After Xu Yang finished speaking, the Lingxu main artifact in his palm immediately transformed into a huge dark golden pair of scissors. After floating beside Xu Yang for a long time, under the guidance of his mental power, it locked onto the breath of the man in black in front of him and launched a new round of offensive towards his body.

After all, the huge scissors shape is also the strength of Lingxu's main artifact. Even if the opponent has the strength of a martial god, it is 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 and impact, Xu Yang used the exquisite form of Lingxu's main artifact to cut the clothes used to cover the body of the man in black into pieces.

As expected, without the cover of his outer coat, the golden mark that kept flashing on this guy's chest perfectly confirmed all Xu Yang's previous judgments about him, because this mark only belonged to those disciples who were loyal to the dark forces.

The fact that this Nangong possessed a dark golden mark proved that the person who was controlling him behind the scenes was at least a powerful golden robe believer.

It is even possible that the high priest took action personally!

"No!

How could this happen? Uncle Nangong, please tell me what you have been through?

Who did this to you?"

Lan Ling'er didn't believe Xu Yang's judgment before, but now the appearance of this dark golden mark left her speechless, and she finally had to return to Xu Yang's camp.

Obviously, her call to Nangong was meaningless, but because Xu Yang had attacked this guy in advance, Nangong, a martial god-level strong man with a dark golden mark on his chest, finally showed an angry expression, and his eyes were always fixed on Xu Yang.

Then, an incomparably powerful martial arts aura quickly emerged under the drive of this guy's mark, and he was completely surrounded by a thick martial arts energy three feet away.

"What a terrible breath!

Uncle Nangong's current state is probably even more powerful than the power he originally possessed!"

Lan Ling'er was very familiar with one of the seven elders of her own sect. Seeing the release of such a domineering martial arts aura in front of her, Lan Ling'er judged that Elder Nangong, who was controlled by a powerful person behind the scenes, was most likely here to kill her.

Xu Yang shook his head slightly. With his rich combat experience, he could tell at a glance that this person would not be able to regain consciousness in a short period of time.

"I must suppress it with my powerful strength, and then invade his soul world, to have a chance to help him eliminate the soul thoughts that control him."

Lan Ling'er instinctively grabbed Xu Yang's arm and gave him a pleading look.

"Please, Brother Xu Yang!

We must help Uncle Nangong regain consciousness.

The uncles and aunts in the sect have watched me grow up since I was a child, and I really don’t want anything to happen to them.”

Xu Yang gently patted her hands to signal her to rest assured, and then he immediately entered a state of serious fighting. You know, Xu Yang in this state is almost synonymous with the word invincible.

The domineering and unparalleled edge that Lan Ling'er had seen in Xu Yang before appeared again.

As he continued to step forward, the golden light on the water naturally radiated from every part of his body. The light was very soft, but it had an irresistible god-like influence.

"Nangong, look into my eyes and surrender to me. This is the only choice you can make right now. Follow your heart and surrender to me. Don't struggle in the face of absolute power."

The sound of Xu Yang's soul was constantly injected into Nangong's lost soul world.

It really did work to a certain extent.

Nangong began to tremble unconsciously, but the trembling did not last long, and soon his pupils began to turn increasingly scarlet.

At the same time, he began to roar madly, and the angry roar from his mouth drove the martial arts aura emanating from his body and began to continuously conflict with Xu Yang's body.

Every moment you raise your hand, it means that a very powerful force wave will hit you.

Immediately afterwards, Nangong's personal artifact suddenly made a humming sound, and then a dark blue light rose from the sky behind him. It was Nangong's beloved personal sword that made a piercing roar.

Guided by his martial arts aura and power, he stabbed towards Xu Yang fiercely. Wherever the sword passed, dark blue light spots were emitted from the surrounding space.

That was a sword technique with an icy aura. When Xu Yang saw Nangong using such a technique, he did not hesitate to replace Lingxu with Hanquan.

"I really want to see a contest of frost-attribute power. Can your mere artifact compete with my cold spring?"

Xu Yang took the lead without hesitation, and the moment the Hanquan main artifact was revealed, the entire void was completely locked by the ice-blue aura. The gap between the two was like that between a stream and the sea, and a firefly and the bright moon were not at the same level at all.

After just one encounter, the violent sword energy of the two magic swords collided in the void, and in an instant, the personal sword belonging to Nangong was instantly cut into pieces by Xu Yang's terrifying sword energy.

Looking at his beloved sword falling in pieces in front of him, Nangong once again fell into a deeper state of rage.

He began to condense all the martial arts aura around him into his fists, trying to start a new round of close combat with Xu Yang. The two shadows crisscrossed and collided continuously in the void. The confrontation between the purest martial arts forces was staged one after another in the void battlefield of the Dark Night Imperial Capital.

It's just that Xu Yang only used one hand from beginning to end, with the other hand behind his back, and his figure always stood in a fixed position to welcome all kinds of moves from Nangong Wushen-level power.

He has the spirit of a master who can respond to ever-changing situations with the unchanging attitude.

Speaking of which, Lan Ling'er was very clear about the strength of her Uncle Nangong. Originally, when Xu Yang decided to help him suppress the violent Nangong, Lan Ling'er was still a little worried about Xu Yang.

Because he had no idea what his kind and friendly uncle would look like when he went completely crazy. However, after such an intense fight between the two, Lan Ling'er realized that his worries about Xu Yang were completely unnecessary.

If Xu Yang didn't consider Lan Ling'er's face, any top-level secret technique he released would have dealt a fatal blow to Nangong.

"Alright, I've given you enough rounds to attack, and you don't have the slightest chance of gaining the upper hand. It's time to end this game."

After Xu Yang finished speaking, his real body suddenly disappeared from the spot.

When he transformed into his original physical body again, the sword in his hand had already pressed on Nangong's neck.