The molten iron from all around silently poured into the sword pool. There was no trace of Liu Feng on the ground. The sword pool was as calm as if nothing had happened.
I saw a young fire phoenix flapping its wings above the sword pond, as if it was looking for something.
Mo Zhe frowned and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Is that a fire phoenix? Am I seeing things?"
"Perhaps it would be more effective to let the Fire Phoenix sacrifice my sword!"
As soon as Mo Zhe finished speaking, the molten iron in the sword pool surged again. With a puff, the egg hovering above the sword pool was sucked into the sword pool.
Mo Zhe nodded with satisfaction and suddenly spread out his hands. The molten iron in the sword pool splashed up several feet high at the same time. After a moment, the molten iron fell silently. When the molten iron splashed up again, the clusters of molten iron had the shape of swords. After the molten iron splashed up and down repeatedly, what splashed up and fell was no longer molten iron, but crystal clear long swords.
Soon the entire sword pool was lined with long swords emitting heat.
Mozhe is also full of expectations for the freshly-made swords in the sword pool. At least there is a chance to find the perfect sword.
"Strange, how come there is no trace of Liu Feng after he was sucked into the sword pool? I should at least see the royal artifact on him!" Staring at the many sword masters in the sword pool, they frowned again.
"Did he escape?" Mo Zhe shook his head. If he could escape like this, then perhaps the sow could really climb a tree.
"Of course I won't run away. I still want to see how you look when you're lost!" Liu Feng's voice suddenly came from the sword pool. Turning around, he saw Liu Feng leaning leisurely against the wall of the sword pool, still stroking the fiery red feathers of Dandan in his hand. The hot molten iron just now had no effect on him at all, not even on Dandan in Liu Feng's hand.
"How, how is this possible?" Mo Zhe stepped back in fear.
Liu Feng suddenly jumped up and came to Mo Zhe. He let go of the egg in his hand and watched it fly into the sky. After a long time, he turned to Mo Zhe and said, "Do you want to know why I didn't die?"
Mo Zhe shook his head repeatedly and said, "Impossible, this absolutely cannot happen. Why is this happening?"
"But the fact has already happened, hasn't it?" Liu Feng looked at the magic ring in his hand and said lightly: "My ring is not perfect, and it even has many shortcomings. It is not beautiful or practical, and I don't even know how much is inside it. But when I was about to die just now, it became my umbrella of protection and gave me a barrier to block the heat wave of molten iron."
Mozhe frowned and said, "What do you want to say?"
Liu Feng laughed and said, "I just want to show that you are stupid!"
"How dare you say I'm stupid?" Anger flashed across Mozhe's face.
"Even Sister Yang Jiu couldn't kill me, do you think you can kill me? If you're not stupid, what are you?"
"Okay, my Ten Thousand Swords Matrix doesn't seem to have taught you a lesson, so how about we try again?" As Mo Zhe spoke, he spread out his hands again. There was another commotion all around, and all the swords in the entire sword forest seemed to tremble. Buzzing sounds were heard, and Liu Feng also felt an inexplicable uneasiness.
"Damn, it's that annoying sword rain again!" Liu Feng felt a little creepy when he thought of the endless flying swords, because he had not yet come up with a better way to deal with it.
(End of this chapter)