At night, the Dragon Guardian Villa, the Black Prison, the deepest part.

This is a basement cell, with an area of about 100 square meters, which is very large, and the height is also three meters high, more than ten meters away from the ground.

The surrounding walls are all diamond forging, which is very strong, and the acquired master cannot break it with a single blow.

The only exit was the blackened iron door.

Yun Mo, Yun Feiyang, and a man and a woman sitting against the wall.

"Mo'er, these two people are well-known "black and white double evil" on the rivers and lakes, the two are husband and wife, Heisha is the man in black clothes, called Nangong Yu, Bai Sha is a woman in white clothes, called Murong Yue, the cultivation is the eighth layer of body refining, and he is also very young, twenty-five or six years old. ”

Yun Feiyang pointed to the two men, a woman and explained: "They practice a set of two-rest exercises, and there is also a set of combined attack techniques, the internal forces of the two can be transformed and superimposed on each other, and when they meet people who are higher than their cultivation, they can fight." ”

"Fame Battle, a year ago, with the wonderful use of the Shuangxiu Exercise and that set of combined attack techniques, I killed a ninth-layer refining master, and even defeated Murong Fu, a tenth-layer refining master who has been famous for a long time."

"They have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for many years, and have done good deeds, once leveling a group of thieves and saving a Zhuangzi; But he also once killed a rich man for money, and his hands were stained with blood. ”

The more Yun Feiyang spoke, the paler faces of Nangong Yu and Murong Yue became, and the stronger the color of fear became.

The two of them have been imprisoned by Yun Feiyang's internal force, and they are weak, and their internal force cannot be exerted at all, just like ordinary people.

They weren't hurt because they didn't even get a shot.

At that time, Nangong Yu and Murong Yue were resting in the room, but suddenly two black-clothed people broke in.

They tried to resist, but they were knocked down, and then two men in black jumped from the window on their shoulders and disappeared into the night.

It's not that they don't want to resist, it's that the difference in strength between the two of them and the two men in black is too great.

These two black-clothed people are the people of Baolong Villa, and their martial arts cultivation is the third layer of the day after tomorrow, and dealing with two eighth-layer refining bodies is simply a knife for killing chickens.

"God King, what crime have we committed, why did you arrest our husband and wife?!"

Nangong Yu asked loudly.

"Yes, doesn't the imperial court never care about the affairs of the rivers and lakes? Where have we sinned against you, the King of God? If so, you say it and we apologize. Murong Yue asked on the side.

"There is no reason, I can only blame you for your bad life, just appeared in the capital." Yun Feiyang's tone was indifferent, "My son lacks a practice object, so you can be wronged." ”

After speaking, before Nangong Yu and the others could react, they shot directly.

Yun Feiyang sucked forward with his right hand, and Nangong Yu's whole person flew to Yun Feiyang's side.

Nangong Yu looked at Yun Feiyang in horror, and then Yun Mo slapped him on the shoulder, and the corner of Nangong Yu's mouth was bleeding.

His cultivation was forcibly laid down one layer, reaching the seventh layer of body refining.

Then Yun Feiyang was on Nangong Yu a little more, and with another push, Nangong Yu came to the middle of the cell, and his internal strength was also restored, obviously, Yun Feiyang released his confinement.

However, Nangong Yu's cultivation is no longer the eighth layer of body refining!

"Mo'er, your martial arts are now the pinnacle of the fifth layer of body refining, you have cultivated the top body refining exercises, your physical body is extremely strong, and there are all kinds of peerless martial arts, and you usually have purple clothes and Tianya to accompany you through the moves, for my father I believe that your ability is far more than the fifth layer of body refining, this time, a seventh-layer body refining, defeat him."

Yun Feiyang put his hands behind his back and said to Yun Mo.

His tone seemed to have a lot of confidence in Yunmo.

Hearing Yun Feiyang's words, Nangong Yu felt sad and indignant in his heart, he was actually regarded as a practice object, and he was also beaten off a layer of cultivation, which was extremely hateful.

Nangong Yu was in a very bad mood, he guessed that Yun Feiyang wanted him to accompany his son to practice, and he couldn't kill Yun Mo yet, otherwise he and Murong Yue would really die.

That's right, Nangong Yu had hope in his heart, hoping that Yun Feiyang would let the two of them go. After all, Yun Feiyang is a decent and tall image in the rivers and lakes.

It's a pity that he doesn't know that their final outcome is to be sucked dry by Yunmo's internal force, if he knew, he would probably want to kill Yunmo in this competition.

"Since the God King asked me to accompany the little prince to practice, then, since this is the case, little prince, you can make a move."

Although Nangong Yu was brutally beaten by Yun Feiyang by a layer of cultivation, but his strength was there, he believed that the fifth layer of Yunmo Refining Body would definitely not be able to beat him.

"Nangong Yu, Ben Shao will give you a chance to take the lead."

Yun Mo opened his mouth lightly, he had absolute confidence in his strength, although Nangong Yu was a seventh-level refining body, but Yun Mo believed that he would not be worse than Nangong Yu!

Because Yunmo and the purple clothes of the seventh layer of refining have fought, they are not up or down!

"Little prince, I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue!"

When Nangong Yu heard this, he roared, and all the strength of the seven layers of his body refining body burst out, his feet slammed on the ground, and he waved his fists and attacked Yunmo fiercely.

Originally, he used a long sword, but when the man in black captured them, he didn't bring a weapon with him, so he had to fight with his bare hands.

The internal force surged, bringing up a fierce wind, and Nangong Yu's figure was like a rapidly shooting cannonball, launching a fierce attack towards Yunmo.

Seeing Nangong Yu, who was quickly attacking him, Yun Mo's face showed a touch of indifference.

Secretly lifted the internal force and stretched out a finger.

A trace of internal force floated on Yunmo's fingers, and a scorching red light faintly appeared on the fingers. The corners of Yunmo's mouth curled up in an arc.

The strength of the seventh layer of refining body may be very powerful in the eyes of others. However, in the eyes of Yunmo today, he is no different from ordinary people.

If the other party uses a weapon, Yunmo will have to fight for twelve points, but the flesh touches, hehe.

I'm sorry, even if you come from the eighth layer of body refining, you can't eat and walk around.

Yunmo's immortal immortal Dafa has been practiced to the first layer of immortal skin, and he is moving towards Dacheng, his physical body is extremely terrifying, in the realm of refining the body, the physical body is confrontational, and no one is his opponent.

Nangong Yu saw Yunmo face his attack and stretched out a finger tightly. A look of anger could not help but appear on his face.

This little prince is inevitably a little too contemptuous. Could it be that he is so confident that he can't even compare to one of his fingers?

You know, I am one of the black and white evils that have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for many years, although I have just been knocked off a layer of cultivation, and I have also suffered a little mountain, but it is a real seventh layer of body refining, and Yunmo is only five layers of body refining!

Nangong Yu said angrily in his heart.

At that moment, he raised his internal force to the extreme, and a trace of fierce wind floated around Nangong Yu's body. A fist the size of a casserole slammed. Bumped into Yunmo's fingers.