Suddenly, the tip of the Ferris Divine Pestle was bombarded by the most advanced sword, and it was immediately smashed into countless pieces. Swept by the wind, turned into dust in the wind.

And that's just the beginning, next,

One after another sounds sounded, one after another slashed through the blades, and then continued to hit the body of the Ferris Divine Pestle, and the roaring sound continued one after another. The Ferris Divine Pestle was all bombarded into fragments scattered in the wind, and such a spiritual weapon was destroyed like this.

This scene, many people think it doesn't matter, but an old man outside the light curtain jumped down in horror and almost cried, of course he is a Ferris Martial Ancestor.

When Motian Martial Ancestor saw his spiritual weapon, he had already been tossed by Mo Yufei and lost his divine sense, and now it was taken out by Mo Yufei as a weapon for the transmission of divine consciousness, and it was destroyed into pieces by Huang Xiangzu, which really hurt his heart. He clenched his fists uncontrollably, landed on the ground with both feet, and couldn't wait to rush into the light curtain immediately, in the King Kong Great Array, he beat Mo Yufei and Huang Xiangzu together, and then slapped them all together, and then he was satisfied. But this is just an illusion, not a reality at all. With the Martial Fantasy Sect Master sitting in the formation, he has already taken refuge in the Martial Illusion Sect Master, and everything can only be done according to his own affairs.

But then, the old man Basho couldn't help but cry out in pain: "My Basho Golden Fan!"

That's right, the transparent light curtain can be seen very clearly, after the Ferris Divine Pestle in Mo Yufei's right hand was smashed into pieces and floated away, the subordinate divine consciousness of Wang Qingfo and the black villain attached to the divine pestle was already overwhelmed like a wandering spirit, and it also dispersed with the wind. The black villain didn't run out for long, and was slashed by a knife of the Yellow Elephant Ancestor, and the black villain's divine consciousness immediately screamed desolately, not loud, like a bee's struggle, but, with the cry, the black villain's divine consciousness power has completely collapsed and disintegrated, turning into invisible dust.

Wang Qingfo's divine sense ran far away, and he thought that he could be spared, but another even more fierce sword came after him from behind, and the speed was so fast that he couldn't even dodge.

"Ahh The voice was not loud, like a person's soft cry for help, but no matter how much he wanted to run, it was too late.

As the voice of the cry for help sounded, his phantom divine sense was slashed by the sword and countless points of light. These points of light continued to be blown away by the wind, and then they were nothing but nothingness.

It's a quick and fast process, less than ten breaths, and that's just the beginning, and the real excitement is yet to come.

The power of the Yellow Elephant Ancestor's sword divine consciousness was continuous, and after destroying the first barrier, it directly conquered the second.

The second is naturally the trend of the formation of the plantain gold fan. This force turned into a barrier, using the wind as a cover, covering Mo Yufei's body.

It was originally indestructible, but it was attacked by the power of the Yellow Elephant Ancestor's divine sense.

"Bang!" was just a muffled sound, and the wind was so easily crossed out by the divine consciousness power condensed on the Black Moon Scimitar of the Yellow Elephant Ancestor.

The storm is broken. Mo Yufei's body naturally shone out. He held the golden fan of the plantain in his hand, fanning it hard, the whirring wind, like a huge wave, under the induction of his divine sense, what came out was a steady stream of hot wind, like a steaming wave, roaring and surging, and continued to protect Mo Yufei's body up and down.

Mo Yufei only felt that his body was like being in an air mass, and it felt very comfortable to be covered by the wind.

However, this comfort did not last long, but it was only thirty breaths.

Thirty breaths later, there was another bang.

The wind shield around Mo Yufei continued to be cut off by the Black Moon Sword Divine Sense emitted by the Yellow Elephant Ancestor, and he looked a little surprised. In fact, Mo Yufei knows very well that this is the terrifying power of the high-level divine sense, even if you wrap it heavily, even if it is a solid guard, it is just a blow that someone can crack it with.

In every move, Huang Xiangzu's performance was very relaxed, and it seemed that he had dispersed or shredded all the wind shields on Mo Yufei's body.

Next, Mo Yufei's entire body was once again exposed in front of the Yellow Elephant Ancestor, but at a distance of one zhang, Mo Yufei felt a feeling of being controlled by the other party, which was very uncomfortable. If you were an ordinary martial artist, you would have already admitted defeat or simply committed suicide.

However, in fact, if it was an ordinary martial artist, it would be impossible for him to hold on to Huang Xiangzu for so long, since he could persist until now, Mo Yufei would not do that, he would still continue to look for positive solutions.

"Try my Divine Sense Attack!" Mo Yufei seemed to speak softly, but even this sentence was very difficult to say.

Coercion can affect the opponent's language, but Mo Yufei still tried his best to express it.

Huang Xiangzu didn't pay attention to him, but just launched an offensive in the end, his crescent moon sword divine sense had once again attacked in front of Mo Yufei's body, a black crescent moon shadow that rotated at high speed, like a magical roulette, made a sneering and screeching sound when it rotated, and slashed directly at the banana golden fan.

Without Fenglan, without the wind cover, without the support of sufficient martial power, we can only rely on divine consciousness, and the source of divine consciousness is mental power.

In other words, Mo Yufei's ninth-level vajra mental power also represents the ninth-level divine consciousness, while the thirteenth-level explosive power of the Yellow Elephant Ancestor comes from the thirteenth-level elephant demon telekinesis.

Although the telekinesis is different, they have the same path, and there is little difference.

Even if Mo Yufei's vajra telekinetic cultivation was pure and of good quality, the Yellow Elephant Ancestor's elephant demonic telekinetic power was equally powerful and profound. The level and quality of telekinesis are comparable, and it is difficult to distinguish between them, then, the high level naturally beats the low level, and there is no possibility of winning by leapfrogging here.

At this time, Mo Yufei fought against the thirteenth level of the Yellow Elephant Ancestor with the ninth level, and his plantain golden fan was like a rag in the wind and rain, and was continuously attacked by the Yellow Elephant Ancestor's Black Moon Sword Divine Consciousness power. It has long been unrecognizable, and the so-called golden fan is not seriously deformed and distorted, and there are gaps and broken gaps in some places.

Boom!

There was another loud roar, and the anger was extreme, and a knife cut through the sky, like a flash of lightning, which happened to split on the fan bone of the plantain golden fan, and suddenly, this solid golden treasure fan was split into two and turned into two halves. Scattered on the ground.

There were three more loud bangs, the wind moved and flashed, and they fell to the ground, and the two fans that tried to fly up and protect Mo Yufei in front of him were further destroyed, turned into pieces, and were swept away by the wind, fluttering and sprinkling, I don't know where they were swept away!

Mo Yufei only had the fan bone left in his hand. In an instant, he felt a chill welling up in his heart, and he didn't have time to be moved and surprised, because the Yellow Elephant Ancestor's Black Moon Sword Divine Sense Power had already struck again.