When he finished speaking, He Wuhen had already flew away from the cloud platform.

Lu Wanrong stood there in a daze, looking at his back, expressionless, but her heart was a little complicated.

"What a strange person."

After a while of silence, the icy blue light lit up on her body and flew into the sky.

She left Yuntai, but did not return to the crowd, but left Changsheng Peak and went directly to Xuanbing Temple to practice.

But no one said anything, even her master Gu Feng acquiesced.

Because this is Lu Wanrong's character and style.

After He Wuhen returned to the top of the mountain, he immediately took out the Yuan Ling Stone and sat cross-legged on the ground to restore his Yuan power.

Although he won Lu Wanrong without being injured, he consumed 60% of his Yuanli after a series of battles.

His Yuanli is too powerful, and only 60% of his Yuanli is comparable to the first-level Martial Emperor.

Therefore, his recovery speed is much slower.

However, everyone was patient and continued to wait, while still savoring the duel just now.

There is no doubt that the duel between him and Lu Wanrong just now was the most exciting of so many duels.

More than 60,000 inner disciples are still immersed in the sword and sword shadows.

The duel between geniuses and the unique martial arts skills shown make everyone dazzled, and at the same time they also inspired and gained something.

Mo Qingkong and the elders stood on the platform, looking at He Wuhen, who was closing his eyes and regulating his breathing in the crowd, were also secretly discussing.

Next, He Wuhen only needs another duel with Cang Yue to win the lead disciple.

If nothing unexpected happens, the position of the chief disciple of the Changsheng Sect will be announced soon.

The elders were all secretly discussing, comparing He Wuhen with Cang Yue, and speculating who will win the final victory.

However, the final result was surprisingly consistent.

In addition to Xue Tianjiao, the nine elders and the left and right guardians all believed that Cang Yue would definitely win.

Xue Tianjiao held a different view and refuted it for this, with great confidence in He Wuhen.

But Qin Kaitian shook his head and said fairly and solemnly: "Junior Brother Xue, we all know that you have high hopes for He Wuhen. In fact, such an excellent genius disciple, in terms of martial arts qualifications and alchemy talents, is definitely not worse than Cang Yue."

"But he lost because he had been in the sect for too short time, only five months. Being able to reach the second place in the immortality list is an unprecedented miracle."

Xue Tianjiao was very confident in He Wuhen and immediately shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Qin, your words are biased. He Wuhen and Cang Yue have not yet started duel, so where did the word "lose" come from?"

Qin Kaitian and other elders did not understand why Xue Tianjiao had such great confidence.

But I also knew that I could not convince Xue Tianjiao, so I gave up and stopped talking about the matter.

Two quarters of an hour later, after He Wuhen's Yuanli recovered, Mo Qingkong announced the start of the duel.

Cang Yue jumped, leaping towards the cloud platform like a bird, his body was indescribable.

He Wuhen followed closely. The two of them came to the cloud platform, put on armor and took out weapons.

This is the last battle for the chief disciples.

After this battle, the position of chief disciple of Changsheng Sect was settled.

Therefore, no matter He Wuhen or Cang Yue, both of them were very cautious and solemn.

Seeing the two standing a hundred feet apart, their bodies burst into strong fighting spirit, more than 60,000 disciples couldn't help but clench their fists, full of expectations.

After all, He Wuhen and Cang Yue are the two top geniuses among the disciples of the Changsheng Sect. The duel between the two must be extremely exciting.

Cang Yue looked at He Wuhen calmly, and a confident smile appeared in his eyes. He bowed to He Wuhen and said, "Junior Brother He, please make a move."

He Wuhen refused, and bowed to him, then waved his sword to slash out eighteen flame sword lights.

"The mountains and rivers are broken!"

The sword light with the blazing flames instantly cut a hundred feet away, carrying the terrifying high temperature and the power exceeding tens of millions of kilograms toward Cang Yue.

Wherever the knife light passed, the air became hot and hot, and it became curled and fluctuated.

Although this is just a starting and tentative move, it still has great power.

Although Cang Yue is confident, he will not be arrogant, and will not take it lightly.

