"I don't want to hear any secrets. ”

Don't look at Li Yunsheng always looks light-hearted, in fact, he will still remember the revenge he should remember, although Meng Zhi's punch was said to test the ability of the Qiankun armor, but he will always be a little embarrassed if he falls so embarrassed, he is not beaten on the left cheek will be deep in the right cheek to beat the Bodhisattva, and now he is ready to ask for it back with interest.

"You want to know, you must want to know, this secret is related to the survival of the ten states, who knows who will survive!"

Seeing that Li Yunsheng's fist was about to fall again, and seeing that the power accumulated on the Qiankun armor was about to reach its limit, Meng Zhi shouted in horror.

Say. ”

Li Yunsheng was stunned when he heard this, and then put down his fist.

"Master, you help put your feet down first, I take a breath, take a breath, I can't run." ”

Meng Zhi continued to beg for mercy.

Li Yunsheng looked like he was about to breathe, so he didn't think much about it, and took his foot off directly.

But who knew that before he moved his foot, Meng Zhi suddenly raised his hand and pressed it on his waist, and the Qiankun Xuantie armor suddenly exploded from him.

Although Li Yunsheng dodged away with Xingyun steps, when he looked over again, there was no trace of Meng Zhi, and only the Qiankun Xuantie armor scattered all over the place remained.

"Boy, you're still too tender, hahaha...... cough cough cough ......"

Meng Zhi's voice suddenly came from the Wuliang Mountain not far away, and at this time, the tortoise shell array around the Wuliang Mountain had lit up, and it really looked like a huge tortoise shell that was like a shadow.

"No matter how strong your fists are, how can you withstand me in the tortoiseshell formation?"

A scene that the disciples of Wuliang Mountain were very familiar with many years ago reappeared again at this moment.

Li Yunsheng ignored Meng Zhi's clamour.

"You should be able to use this armor, put it away. ”

He fell back to the ground, and the regulus in his mask reminded him.

He secretly responded, took a few steps forward, raised his hand and put all the armor into the Qiankun bag, and then looked at the side of Wuliang Mountain.

"Is that secret you just said true or false?"

He asked Meng Zhi knowingly.

"Naturally, I lied to you, idiot, if I knew this secret, it would not be the Six Saints but the Three Kings!hahaha......"

Meng Zhi smiled presumptuously, this scene was as if the person who had just won was him.

Some of the new disciples lowered their heads in shame at this moment, and some of the old disciples cheered for Meng Zhi with ease.

Li Yunsheng ignored them, but jumped to the top of the low mountain in front of him, stood on the tip of a pine tree on the top of the mountain, and then looked up.

This mountain is the last low mountain in front of Wuliang Mountain, Li Yunsheng's vision is no longer obstructed, and he can take this majestic mountain in front of him in his eyes as soon as he looks up.

In front of this towering behemoth shrouded in clouds and mist, Li Yunsheng and the low mountain under him are like a flat boat on the broad river, the low mountain is the boat, and he is the passenger who crosses the river in the boat.

"I don't care who you are, I am Meng Zhi, the holy hand of the Immortal League, if you go against me, you will go against the Immortal League, if you know each other, you will retreat quickly, otherwise I will not only kill you, but also kill all of your teachers"

As soon as he raised his hand, he used the technique of controlling the sword with qi to levitate a one-man high mountain stone suspended beside him, and then pressed down with his palm, and the mountain stone shot towards the immeasurable mountain like a sharp flying sword with the sound of breaking through the sky.

Although it was just an ordinary mountain stone, it was driven by Li Yunsheng's sandstorm sword intent, supplemented by Qiushui sword qi, and its momentum was no less than the thunderous blow of a saint realm cultivator.

Watching this stone fly from the Infinite Mountain, whether it was Meng Zhi or his disciples, they couldn't help but feel a tightness in their hearts at this moment, and a fear from instinct poured out of their hearts.

Seeing that the demon man casually controlled a mountain rock with such power, although Meng Zhi hadn't figured out who this person was, he was already glad that he could escape back to Wuliang Mountain in time.

When there were still about two or three hundred zhang away from Wuliang Mountain, only a muffled sound like a drum beat was heard, and the mountain stone that Li Yunsheng drove hit the tortoiseshell array of Wuliang Mountain, and a blue-gray light curtain stopped in front of the mountain stone, and the tortoiseshell lines on the light curtain were like ripples on the water surface, and the part that was hit by the mountain stone had been deeply dented, and the tortoiseshell lines were constantly broken and repaired.

After a moment of stalemate, the stone that Li Yunsheng commanded failed to break through the tortoiseshell array, and fell into the cliff after the strength was exhausted.

Seeing that the tortoiseshell array had resisted the demon's blow, the heart that Meng Zhi and his disciples were hanging on finally fell to the ground.

"Just because you want to break through my Infinite Mountain Tortoise Shell Formation, it's a dream!"

Meng Zhizhi shouted at Li Yunsheng with a sneering face.

"That's right, my Infinite Mountain Gate Tortoise Armor Array is indestructible and impregnable!"

"What kind of thing are you, a demon, if you want to break through my tortoise shell formation, cultivate for another thousand years. ”

A group of disciples also chimed in.

At this moment, even those new disciples who were originally ashamed of Meng Zhi hiding in the mountains began to get excited, and joined in the cheers and ridicule, at this moment he truly felt the glory that only the disciples of Wuliang Mountain could feel.

And just when this cheer and ridicule reached its peak, suddenly a long sword out of the sheath tore through the sky, Meng Zhi and his disciples followed the prestige, only to see that on the low mountain directly opposite Wuliang Mountain, countless sword qi were surging towards Wuliang Mountain like a tide, and in this tide of sword qi, a silver sword light cut their sight in front of them like a morning skyline that cut through day and night.

Also cut apart were their bodies, and the towering mountain behind them.

In just an instant, the crowd that was still cheering just now fell into a dead silence, and the Wuliang Mountain, which was still standing in the clouds just now, was slashed by a sword.

Behind Li Yunsheng, the little disciple with the broken arm of Wuliang Mountain looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, until the sound of the collapse of Wuliang Mountain and the crying of the disciples of Wuliang Mountain stopped, and he still didn't react.

Li Yunsheng, who was holding the amber sword in his hand, felt that he was in a very good state at this time, the sword just now seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding with the amber in his hand, and his own will and his mind This sword seemed to be completely understandable, and only Qingyu had given him this feeling.

But at the same time, he also felt a sense of determination from this amber sword.

"You're not too reluctant. ”

He glanced at the amber in his hand.

And after breaking the tortoiseshell array and cutting off Wuliang Mountain, Li Yunsheng did not leave, but raised his hand and carved a line of words with the Wuliang Mountain in front of him as a monument, an amber sword as a pen, and an autumn water sword qi as ink.