Junior sister took first place again

He Ling's sudden attack did catch Liu Shumo off guard, but as a Jindan cultivator, he naturally would not surrender so easily.

Despite being injured by the sword energy, Liu Shumo's combat experience and survival instinct allowed him to react immediately.

He Ling's long sword, carrying the evil spirit of the abyss beast, pierced Liu Shumo's chest.

At the critical moment, Liu Shumo barely dodged the fatal blow by turning sideways, but the sword energy still passed through his shoulder, and blood immediately stained his clothes red.

Liu Shumo gritted his teeth to endure the pain, his eyes flashing with determination and anger.

"He Ling, how dare you use such despicable means in the Cangwu Secret Realm!"

Liu Shumo's voice echoed in the cave, and at the same time, his body quickly retreated, and the mandarin duck hook sword danced quickly in his hand. The golden light condensed at the tip of the sword, forming a defensive formation to resist He Ling's next attack.

Seeing this, He Ling knew that Liu Shumo would not give up easily. A hint of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes, and the power of her sword increased again, and she launched another attack.

Liu Shumo moved quickly in the cave, and the mandarin duck hook sword drew complex trajectories in the air. The golden formation continued to unfold in the cave, trying to restrict He Ling's movements.

He Ling's attacks became more and more fierce. Every time she swung her sword, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and it went straight to Liu Shumo's vital points.

But with his rich combat experience and the help of formations, Liu Shumo barely managed to withstand He Ling's offensive while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

In a fierce exchange, Liu Shumo finally found a flaw in He Ling's attack. His body suddenly accelerated, and the mandarin duck hook sword drew a golden light in the air, piercing He Ling's wrist.

He Ling reacted just as quickly. She quickly retreated and changed the direction of her sword, trying to block Liu Shumo's attack.

"Clang!" With a crisp sound of metal collision, Liu Shumo's mandarin duck hook sword and He Ling's long sword collided in the air. The power of the two collided violently in the air, generating a strong airflow.

Liu Shumo and He Ling were both shocked by this force and took several steps back, but there was an unyielding look in their eyes.

Obviously, the battle had just begun, and they had not yet exerted their full strength.

He Ling glanced at Liu Shumo lightly, frowned slightly, and a hint of cold murderous intent flashed across her eyes.

She no longer cared about revealing her identity, she just wanted to defeat Liu Shumo completely, because only the dead could keep secrets forever.

As her mind moved, the demonic energy around her began to surge wildly. Black demonic energy wrapped around the long sword, emitting a heart-pounding cold light.

"Liu Shumo, you should think about your last words first..." There was a hint of coldness in He Ling's voice. She no longer concealed her evil spirit, and she seemed to have transformed into the god of death in the dark.

Liu Shumo's face was solemn. He could feel the demonic energy emanating from He Ling. This power made him feel an unprecedented threat and hatred.

Liu Shumo knew that he couldn't fall here. He still had to practice hard to avenge his brothers and sisters.

He Ling has completely betrayed the righteous path and become a lackey of the demon clan. Her cultivation level was indeed improved by means that defied the heavens.

Liu Shumo tightly grasped the mandarin duck hook sword, and golden light flowed through his body, forming a solid defense.

He Ling sneered, and her figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. The next moment, she appeared in front of Liu Shumo, and the long sword with black demonic energy pierced Liu Shumo's eyebrows.

The mandarin duck hook sword drew a golden light curtain in the air, blocking He Ling's attack.

"Clang!" With a crisp sound of metal collision, the power of the two people collided violently in the air, generating a strong airflow.

Liu Shumo felt a huge force coming from the Mandarin Duck Hook Sword, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

He Ling has decided not to hold back any longer. She must deal with Liu Shumo here, otherwise once he escapes, her secret will have nowhere to hide.

He Ling's attack was like a violent storm, and each blow contained enough power to tear the air apart.

Although Liu Shumo was injured, there was an unyielding fire burning in his eyes.

He knew that if he fell, it would mean complete failure, and he could not let He Ling's conspiracy succeed.

Liu Shumo took a deep breath and mobilized the remaining spiritual power in his body. The golden light on the Mandarin Duck Hook Sword became even more dazzling.

He began to fight back, his sword skills became more and more fierce, and each blow accurately hit the gaps in He Ling's attacks.

