Lu 'Yu' Long and Wu Shuang originally wanted to see through the rumors of 'Lu' inner 'door', and took the opportunity to show their concern for He Wuxi, so as to get closer to each other. Read the full text of the latest chapter

But they never expected that He Wuxian was not worried at all, but agreed with those rumors arrogantly.

It wasn't until He Wuxian waved his hand and left that the two came back to their senses and couldn't help but gasp.

The two of them glanced at each other, and their faces were 'revealed' with shock, and they said shockingly: "It's too awesome!"

"It's crazy! The rumors are true, Senior Brother He is really arrogant and domineering!"

Wu Shuang's face was full of thoughts, he 'rubbed' his chin and asked Lu 'Jade' Long: "Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brother He, he is so crazy, he will definitely be attacked by a group, we are so close to him, we will definitely be attacked by others, right?"

"Hmm. Lu 'Yu' nodded solemnly with a 'pale' face. "Although, He Wuxian is extremely talented in the way of alchemy, and he can be called a genius of the ages. However, as the other inner 'gate' disciples discussed, his strength was still too ordinary, and he would only be an elder of the Spirit Pill Hall in the future. If you want to be the chief disciple, it's impossible!"

"Then we must keep our distance from him, and we must not be discovered today, otherwise we will both suffer. ”

The two of them muttered together for a while, and then flew away.

At the same time, He Wuxian had already flown into the Spirit Pill Hall.

After finding Xue Tianjiao, he made his intentions clear and asked about the purple-robed man.

Xue Tianjiao has been in a very good mood recently, and he is very satisfied with this precious apprentice, and he has always been responsive.

But after hearing what He Wuxian said, about the purple-robed man.

Xue Tianjiao's eyes flashed with a strange look, and then he shook his head and said that he didn't know.

He Wuxian couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and asked a few more times.

But Xue Tianjiao still shook his head and said nothing, and comforted him a few words, telling him not to worry, just cultivate with peace of mind.

He Wuxian had no choice but to reluctantly say goodbye and leave, and returned to Qingyun Courtyard.

Last night's battle destroyed the yard.

However, early this morning, the two miscellaneous disciples of the Qingyun Courtyard cleaned up the courtyard.

He Wuxian ordered the two of them to report to the sect and find someone to repair the courtyard.

As soon as the two miscellaneous disciples came out of the 'door', He Wuxian heard someone shouting outside the big 'gate'.

"Senior Brother He, Senior Brother He, something is wrong. ”

Hearing this, he frowned, and came to the big 'gate' with a displeased face.

The person who came was a disciple of the Lingdan Palace, about the age of his early twenties, and he was an errand runner to report the news.

He Wuxian suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "What happened to the master? Could it be that Master's Dan furnace has exploded again?"

Xue Tianjiao was recently inspired by him and decided to improve and innovate his alchemy technique, refining two pills at a time. [.800book]

As a result, he has not yet succeeded, and in the past half a month, he has already blown up four Dan furnaces.

The disciple who reported the news hurriedly waved his hand, and said with an anxious face: "Senior Brother He, Senior Brother Wu Qingfeng has challenged you by name on the sword fighting platform! ”

"Wu Qingfeng, who is it?"

The disciple who reported the news was stunned for a moment, his face 'revealed' a strange look, and his eyes looked at He Wuxian with strange eyes.

"Wu Qingfeng is the twenty-first disciple of the Immortal List, he is twenty-five years old this year, the strength of the eighth-level martial king, and Qingfeng's swordsmanship is very 'exquisite'. There is no inner 'gate' disciple who doesn't know him, Senior Brother He, you don't even know him?"

"Cut, it's a slap anyway, why do I know him?"

"Hiss......" The disciple who reported the message was dumbfounded, and gasped again and again, only to feel that his teeth were sore.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, tell me quickly, what's going on with the sword fighting platform?" He Wuxian glanced at him and asked urgingly.

"The sword fighting platform is the place where the disciples usually learn and compete. Although this 'gate' strictly prohibits disciples from fighting and fighting within the sect' 'gate', it does not prohibit disciples from fighting with each other, so a sword fighting platform is set up. ”

"Moreover, the ranking of the disciples of the Immortal List is not like the list of mountains and rivers of the outer 'gate' that changes every year. The disciples of the Immortal List can challenge each other at any time, and after the challenger succeeds, he can get the opponent's ranking. Therefore, every year, there are disciples of the Immortal List who compete in public on the sword fighting platform to compete for rankings. ”

After hearing this, He Wuxian nodded: "Okay, I know, you go down." ”

He Wuxian casually threw a few Yuan Spirit Stones, and flew up to the sky and left.

The disciple who reported the news caught the Yuan Lingshi with a smile, and left after thanking him again and again.

Located on the top of the Fighting Sword Peak, the Fighting Sword Platform is a huge platform located on the top of a mountain.

This platform is ten miles in size and can accommodate tens of thousands of people, and there are always people in twos and threes on it.

And today, since the news of Wu Qingfeng's challenge to He Wuxian came out, the entire inner 'door' has been boiling.

As long as they are not the inner 'door' disciples who are in retreat and cultivating, they all let go of the things in their hands and flock to them.

At this moment, on the huge sword fighting platform, more than 400 inner 'gate' disciples had gathered.

And there are also many inner 'door' disciples, who are coming in a steady stream.

Everyone wanted to see this duel, for fear of missing the show.

After all, He Wuxian has been in the limelight lately.

He is not only the most famous disciple in the Immortal Sect, but he has even become famous in the Eastern Imperial Domain and the Zhongzhou Continent.

His limelight has overshadowed the top ten geniuses on the immortal list.

Everyone knew that he was the eternal genius of the Dan Dao and the pride of the Immortal Sect.

