Chapter 872 - All kinds of supernatural powers

Hearing this, Ye Feng also sneered, and immediately his arm suddenly tightened, and a dark force suddenly formed at the place of his fist, and then, his fist was also violently shocked!

With the vibration of Ye Feng's fist, that dark energy quickly gushed out, and then strangely passed through the protection of the Yuan Force shield and exploded on the clothes of Ghost Mochou.

The body was firmly attacked by Ye Feng's dark energy, and Ghost Mochou's face gradually became cold, his chest shrank, and then it suddenly rose, and a majestic force surged out overwhelmingly, and the first to bear the brunt was Ye Feng, who was the closest!

Stepping on the void one after another, Ye Feng's figure was directly shocked back a few meters, and after a while, he unloaded that strength, and there was also a dull feeling in his chest.

Looking at Ye Feng who was retreating in a hurry with a cold gaze, Ghost Mochou slowly lowered his head, looking at the robe that was torn open on his chest, the robe was torn, revealing his chest, at this moment, there was a slightly bright red fist mark printed on it, obviously, this was what Ye Feng left before.

"Hehe, good, very good, since I stepped into the high-level powerhouse, you are still the first person to leave a fist mark on me. Looking at that fist mark, Ghost Mochou's face was also completely cold, and a chilling killing intent gradually spread out from his body.

"Since you can reach such a point, then the old man will let you see today what a real strong man is!"

As Ghost Mochou's cold voice slowly fell, Ye Feng could feel that a strange oppression was slowly permeating from the former's body, and this oppression made his breathing stagnate. It seems that this old guy is really annoyed.

The powerful momentum that slowly diffused from Ghost Mochou's body like a tide also attracted the attention of everyone in the chaotic battlefield of the two of them and the tomb below in mid-air, and the next one after another shocked eyes were projected onto the past.

Although the distance is far away, there is no shortage of people with vicious eyesight present, and at a glance, they can see the bright red fist marks on Ghost Mochou's chest, and they are all slightly startled at the moment, and the gaze that looks at Ye Feng is also slightly strange, this guy is simply terrifying.

"Boom!"

A punch shook back a disciple of the Nebula Sect in front of him, and he took a moment to look at the battle circle, feeling the terrifying momentum spreading from Ghost Mochou's body, his face was also slightly solemn, although Ye Feng had made Ghost Mochou suffer a small loss before, but it was also obvious that he really angered this old guy, looking at his current appearance, it was obvious that he was planning to kill Ye Feng by real means.

"Alas, I can only hope that this guy can carry it a little longer. With a sigh in his heart, Mo Hao in the battle circle could only quickly shift his mind to the opponent in front of him.

The terrifying momentum that suddenly erupted from Ghost Mochou, faintly carrying a heavy coercion, made Ye Feng's face a little gloomy, in the previous fights, he had already felt physically and mentally exhausted, and at this moment, Ye Feng only wanted to end this endless fight as soon as possible.

Thinking like this in his heart, Ye Feng's palm flickered, and the huge undead sword flashed out, and the colorful yuan power in his body rioted, and finally all of them poured into the sword body, and with such a majestic yuan power package, the huge undead sword suddenly became gorgeous.

"Are you going to come really?" Seeing Ye Feng's strange martial arts, Ghost Mochou's complexion changed slightly, and then his dry big hand was aimed at Ye Feng from afar, and the dark cyan yuan force was frantically condensed in his palm.

When Yuan Li's indoctrination of the Undead Sword reached a balance point, Ye Feng finally stopped transporting, holding the trembling Undead Sword in his palm, looking up at the ghost Mo Chou who was raising his palm viciously, his hands were slowly raised above his head, and after an instant, he suddenly slashed down!

"Ten Thousand Swords Emperor!"

As the shouts resounded through the sky, a huge seven-colored Yuan Force light suddenly shot out from the tip of the Undead Sword, and immediately turned into countless dazzling and dazzling colorful sword rains, and finally directly cut through the space and swept away towards Ghost Mochou.

"Soul Destroyer Seal!"

Looking at the rain of thousands of colorful swords that were overwhelming towards him, Ghost Mochou's pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately let out a deep sigh.

As Ghost Mochou's shout fell, the light in his palm suddenly burst out, and then a huge energy hand of several hundred zhang appeared strangely, and finally with a fierce wind, it fiercely slapped away at the countless sword rain that shot out from Ye Feng's undead sword.

"Boom!"

Under the gaze of countless eyes in the tomb, the two were attacks containing extremely terrifying power, and finally collided, at this moment, the piercing energy explosion suddenly resounded in the sky like thunder, making the ears of the person have a temporary deafness.

The Ten Thousand Sword Dynasty Emperor cast by Ye Feng and the energy hand exerted by the Great Elder of the Nebula Sect, Ghost Mo Chou, collided violently, and the ripples of Yuan Force formed scattered towards the surroundings like dotted water.

Ghost Mochou's face was very ugly, he didn't expect that Ye Feng's cultivation would be so strong, if it weren't for his own strength being higher than Ye Feng's, he would inevitably be hit hard in the collision just now.

Ghost Mochou's gloomy and uncertain face kept looking at Ye Feng, the original contemptuous mentality was also withdrawn at this time, if he didn't pay attention to it, he would definitely be hit by Ye Feng's powerful supernatural powers, and it would definitely be a big mistake.

The Nebula Sect is a second-rate sect in Xichuan, and its power is in the middle, but there are more than a dozen masters in the sect who are above the fifth level of the Xuan Realm, and this time when he went to the Emperor's Mausoleum, he almost dispatched most of the strength of the Nebula Sect, if he did not get the slightest, it would inevitably cause the dissatisfaction of the sect master and lower the punishment.

Previously, Ye Feng had killed two more elders, which had already made Ghost Mochou feel distressed, if any more people from the sect died, Ghost Mochou would not be able to explain to the sect master.

"Boy, you have such a cultivation at a young age, your qualifications are not bad, if you can hand over the Evil Dragon Pill and the Boneless Relic to the old man, and after returning to the sect and being recommended by the old man, you will definitely become the guest elder of the Nebula Sect. There is no absolute certainty, Ghost Mochou changed his words and pulled away.

The guest elders of the Nebula Sect are extremely well paid, just the top-grade spirit stones distributed every year are thousands of pieces, and there is no restriction on freedom, as long as you don't encounter a first-class sect in Xichuan, it is no problem to walk sideways.

I have to say, how tempting the conditions thrown by Ghost Mochou are, if it is an ordinary person, maybe he is forced by the strength of the other party, so he can only reluctantly agree.

But Ghost Mochou was facing Ye Feng, of course he would not casually join a certain force, let alone the Nebula Sect, which he had never heard of, at the moment, he sneered.

"Ye Mou is a person from the mountains and forests, he doesn't like to be restrained, and he is bound to get these two treasures, the conditions you put forward in exchange for one of them are very reluctant, and he actually wants to get them all, can't you sect elders be as generous as the city wall?"