Mo Yufei was calm and calm on the surface, but his heart was still beating "dong dong" in his heart.

He couldn't help but see the appearance of the white tiger ghost clearly when he looked at the white tiger ghost: "The body looks like a human body, the head looks like a white-fronted tiger head, and there is a big "king" word engraved on the forehead, which looks particularly majestic!"

The White Tiger Ghost also widened his eyes and looked at Mo Yufei carefully: "Deep eyes, thin figure, Sven's temperament, resolute and slightly shy face." "Although, Mo Yufei looks very young and immature, but in the eyes of the White Tiger Ghost, this young man's strength is really not young, and of course he is not immature. If Mo Yufei is really a guy with immature strength, how can he compete with the leader of the White Tiger Ghost, the ghost difference?"

The other fifteen ghosts, seeing that the leader was temporarily tied with Mo Yufei, but they couldn't win yet, in a hurry, they all looked at the White Tiger Ghost.

I saw that the White Tiger Ghost's eyes were still staring at Mo Yufei without moving. His hand shook suddenly. Fifteen ghosts have understood the meaning of the leader. They hurriedly cast their magic spells, and from different parts in all directions, they flew towards Mo Yu and attacked. This time, these martial ghosts did not leave a trace of politeness, but did their best, gritting their teeth, and attacked the vital points around Mo Yufei.

This time, Yama Luo Chair finally saw more clearly, and he knew that the sixteen ghosts in this ghost gate were really moving! And they were going all out. It seems that these sixteen ghosts seem to have made up their minds not to catch Mo Yufei and take him to the Yama Palace on a business trip, and they will never give up!

Yan Luo knew that although these sixteen ghosts were terrifying, they would not immediately take Mo Yufei's life. At most, beating Mo Yufei to a serious injury, and then escorting him to the Yama Palace, to hand it over to the King of Yama, is also considered to have completed the mission. Therefore, the Yama chair continued to shake his head, looking at this battle with a lot of amusement. In his heart, he had long felt that Mo Yufei was bound to be defeated!

He felt that Mo Yufei, whether it was martial arts or illusion, was really not the opponent of the White Tiger Ghosts, not to mention, the other fifteen ghosts almost rushed up and attacked them in groups! If he continued to fight like this, Mo Yufei would definitely be defeated. Actually, to be honest, not only Yan Luo thought so, but even Mo Yufei himself thought so.

Mo Yufei knew very well in his heart. Ever since he was beaten and kicked by these sixteen ghosts, and was tortured and humiliated like eating flesh and gnawing bones and sucking blood, Mo Yufei thought hard about the Heavenly Master's Demon Suppression Skill, which was almost unfamiliar.

In Mo Yufei's memory, although the Heavenly Master's Demon Subduing Skill was magical, it depended on who used it. If his father Mo Yilong uses it, the natural power is extraordinary, and the results are immediate.

However, he really has no confidence in letting himself do it. Because, in his experience of fighting with people, there has never been a time when he relied on the Heavenly Master's Demon Suppression Skill to win. Not once. In addition, Mo Yu flew a good face, and he was afraid of losing face. Yes, I don't want to easily use the martial arts of the Zhen faction from home.

In contrast, his ghostly steps made him much more confident.

However, the strange thing is that under his extreme danger, the Heavenly Master Demon Suppression Skill that he had to use as a last resort actually appeared, and as soon as he appeared, he scattered the sixteen ghosts with the first type of "Moon Born Chaoyang", and scattered in one fell swoop. Next, he relied on the "Drawing Talisman", "Demon Eye" and "Cocoon" Demon Suppression moves to resolve his dangerous situation one by one! Until, at this moment, the White Tiger Ghost looked at his eyes with his eyes, and Mo Yufei felt a little overwhelmed! Thinking of his previous extraordinary performance, Mo Yufei always felt that behind him, there seemed to be something mysterious or an immortal who was secretly helping him. He did it instantly, hitting his thin hair, and making a blockbuster!

Mo Yufei was also in the fight, and he was in all directions, but where could he see the shadow of the world's master? I think it's just an illusion of my own!

Seeing that the white tiger ghost was staring at him with his eyes, staring at him tightly, and the other fifteen ghosts rushed up like a stone falling into a well, Mo Yufei was really helpless at the moment, and his donkey skills were exhausted.

He knew very well in his heart that for his own town school stunt "Heavenly Master Demon Suppression Gong", he had only learned from "the moon is born of the rising sun," and "drawing talismans". The four styles from "Demon Eye" to "Cocoon Breaking", only these four styles were those he barely thought could be used to deal with the enemy, and as for the other fifteen styles, Mo Yufei was really unfamiliar and almost forgot about it. It's not that his father didn't teach him, but it was because of his youthful and restless heart that he delayed himself.

In fact, Mo Yufei remembered the nineteen styles of "Heavenly Master's Demon Suppression" clearly, and it was not difficult to play it. The difficulty is that he is only proficient in the first four styles. The others are all rusty, and the rusty ones are almost forgotten.

If it weren't for the fact that he likes to play in the mountains and rivers, what kind of food and beautiful women he likes, and he has to see and see the stunning mountains and the stunning old man, how could he not have time to learn the remaining fifteen styles? If it weren't for the fact that he was greedy for pleasure, forgot to work hard, was idle all day long, and looked like a young man, how could he end up today, who can only be proficient in the first four styles of "Heavenly Master's Demon Suppression"?

But now, even if you blame yourself for not working, it's useless.

The most important thing at the moment is how to defeat these sixteen extremely fierce ghosts. Even if you can't win, even if you can get rid of them, it's a blessing.

Mo Yufei also knew very well that as long as he could be at this critical juncture. said the soft words of admitting gambling and losing to the Yama chair on the side, and the Yama chair was naturally willing to help him. Perhaps, Yama Luo Chair will be able to help him resolve the crisis in front of him and subdue the sixteen ghosts.

But Mo Yufei is just a twisted species. He has screwed up, even if he is in a great danger of life and death, he still refuses to bow to his opponent and give in. In this pair of hands, it naturally also contains the Yama chair that bets with himself.

At this moment, to be precise, at this second, Mo Yufei was already under siege from ten sides. The White Tiger Ghost's eyes were still untired, staring at Mo Yufei motionlessly. In addition, the fifteen ghosts have attacked all parts of Mo Yufei's body at the same time. Mo Yufei couldn't leave the gaze of the White Tiger Ghost's eyes, and he had to deal with the attack of fifteen ghosts at the same time, it was really difficult!

Time does not allow him to think, either to fight or to sit still.

Mo Yufei instinctively chose to fight.

He was by no means a man to back down, so he made a move.