In the eighth year, the time of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the eighth month was the first month.

In the eighth year, the time of the nine stars, the hour of You month, the white dew and the autumnal equinox.

The four sons of Jiuxingmen came to the seventh day of the Himalayas.

This day is the fifth day when Nangong Xuanwu enters the Scorpio Temple.

Inside the Scorpio Temple, in the space where Nangong Xuanwu fights Elder Yin.

In the shape of a dark Scorpio, within the magic circle, Nangong Xuanwu used the energy of the fairy spirit energy to ignite hundreds of fairy spirit flames.

At the head of the Scorpio magic circle, hundreds of fairy flames formed a circle, and Nangong Xuanwu was in the center of the fairy flame circle.

In front of Nangong Xuanwu, about one meter, the Cangsheng Divine Sword has not been unsheathed and stands erected on the ground.

For four days, the eighth wisp of Harry Deben's soul energy continued to flow, and the thick black air covered the sky and surrounded the circle of fairy flames.

Whenever the thick black air wants to get close to it and swallow the fairy flame, it will be burned into a larger flame, floating in the air like a fire cloud.

In this way, Harry Deben's eighth wisp of the soul energy of the dead has been tried and circulated countless times.

At this moment, the scene in the Scorpio Temple was like the setting sun, and the black air was burned red, floating in the air like a fire cloud.

The fire and clouds circulate endlessly, and the bright red sunset has been going on for four days.

Today is the fifth day, and it is inevitable that Nangong Xuanwu and Elder Yin will feel tired when they fight.

At present, with the increasing number of fire and clouds.

In the entire Scorpio temple, it is like a celestial phenomenon is reversed.

From the first day of the battle with Nangong Xuanwu, there was a dark scene.

By the next day, it was dull.

On the third day, the sunset is brighter and the temple of Scorpio looks even brighter.

By the fourth day, the black gas that was burned red, floating above like a fire cloud, had already occupied most of the space of the temple.

At the moment, Elder Yin was at a loss. If the battle continued, it would be inevitable that he would lose.

Unless, the current situation has been stalemate, Harry Deben's eighth wisp of the soul energy of the dead will stop attacking.

If so, it will be a draw that cannot be won.

He was wondering why he was just a young man who had such skills to support hundreds of fairy flames for four days and four nights.

This is absolutely abnormal! What kind of energy is supporting hundreds of fairy flames.

In the four days, Elder Yin dozens of times, with the power of the dark spirit, scanned Nangong Xuanwu and the young man's body, trying to find out the reason.

However, no matter how hard Elder Yin tried, he still won no gains.

Every time, Elder Yin waved the dark spear in his hand and attacked Nangong Xuanwu, who was in the circle surrounded by hundreds of fairy flames.

All of them are the same result. The dark spear was like hitting an invisible shield. After a rain of fire was blown out, the dark spear was reversed back.

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Until the fifth day of the fierce battle between Elder Yin and Nangong Xuanwu.

Elder Yin suddenly realized that the sword stood up on the ground about one meter in front of the young man, but never sheathed.

At this time, Elder Yin immediately used the power of the dark spirit to scan the sword in front of the young man that had never been unsheathed.

This time, it was indeed discovered that hundreds of invisible spiritual filaments were hidden in the shadows, connecting the fairy spirit aura of Nangong Xuanwu and the spiritual energy of the divine sword together.

The hundreds of nearly invisible spiritual filaments arranged by the Cangsheng Divine Sword connect the circle into a whole.

This makes Nangong Xuanwu, the undead soul energy of Elder Jae-yin and the eighth wisp of Harry Deben, possesses a defensive power that is close to irrefutable under the double attack.

The reason why the sword was not unsheathed was to hide the spiritual connection between the divine sword and its master.

At this moment, after Elder Yin understood all this.

That is, he no longer blindly attacks. At the same time, Harry Deben's eighth wisp of soul energy in his undead no longer tries to devour the fairy flame.

At this moment, the circle surrounded by hundreds of fairy flames, Nangong Xuanwu, who was in the center of the circle, was still sitting cross-legged with his legs and his eyes slightly closed.

Still, the idea of ​​a protracted war continues. In the process of sucking and spitting, it absorbs the thin spiritual energy of heaven and earth, continuously and outputs the aura of fairy spirit.

At the same time, the young man maintains his mental power and is not infected by any dark spiritual power.

At this time, Elder Yin looked at Nangong Xuanwu in the center of the circle, his eyes were full of cold light, and he felt endless hatred, as if this blow would break through his defense in one fell swoop.

At this time, Elder Yin held the dark spear, gathering the eighth wisp of Harry Deben's soul energy.

