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Yun Xiaoxie flew up with a nameless short stick in his hand, and smashed it down in mid-air.

Chen Mo took three or four steps back, and after staggering the most fierce attack of the nameless short stick, the white bone magic weapon in his hand galloped up against the nameless short stick that was quickly smashed, and the two magic weapons of the stick and bone collided together, making a sharp and piercing roar.

Yun Xiaoye felt as if he was splitting on a huge rock, and the force of the shock was particularly huge, coming from the body of the stick, his body involuntarily flew towards the sky in this strong force, unloading the force of the shock.

Chen Mo stepped back four steps, the blood in his eyes flashed, and just after stabilizing his body, he let out a clear roar, his body rose from the ground, and rushed towards Yun Xiaoye in mid-air.

Yun Xiaoxie's face changed slightly, and the nameless short stick in his hand swept by, and a dark cyan stick suddenly burst out, shooting at Chen Mo extremely fast, Chen Mo faced the speeding stick shadow, he did not show a panicked look, and the same reversed the white bone magic weapon in his hand, and a blood-red light curtain instantly burst out from the bone body of the white bone magic weapon, blocking the stick shadow.

Two spiritual powers of different attributes met violently about two feet from the ground, and the aftermath of the powerful energy spread out in all directions, and there was a strange glow of blue and red, which was almost impossible to look at.

When Yun Xiaoxie was stunned, he saw a miserable white light shooting out quickly from the two clouds of energy, like a thunderbolt that tore through the heavens and the earth, and it arrived in front of him in an instant.

Yun Xiaoxie's face changed greatly, and at the last moment, his body rose several feet higher, and he was able to dodge Chen Mo's strange blow.

"This Chen Mo of the Dementor Sect is so powerful!"

Yun Xiaoxie's face palpitated, just now fortunately he reacted quickly, otherwise he would definitely be hit hard under that white bone magic weapon.

In this confrontation, Yun Xiaoxie fell behind, and the strange thing was that Chen Mo did not take advantage of the momentum to pursue, but galloped up and held the white bone magic weapon, and fought with Yun Xiaoxiao in close quarters.

The short stick and the white bone collided fiercely in the air, and the black, red, blue, and gray four colors shone quickly, hitting from the top of the ring to the ring, and from the ring to the air, and so on several times, the two dismantled more than a thousand moves, and it was difficult to separate.

There was a stir on the side of the Shushan disciples in the audience.

Yun Xiaoye has not broken through the peak realm of the fourth layer of Shenhai in four years, known as the big waste material of Shushan, more than three months ago Yun Xiaoxiao ran away from home for three or four days, and after coming back, he made great progress, and not only defeated Zhu Gou in the disciple competition in the door, but also beat Han Xuemei who vomited blood.

The Shushan disciples who were able to come to Lingxiao Peak to watch the battle were all leaders in their respective veins, and their vision and experience were naturally not comparable to ordinary beginners, and they were all surprised to find that Yun Xiaoxie had made another great progress in his Taoism in this short period of three months.

Whether it is mana strength or speed, it is not even below the realm of Jindan.

In other words, in three months, Yun Xiaoxie jumped from the fourth layer of the Yin and Yang Qiankun Dao Divine Sea realm to the seventh layer of the Jindan realm, which was even more terrifying than when he jumped three layers in a row five years ago. （）

Gu Yufeng's face was surprised, and he said: "The cultivation of the junior brother seems to be more advanced than when he fought against Tang Wenshi that day, I have heard of Chen Mo of the Dementor Sect, he stood out in the internal test of the Demon Sect four years ago, and his cultivation should be at the peak realm of Jindan, and he is only one step away from the realm of flying swords......

The drunken Taoist next to him shook his head slightly, stared at the two people on the stage who were fighting fiercely, and said: "Chen Mo is letting Xiao Xie go, and he didn't show his full strength, of course, Xiao Ye is only a tentative attack now, and he didn't go all out." ”

The Shushan disciples beside him were surprised, and they all turned their heads to look at the drunken Taoist, and a few disciples also asked out loud.

