The loser cannot use this as an excuse to provoke trouble. If there is any violation, all families will fight it together!"

This sound came to an end to this farce.

Yes, in Meng Zhao's opinion, it is purely a farce.
Chapter completed!