"You dying man, you know so much. Ye Muchen looked at Na Li and suddenly smiled.

The already gloomy face suddenly became cold.

"Don't worry, we're going to let you die a happy death!" the night returnee smiled grimly as he looked at Na Li.

"Okay, then let me see your methods!" Nali suddenly pulled out his long sword and held it in his hand, looked at the two people in front of him and shouted angrily: "Come on!"

"Let me come!" said the Night Returner.

"No!" Ye Muchen interrupted the night returnee and said: "There are a total of nine layers of the Spirit Absorbing Dafa, and you have only practiced to the fourth layer, there must not be any mistakes in the middle, you just need to watch from the sidelines!"

"Less nonsense!" After saying that, he rushed up directly like Ye Muchen.

Mo Ling is still only in the early stage of Huiyuan's cultivation, and Mo Ling can detect that this night Mu Chen's cultivation is at least in the late stage of gathering spirits.

Once the two of them fight, they will definitely lose, even if they add Mo Ling, they can't be his opponents.

Moreover, anyone who cultivates to such a level as the Great Dao is not only extremely strong, but also extremely sensitive to all parts of the body. As long as there is a stir around, it will definitely be spotted immediately.

Therefore, Mo Ling can only wait now, and when Nali and Ye Muchen make a move, he will attack with all his strength. In this way, it is possible to repel Ye Muchen.

As long as Ye Muchen is injured, it will be relatively easy to deal with the night returnee, after all, it is still Dugu Holy City, and the victory of the three people to encircle and suppress the night returnee is still very big.

Saying that, he wanted to rush up to Ye Muchen.

"Good boy, you are lucky to die at my hands!" Ye Muchen looked at Na Li who rushed over and smiled.

After speaking, as the arm stretched out, a black gas attacked like Nali.

Although Na Li's heart was full of anger at this time, he was not reckless.

Just now, the one who rushed over with a sword was not a false move, but just when the black qi was about to touch him, he suddenly jumped forward, wanting to go around Ye Muchen's back.

But the gap between the cultivation of the two people is too big.

Mo Ling's strength is just the cultivation of the early stage of Huiyuan, and although Ye Muchen can't see the cultivation level, his actual cultivation is definitely not lower than that of the late stage of the giant spirit.

Therefore, Suo Ranna had already taken precautions and used the spiritual power of his whole body before leaving, but he still looked too naïve in front of Ye Muchen.

"Hmph! a little trick, I still want to show off in front of my father!" Ye Muchen looked at Na Li and said with a smile.

Looking at Na Li's movements, Ye Muchen did not panic at all, he really smiled but still smiled, just like watching a circus juggler.

Saying that, the long sword in his hand went straight to Ye Muchen with a trace of spiritual power and stabbed it.

Ye Muchen looked at Na Li and smiled faintly, he didn't shy away at all, just lightly issued a palm, this palm was obviously Ye Muchen did not use all his strength, but even so, there was also a black qi conjured into by the spirit yuan in this palm.

The strongest blow that was transformed by all the spirit elements in Cui Chi's body stabbed straight into Ye Muchen's palm.

"Boom ......" A crisp voice sounded.

Mo Ling's heart tightened when he saw it, and he couldn't help but sweat around Nali.

Although Ye Muchen didn't use his strength, it was enough to resist Nali's sword.

I saw that Ye Muchen was still standing in place with a light breeze, only the hair on his sideburns moved slightly. And the whole body was hit hard, and immediately flew upside down eight or nine feet away, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Although this blow happened to Na Li's body, it also hurt Mo Ling's heart. My good friend has been hit hard, but I can only watch from the sidelines, this feeling really makes people want to scold their mother.

But there is no way, if Mo Ling rushes out desperately at this time, it is nothing more than one more burial companion.

"Vulnerable!" Ye Muchen looked at Na Li with a contemptuous smile on his face: "With a stupid cultivation method like yours, you are cultivating for eight hundred years, and you are not my opponent!"

"Poof......" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Na Li's mouth.

Na Li's face turned pale, and it was clear that the blow he had dealt was extraordinary.

A sneer suddenly appeared on Na Li's face: "Hugh is going to be rampant, but that's it!"

As he spoke, he stood up from the ground trembling in the chest of the warrior.

"Good boy, then today I will let you see what true cultivation is in this world!" Ye Muchen looked at Na Li and suddenly smiled.

After Ye Muchen finished speaking, he looked at the night returnee.

The night returnee smiled lightly, and suddenly raised his head, his neck was stretched out to be three feet long, and his whole face suddenly changed like a skeleton.

Then, in the surrounding burned ruins, suddenly a black gas slowly floated out, and then, as if it was called by some kind of summons, it was quickly sucked into the mouth of the night returnee.

And the corpse that had just been exploded by Na Li, after emitting black gas, instantly turned into residue.

At the same time, Mo Ling also felt the horror of this force.

Mo Ling's entire body seemed to be summoned by the suction of the Night Returnee, like a screw close to a magnet, uncontrolled.

Mo Ling hurriedly concentrated his strength and used his willpower to fight against this suction.

But Mo Ling's willpower in this matter seemed to be insignificant in the face of this suction.

And this power is constantly being strengthened.

Mo Ling was thinking of finding a suitable opportunity to carry out a sneak attack on Ye Muchen, but seeing the current situation, he couldn't wait.

Thinking of this, Mo Ling suddenly activated the Divine Yang Xuanhuo in his body, preparing to take advantage of this suction and the shadow patrol technique he had cultivated to suddenly launch an attack on the night returnee.

As for how to deal with Ye Muchen, he can only think of another way, and he can't care about it so much.

Thinking of this, the Extreme Yang Xuanhuo in his body suddenly rose, and instantly penetrated into the palm of his hand, and Mo Ling's entire body suddenly rose from the ground, watching the night returnee rush straight away.

However, Mo Ling still seriously underestimated Ye Muchen's cultivation.

Just when Mo Ling's body had just moved, he was discovered by Ye Muchen.

"There is also an unexpected gain!" Ye Muchen looked at Mo Ling and suddenly laughed.

As he spoke, his figure flashed, and he was close to Mo Ling in an instant, and his speed was not inferior to Mo Ling's shadow patrol technique.

But it can't be said that Mo Ling's shadow patrol technique is not as good as Ye Muchen. It's just that Mo Ling's current cultivation is too low, if Mo Ling's cultivation in this matter can reach the level of his previous life, then Ye Muchen is not worthy of being Mo Ling's opponent at all.

Mo Ling's Yang Xuanhuo was just sent out, and it was grabbed by Ye Muchen's wrist, and Ye Muchen used his strength to directly hold Mo Ling's arm in his hand, and suddenly raised it.

A flame shot out from Mo Ling's fingertips and flew straight into the sky.

"Is it him?" Ye Muchen suddenly said with joy after seeing Mo Ling.