Mo Yufei only felt a chill on the back of his neck, and it was too late to break free from Mo Xiaofeng's hand. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What do you want?" Mo Yufei asked, pretending to be calm and glaring at the other party. A heart still can't help but beat.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you so easily, it's too cheap to do this, I'll let you jump on the high platform and fight with that old man Li, let him humiliate you first, if you are killed by him, I will take your body to see my sister." If you are defeated, I will clean you up again, you know?" the vicious Demon Xiaofeng smiled lightly and groaned.

Mo Yufei was already feeling bad. Before he had time to struggle and resist, Mo Xiaofeng had already used his great martial power, pinched Mo Yufei's neck with his hand, lifted Mo Yufei alive, and immediately lifted Mo Yufei to the high platform. Then Mo Yufei stood straight opposite the old man Li on the high platform.

Mo Yufei was defenseless, and while scolding Demon Xiaofeng in his heart, he had to accept all this helplessly and silently!

Fortunately, he will do what he wants, his face is calm, and he does not look like he was forced to come to power at all.

But fortunately, he was very calm, and during the process of him being forcibly jumped onto the high platform, everyone in the audience was cheering and talking for Old Man Li, and they didn't notice Mo Yufei. Even a few people who were very close to Mo Yufei didn't look carefully. Also when he came to power voluntarily.

When Mo Yufei stood firm and squinted at the demon Xiaofeng who had a vicious smile on his face, although he ignored it on the surface, his teeth were gnashing angrily in his heart!

"If I step down like this, I will be too spineless. If you fight with Old Man Li, no matter whether you win or lose, it is better than stepping down!" Mo Yufei thought of this, his tense face immediately stretched, and he barely squeezed out a smile. He usually does this, and when he is in danger and desperate, he will smile with him.

"Report your name!" the old man asked as usual, his eyes blazing.

"The surname is Li Mingyang. A native of Donghuai Town, Wugui New District. Mo Yufei responded without thinking. This is something he has already thought of. Of course, he doesn't give his real name. Because he is familiar with the martial ghost new area, he said so.

"No wonder, I don't think you look like I'm from the Fog Zone. If you lie, you can't hide it from me!" The old man looked coldly, although he still didn't believe Mo Yufei's words, but he knew that there was indeed a Donghuai District in the Wugui New District, and he couldn't expose it for a while.

After a moment of silence, the old man said again: "Our Heavenly Witch Tablet Contest is a competition regardless of level or region. There is no comparison of the utensils. If you can win, you will win the championship. Since this little brother in the Martial Ghost New Area has the ambition to compete, then please show your skills, let's wait and see!"

After speaking, the old arbiter stepped down from the stage. Only Mo Yufei and Old Man Li were left standing on this empty three-zhang high platform. The high platform was unprecedentedly lively, but the high platform was extremely silent. There are only two restless hearts, and Peng Peng Peng beats secretly.

Although Mo Yufei wanted to balance his heart by reciting the Diamond Sutra silently, the current grand occasion of heated discussions among thousands of people in the audience, Mo Xiaofeng's cold surveillance, and Old Man Li's impatient heart would make Mo Yufei lose his balance and be impetuous. How could he easily purify his heart?

It's really too hard, it's too hard for him! He's really too young, and he needs too much experience, not enough to keep his mind restless in such a big and filthy scene. After all, the power of the blessing of the Buddha's light and body protection is no longer there. At this time, he was just an ordinary second-level martial artist!

It stands to reason that he really shouldn't be so calm and calm, and he really shouldn't be smiling, but he really isn't a person who plays cards according to reason. He believes that even if you die and are humiliated by others, you should smile. Although it was a smile of despair.

The two looked at each other, and Old Man Li also smiled. Not only did he not dislike Mo Yufei's smile, but he also felt like he had met a soulmate. It seemed that he was faintly aware of Mo Yufei's extraordinaryness. He had already regarded Mo Yufei as an opponent. An opponent who is even more difficult to deal with than the red-robed guest.

So, he smiled even brighter. His eyes were already smiling in a line. But in this line, endless murderous aura and deadly killing moves have been fully brewed. This killing move is naturally his "martial fantasy life-killing leg!" The so-called "leg has not arrived, the force comes first, the leg is issued, the force is filled, the leg hits, and the life is difficult to protect!"

"Martial Fantasy kills the leg! This is Old Man Li's trick!" I don't know who in the audience uttered this sentence. The rest of the people immediately talked about it, and looked closely at Old Man Li.

I saw that Old Man Li didn't move, just laughing. His legs slid lightly on the spot, but in this formation, he had already regarded Mo Yufei as a fierce opponent, and he was about to use this "Martial Illusion Killing Leg"!

The playful gaze of Mo Xiaofeng in the audience swept towards Mo Yufei, as if to say, "You can't escape the death of this martial illusion!"

The old man was also frowning, and he seemed to be very optimistic about Mo Yufei's situation. Because the fame of the life-killing martial arts leg is too great. Even Old Man Li's cultivation of second-level martial illusion power, in the face of the same martial illusion power cultivation, even a martial illusion warrior who is slightly higher than him, it is difficult to avoid this killing move. At this moment, the table is not too square, and the dodge space is smaller, which lays the foundation for Old Man Li's victory.

Seeing this, the old man slowly shook his head and sighed lightly.

And the discussion of everyone in the audience was even more overwhelming: "Old man Li's martial fantasy life-killing leg is a nirvana of seven kills in a row." One leg is seven legs, which is hard to guard. This young man has only a second-level martial arts power, if he doesn't have the blessing of the Buddha, I'm afraid he will really die today!"

"I don't think so, this young man looks confident, I like it. Even if he can't withstand Old Man Li's fatal seven killing legs, he won't be able to die, and it is estimated that at most a broken leg will become a half-crippled!"

"It's not just half-crippled, I think this young man can't do his best, maybe he can't save his legs!"

Many voices of discussion came and went, eroding Mo Yufei's nerves like a magic spell. Originally, he was unbalanced in his heart, and he reluctantly recited the Vajra Sutra silently to alleviate it, but Old Man Li's legs that slid on the spot had produced an invisible and huge martial power, like a continuous heat, directly attacking Mo Yufei's legs.

Mo Yufei immediately felt a hot stinging pain. Such as sharp needles pricking points. The fire burns his body. He instinctively wanted to retreat, but froze in place, as if it were not his own.

Mo Yufei had actually used his martial arts power to protect his legs, but he still couldn't get rid of it, the other party didn't attack, and he could only brake quietly. However, the feeling of pins and needles became more and more obvious, almost causing Mo Yufei to scream in pain.

Old man Li suddenly withdrew his smile, his face was gloomy, he seemed to have seen that Mo Yufei was "not sent by his legs, and the force came first." He didn't get complacent, but slid his feet more solemnly to increase his martial power.

After a long time, suddenly he broke his breath, his legs were staggered, and seven legs were split out one after another like a phantom trace, seven legs were like one leg, and one leg was divided into seven legs. The legs are like beads, continuous and seamless. It seems to be a whirlwind, like a direct hit, like a high, like a condensation. The rapid lightning did not allow Mo Yufei to be prepared in the slightest, let alone allow him to dodge and retreat.

Mo Yufei can only fight back and fight! There is no other way.

"The legs are out, the power is full!" Sure enough, Mo Yufei felt a more domineering martial power, which had enveloped him, and the numbness that was wrapped in it was even more tingling. His body is no longer like his own, like a puppet who is fixed in place, waiting for Old Man Li to clean it up.