The chaotic clouds were shaken away, and Wang Jingmeng instantly retreated more than ten steps.

It's just that his attitude is still very relaxed.

Compared with Song Lingshi, his true yuan loss is not drastic.

There were more than 30 disciples of the Hengshan Sword Academy in the field today.

The Hengshan Sword Academy was originally one of the largest sword academies in Changling, and most of the disciples of the Hengshan Sword Academy present today were students who had been practicing in the Hengshan Sword Academy for four to five years.

However, before that, none of them felt that a sword move like Chaotic Cloud Hengshan could block such a powerful secret sword as Hengyun Lianshan and Hengshan Fall.

The most important thing is that Wang Jingmeng's three swords are obviously the same sword moves, but all of them feel that there are subtle differences between the three swords, but they can't feel the difference for a while.

The aura outside Song Lingshi's body was shocking.

There was a soft click on the back of his head, and a jade ring that bound his hair was shattered by his own True Yuan agitation, and his hair flew away at the back of his head.

His mind was a little blank.

If even such a powerful sword move as Hengshan Fall can't break through the chaotic clouds and Hengshan at all, then what sword move will he use next?

It just doesn't seem to need him to think.

Because at this moment, the air in front of him had suddenly become viscous.

In front of him, three sharp and extremely heavy sword qi appeared.

"Clouds and mountains!"

An exclamation of disbelief rang out.

Those loudest voices all came from the mouths of those disciples of the Hengshan Sword Academy.

Hengyun Lianshan is the secret sword of the Hengshan Sword Academy, even many of them don't know such sword moves at all, some have never had the opportunity to learn at all, and some have not yet fully comprehended and cannot display such sword intent.

It is impossible for such a secret sword to circulate outside, could it be said that Wang Jingmeng just watched Song Lingshi use it once, and he already knew it?

Song Lingshi's eyes were full of disbelief.

His body swept upward, and the sword qi at the tip of the long sword in his hand sneered out.

This is the Hengshan Waterfall, and it is the standard method of breaking the Hengshan Sword Academy for this Hengyun Lianshan.

The power of Hengyun Lianshan is too great, and the front is often unable to resist, so with such a sword move, you can avoid the power of the front, and with the recoil of the sword qi, you can fly backwards and completely get rid of the scope shrouded by these three sword qi.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that when the sword qi shot out from the tip of his sword fell on the three sword shadows like a mountain, those three sword shadows dispersed like a powerless cloud.

"Only its form, not its might?"

"Isn't this really a cloud-swept mountain?"

The disciples of the Hengshan Sword Academy who exclaimed in surprise before were all stunned.

However, in the next moment, a roar erupted from Wang Jingmeng's feet.

Under his feet, countless fragments of vitality bloomed.

His sword was raised upward, his body also jumped up at the same time, the true yuan in his body sprayed out sharply, and in the surrounding air, there were countless invisible heaven and earth vitality converging, the sword in his hand gave people the feeling that it was constantly expanding, and his whole body gave people the feeling that it was constantly expanding, becoming incomparably tall.

His sword and man were connected as one, like a real hill, and it was majestic and pressed directly towards Song Lingshi.

Bang.

Song Lingshi was directly shocked and flew out.

"Yokoyama Fall!"

It wasn't until Song Lingshi was shocked out that a disciple of the Hengshan Sword Academy finally shouted, but his voice was still full of uncertainties.

This sword intent is undoubtedly a real horizontal mountain fall, but no one thought that there would be a mountain that smashed towards the sky, and there would be such a horizontal mountain fall.

There was a muffled sound.

Song Ling stone fell to the ground.

A cloud of smoke and dust dispersed, and Song Lingshi stood up from the ground with difficulty, blood slowly flowing from the corners of his mouth.

His hands were still gripping his sword tightly, but blood was pouring from his fingers.

Wang Jingmeng put away his sword, and then bowed to him.

Song Lingshi's body trembled, he remembered what he had just said, and when he thought of the swords that Wang Jingmeng had just used, he only felt that his face was hot and painful.

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