In the face of these Shushan elite juniors, the drunken Taoist people also intend to cultivate, seeing that it is difficult for the two people on the stage to distinguish the winner in a short period of time, he opened his mouth to explain: "The set of stick method cultivated by the little evil, called the Eight Desolations, this set of sticks is mysterious, infinitely powerful, it was once a great mastery of our Shushan faction, among the predecessors of the past dynasties, it is said that only the second generation of patriarchs, the first Tianhuo Peak at that time had the highest attainments in the Eight Desolations ** stick method, and had comprehended the fifth type of Zhu Xian, and was already invincible in the world at that time. Xiao Xie comprehended the first type of phantom three months ago, and the last time he fought against Tang Wenshi, he had shown the second type of formlessness, which were the two most powerful moves of Xiao Xie, the phantom was pervasive, and the formless was instantaneous, although Chen Mo's cultivation was higher than that of Xiao Xie, but if he wanted to win, he was afraid that he would have to pay a great price. ”

Yun Xiaoyou frowned and said, "Eight Desolations ** Stick Method?Do our Shushan Sect have this set of stick methods?Are we a Sword Cultivation Sect?"

Purple Cloud Fairy smiled and said: "What kind of person is the ancestor Changmei Zhenren, in addition to passing down the six sword techniques, one of them is this set of stick methods, but our disciples of Shushan have cultivated more swords, and this set of stick methods has gradually been lost, and it is normal that you have not heard of it." ”

As she spoke, her eyes inadvertently looked at the white-clothed plum Ziye among the disciples of Shushan, among the elders of the Shushan faction, she naturally thought that the long-lost Eight Desolations ** stick method was taught by Li Ziye to Yun Xiaoxie.

In fact, everyone would not have thought that Yun Xiaoxie's stick method came from the ancient Xiuzhen classics recorded in the stone wall of the Qiankun Cave Mansion in the back mountain of Shushan, not by Li Ziye.

On the stage, Chen Mo is now more and more frightened, according to what his junior sister Shi Shaobei said, this Yun Xiaoxiao cultivator is estimated to be only the sixth layer of the Divine Thought Realm, and it is okay for him to lose decently.

Now he was stunned to find that Yun Xiaoxie not only cultivated higher than he expected, but the ugly two-foot short stick in his hand was even more weird and abnormal, and there was even a mysterious bloodthirsty energy firmly condensed on the stick body.

"No, I can't give in!"

Chen Mo has always acted cautiously, after seeing that Yun Xiaoxie's cultivation was unfathomable, especially that short stick was very strange, he made up his mind, he couldn't take Shi Shaobei's words into account, otherwise he would not be good, and the essence and blood in his body might be sucked by the nameless short stick in Yun Xiaoxie's hand.

Thinking of this, he violently strengthened his hand, forcing Yun Xiaoye to retreat, and at the same time, his body also retreated rapidly.

Yun Xiaoxie's eyes froze, and he said in his heart: "The performance is over, it's time to move the real thing!"

He knew that the truly cruel fighting method had just begun at this moment, and it was just a tentative exchange between the two sides before, just trembling close with the magic weapon in hand, and now it was the time for the Demon Sect Divine Power and the Shushan Divine Power to face off.

Yun Xiaoxie remembered what the drunken Taoist said to him before he came to power, the ghost magic cultivated by the Demon Sect Dementor Sect was ruthless and vicious, and he was good at refining fierce spirit puppets, and even more ghostly sounds disturbed people's minds.

Sure enough, when he was vigilant, the surrounding wind was strong, surging from all directions, and a strange white mist slowly condensed and formed in front of Chen Mo, and gradually, under the direct gaze of countless people, a human figure slowly appeared in the mysterious white mist, which was actually a fierce spirit!

Shi Shaobei frowned, her heart was very surprised, with her knowledge, she naturally saw that in the previous battle between the two, Chen Mo, the senior brother with a high cultivation, was unable to suppress Yun Xiaoxie's offensive, and now she had to urge the ghost path magic to fight against it.

She suddenly became worried about Yun Xiaoxie, and looked at the stage nervously.

The fierce spirit seemed to have no body, it was just shrouded in white qi, which was very different from the puppet zombie contained in Qian Thirteen Sister's soul wand.

First, the size of the fierce spirit that Chen Mo urged was far less big than the puppet zombie controlled by Qian Thirteen Sister, just a little taller than a normal person.

Second, zombies and fierce spirits are corpses and souls, and there is an essential difference.

Yun Xiaoye saw the fierce spirit rushing towards him with his teeth and claws, and before he arrived, the oncoming yin wind already made him shudder and shudder.

His face sank instantly, knowing that dodging was futile, and at that moment, the aura of the Yin and Yang Qiankun Dao in his body was on top of the nameless short stick, and an unprecedented blue light rose on the stick's body, and there was a faint red blood light entwined in it.

