"Yang Yibu, you admit it, obediently lift the confession, give me the things, I can swear never to hurt you, if you insist on not handing over the things, what hehe."

Xing Mantian's voice became more and more gloomy, and he threatened Yang Yibu in a hehe sneer.

"Xing Mantian, don't say that I don't have what you want, even if I do, I won't hand it over to you, you don't need to threaten me, if you want to fight, let's fight, don't say what is useless."

There was a hint of coldness on Yang Yibu's face, and he said to Xing Mantian expressionlessly.

"Yang Yibu, do you know how many torture methods I hold in Zixiao Palace? I caught you, I will make you worse than you, and you will definitely regret coming to this world when the time comes."

Xing Mantian threatened Yang Yibu on the one hand, and on the other hand, he released his powerful momentum, he wanted to use the threat and momentum to break Yang Yibu's psychological defense, so as to make Yang Yibu succumb.

"Xing Mantian, I don't care how many ways you torture people in Zixiao Palace, if you want to torture me, you have to catch me first, before you catch me, you are just taking advantage of your tongue."

Yang Yibu suppressed the anger in his heart, and he looked at Xing Mantian expressionlessly and said.

"Yang Yibu, you really don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, I admit that you are right, if you want to torture you, you must first catch you, otherwise everything is empty talk."

Xing Mantian took a step towards Yang Yibu, the momentum on his body had reached the extreme, and the tide-like momentum was under Xing Mantian's control, constantly pressing towards Yang Yibu.

Xing Mantian knew that his momentum oppression had no effect on Yang Yibu, but he still did it.

He wanted to disturb Yang Yibu's mind in this way, and then take advantage of the weakness to achieve the effect of surrendering without a fight.

"Xing Mantian, put away your useless means, your methods have no effect on me."

Faced with the step Xing Mantian took towards him, Yang Yibu did not retreat, nor did he show excitement or a frightened expression, he still said in a flat tone.

"Xing Mantian, this is to launch a spiritual attack on me" When Yang Yibu spoke to Xing Mantian, he thought in his heart at the same time.

Thinking that Xing Mantian was going to attack him with mental power, Yang Yibu's heart couldn't help but bloom with joy, this Xing Mantian was simply looking for death.

The last thing I am afraid of now is the attack of spiritual power, and my soul has already turned from virtual to real and has become an entity.

Not to mention that Xing Mantian, a monk at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, launched a spiritual attack on himself, even if a monk in the Mahayana period launched a spiritual attack on himself, he would be fine.

After Yang Yibu discovered Xing Mantian's mental power attack intent, a complete counterattack and killing plan was instantly formed in Yang Yibu's heart.

"Yang Yibu, don't care if my methods are useless or not, I'll ask you if you can hand over the things."

Xing Mantian approached Yang Yibu step by step with a monstrous momentum, Xing Mantian's calculation was very good, and he wanted Yang Yib to hold on to his momentum oppression.

As long as he took a small step back, when Yang Yibu took a small step back, it was the time when his mind was lost.

When he arrives, his spiritual power can take advantage of the void to defeat Yang Yibu's spiritual power and control Yang Yibu's mind.

As long as he controls Yang Yibu's mind, and is afraid that he will not be obedient, it will be easy for him to dissolve the relationship with the Dao Ancestor Robe when the time comes.

"Xing Mantian, I don't have what you said at all, if you want to fight, you will fight, why bother talking crookedly."

Yang Yibu raised his head with his chest straight, his eyes staring directly at Xing Mantian, and there was anger rising in his eyes.

Yang Yibu's upright body was oppressed by Xing Mantian's peak momentum, and he did not move at all, as if he had not been oppressed and affected in the slightest.

But if there is a careful person, if you look closely, you will find that Yang Yibu's body trembled very slightly, and his face was a little pale.

Of course, this kind of trembling and paleness is not something that ordinary people can see, but Xing Mantian is not an ordinary person, he is an old monk at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage.

Xing Mantian, of course, could see Yang Yibu's slight physical changes, and he was happy in his heart, Xing Mantian increased his pressure on Yang Yibu's momentum.

"Xing Mantian, I said a long time ago that your so-called momentum oppression has no effect on me at all, so you better put it away as soon as possible, so as not to add to the joke."

Yang Yibu said lightly to Xing Mantian, a trace of disdain flashed on his face.

"Yang Yibu, don't be holding on, if you know each other, you can hand over the things quickly."

Xing Mantian didn't want to oppress Yang Yibu with momentum for the first time, and when he saw that it was useless, he withdrew his momentum oppression, and now he is determined to win.

He must make Yang Yib unable to support it, so that he can have a chance to control Yang Yib, and he has already discovered the changes in Yang Yib's body and complexion.