"Clang, clang, clang!" The sound of metal colliding echoed in the cave, and dazzling sparks burst out with every confrontation.

Liu Shumo's mandarin duck hook swords were like two golden dragons, flying in the air, forming a sharp contrast with He Ling's black demonic energy.

He Ling was more and more surprised as the fight went on. She didn't expect that Liu Shumo could still display such strong fighting ability even though he was injured.

She snorted coldly, and the demonic energy on the sword became even stronger. Every time she swung the sword, there was a sound of breaking through the air, pointing directly at the major acupoints on Liu Shumo's body.

Liu Shumo's body moved quickly in the cave, his steps were strange, as if he was traveling through the void.

The mandarin duck hook sword drew golden tracks in the air, forming a complex formation, trying to restrict He Ling's movements.

He Ling's attacks became more and more fierce, and every time he swung his sword, there was a sound of breaking through the air. However, Liu Shumo, relying on his rich combat experience and the assistance of the formation, barely resisted He Ling's offensive, while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

During a fierce confrontation, the sword suddenly accelerated, and a golden light flashed in the air, piercing He Ling's throat.

He Ling reacted just as quickly. She quickly retreated and changed the direction of her sword, trying to block Liu Shumo's attack.

However, Liu Shumo's move was too sudden, and He Ling could only barely avoid the vital points, leaving a deep sword mark on her arm.

He Ling's expression changed, a fierce look flashed in her eyes, the demonic energy on the sword became more violent, and the entire cave was shrouded in her demonic energy.

"Liu Shumo, you have successfully angered me." There was a hint of coldness in He Ling's voice. Her figure disappeared again and she launched a more fierce attack on Liu Shumo.

At the moment when He Ling's attack was about to hit him, Liu Shumo's body suddenly retreated quickly, and at the same time, the Mandarin Duck Hook Sword drew golden tracks in the air, forming a more complicated formation, trapping He Ling in it.

He Ling's face changed. She didn't expect that Liu Shumo could launch such an exquisite formation under such circumstances.

Her body struggled in the formation, trying to break free from its constraints.

Liu Shumo took the opportunity to launch an attack, and the mandarin duck hook sword turned into two golden lights, piercing He Ling's vital points.

He Ling reacted quickly, her body moving quickly in the formation, swinging her sword, trying to block Liu Shumo's attack.

The two engaged in a fierce duel within the formation, each attack filled with the tense atmosphere of a life-or-death struggle. Relying on the advantages of the formation, Liu Shumo gradually gained the upper hand.

Finally, in a fierce confrontation, Liu Shumo's mandarin duck hook sword successfully hit He Ling's chest, knocking her out.

He Ling's body slammed heavily against the wall of the cave, blood spurted out of her mouth, and a glint of disbelief flashed in her eyes.

Liu Shumo stood in the center of the formation, his body trembling slightly and his face pale. It was obvious that he had paid a huge price.

He looked at He Ling lying on the ground, and said with a hint of fatigue in his voice: "He Ling, wait for the punishment of the Immortal Sect."

He Ling struggled to get up from the ground, a fierce look flashing in her eyes: "Liu Shumo, do you think this is over? This game has just begun."

Liu Shumo's face darkened, and as He Ling finished speaking, violent demonic energy surged from his body.

In the cave, two powerful forces collided violently, and the battle between Liu Shumo and He Ling had entered a white-hot stage.

Although Liu Shumo successfully counterattacked and hit He Ling with his excellent fighting skills and knowledge of formations, he also paid a huge price.

The fight between the two men caused the cave to shake, and gravel and dust flew in the air, blurring the vision.

He Ling got up from the ground, her chest heaving violently, and blood still hanging from the corner of her mouth.

Her eyes revealed a hint of reluctance and anger, "Liu Shumo, your resistance is futile."

There was a hint of sarcasm in He Ling's voice. Her body was surrounded by demonic energy, and the black light on the sword became even more dazzling.

Liu Shumo tightly gripped the Mandarin Duck Hook Sword. His physical strength was almost at its limit, but his will remained firm.

He Ling attacked again, her speed was faster and her strength was stronger than before.

The long sword drew black tracks in the air. Liu Shumo barely managed to block it, but his body was exhausted and his reaction became slow.