Yun Xiaoxie let out a shout to cheer himself up, and then the person walked with the stick, brandishing the nameless short stick of blue and steaming and galloping towards the fierce spirit that pounced.

With a wave of the stick shadow, it pierced the chest of the fierce spirit shrouded in white gas, and the fierce spirit's eyes were instantly red as blood, and his hands suddenly stretched forward, and he actually grabbed the nameless short stick stabbed by Yun Xiaoxie in his hand, and he couldn't advance a single bit.

Yun Xiaoyi was shocked, and suddenly recovered but did not take back the short stick, this surprise is really extraordinary.

The next moment, Chen Mo, who was on the side, saw that Yun Xiaoxie's magic weapon was being controlled, his face showed a hint of joy, and he quickly swept over with the white bone magic weapon in his hand.

Yun Xiaoxie said that it was not good, his eyes rolled, and he felt the strange cold aura emanating from the fierce spirit in front of him, just between the lightning and flint, he did not let go of the nameless short stick, but kicked out his legs suddenly, and each time he hit the lower abdomen of the fierce spirit.

"Bang Bang ......"

Just between breaths, there were dozens of dull sounds, and Yun Xiaoxie actually kicked dozens of feet with his legs staggered.

Rao is fierce spirit is terrifying, and in the face of the Shushan faction's serial piercing heart and legs, he finally showed his decline, and his body shrouded in white gas floated backwards again and again under the force, and the hands that held the nameless short stick tightly also loosened.

Yun Xiaoxiao let out a long roar, took advantage of the momentum to withdraw the short stick, and then stabbed out again, the dark blue stick shadow stabbed into the chest of the fierce spirit without hindrance this time, only to hear a soft sound, like breaking ice and cutting snow, like jade hitting each other, crisp with a bit of indescribable dullness.

The moment the nameless short stick pierced the fierce spirit's chest, the fierce spirit's body shook violently, and then let out a terrible roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

There was even a bit of inexplicable fear in the pain in that voice, sharp and piercing, so that several other disciples watching the battle on both sides of the ring were shocked by the roar of the fierce spirit, and they all turned their heads to look at the third ring.

In the ring, Chen Mo on the side was suddenly shocked, and the white bone magic weapon was hit in front of Yun Xiaoxie's shoulder, and suddenly the blood light dissipated, just when he was slightly stunned, Yun Xiaoxiao kicked out, directly in the middle of the white bone magic weapon in Chen Mo's hand, Chen Mo was stunned by everyone, and his body flew upside down for three or four feet before he stabilized.

There was a sudden silence in the ring, and everyone's eyes did not fall on Chen Mo or Yun Xiaoxie, but on the body of the white fierce spirit with a gloomy aura.

After a heart-rending roar, the white fierce spirit's eyes widened in anger, and the blood-red light quickly dissipated in his eyes, and even his white body began to quickly turn into dotted lines.

Immediately, two streams of blue and red light as thin as smoke and dust shot out from the demon's vanishing body, and shot out of the crack in the chest pierced through the nameless short stick.

Netherworld!

The first holy relic of the Demon Sect throughout the ages, the indispensable artifact for the arrangement of the Eight Fierce Trapped Heaven Arrays in ancient times, and the peerless monster in the hands of the Ghost King Xue Tian who is proud of the world and has collected countless righteous lives......

At this moment, its hideous and terrifying face finally burst out.

The originally menacing white fierce spirit turned into a series of virtual lights, like a giant whale sucking water, and quickly melted into the short stick in Yun Xiaoxie's hand.

No, it should be melted into the Netherworld engraved on the tip of the short stick!

The Netherworld is a ghost relic, where can ordinary fierce spirits and ghosts stop its powerful devouring power?

In the blink of an eye, the evil spirit had already disappeared, and everyone was stunned and frozen......

In front of everyone's eyes, everyone saw that the magic weapon in the hands of the righteous young man of the Shushan Sect actually had the strange effect of devouring ghosts and ghosts. Among the magic weapons of the righteous path, it is simply unheard of and unseen! There are many similarities with demonic cults.

Yun Xiaoye was also stunned, looking at the nameless short stick in his hand that was shining with blue light and steaming red, at this moment, he clearly felt that the red crescent-shaped jade jue engraved on the top of the nameless short stick actually released a bloody breath that made people want to vomit.

That aura was originally very weak, but after devouring that fierce spirit just now, it was obviously surging, and even the spiritual power of the nameless short stick itself had a tendency to be unable to suppress.