Xing Mantian thought that his momentum was about to crush Yang Yibu, and as long as he worked harder, Yang Yibu would definitely not be able to support it.

Therefore, Xing Mantian scoffed at Yang Yibu's words, he still continued to improve his momentum, and while improving his momentum, he suddenly took another step forward.

The powerful momentum slapped towards Yang Yiren like a wave, and under the pressure of Xing Mantian's strong momentum, Yang Yibu's clothes were like hunting in the wind.

At the same time as the clothes were hunting, Yang Yibu's long hair flew backwards under this strong tide-like momentum.

Set off Yang Yibu like a fairy, under such a powerful momentum, Yang Yibu still stood out of thin air, and his upright body did not move at all.

"Xing Mantian, I~ advise you not to waste your efforts, I have already said that your momentum ~ oppression, like pediatrics, has no effect on me."

Yang Yibu was still full of energy, but between speaking, inadvertently, his words paused twice.

If you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it, because the pause in Yang Yibu's words is extremely short, so short that it is negligible.

But what kind of person is Xing Mantian, he is the hall master of Zixiao Palace, and he naturally has a set of skills to observe his face and appearance, plus he is a veteran Yuan Infant Stage ninth-level peak monk, even if Yang Yibu has subtle changes in his body and speech, he can't escape his eyes and ears.

"Yang Yibu, I think you are holding on, I'll just say, you are a small monk in the middle of the sixth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, even if your combat power is against the sky, you can't surpass me in terms of momentum."

While constantly increasing the oppression, Xing Mantian is also constantly using words to attack Yang Yibu.

Under the pressure of strong momentum, combined with the blow of language, in some cases, it can also have the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.

For example, Yang Yibu is about to be unable to withstand the oppression of his momentum, and he is using words to hit his confidence, which will definitely be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort, which is also a fighting art.

"Xing Mantian, do you see that I seem to be holding on? I advise you to withdraw~ return to your useless momentum, let the horse go~ come, let's have a big fight."

Yang Yibu's body shook again with an extremely weak amplitude, and while his body trembled, his words couldn't help but pause twice.

These two words paused a little longer than the last time, and this time even a person who had not cultivated could hear it.

"Yang Yibu, whether you hold on or not, you clearly understand in your heart, it's useless for me to say more, you don't keep saying that you want to fight with me, okay, as long as you can really support my momentum oppression, I will have a happy battle with you as you wish."

Where would Xing Mantian let go of the opportunity to hit Yang Yibu, he said to Yang Yibu with a sneer on his face.

At this time, Xing Mantian, who was ridiculing Yang Yibu, could be said to be happy in his heart, and even those who had not cultivated could hear the pause in Yang Yibu's words.

What's more, it was him, a monk at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, and the several stops in Yang Yibu's words, this was not a pause in the ordinary sense, he was a pause that he couldn't bear the oppression of his momentum.

"Xing Mantian, where do you see that I, Yang Yibu, am holding up, you are just fucking nonsense, do you think I am like a hard brace."

Yang Yibu tried his best to straighten his waist, making his appearance look light, as if he could ignore Xing Mantian's momentum oppression.

Yang Yibu's action of raising his waist this time was very large, and it seemed very explicit, and Xing Mantian, as a clear-eyed person, completely took all this into his eyes.

"Yang Yibu, it doesn't matter if you admit it or not, whether you are hard or not, it won't take long to see it, you are ready to accept my storm."

Xing Mantian said with his disdainful eyes, with sarcastic words.

As soon as the words fell, Xing Mantian stepped forward in the next step, and all the boundless momentum in his body poured towards Yang Yibu.

"Xing ~ full of sky, can you still ~ increase it, you~what kind of so-called momentum~? If not~ can, you can't ~ can't help me."

Yang Yibu's body couldn't help shaking under the overwhelming momentum of Xing Mantian, and the color of Cangzi climbed onto Yang Yibu's face, and he said with some difficulty.

Under the pressure of Xing Mantian's growing strength and continuous momentum, Yang Yibu seemed a little unable to support it, and he began to stammer even when he spoke.

"Yang Yibu, up to now, can you still say that you are not holding on? Oh, I know, you are a duck dead, but the beak shell is hard, I want to see if you can hold it out, and how long can you hold it."

A bright smile appeared on Xing Mantian's face, and Xing Mantian had a hunch that Yang Yibu couldn't hold it anymore.

Xing Mantian believed that as long as he was increasing the strength of his momentum and oppression a little, it would be impossible for Yang Yibu to hold on.

The balance of victory is tilting in his favor Xing Mantian, as long as Yang Yibu can't withstand the last pressure of his momentum, and retreats a little, he will win.