It is said that even the people of the 'Medicine' Shrine were impressed by him.

But no one knows, what is his strength?

Is it as bewitching as his alchemy talent?

In a short time, nearly 500 people had gathered around the sword fighting platform.

The genius disciples of men, women, and women gathered in groups of three or five, and they were 'exchanging heads' and ears, discussing this upcoming duel.

In the crowd, a beautiful 'glamorous' and 'female' in her early twenties was surrounded by four young male disciples like stars holding the moon.

Around these five people, the other disciples did not dare to approach, keeping their distance and awe.

Obviously, these five people are all disciples on the immortal list, real geniuses.

A male disciple who looked like a boy looked at the fair-skinned and delicate 'female' disciple beside him and said, "Senior Sister Qingxuan, it's been half an hour since Wu Qingfeng issued a challenge, why don't you show up yet, do you think he doesn't dare to come?"

Lin Qingxuan, twenty-three years old, ninth-level martial king strength, nineteenth on the longevity list, and the dream lover of countless male disciples of the inner 'door'.

Her beautiful eyes flowed, and her cherry mouth pursed slightly, revealing a confident smile.

"Senior Brother Tianchen, aren't you knowingly asking? Everyone knows that He is arrogant and arrogant, and even the elders dare to refute it in public. Although Wu Qingfeng's strength is not bad, ranking twenty-first on the immortal list, it is not enough to make He Wu hateful and afraid. ”

"He's definitely coming!"

The young man known as Senior Brother Tianchen is named Yang Tianchen, and he looks like a suave son.

He was only twenty-eight years old, and he had the strength of a first-level martial emperor, ranking tenth on the immortal list.

He is not only powerful, but also handsome and chic, and knows how to pity the 'jade', and is favored by many 'female' disciples.

However, everyone knows that he is Lin Qingxuan's 'flower' messenger and the most determined pursuer.

"Wu Qingfeng, this kid, usually lives in a simple place, and he is a cultivation maniac. I really don't know, how could he challenge He Wuxian by name? This is completely inconsistent with his style. ”

Hearing Yang Tianchen's words, another young man with dark skin and a thin body like a bamboo pole explained with a smile.

"Senior Brother Tianchen, don't you know, Wu Qingfeng is from Liufeng City in the Eastern Emperor Domain, and he is Wu Shijie's cousin. Wu Shijie was humiliated in public by He Wuxian before, and he lost face, Wu Qingfeng, as a cousin, of course wanted to seek justice for his cousin. ”

"I see. Everyone nodded in unison, and suddenly realized.

Lin Qingxuan's beautiful eyes turned at this time, and she let out a very good-looking smile, and said to Yang Tianchen: "Senior brothers and sisters, are you interested in making a bet?" I bet that He Wuxian will definitely come, and he will also defeat Wu Qingfeng. ”

Seeing that she was so confident in He Wuxian, Yang Tianchen was angry in his heart, feeling that he had been refuted, and was the first to retort: "Senior Sister Qingxuan, you can't help but look down on He Wuxian too much, and you look down on the immortal list too much." ”

"Wu Qingfeng, I had a few 'fights' with him a few years ago, and his strength is quite good. This person's 'nature' is arrogant and indifferent, and his Qingfeng swordsmanship is superb, which is by no means easy to match. He Wuxian is just a seventh-level martial king, even if he can bully Wu Shijie, he is definitely not Wu Qingfeng's opponent. ”

The other three also hurriedly nodded in agreement, and said that it was impossible for He Wuxian to win.

After all, everyone on the immortal list is a genius in a million.

And He Wuxian is just a seventh-level martial king, and he has not yet made it to the immortal list.

No one thought that he could win, not only Yang Tianchen and the others, but even the remaining more than 400 disciples.

Lin Qingxuan didn't argue, just smiled and took out a bottle of 'mixed' elixir and said: "I'll bet on a hundred 'mixed' elixirs, and bet that I can win without hatred." If you are not convinced, just bet. ”

Yang Tianchen smiled slightly, and took out two bottles of 'mixed' elixir.

"There is no hatred and there is no doubt that he will be defeated. ”

"I also bet on a hundred, so why not hate to lose. The other three also bet.

At this moment, there was a cry of surprise from the crowd.

"Look! Why is he here! He really dares to come!"

As soon as these words came out, the more than 500 inner 'sect' disciples who were 'handing over' each other all looked up at the high heavens.

I saw that He Wuxian flapped his blood flame wings, and the whole person was like a flame streamer, flying from the sky and falling straight to the sword fighting platform.

Seeing him appear, the more than five hundred inner 'sect' disciples were all boiling, and their eyes were all focused on him.

There was a loud noise in the crowd, mixed with an incomparably loud shout.

"Come on, come on, bet!"

"Buy and leave, willing to gamble and lose!"

When the crowd followed the prestige, they saw a tall and burly man with a table to open a gambling game.

Seeing the young man who was as strong as an iron tower, everyone smiled knowingly.

There were many tempting disciples, and all of them ran over to bet.

This burly man's name is Meng Qi, the sixth genius disciple on the immortal list, and the strength of a first-level martial emperor.

His biggest hobby is gambling money, and every time someone fights on the sword fighting table, he will start a gambling game.

Under the sword fighting stage, countless disciples talked about it, and dozens of disciples ran to bet.

On the sword fighting platform, He Wuxian stood proudly, smiling confidently.

At this time, the crowd automatically separates into a lane.

A young man dressed in white and holding a blue sword walked steadily towards the sword fighting platform.

Countless eyes were focused on him, some in awe, some in encouragement and applause.

He is Wu Qingfeng, a sword idiot who regards swords as his life.