Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 665

At the foot of the Wuliang Mountain, all the tendons were shredded by the sword energy of the autumn water, and half of his body was pressed under the rock. Meng Shengzhi, with his last breath, concentrated on trying to read the lines engraved on the Wuliang Mountain:
"I will go to the Shanhaihui in person, kill all the lackeys of the Immortal League, and kill all the devils in Hell, will the monks of the ten states dare to fight me?"

Signed - "Qiu Shui Li Yunsheng".

"Li Yunsheng?"

Seeing the inscription, Meng Shengzhi was at a loss for a while, and then his pupils suddenly dilated, and then he used up the last bit of strength in his body and let out a wild laugh with that hoarse voice:
"Li Yunsheng, Li Yunsheng, the remnant of Qiushui, hahaha, I didn't die unjustly, I died unjustly, hahaha..."

His shrill laughter echoed in the valley for a long time.

Li Yunsheng, who was standing on the top of the short mountain, watched the scene quietly without saying a word.

After there was no more sound from Wuliang Mountain, he put away the amber sword and jumped down from the pine tree.

"Go back to cooking soon."

He looked at the sky and muttered to himself.

Just as he was about to go down the mountain, the young disciple with the broken arm of Wuliang Mountain who had been hiding behind the tree suddenly came out, holding a short knife tremblingly in front of Li Yunsheng.

"You want to kill me to avenge them?"

Li Yunsheng looked at him and asked curiously.

The disciple with the broken arm looked at Li Yunsheng vigilantly, shook his head vigorously, then swallowed and said:
"I know you, I, I know the remnants of your fall, as long as I kill you, I can, I can make a fortune, I can, I can reach the sky in one step."

"what's your name?"

Li Yunsheng asked him.

"Qin, Qin Peng."

The broken-arm disciple said.

Li Yunsheng nodded when he heard the words, and then asked:

"Do you think you can kill me?"

"How do you know if you don't try? For example, if I don't try today, I may, maybe I won't even have the chance to meet you in the future."

That Qin Peng said firmly.

It can be seen that he really wants to stand out, really wants to reach the sky in one step.

Li Yunsheng just took a deep look at him, then ignored him and walked straight past him.

Seeing Li Yunsheng turned his back to him, Qin Peng's breathing began to become extremely rapid. While calming his breathing, he cheered himself up in his heart:

"It's okay, it's okay, you can Qin Peng, think about your sister who was taken away, think about your parents who starved to death, this person has already taken you lightly, you have a chance."

Thinking of this, he suddenly gritted his teeth, held the dagger in his hand, placed his feet and hands with all the vital energy in his body, and kicked the ground suddenly, holding the dagger, the whole body whirled and turned into a gust of wind, towards Li Yunsheng. Stab at the back.

It's just that his body only entered the range of one foot around Li Yunsheng's body, and his whole body exploded like a blood bubble, turning into a pile of filth and pieces of meat scattered all over the ground.

Li Yunsheng, on the other hand, didn't even look behind him, and continued walking, finally disappearing into the forest little by little.

evening.

The weather has entered autumn, and after the sun goes down, the air in the mountains and forests is already a little cool.

In the lush and rainy Fengchan Mountain, you can see a few yellow-leaved forests from time to time. In about a month, the mountain will be full of green and green, and it will be changed into a red dress.

At the foot of Fengchan Mountain, that is, at the entrance of Fengchan Manor, a woman in a scarlet blouse rested her chin on her hands and had been sitting there waiting for a long time. anxiety.

And as the sky got darker, she got up and paced more and more.

When the sky was about to completely darken, a slender man with a sword on his back appeared at the foot of Fengchan Mountain, and the woman immediately rushed towards the man like a gust of crimson wind.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, the children of the Sang family in the village might not have believed that this fidgeting woman was their Patriarch Sang Xiaoman.

And that man was naturally Li Yunsheng.

For the next five consecutive days, Li Yunsheng left early and returned late, and Sang Xiaoman was waiting for him at the foot of the mountain on time.

Dongfang Li felt it was very strange, so one day she curiously asked Sang Xiaoman:
"These six saints should not pose any threat to Li Yunsheng, and even if there is a threat, you can't do anything while waiting here?"

And Sang Xiaoman answered her like this:
"My little junior brother likes to work hard when he does things. He always doesn't take his own life seriously. When he encounters a strong enemy, the first thing he thinks of is not how to give in, but how to fight with his life. These are life-threatening exercises, and I sit here just to let him know that there is someone waiting for him at home, so that when he encounters a strong enemy and prepares to fight for his life, he will consider whether it is worth it."

These words made Dongfang Li feel a little more admiration for Sang Xiaoman.

She has never liked anyone, so naturally she can't understand this feeling, but she understands the concern for Li Yunsheng in Sang Xiaoman's words, and she admires it very much for being able to put herself in someone's shoes.

For the past six days, Fengchan Village has been very peaceful, especially during the day, and it is more lively at night, especially when Li Yunsheng is cooking and a group of people are sitting at the table to eat. Yoyo, Dongfang Li and Li Yunsheng were discussing the cultivation techniques, Xu Youyou blushed and asked Li Yunsheng to play a game of chess with her after dinner...

Under this intertwining of tranquility and excitement, even a person like Dongfang Li who is indifferent to family affection can't help feeling attached to the atmosphere of this Zhuangzi.

It's just that compared to the calmness of Fengchanzhuang, Shizhou has become a complete mess at this time.

In six days, the six masters of the Immortal Alliance were beheaded by Qiu Shui's remnants alone.

And his words on Wuliang Mountain are not only a humiliation to Xianmeng and Hell, but also a naked provocation to the monks of Shizhou.

All of a sudden, countless monks started to leave for the Kunlun Mountain and Sea Meeting.

Some of these people listened to the summons from the Immortal League and Hell, some wanted to kill the remnants of Qiushui and make a name for themselves, some coveted the rumored secrets of Zhong Qiushui, and some were just for fun.

But there are also sober ones.

Being able to continuously kill the six high-level cultivators of the Immortal Alliance who have been carefully trained for decades, one can imagine the strength of this remnant of Qiushui.

In addition to strength, his intention to do so is also worth pondering.

A person who can make Xianmeng and Hell prison helpless for more than ten years is naturally not an incompetent person who does not know how to advance and retreat. The act of beheading the six saints of Xianmeng seems stupid, but it is very clever when you think about it, because only Only in this way can the pool of water in Shanhaihui be completely muddied, so that he can fish out of the muddy water.

In short, the death of the Six Sages of the Immortal League made the situation of this year's Shanhaihui start to become confusing, and now it must be that all kinds of monsters, ghosts and snake gods gather at the Shanhaihui.

After the disaster of autumn water, Shizhou, a pool of stagnant water, became lively after a long absence.

And it was precisely this that made Cao Keng, who was sitting in the main altar of the Immortal League, a little restless.

(End of this chapter)