Mo Yufei said so calmly that Huang Xiangzu couldn't cry or laugh a little, and continued: "Could it be that you still have any magic weapons!" But as far as I know, the old man's golden fan of the plantain and the heavenly pestle of the Heavenly Martial Ancestor have been completely absorbed by your divine sense, and the divine consciousness power on these spiritual weapons has been completely absorbed by your divine sense, and those two weapons are really no different from broken copper and iron, so what magic weapons can you have!"

"Of course my uncle has a magic weapon. As he spoke, a little turtle walked over with a dignified twist, looking very old-fashioned. If you taste it carefully, you will find that this appearance is very funny. But the turtle didn't feel it at all, on the contrary, he was very serious, he didn't pretend it on purpose, but in nature, it achieved a funny effect.

This is exactly the turtle fairy. He solemnly took out the purple gold wooden fish from his arms. Then he wanted to give this wooden fish to Mo Yufei very seriously.

However, Gui Xian'er found that her uncle's palms and Huang Xiangzu's palms were docked together, and her uncle was in a cold sweat, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood. My body began to feel shaky.

Gui Xian'er hurriedly woke up: "Since my uncle is at the critical moment of promotion and breakthrough, he just wants to emulate the invincible practice of Jin Guan back then, and he also wants to have a good story of being promoted to three levels in a row." This is very good, I'm here to protect my uncle. As she spoke, Gui Xian'er didn't say anything else, but directly jumped onto Mo Yufei's left shoulder, unfolded the wooden fish, and tapped the wooden fish.

This process is smooth, natural and intimate, just like eating and dressing freely.

Huang Xiangzu and Mo Yufei palmed each other, he wanted to completely suppress Mo Yufei through his powerful cultivation foundation, the essence of his cultivation in the past forty-three years. However, in this way, not only Mo Yufei, but even himself, could not easily withdraw his palms.

Originally, Huang Xiangzu felt that Mo Yufei couldn't hold on for ten breaths, but as a result, Bai Xiaoqi and Ning Ning intervened, and this episode cracked Mo Yufei's fatal injury. Let Mo Yu Fei spurt out a mouthful of blood. But he still stands. Particularly strong.

But Huang Xiangzu understood that Mo Yufei was holding on. He would never be able to force himself through twenty breaths, or at most thirty breaths.

It's like a person holding a 300-pound stone high in both hands, no matter how strong he is, but it is impossible to hold it like this all the time. This truth can also be compared to the current Mo Yufei.

The pressure of Huang Xiangzu's palms was like Mo Yufei's hands supporting a huge mountain-heavy stone that was enough to make him vomit blood and fall to the ground, and even die quickly. Such a heavy feeling, how can it be 300 catties, or 3,000 catties.

At least more than 30,000 catties of heaviness, and in the process of the Yellow Elephant Ancestor releasing the cultivation energy, this kind of coercion and heaviness from his palms had already made Mo Yufei feel the threat of life and the danger of death.

"I've been holding out for twenty breaths. Speaking of this, Mo Yufei barely smiled, and he uncontrollably squirted out a hot blood again!

Huang Xiangzu felt a little embarrassed. When Mo Yufei vomited blood, he originally wanted to reach Xiuwei to hurt the Yellow Elephant Ancestor. However, his injuries and suppression were too heavy, so even if he squirted blood twice, it only formed a column of blood. It doesn't produce much attack.

Naturally, it would only stain the placket of the Yellow Elephant Ancestor, and the Yellow Elephant Ancestor smiled awkwardly, but he was still very serious, he looked at the Martial Illusion Sect Master outside the light curtain, as well as the many Sect Masters behind the Martial Illusion Sect Master.

Everything was surprisingly calm.

The Martial Illusion Sect Master was calm.

Nether is calm.

Old man Basho is calm!

Your queen is calm.

Li Xinghui was also calm. The five brothers of the Martial Fantasy Five Elements Sect are still very silent.

As for the disciples under those sects, they can only be described as following the crowd.

Of course, in the kiwi forest more than a hundred zhang away, the mysterious old man had stopped chewing and tasting the kiwi. Just quietly looked at the half-eaten kiwi. At the same time, he was also watching every move inside and outside the light curtain not far away. He found that the Martial Illusion Sect Master did not move and was very calm, which proved that Mo Yufei was fine.

If there is nothing to do, why bother to make trouble again!

In that case, let's wait!

Huang Xiangzu quietly looked at Mo Yufei, who had already held on to his life for twenty breaths under the docking of his deadly palms, and felt that the young man in front of him was simply a madman, a high-profile madman who had never been killed.

"You really don't want to die! You must not be able to hold out for thirty breaths! It's better to fall down directly! If you spit out one more mouthful of blood, I will feel distressed, because he is going to take away your divine sense, and even drink your blood, so that he may have a greater certainty of seizing your golden official invincible inheritance qualification!" Huang Xiangzu said with some comfort.

"I said, if you can't kill me, I'm going to be promoted. Even if I will continue to vomit blood!" Speaking of this, Mo Yufei burst out, and another mouthful of blood spilled out, this time it was not a pillar of blood, because he seemed to be so weak that he didn't even have the power to open his mouth and spray the pillar of blood.

Then, Mo Yufei froze and calmed down, his body trembled a few times, and then he continued to grit his teeth and said, "Look, how is it." Thirty breaths are here again. I'm not dead! I'm not good!"

"Hell yes. It's really a terrible Mo Yufei. What a young man who practices himself and doesn't know how to cherish life, you know that you are actually half dead now. You are extremely weak at the moment, why do you insist on it! This will only make your death worse, why don't you obediently hand over your divine consciousness, automatically melt into my divine consciousness, and then dedicate your blood to achieve your idol, so that your hungry idol has this inheritance qualification! Could it be that let me have it, I don't have to be much stronger in the Martial Illusion Sect, at the very least, I will be a good person in the Martial Fantasy World after I have the Jinguan Invincible Inheritance Qualification!"

"You're not a good person, please don't talk about it, and please don't put gold on your face again, and please don't say that you're my idol anymore. Actually, you're not my idol anymore, that was before, but not anymore. You're really not my idol, you're not a good person in the martial arts world, you're not kind anymore. Your murderous intent is too heavy, you are still too early to kill with one blow! You are really cruel, and you are also very boring and greedy, don't you think? By the way, I forgot to tell you, it's already forty breaths, and I'm fine!" As he spoke, Mo Yufei couldn't help but open his mouth again, and a mouthful of blood bigger than before spurted out.