At this moment, he waved his hand, and the dark spear mixed with the soul energy of the dead, flew toward Nangong Xuanwu at a speed as fast as thunder. The Cangsheng Divine Sword that stood upright on the ground but had not been sheathed.

The dark spear was like a giant hammer, hitting the Cangsheng Divine Sword heavily, smashing it to the ground.

Just heard a loud "bang" sound, and in an instant, the Scorpio temple suddenly dimmed. In a blink of an eye, the boundless darkness was driving out light little by little.

In the center of the circle, Nangong Xuanwu only felt the Cangsheng sword standing in front of him, and it shook violently.

Suddenly, most of the filaments that originally hidden invisible spiritual filaments, which connected the spirit between the divine sword and the master, were destroyed in one go.

Then, a whole was connected with the immortal spirit aura of Nangong Xuanwu and the spiritual energy of the divine sword, and a whole, and a gap appeared in an instant.

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At this time, the young man felt a huge storm around his body, like a sharp blade of evil wind blowing rapidly.

At this moment, the dark energy gathered from all sides was like a turbulent knife.

At this moment, Nangong Xuanwu was suddenly shocked.

He tried his best to suppress his anger, and his heart was filled with turbulent anger.

Only in this way can Nangong Xuanwu convert the thin spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the aura of immortal spirit in the Scorpio temple.

"Nangong Xuanwu, you are starting to feel restless inside. This is not a good thing, I'm very worried!"

Elder Yin's voice was desolate and gloomy, full of smug sarcasm.

The sound came into Nangong Xuanwu's ears intermittently, hitting Nangong Xuanwu's spiritual world, like a storm!

Previously, four days and four nights, Nangong Xuanwu's heart was completely silent, so quiet that there was no sound!

Before, because of the incredible concentration and the inward heart, there was no turmoil, so there was extremely quiet!

At this moment, Nangong Xuanwu opened his eyes and said calmly: "Please rest assured, I will overcome my inner fluctuations and will not cause any trouble to me using defense instead of attack. Therefore, your attack will not change the final defeat!"

Elder Yin smiled coldly and said, "Young man, keep talking! Your defensive flaw is on the divine sword that has not been unsheathed. Can you draw the sword and compete with me?"

Nangong Xuanwu calmly retorted: "Can you remove the evil soul energy of the undead from the dark spear in your hand?"

Elder Yin said disdainfully: "Why!"

At this time, the light in the Scorpio Temple returned to Nangong Xuanwu. The scene of the second day when I entered the temple was dim and yellow.

At this moment, Nangong Xuanwu stood up from the ground, looked up at the surroundings, and watched the burning clouds, which were swallowed by the darkness and turned into invisible ashes, fueling the dark spiritual power of Harry Deben's eighth wisp of soul energy.

At this moment, Nangong Xuanwu saw it in his eyes, and the disappearing clouds were like a little spark, disappearing into his eyes, slowly igniting all the anger in his heart.

The next moment, Nangong Xuanwu's fist clenched unknowingly.

Nangong Xuanwu said angrily, "So what if you break the tactic of defending instead of attack? Even if you, the Gulan Academy of Ganges, plotted us and lured us into this temple blessed by Harry Deben's soul energy."

Elder Yin continued to attack his heart, sneered coldly, and said, "You finally admit that you are stupid!"

Nangong Xuanwu continued to say angrily: "It's not time for you to be proud, and it's unknown who will win or lose!"

After saying that, Nangong Xuanwu raised his hand and sucked the Cangsheng Changshen sword, which was originally smashed by the dark spear, into his hand.

At this moment, Nangong Xuanwu calmed down his anger, calmed his mind, and had no expression on his face.

He slowly held the Cangsheng Sword with his left hand, and slowly closed his eyes. In his mind, the phantom of General Huo Qubing, a general in the white robe, appeared in Nangong Xuanwu's mind.

At this moment, in the past, General Huo Qubing's soul knowledge was taught the sword technique of stopping the sword on the top of the Himalayan Snow Mountain.

In an instant, in the sword technique of Zhige, every stroke, a word and a heart appeared in his mind.

The sword technique of stopping the sword originated from China,

Taking offense as defense, defend as attack,

The sword energy is invisible, endless,

Standing in a state of courage, invisible and shadowless.

One mind, one mind, one mind, one mind, one mind,

No attachment, no self, no boundary, no end,

No hatred and no resentment, no form,

The sword's heart is straight and straight, and the heart is upright for life.

Sharply enters sword energy, righteous energy is attacking,

Awakening the mind, the mind is to protect it,

A thought of life and death, and a re-creation of heaven,
To be continued...