Peerless God of War

"Black Demon Pestle."

Chen Xiao's face turned cold, and he took out the Black Demon Pestle and held it in his hand.

At this moment, he did not have to worry about being recognized when he used this magic weapon, because after his painstaking sacrifice, the Black Demon Pestle had already changed its appearance, like a black and gray iron pestle, which was tightly held in his hand.

At first glance, there was nothing surprising.

Since he had made up his mind and did not want to expose his identity, the double sword combination moves he used before, as well as the Qingyan Fairy Fire and the Sky Devouring Slash could not be used.

Once he used these moves, he would definitely be discovered, and there would be endless troubles.

But if Hei Chen Xiao used the Black Demon Pestle, he would not have this concern. After all, his huge secret had never been revealed, and even those who saw it were already dead, so there was no need to worry about being suspected.

On the contrary, in this way, the old man Uncle Yun would only think that Hei Chen Xiao, who was fighting with him now, was a thorough evil cultivator of the magic way, and would not associate it with him.

In this way, it is very helpful to cover up his identity as the elder of the Chamber of Commerce.

It must be said that it is an accidental success, which Chen Xiao never thought of before.

On the deserted island, Hei Chen Xiao stood with his legs apart, holding the black magic pestle in front of him, blocking the attack.

Bang!

Accompanied by a huge roar, the whole deserted island shook with the mountain, as if it would completely collapse under this attack, which looked very terrifying.

And Chen Xiao was blasted hundreds of feet away by this attack. His body retreated and was resisted by the sword light. It was almost like a plowing posture, plowing a terrible gully on the ground, and the whole person fell into it.

"Puff~"

On the ground, Chen Xiao supported the black magic pestle with one hand to keep his body from falling to the ground. He was gasping for breath, but blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

It can be seen that this attack caused Hei Chen Xiao to be seriously injured, but it was only a wound, not a serious injury.

"Huh? What kind of weapon is this? It can actually block my Izumo Sword." Seeing this, the old man Uncle Yun questioned.

"Hey," Chen Xiao grinned and said, "Old man, why should I tell you."

"Well, you are right, you really don't need to tell me," after hearing this, the old man Uncle Yun nodded silently, "Then I will take it myself."

After the confrontation just now, he also saw that the long pestle weapon in the opponent's hand was also quite extraordinary, at least it had to be a weapon comparable to the Izumo Sword.

If he could get it, it would be very good for him.

"Kill."

"Wind Shadow Kill."

The next moment, the old man Uncle Yun held the Chuyun Sword in his hand and used his ultimate move again. The green fairy power enveloped his whole body, giving people a feeling of floating in the air. His figure was extremely graceful. With just a flash, he swept to the deserted island and stabbed Chen Xiao with a sword.

It was different from the previous full-strength attack of Wind Killing. If the previous Wind Killing was an extremely explosive move, fierce and unmatched, then this move was a combination of hardness and softness, a terrible attack with hardness in softness.

When Chen Xiao saw this, the blood-colored talisman on his body flashed, and blood light suddenly appeared, and he regained his strength again.

Raising the black magic pestle, it was a sweeping attack.

Bang!

When the collision sounded, Chen Xiao only felt his right hand shaking, and his arm was numb. He could sense the terrifying force of this sword and the terrible killing power of the sword.

Although it was much worse than the previous killing attack, it was also amazing enough.

He swayed and took a half step back, but his face was full of a fierce grin. The black magic pestle retracted and loosened, and stabbed towards the chest of the old man Uncle Yun. The black tip of the spear flashed by, with an extremely terrifying killing intent.

But what was extremely strange was that Uncle Yun was in the air, but his body twisted strangely, and with the help of the wind, he forcibly changed his body position, almost brushing against the spear of the black magic pestle.

Then, he stabbed with a sword, going straight to Chen Xiao's throat.

This sword was like a poisonous snake hiding in the shadows. After waiting for an unknown period of time, it finally found a very perfect opportunity and launched the most fatal attack.

"You're done." Seeing this, Uncle Yun smiled coldly.

It seemed that everything was under his control. He was very familiar with this kind of life-and-death battle.

To be able to reach this point today and become a guest of honor in the Wang family, he didn't know how many geniuses he had killed, and even many Jiexian died in his hands.

Killing one more was not a difficult task for him.

At this critical moment, Chen Xiao made a very decisive and calm judgment. He loosened his hands and gave up the black magic pestle. He grabbed back with his left hand and held the tip of the Izumo Sword tightly.

The golden and red talisman lights gathered on Chen Xiao's right arm, fighting against the terrible sword energy on the Izumo Sword, forming visible mana ripples and sizzling.

This scene was very scary.

I saw a trace of dark red blood flowing out of the palm of Hei Chen Xiao.

But what was quite strange was that the blood did not fall to the ground, but flowed back and was absorbed by Hei Chen Xiao's skin again. In this way, the loss of vitality was not much.

"Hmm?"

Seeing this, the old man Uncle Yun was also shocked. He subconsciously tried his best to continue to thrust forward. At this time, the blade of the Izumo Sword was only a few centimeters away from Chen Xiao's throat.

He could even clearly sense the terrible murderous aura on the blade, which made his scalp numb and gave him goose bumps.

However, no matter how hard Uncle Yun tried, even if he used all his strength, he could not move forward an inch.

The bloody right hand of Hei Chen Xiao was like a pair of iron pliers, tightly clamping the Izumo Sword, making it impossible for it to move forward an inch, not even a centimeter.

This force was so strong that it was really scary. To compete with a physical cultivator in strength, it was obvious that the old man Uncle Yun was not good at this at all.

Suddenly, his face changed. He sensed the danger at hand and subconsciously wanted to get away, but he was still a step slow.

"Want to leave? Too late."

Hei Chen Xiao laughed grimly, holding the Chuyun Sword tightly with his right hand, and clenched his left fist with all his strength. Blood-colored talismans gathered, and golden luster covered his fist, emitting an incomparable and terrifying aura.

He punched out with great force and ferocity.

At such a close distance, the old man Uncle Yun only had time to condense a thin layer of protective qi on his chest before he was hit by a punch.