To Nangong Yu's surprise, after his sharp punch hit Yun Mo's finger, Nangong Yu himself hurriedly took a few steps back.

Yun Mo, standing like an ancient pine, was still motionless.

This result also made Yun Feiyang on the side also have a hint of surprise.

Murong Yue was shocked when she saw the battle between Yun Mo and Nangong Yu. The fifth level of body refining could actually fight against the seventh level of body refining. It was really a monster.

In the middle of the prison cell, Nangong Yu secretly suppressed the rioting internal force, and his face was filled with an incredible look. He spoke to Yun Mo:

"The little prince is worthy of being the son of the Iron God King, the best master in the world. He has no dog son!"

Nangong Yu had already flattered him vaguely, and he did not miss a chance to leave.

Yun Mo laughed when he heard this, and then his tone suddenly became extremely cold:

"Nangong Yu, don't hide your strength. If you don't defeat me, I will kill you!"

When Nangong Yu heard this, his face changed and he said, "Little Prince, why bother with each other?"

"To tell you the truth, Nangong Yu, you can't survive today." Yun Mo said coldly.

A trace of fear flashed in Nangong Yu's eyes, and he looked at Yun Mo and found that Yun Mo didn't seem to be lying.

Yes, in the eyes of Yun Feiyang, the world's number one master, he may be an ant and doesn't care about his life or death!

I'm not willing to give up!

A hint of madness appeared in Nangong Yu's eyes.

"I will even pull you to the back even if I die! Prajna Palm!"

The internal strength of Nangong Yu's dantian instantly increased to the extreme, and the cultivation level of the seventh level of body refining suddenly burst out, and a powerful aura suddenly appeared on Nangong Yu.

This is the power that real warriors in the late stage of body refining have, not comparable to those in the middle stage of body refining.

Nangong Yu stepped on the ground hard, his internal strength spread all over his body. He raised his hands, brought up the shadow of the palms in the sky, and attacked Yun Mo fiercely not far away.

"Good come!"

Yun Mo also shouted softly and took a twelve-point spirit to deal with Nangong Yu's counterattack before his death!

Even though he knew that a death-death counterattack was the most terrifying, Yun Mo had to be careful.

Looking at the shadow of the palms all over the sky, a trace of doubt flashed through Yun Mo's heart. It turned out to be the Prajna Palm, one of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills. I don't know where this Nangong Yu came from.

Not only that, Yun Feiyang next to him was also surprised, and then grabbed a test piece. Unexpectedly, he saw the Prajna Palm. It seemed that the black and white evil spirits were well-known.

Yun Mo raised his internal strength and used the Lingbo Microstep technique, and his body turned into afterimages, struggling to avoid the shadows of the palms emitted by Nangong Yu.

The crazy Nangong Yu made Yun Mo feel a crisis.

In an instant, the shadow of the palm filled with the internal force, and the strong wind raged.

Nangong Yu's palm was as fast as a palm, and one palm was as sharp as the other. The palm shadows instantly wrapped Yun Mo's figure in.

Yun Mo struggled to resist, but he really couldn't escape, so he relied on his terrifying body to block several attacks.

It was Yun Mo's Lingbo Weibu that had not yet cultivated to great success. If he had cultivated to great success, Nangong Yu would probably not even be able to touch Yun Mo's clothes.

However, blindly being beaten is not Yun Mo’s style!

After being forced to take Nangong Yu's palm, Yun Mo groaned, then retreated and left the battle circle.

Nangong Yu refused to give in and continued to pursue.

But just now, Yun Mo had already won two seconds of breathing time.

"Immortal**!"

Yun Mo shouted softly, and suddenly there was a dazzling light in his body, and powerful internal force gushed out from his dantian, and a trace of rich internal force permeated around Yun Mo's body.

Yun Mo's body strength instantly increased tenfold, cells everywhere in his body were active, and his heart made a powerful sound.

A momentum that was several times stronger than Nangong Yu suddenly burst out from Yun Mo's body, like a sharp sword unsheathed, showing its peerless sharpness.

With a bang, Yun Mo's upper body burst into pieces, revealing his strong muscles.

Yun Mo pounded his chest with his arms and made a thud sound.

Feeling the terrifying power of his body, the corners of his mouth raised a cold curve, and his eyes suddenly emitted two terrifying lights.

"Let you see what immortality means!"

Yun Mo shouted softly in his heart, stepped on the ground lightly, lifted his fist, and brought up a whirlwind, attacking Nangong Yuli fiercely.

Nangong Yu looked at Yun Mo, who was as powerful as a tiger, especially his steel-like muscles. He also heard the sound of the metal and iron intersecting just now.

What a fuck, what kind of body!

Nangong Yu wailed in his heart, a look of fear appeared in his eyes, and he swallowed hard.

Yun Mo didn't give Nangong Yu time to react. In an instant, his fist, wrapped in rich internal force, was surrounded by terrifying power in his body, attacking Nangong Yu's chest.

Nangong Yu had no time to react, so he had to subconsciously put his hands on his chest.

With a light bang, Yun Mo punched Nangong Yu hard.

With a click, Nangong Yu's hands broke instantly and were blasted at his own chest by Yun Mo's fist.

Nangong Yu's body was like a kite with a broken string, flying straight backwards for more than ten meters. With a bang, he fell to the ground in a mess.

"Ah, ah, ah."

Nangong Yu, who was lying on the ground, held his broken hand, wailing in pain, and the cold sweat of beans fell quickly from his forehead.

The madness on the face had disappeared, leaving only pale and deep fear.

Seeing that Nangong Yu was blown by himself, Yun Mo was very satisfied with the effect. At that moment, his body turned into a afterimage and appeared in front of Nangong Yu, saying indifferently.

"Nangong Yu, I'm sorry."

Yun Mo murmured, looking at Nangong Yu who was wailing, and raised his right hand and was about to fall down.

"No, little prince, let us go."

Murong Yue on the other side suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yun Mo.

She was scared, she was afraid that the next one would be her turn, and she didn't want to die.

Yun Mo turned his head and said coldly to Murong Yue: "Don't worry, I won't kill him now."

He really didn't kill Nangong Yu, so Yun Mo just clicked the acupoint on his body, imprisoning Nangong Yu's internal strength.

Nangong Yu hugged his arms and howled, unable to avoid it.

Moreover, Nangong Yu, who was imprisoned with internal strength, had no nourishment and repair of internal strength, and his arms and chest were even more painful.

Murong Yue was stunned. He didn't know what Yun Mo meant, but the next moment he saw what Yun Mo did, as if he had seen a ghost. He screamed in shock, and his body retreated wildly, obviously seeing something that scared her very much.

After imprisoning Nangong Yu's internal force, Yun Mo raised his right hand and placed it above Nangong Yu's body. A suction force suddenly erupted from the palm of his hand.

"Absorbing**!"
Chapter completed!