After Xu Yang finished speaking, lingxu's artifact in his palm immediately turned into a huge dark gold scissors. After half a day's suspension around Xu Yang, under the guidance of his spiritual power, he locked the breath of the man in black in front of him and launched a new round of offensive towards his noumenon.

After all, the huge scissors form is also the strength of lingxu's main artifact. Even if the opponent has the strength of Wushen level, it's not so easy to get rid of the attack of lingxu's main artifact under Xu Yang's powerful mental tracking.

After a few simple rounds of collision, Xu Yang used the delicate form of lingxu's main artifact to cut the clothes used to cover the body of the man in black into pieces.

Sure enough, he lost the cover of his coat. The golden mark on the guy's chest was a perfect confirmation of Xu Yang's judgment, because it belonged to those disciples who were loyal to the dark forces.

And this southern palace has a dark gold mark, which proves that it controls his originator behind the scenes, or at least the strength of the gold robed believers.

Maybe even the priestess himself!

"No! How can this happen, uncle Nangong? Tell me what you've been through? Who on earth did it to you? "

LAN ling'er didn't believe Xu Yang's judgment before, but now the appearance of this dark golden mark makes her speechless, and finally has to return to Xu Yang's camp.

It is obvious that her call to Nangong is meaningless at all, but because Xu Yang gives his hand to this guy ahead of time, the strong man of Nangong martial god level with dark gold mark on his chest finally shows an angry expression, and his straight eyes are always locked on Xu Yang.

Then a huge breath of martial arts emerged quickly driven by this guy's imprint. His whole body was completely surrounded by a thick momentum of martial arts three feet away.

"What a terrible breath! I'm afraid uncle Nangong should be more powerful than the power he originally possessed! "

LAN ling'er is very familiar with one of the seven elders of his clan. Seeing the release of such an overbearing atmosphere of martial arts, LAN ling'er judges that the Nangong elder, who has been controlled by the powerful behind the scenes, is likely to come for the purpose of killing himself.

Xu Yang shook his head slightly. With his rich combat experience, he could see at a glance that this man should not be able to regain consciousness in a short time.

"I have to suppress it with great power, and then invade into his soul world, so that I can help him eliminate and control his soul."

LAN ling'er instinctively grabs Xu Yang's arm and throws a begging look at him.

"Please, brother Xu Yang! We must help Uncle Nangong to recover. Those uncles and uncles in the clan have watched me grow up since childhood. I really don't want them to have anything to do with it. "

Xu Yang patted her palm gently to show her that she was at ease, and then the whole person immediately entered the state of serious combat. You should know that Xu Yang in this state is almost the pronoun of invincible.

See before blue Ling son once saw in the body of Xu Yang that kind of domineering side leak, incomparable edge appeared again.

With his step forward, the golden light on the water naturally radiates out in every part of his body. The light is very soft, but it has an irresistible God like influence.

"Nangong looks into my eyes and shows his submission to me. This is the only choice you can make at present. Obey your own heart and surrender to me. Don't struggle in front of absolute power."

Xu Yang's voice of soul is constantly injected into the lost soul world of Nangong. Sure enough, it has played a certain role.

Nangong began to shake unconsciously, but it didn't last long. Soon his pupils became scarlet.

At the same time, he began to roar crazily. The angry roar in his mouth moved the martial arts breath from him and began to conflict with Xu Yang.

Every time I raise my hand, it means that I have a very strong power wave to smash it. Then a dark blue light came from the sky behind him. It was Nangong's beloved sword that gave out a piercing roar.

Under the guidance of his martial arts breath, he stabbed Xu Yang fiercely, and the space around the place where the sword passed sent out dark blue light spots.

It's a sword technique with its own frost attribute. When Xu Yang saw Nangong's moves, he didn't hesitate to change lingxu into Hanquan.

"I really want to see if you can compete with my cold spring."

Xu Yang's duty is not to yield. The cold spring is the main artifact. At the moment when the edge is exposed, the whole void is completely locked by the ice blue breath. The gap between the two is just like the stream and the sea, and the firefly candle and the bright moon are not in the same order of magnitude.

Only one face to face, the fury of the two magic swords collided in the void. In an instant, the intimate sword belonging to Nangong was chopped up by Xu Yang's terror.Looking at his beloved sword falling in front of him, Nangong once again fell into a more violent mood.

He began to condense all the martial arts breath around him in his fist, and tried to launch a new round of close combat with Xu Yang. The two lights and shadows crisscrossed in the void and collided continuously. The most pure fight between martial arts forces was staged one after another in the void battlefield of the imperial capital in the dark night.

However, Xu Yang only used one hand to carry the other behind him from the beginning to the end, and his figure always stood in a fixed position to meet all kinds of moves belonging to Nangong Wushen level.

There is a great master's spirit of responding to changes with constancy.

LAN ling'er is very clear about the strength of his uncle Nangong. Originally, when Xu Yang decided to help him suppress the violent Nangong, LAN ling'er was still worried about Xu Yang.

Because he didn't know what his friendly uncle would look like when he was completely mad, but after such a high-intensity fight, LAN ling'er found that his worry about Xu Yang was unnecessary.

If Xu Yang doesn't look at LAN ling'er's face, he will bring fatal damage to the Nangong if he releases his top secret.

"Well, I've given you enough shots. You don't have the chance to get the upper hand. Then the game should be over."

Xu Yang finished saying, the body suddenly disappeared in place. When he came out of his body again, the sword in his hand had been pressed on Nangong's neck.