Seeing that the two of them nodded, Ye Feng didn't stop, his figure flashed quickly, and he appeared in front of Ghost Mochou in a blink of an eye.

At the same time, Tam Dali and Mo Hao's side, in the eyes of countless Dao people under the tomb, launched a fierce battle with the disciples of the Nebula Sect.

Suddenly, above the tomb, the sound of energetic explosions and the sound of the intersection of blades were intertwined, and they resounded like thunder.

"You're an opponent!" Looking at Ye Feng who was flashing over, Ghost Mochou was expressionless and said lightly.

Hearing this, Ye Feng did not make any answer, but quietly looked at Ghost Mochou, this old guy's momentum is full but not leaky, and his whole body exudes a feeling of light clouds and light breeze, but this kind of temperament is also rare.

"I see that your cultivation is not weak, and you can be regarded as a genius, if it weren't for the fact that you killed someone who shouldn't be killed today, maybe I could still accept you as an apprentice, but the evil dragon pill and relics on your body are bound to be obtained, and when you meet the old man today, I can only blame you for your bad luck!"

As soon as these words came out, Ghost Mochou's eyes suddenly turned sharp when he looked at Ye Feng, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, a majestic dark cyan yuan force surged out from his body, and quickly spread from his body.

The dark brown yuan force gushing out of Ghost Mochou's body was extremely dark in color, and formed a rich light around his body, such a strong yuan force directly led to the continuous vibration of the surrounding space, seeing this scene, Ye Feng's face was also solemn.

Ghost Mochou laughed fiercely, and slowly raised his palm, facing Ye Feng from afar, in his palm, the energy expanded and contracted, as if it was about to erupt.

Feeling the powerful momentum that erupted on Ghost Mochou's body, Ye Feng also pinched his fingers, and then the yuan force in his body suddenly rioted, and even with its momentum, it was also at this moment, it suddenly climbed, and with the sudden surge in momentum, Ye Feng also tightened his hand holding the undead sword again.

Hearing the fierce energy explosion coming from not far away, Ye Feng did not have the slightest distraction, his eyes locked on the ghost Mochou in front of him without blinking, his toes were slightly bent, like a fierce lion about to pounce, and under the slightly trembling muscles, there was an explosive power.

Looking at Ye Feng's cautious appearance as if facing a great enemy, Ghost Mochou smiled, his sleeve robe shook lightly, and the soft fabric was infused with Yuan Li, and it also had the hardness of steel that was not inferior to that of steel, for a strong person like Ghost Mochou, almost any part of his body, even a small hair, could become a killing weapon.

"Boy, let the old man see, how is your cultivation?" In the palm of his hand, the dark cyan energy was spinning rapidly like a whirlpool, and Ghost Mo Chou Sen smiled coldly.

Ye Feng's face was expressionless, but he didn't say a word, his figure flashed quickly, and he disappeared suddenly, leaving behind an afterimage!

Squinting his eyes slightly, he seemed to be sensing any abnormal movement around him, and at a certain moment, the fingers in the ghost Mochou's sleeve robe moved slightly, and then he sneered, and the sleeve robe waved violently, with a sharp terrifying wind, slashed at a space behind him.

"Bang!"

The sleeve robe as hard as steel crossed the space, and when it was about to reach a certain space, there was a sudden fluctuation, and then a black shadow appeared strangely, and the undead sword mixed with fierce power was also unceremoniously blasted away, the two collided in mid-air, and the dull sound of thunder suddenly resounded, and then the ripple-like energy ripples quickly spread out, and under the diffusion of that energy, even the space was slightly shaking.

The two collided, and Ghost Mochou's shoulders shook, and he unloaded all the energy, but the black shadow retreated several steps in a row before he stabilized his body and revealed his body, and it was Ye Feng.

"You are indeed extremely fast, but it is only useful for ordinary powerhouses, ...... to me" Ghost Mochou glanced at Ye Feng behind him, and couldn't help but shake his head and sneer.

"Really?"

The voice fell, but Ye Feng didn't give Ghost Mochou time to reply, his figure flashed again, and then disappeared strangely, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared above Ghost Mochou's head.

Holding the undead sword tightly with both palms, Ye Feng shouted loudly, and the undead sword became a mountain, slashing straight across the sky, and slashed angrily at Ghost Mochou's head.

Ye Feng's attack didn't have the slightest fancy, there was just that surging and terrifying power, and under the pressure of such power, all the air within more than half a meter under the sword was compressed and scattered at this moment, causing the undead sword to swing down, and it actually formed a vacuum!

"The speed is indeed okay, but this power is not enough!" Looking at the undead sword that was rapidly expanding in the pupils of his eyes, Ghost Mochou sneered, clenched his fists, and immediately punched Ye Feng fiercely in the air!

With a punch, the space around it was torn apart, and finally, with a sharp sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth, it suddenly shot out, colliding with Ye Feng's undead sword.

"Bang!"

When the undead sword was only half a meter away from the top of Ghost Mochou's head, it collided with the latter's fist, and the anti-shock force from the undead sword shook the sword body to tremble, if it weren't for Ye Feng's strength was also not small, I'm afraid that just this blow, the undead sword would have to get out of his hand!

The body trembled, and all the energy from the sword body was removed, Ye Feng's body did not retreat in the slightest, and his body flashed at the moment, and at an incredible speed, he deceived himself into the side of Ghost Mochou, and at the same time, his right hand suddenly clenched, his arm trembled strangely, and an extremely strong energy quickly condensed on his fist, and after an instant, it was like an inch, directly smashing into Ghost Mochou's chest.

"Crush me!"

A deep voice came out of Ye Feng's mouth, and the strong wind above his fist suddenly surged, and that terrifying power, even with the ability of ghosts, raised his eyebrows slightly.

Although Ye Feng's speed is extremely fast, but Ghost Mo Chou, as a sevenfold powerhouse of the Divine Realm, is naturally not a weak hand, at such an urgent moment, the soles of his feet stomped hard, and the surging Yuan Force in his body like a sea suddenly appeared in his chest, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a dark brown Yuan Force shield on the surface of his body.

"Whew!"

The fist carrying the terrifying energy smashed the Yuan Force shield condensed by Ghost Mochou, and the two collided, just a slight sound was heard, and the terrifying power on Ye Feng's fist quickly dissipated as if it had been swallowed.

"Carving insect skills, don't be afraid!" Seeing the surprise that flashed on Ye Feng's face, Ghost Mochou sneered.

Ghost Mochou's cultivation is several realms higher than Ye Feng's, coupled with his extremely rich combat experience, this duel, it is naturally impossible to suffer, in his eyes, Ye Feng is just an ant, with a slight force, he can pinch him to death.