At the foot of Wuliang Mountain, all the tendons and veins were shattered by the Qiushui sword energy, and half of her body was pressed under the rock to make Meng Shengzhi concentrate. With his last breath, he wanted to see the lines of words engraved on Wuliang Mountain:

"I will go to the mountain and sea meeting in person, kill all the lackeys of the Immortal Alliance, and kill all the little ghosts of the Yan Prison. Can the monks in the ten states dare to fight me?"

Signature - "Qiu Shui Li Yunsheng".

"Li Yunsheng?"

Seeing this signature, Meng Shengzhi was confused first, and then his pupils suddenly dilated. Then he used all his last bit of energy to release his life in the hoarse voice and laughed wildly:

"Li Yunsheng, it's the evil of Qiushui Li Yunsheng, hahaha, I'm not wronged in my death, hahaha..."

His sharp and crazy laughter echoed in this valley for a long time.

Li Yunsheng, standing on the hilltop of the low mountain, quietly watched this scene without saying a word.

After the Wuliang Mountain was no longer heard, he put away the amber sword and jumped down from the pine tree.

"We have to go back and cook soon."

He looked at the sky and murmured to himself.

Just as he was about to go down the mountain, the little disciple of Wuliang Mountain who had been hiding behind the tree suddenly walked out, and he held a short knife and blocked Li Yunsheng tremblingly.

"You want to kill me to avenge them?"

Li Yunsheng asked curiously as he looked at him.

The broken-armed disciple looked at Li Yunsheng with vigilance, shook his head vigorously, and then swallowed:

"I know you, I, I know your evil deeds. As long as I kill you, I can make a fortune, and I can reach the sky in one step."

"What's your name?"

Li Yunsheng asked him.

"Qin, Qin Peng."

The disciple of the broken arm said.

Li Yunsheng nodded when he heard this, and then asked:

"Do you think you can kill me?"

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

Qin Peng said firmly.

It can be seen that he really wants to make a name for himself and really wants to reach the top in one step.

Li Yunsheng just glanced at him deeply, then ignored him and walked straight past him.

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

"It's okay, it's okay, Qin Peng, think of your sister who was captured, and your parents who starved to death. This person has taken you lightly and you have a chance."

Thinking of this, he suddenly gritted his teeth, held the short knife in his hand, and slammed the heels and hands, and kicked the ground under his feet. He held the short knife, and the whole person flew into a gust of wind, stabbing Li Yun's heart after he died.

Only his only one meter into Li Yunsheng's entire body, and his whole body exploded like a blood bubble, turning into a pile of filth and minced meat scattered all over the ground.

Li Yunsheng didn't even look behind him, but continued to move forward, and finally disappeared into the mountains and forests bit by bit.

evening.

The weather is already in autumn, and after the sun sets, the air in the mountains and forests has already cooled down.

Fengchan Mountain with lush raindrops, you can see a few yellow-leaf forests from time to time. In about a month, the green mountains will be replaced with red clothes.

At the foot of Fengchan Mountain, which is the entrance of Fengchan Village, a woman in a scalloped silk shirt held her cheek with her hands. She had been waiting there for a long time. She sometimes sat down and sometimes stood up and paced, back and forth, with an anxious look on her face.

As the sky got darker, she got up and paced more and more times.

Until the sky was about to get dark, a thin man with a sword on his back appeared at the foot of Fengchan Mountain. The woman immediately rushed towards the man like a gust of crimson wind.

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, the Sang family members in the village might not believe that this restless woman was their head Sang Xiaoman.

And that man is naturally Li Yunsheng.

For the next five consecutive days, Li Yunsheng went out so early and returned late, while Sang Xiaoman must wait for him to come back at the foot of the mountain on time.

Dongfang Li found it very strange, and one day he asked Sang Xiaoman curiously:

"These six saints should not pose any threat to Li Yunsheng, and even if there is a threat, you can't do anything if you wait here?"

And Sang Xiaoman answered her:

"My little junior brother likes to fight desperately when doing things. He always doesn't take his life seriously. When he meets a strong enemy, he thinks first of all not how to give in, but how to fight with his life. His skills are all about fighting for life. And I am sitting here just to let him know that there are still people waiting for him at home. When he meets a strong enemy, he will consider whether it is worth it."

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

She had never liked someone before, so naturally she could not understand this feeling. But she understood the concern for Li Yunsheng in Sang Xiaoman's words, and she was very impressed by how she could put herself in her shoes.

Fengchan Village was very calm these six days, especially during the day and at night, especially when Li Yunsheng was cooking and a group of people were sitting at the table for dinner, Sang Xiaoman said something irrelevant to joke about Zhang Lianer and Xu Youyou, Dongfang Li discussed the practice techniques with Li Yunsheng. Xu Youyou blushed and asked Li Yunsheng to play a chess game with her after dinner...

Under the interweaving of peace and excitement, even people like Dongfangli, who are very indifferent to family affection, can't help but become attached to the atmosphere of the village.

However, compared to the calmness of Fengchan Village, the ten states were completely in chaos at this time.

During the six days, the six six-line holy hands of the Immortal Alliance were all killed by the remnant of Qiu Shui.

The lines on Wuliang Mountain not only regard the immortal alliance and Yan Yu as a humiliation, but also a naked provocation to the monks of the ten states.

For a time, the Ten State Council met in the storm, and countless monks began to set off for the Kunlun Mountains and Seas Association.

Some of these people heard the summons from the Immortal Alliance and Yan Yu, some were to kill Qiu Shui and become famous, some were to covet the rumored secrets of Mid-Autumn Water, and some were just to watch the fun.

But there are also sober here.

Being able to kill six high-level cultivators in the Immortal Alliance who have been carefully trained for decades, you can imagine how powerful this Qiu Shui Yu Yan has reached.

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

A person who can make the Immortal Alliance and Yan Yu helpless for more than ten years will naturally not be an incompetent person who is ignorant of advancing and retreating. Killing the Six Saints of the Immortal Alliance seems stupid, but when you think about it carefully, it is very clever, because only in this way can you completely muddle the mountain and sea meeting the pond, so that he can fish from the muddy water.

In short, the death of the Six Saints of the Immortal Alliance has made the situation of this Shanhai Association begin to become confusing. Now, all kinds of monsters and monsters gather together in the Shanhai Association.

After the Autumn Water disaster, the ten states with stagnant water became lively for a long time.

It is precisely this that made Cao Keng, who was sitting in the Immortal Alliance General Assembly at this time, feel a little restless.

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