He held a golden sword that was two fingers wide in both hands, and shook his hands and sprinkled a few sword lights.

The muffled sound of "bang bang bang" suddenly sounded.

The six golden sword lights actually blocked all the dozens of flame sword lights and cut them into pieces.

"Junior Brother He, if your attack only has this power, you will definitely lose."

Cang Yue raised a smile on his lips and said calmly.

Although his tone is not sarcastic, it still easily arouses the anger of his opponent.

However, He Wuhen is not an ordinary person, nor is he the kind of person who is angry after a few words.

He smiled disapprovingly, and his figure flashed a hundred feet away, slashing out a giant sword light ten feet long towards Cang Yue.

"The world collapses!"

The violent sword light burst out with dazzling flame light, carrying the might of the world, and slashed over Cang Yue's head.

It was not until this time that Cang Yue restrained his smile, stared at the sword light with a calm look, and shouted softly.

"The Sword Technique of Eternal Life! Clouds and mists are falling!"

A large piece of golden sword light sounded along with the voice.

At least dozens of golden sword lights intertwined into a sword net, emitting dazzling golden light.

The range of a thousand feet in a radius became hazy, as if it was covered by clouds and mist.

And the real killer move, the powerful sword light, was hidden in the golden clouds and slashed towards the sword light.

"Bang bang!"

"Click!"

The muffled sound was accompanied by a crisp cracking sound.

The people below the cloud tower could only hear dull sounds, but could not see the scene in the golden clouds, and could not help but worry.

I saw that after a moment, the golden clouds dissipated and the two figures suddenly separated.

Cang Yue held the sword technique with his left hand and pointed to the ground with a golden sword in his right hand. His face was indescribably confident and proud.

But He Wuhen flew backwards thirty feet away, and flipped a few times in the air before he stepped heavily on the ground and stood firm.

He held the blood-drinking knife in both hands, stared at Cang Yue with his eyes, his chest slightly undulating, and a solemn look on his face.

Just now, Cang Yue broke the sword technique of Tiandi Cang and fought with him for more than a dozen moves in the golden clouds.

Originally, he thought that with the invincible blood-drinking knife, close-killing fighting would inevitably achieve miraculous effects.

But after the fight just now, he realized that this method was completely unworkable for Cang Yue.

Cang Yue’s swordsmanship and body skills are both very exquisite.

When the two of them fought in close combat, he could not get any advantage.

Moreover, Cang Yue knew that his blood-drinking knife surpassed the level 6 spiritual weapon.

So Cang Yue waved his thin sword, deliberately avoiding the blood-drinking knife, and did not fight with it at all.

"What a tough guy!"

He Wuhen muttered in his heart, and waved his sword again without admitting defeat.

"Supreme Sword Technique!"

With a light shout, his figure swept out thirty feet, rushed to Cang Yue again, and scattered the sword light in the sky.

Cang Yue was not afraid. He pinched the sword technique with his left hand and held the golden sword with his right hand. His figure wandered like lightning, constantly stabbing out dazzling sword light.

His sword was agile and elegant, and his trajectory was very chic, almost reaching the state of being elusive.

Each piece of pierced out will explode at least nine sword lights at the same time, all pointing to He Wuhen’s vital points.

Each sword light seemed real, and it was impossible to distinguish it.

However, He Wuhen's supreme sword technique is very domineering, but it is not smart enough.

Cang Yue's thin sword does not directly touch the Blood-Drinking Sword. He can always find the gaps and flaws in the sword light and attack He Wuhen's key points.

As a result, after the two fought for hundreds of moves, Cang Yue was not injured at all, and instead, He Wuhen left a few blood marks on his body.

The sound of the collision of energy "bang bang bang" stopped abruptly, and the figures of the two separated again and both retreated a hundred feet away.

The Yuanli Guanghua and the violent energy in the field took a long time to dissipate.

Everyone under the cloud platform looked at the two of them and immediately saw their situation clearly.

I saw that Cang Yue was still calm and composed, with his left hand behind him and holding a thin sword in his right hand, with a calm expression with a hint of confidence.
To be continued...