During one confrontation, He Ling's sword successfully broke through Liu Shumo's defense and pierced his shoulder.

Liu Shumo groaned and retreated backward. He Ling took the opportunity to intensify his attack and forced him into a dead corner of the cave.

Liu Shumo's back was pressed against the wall of the cave, his breathing became rapid, and the golden light on the Mandarin Duck Hook Sword became dim.

He Ling stood in front of him, her sword pointing at his throat, a hint of pride in her eyes.

"Liu Shumo, you have no way to escape."

After taunting, He Ling prepared to launch the final attack to completely subdue Liu Shumo.

However, at this moment, something suddenly happened in the cave. A powerful force surged from the depths of the cave, interrupting He Ling's attack.

He Ling's face changed, and she felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

"What's going on?" There was a hint of panic in He Ling's voice.

Liu Shumo also felt this power, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. This might be his chance to escape, and he must seize this opportunity.

The spiritual power in the cave fluctuated more and more violently. Cracks appeared on the walls of the cave, and powerful spiritual power gushed out from the cracks.

The entire cave began to shake, as if it was about to collapse. He Ling had to give up the attack temporarily. She had to deal with this sudden crisis first.

She quickly backed away, trying to escape the cave, but the exit was blocked by fallen rocks.

Liu Shumo was lying on the ground. Although his consciousness was blurry, he could still feel the changes in the cave.

A terrifying force is brewing below, and the balance here seems to be broken, as if some ancient existence is about to awaken.

Both Liu Shumo and He Ling felt threatened by this force, and their battle was forced to be interrupted.

He Ling's face turned pale. She felt that this power was beyond her control. A trace of fear flashed in her eyes, but was quickly replaced by determination.

Originally, she wanted to capture Liu Shumo alive as a sacrifice, but now, she couldn't let Liu Shumo leave here alive, otherwise her secrets and plans would be exposed.

"Liu Shumo, you asked for this!" He Ling roared, her body surrounded by demonic energy, and the power of the sword reached its peak.

She slapped out with her palm, and the black evil energy rushed towards Liu Shumo like a giant dragon.

Liu Shumo barely raised the Mandarin Duck Hook Sword to resist, and the golden light collided with the black demonic energy, making a deafening explosion.

However, He Ling's strength was too great, and Liu Shumo's body was blown away like a kite with a broken string, and hit the wall of the cave heavily.

He Ling looked coldly at Liu Shumo who was lying on the ground. She thought the fight was over and was ready to step forward and deliver a fatal blow.

However, at this moment, the spiritual power gushing out from the cracks in the cave became more violent, and a powerful suction force pulled He Ling backwards.

He Ling was horrified to find that she was unable to resist this force and her body was sucked into the crack.

The moment she was sucked in, she looked back at Liu Shumo, her eyes full of unwillingness.

Liu Shumo fell to the ground, his consciousness was blurred, but not fatal.

He Ling struggled in the crack, using all her strength, and finally broke free from the suction and returned to the cave.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes. She must not let Liu Shumo live. She must make sure that he could never reveal her secret.

He Ling quickly came to Liu Shumo's side, raised her sword and stabbed it hard.

The jade pendant on Liu Shumo's body emitted a ray of light, blocking the attack. He Ling was startled and wanted to raise her sword to stab again, but Liu Shumo struggled to turn over and fell straight into the crack.

He Ling quickly stepped forward to check, cursed under her breath for a while, and without any hesitation, turned around and quickly left the cave.

He Ling walked through the desolate land, her figure looking particularly lonely under the gray sky.

She moved very quickly, her urgency and anxiety evident in every step.

Liu Shumo's disappearance will soon be discovered. Before that, she must find a safe hiding place and come up with an excuse.

Shortly after He Ling left, the cracks in the cave began to gradually close, as if nothing had happened.

Liu Shumo's body fell into the crack, and he felt that his body was surrounded by powerful spiritual power. These spiritual powers rushed into his body frantically, repairing his injuries and changing his physique.

Liu Shumo's consciousness seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog and gradually became blurred. He felt that his body and soul were undergoing a thrilling transformation.

He was like a traveler groping in the dark, not knowing where this mysterious power would lead him, but he knew that he had to be as strong as steel, for his own beliefs and for those who were eagerly waiting for him.