"You know too much." Qian Long said coldly, "Boy, you should be the supervisor, Yun Mo."

Yun Mo's expression frightened, and there was no answer.

"The court sent troops to search this Cangshan Mountain for more than a month to search and rescue the supervisor who fell off the cliff, Yun Mo, the son of the Iron Galls God King. As a person from the Cangshan Mountains, I know very well. And I just heard you say that your name is Bai Mo, Bai Mo Yun Mo. Since Bai is Yun, it is even more certain that you are the supervisor."

"Hmph, you know what my identity is, but you still dare to touch me?" Yun Mo said coldly.

Qian Long casually shaved his fingernails and said lightly: "As long as you die, who knows?"

"You want to kill me? It depends on whether you have the ability."

"It's so funny to say such things in front of my tenth level of body refining," Qian Long said.

"I know that the power of the tenth level of body refining is not comparable to the eighth level of body refining. However, haven't you seen that I killed one of the tenth level of body refining just now?" Yun Mo stared at Qian Long and said slowly.

"Hmph, can that waste Qianfeng compare with me? Although he is also at the tenth level of body refining, he can suppress him with my hand. It's really ridiculous." Qian Long was stunned at first, and then laughed.

Yun Mo is not arrogant, but he loses but does not lose. He also knows that he has little chance of winning, but can he escape?

No, you can't escape. As Qian Long said, Yun Mo could feel that Qian Long was not on the same level as the strong wind just now, and the strong wind just now was killed by himself using the sword-drawing style of killing the sky.

The truly powerful Tenth Level of Body Refining is very terrifying. Not only is it powerful, but it is also very fast. He might have been killed by him before he could run far.

There are many types of body refining the tenth level. Just like Yun Mo, the eighth level of body refining, he can defeat Yun Mo when he encounters ordinary body refining the eighth level or even nine or tenth level.

The same is true for the tenth level of body refining. The weak are divided into the weak and the strong. The weak think about the Qian Lion Hall, the master of Qian Feng just now, and the strong are like Qian Long now!

So, Yun Mo said this with a stingy head, and it can also be said to be a courage for himself.

Not to mention that he consumes a lot of internal energy now and has suffered a lot of injuries, even the peak self may not be Qian Long, the opponent of the tenth level of body refining, let alone now.

Don’t think that it was easy for Yun Mo to kill those eighth levels of body refining before. In fact, he consumed a lot of internal energy and spirit, and was injured in the sword formation that was fighting against the "Three-legged Cauldron". These Yun Mo just didn’t show it.

"Brother Yun..." Just as Yun Mo was extremely alert, a faint voice sounded behind him.

"Well? Wang Rufeng, you are not dead yet?" Yun Mo was surprised and then walked in front of Wang Rufeng, but Yun Mo stepped back to Wang Rufeng's side. His eyes were still looking at Qian Long with vigilance.

Qian Long did not make any extra moves, and he was also very surprised. He had seen Wang Rufeng die by his own eyes by his long sword in his heart. Why is he alive now? Maybe it's just a reflection.

Seeing Yun Mo coming to his side, Wang Rufeng said intermittently in a faint voice: "Brother Bai, oh no, little prince, please do your next favor and hand this bag to Wang Feng, the head of the Wang family, and tell him that I, Wang Rufeng, brought the things back."

"There are some detoxification herbs there, haha, Wang Feng, don't waste your time." Hearing this, Qian Long laughed, "Wang Rufeng, my Tang Sect poison is actually so easy to relieve? The antidotes bought on the market are useless, so I went to Diancangshan to find herbs, thinking they are useful?"

"Ahem...you...your door is so despicable that it actually poisons..." Wang Rufeng stared at Qian Long fiercely when he heard Qian Long's words, wishing he could eat him to vent his hatred.

"Anyway, you are all going to die. I might as well tell you that our gang leader has fallen in love with your family Wang Yuyan. I have told you to give Wang Yuyan to our gang leader. You don't listen. Now, your opponent, the Jiang family, comes to us, so...hehe... it's so soft that I can only be hard."

"What a pity, it's your Wang family who is seeking death, no wonder others. Just three days ago, our gang leader issued a decisive killing order, except for Wang Yuyan, he wanted to kill all the members of the Wang family."

Qian Long smiled cruelly, and was not in a hurry, looking at Wang Rufeng with a smile.

"Puff." Hearing Qian Long's words, Wang Rufeng, who had already entered the death, spit out a mouthful of blood again, and his anger hit his heart, his face was as pale as paper, and his pupils gradually faded.

"You still want to go to Cangshan to find the antidote. Could it be that you have found any precious antidote herbs? But so what? Do you think he can escape from me? Stop dreaming, you both will die today."

Seeing Wang Rufeng vomiting blood by himself, Qian Long smiled very happily and said mocking again.

Wang Rufeng's vitality gradually disappeared, and he said in a very faint voice: "Little Prince, I just heard that you are the son of the Iron God King. As the son of the No. 1 master in the world, you will definitely not be ordinary. Please help me give the things to the Wang family."

Looking at Wang Rufeng whose vitality gradually disappeared, Yun Mo solemnly said: "If I survive, I will!"

Hearing this sentence, Wang Rufeng's gradually dimming pupils suddenly had a glimmer, but it soon became dimmed.

"Thanks......."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ru turned his head and no sound came to an end.

"Wang Rufeng!" Yun Mo shouted softly. Seeing that Wang Rufeng was indeed dead, an inexplicable flame began to burn in his heart. The expression on his face could no longer be controlled. He was very angry and had a ferocious look.

Yun Mo stood up, pulled out the Zhuxian Sword, pointed the sword at Qian Long, and Yun Mo's aura suddenly changed. His face had become extremely calm, and he became very cold and frighteningly cold.

"Boy, seeing how you are, are you going to avenge him? Since that's the case, you can go down and accompany him."

Qian Long saw that Wang Rufeng was dead, so he stopped delaying.

The next moment, Qian Long touched his waist with one hand, and with a "whisper", he pulled out a bright soft sword from his belt. With just a trembling trembling, it immediately became extremely straight.

Then Qian Long held the sword in one hand and walked towards Yunmo with a swagger.

He was not worried that Yun Mo could defeat him at all. Even if he was given some time to recover his internal strength and physical strength, so what? The recovery was limited, and the injuries on his body could not be recovered in a short time. The most important thing is that the gap between the eighth level of body refining and the tenth level of body refining is like a gap and cannot be crossed.

Yun Mo's pupils shrank slightly. As soon as the other party walked into a few feet, the long sword in his hand swung out without hesitation, and five sword shadows immediately flew out.

Facing Qian Long, a powerful enemy, Yun Mo naturally did not dare to keep it. He took Dugu Nine Swords as soon as he took action!

"Hey, is this Dugu Nine Swords? Good sword technique, but unfortunately, the person who holds the sword is too weak."
Chapter completed!