The night is dark and the wind is high, and the light wind blows into the broken temple, caressing the people, making people have a cool feeling. Nan Haiming shuddered, and wanted to turn over and continue sleeping, but saw that the old man in the moon-white robe in the temple was kneeling on the ground, bowing to the stars constantly, as if he was holding some kind of ancient sacrifice.

Under the starlight, Nan Haiming felt a warmth, a very comfortable feeling, sleepiness hit, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

The old man continued to bow to the starry sky, Nan Haiming's life star was shaking, crumbling, and at the same time, Nan Haiming's body was also trembling, and his sleepiness became more and more intense, as if there seemed to be some traction in the dark, which was very weird.

Uncle Hai on the side saw Nan Haiming's body trembling, and he couldn't help frowning, and suddenly he exclaimed: "It's not good, star worship spell, you are from Kuixing Mountain?"

Nan Haiming was also shocked when he heard it, but his eyelids were heavy, but he couldn't get up when he wanted to get up.

Mo Lao, who took the lead in entering Nan Jianli's tomb before, was a person from Kui Xing Mountain, and later the two tore their faces, and Nan Hai Ming completely broke with Kui Xing Mountain, it seems that the two were sent by Kui Xing Mountain to kill Nan Hai Ming.

"Stop!"

When Uncle Hai saw Nan Haiming's situation, he was immediately in a hurry, and with a "poof", the long sword was unsheathed, and he wanted to kill the old man.

The old man's eyes narrowed, the law and seal changed again and again, and then pointed to Uncle Hai, and saw that the life star of Nanhai Ming in the sky was bright, and a pillar of light was thrown straight down, covering Uncle Hai.

Uncle Hai was startled, drew his sword and stabbed the light curtain, but he heard Nan Haiming shouting, as if he had suffered some kind of heavy injury. Uncle Hai was shocked, hurriedly withdrew his sword, and did not dare to make any moves.

"This is the starlight spell of my Kui Xingshan, the old man covers you with Nan Haiming's life starlight, if you move the starlight, you will hurt Nan Haiming, you can think clearly. The old man's smile became more and more terrifying, and it was creepy to hear.

When Uncle Hai heard this, he didn't dare to move anymore, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, turning around, but there was nothing he could do.

"Xing'er, it's up to you next. The old man's gaze looked at the young man on the side.

The young man's eyes were like starry eyes, he nodded heavily, and walked towards Nan Haiming with his sword.

Nan Haiming found that he could move, and he was immediately overjoyed, and when he saw the young man coming, he hurriedly held his sword and guarded.

"You are Nan Haiming?" said the young man.

Nan Haiming nodded, answered the young man, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"Kui Xingshan Chen Puxing, Mo Lao is my master, and I am taking your life on the orders of my master today. The boy said.

Nan Haiming sneered and said, "Who should I be, it turns out that you are the apprentice of the old turtle, even if you don't look for me, I will go to you sooner or later." ”

"Hmph, you and I are both in the realm of the pinnacle of the Spirit Realm, and no one in the same realm is my opponent, so you can die. ”

The young man's eyes were cold, and the long sword burst out of the Dao starlight, and a sword stabbed at Nan Haiming.

"Hmph, arrogant!"

Nan Hai Ming also drew his sword and stabbed straight at the young man.

The tips of the two long swords collided, making a thunderous blasting sound, and the sound of "thunderbolt crackling" was like the continuous explosion of fried chestnuts.

With a loud "boom", the two long swords were broken several times at the same time, and neither of them refused to give in, and at the same time abandoned the broken sword and rushed straight to each other.

There was a loud "pop", and the two palms collided, and they separated with one touch, and each withdrew five or six steps.

"Haha, Nan Haiming, you are doomed, you dare to fight with Xing'er, do you know what Xing'er is cultivating? The old man told you that Xing'er is cultivating my Kui Xingshan's quenching star technique, specializing in refining spiritual power, the purity of spiritual power is unimaginable, in the same realm, no one can beat him. The old man was overjoyed.

"Wow", as soon as his words fell, it was Chen Puxing who opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

What's the situation?

No way, it's absolutely impossible!

The quenching star recipe is a four-grade superior exercise, a practice that specializes in refining spiritual power, Chen Puxing's spiritual power purity has reached a point that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, how could he vomit blood when he was beaten with Nan Haiming's palm power?

Could it be that the purity of Nanhai Ming's spiritual power is still above Chen Puxing?

The old man seemed to have thought of something, and a look of horror appeared on his wrinkled face.

There is only one case, the level of the exercises cultivated by Nan Haiming is higher than that of the fourth-grade superior exercises. Above the fourth-order superior exercises is the fifth-order, fifth-order exercises, how is this possible?

Isn't the fifth-order exercise already lost?

Also shocked was Uncle Hai, Uncle Hai couldn't be clearer about Nan Haiming's situation, Nan Haiming practiced the family heirloom Dayan Sword Technique, and then he didn't know where he learned Tiangang Haoran Gong, but these two exercises are fourth-order superior exercises, when did Nan Haiming learn the fifth-order exercises?

Nan Haiming's face was flushed, but he quickly returned to his normal color, he looked directly at the young man, and sneered: "What is invincible in the same realm, it's a joke." ”

The young man was arrogant, where had he ever received such a breath, and he was angry with a mouthful of old blood by Nan Haiming, his body was shaking, and he couldn't stand steadily.

When the old man saw it, he was immediately shocked, he couldn't care about anything else, he hurriedly withdrew his supernatural powers, picked up Chen Puxing, his body was vertical, and disappeared into the darkness in a blink of an eye.

Uncle Hai was all about Nan Haiming, and he didn't chase after him, he hurriedly walked to Nan Haiming's side, and asked with concern: "Young Master, are you okay?"

Nan Haiming shook his head and said, "I'm fine, it's just that my breath is a little disordered, just breathe." ”

"That's good, that's good. Uncle Hai breathed a sigh of relief.

Nan Haiming was preoccupied, and said, "Uncle Hai, Kui Xingshan has found my life star, is it possible that they will kill me at any time?"

Uncle Hai was taken aback, his face turned pale, and he said, "I'm afraid so." ”

"What should I do then?" said Nankai Akeyu.

"I'm afraid that only by killing the old man now, the people of Kuixing Mountain will not be able to find the young master's life star. Uncle Hai's face turned ruthless, and his killing intent burst out.

Nan Haiming nodded heavily, I'm afraid there is only this way.

"Without further ado, let's catch up. Uncle Hai urged.

"Good!"

At stake, Nan Haiming didn't dare to be careless, so he immediately agreed, and went straight to the direction where Kui Xingshan and the two escaped.

It's just the vast night, the two have long disappeared without a trace, where to find the two?

What a curiosity kills the cat!

Nan Haiming's face was bitter, he regretted his death now, he blamed himself for not being deeply involved in the world, and he was in the way of the old man, it seems that he must be more careful in the future.

"Young Master, don't worry too much, the fate star is hidden in the starry sky, maybe after tonight, the old man in Kuixing Mountain will not be able to find the young master's life star. Uncle Hai comforted.

Nan Haiming smiled bitterly, so he had to comfort himself like this.

This night, Nanhai was obviously frightened, and he never closed his eyes all night, for fear that he would fall asleep and never wake up again.