The wind and snow gradually slowed down, and the snow field was quiet and silent. However, it didn't take long for the ground to vibrate, the snow gradually loosened, and countless demon armies galloped past, chasing towards the south. The shadow in the sky slowly returned to Xuelao City. The black robe returned to the arena at some point, and several demon generals stood silently behind him. The venue was quiet again, and there was no sound for a long time. These big figures of the Demon Race seemed to not know what to say at this time. Who would have thought that the strongest person in the southern continent would be such a person.
"When a real strong man suddenly becomes shameless, it is really troublesome."
The voice of the black robe was still so emotionless, and occasionally the cold wind blew past, lifting a corner of the hood, revealing the slightly green chin. The magic generals deeply believed that they were stronger than Su Li, and it was beyond their expectation to use such a low-level deception at this time. Is this probably the reason why the most humble are invincible
The black robe looked at the footprints left by Su Li on the snow, remained silent for a long time, and continued to say indifferently: "His injuries are already serious, although he managed to hide it from His Majesty's eyes, the last sword must have been exhausted." His painstaking efforts, he has no reason to continue to hold on."
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A single sword can't really be thousands of miles away, but it can cut a sword path leading to hundreds of miles away among the numerous formations built by the strong demons, and one can imagine how powerful this sword is, just as The black robe asserted that even if it was as strong as Su Li holding the sword, he would still have to pay a considerable price.
Six hundred miles southwest of Xuelao City, there is a snowy ridge. The cold climate did not freeze all the scenery. There is white steam everywhere in the ridge. It turns out that there are many hot springs in the mountain. Slowly falling, the figures of Su Li and Chen Changsheng gradually appeared.
Su Li had already put the sword back into the yellow paper umbrella, and lightly brushed the snowflakes flying in front of him with his right hand, his demeanor looked extremely calm and casual. In contrast, Chen Changsheng looked much more embarrassed, his hands were still tightly grasping the front of the yellow paper umbrella, sitting in the snow, like a little beggar.
"The demons clearly have good IQ, but for some reason, they always behave stupidly. Those demon generals must lead people to chase south." Su Li looked back at the road when he came, like a sword glow. His sharp eyes pierced through the layers of wind and snow, and he didn't know where they fell, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, showing a mocking expression.
He didn't say these words to Chen Changsheng, he was talking to himself, or comforting himself. But Chen Changsheng didn't know it, he got up from the snow with some difficulty, and said, "Senior, this is still a demon realm after all, so we should leave as soon as possible."
Su Li seemed to have just discovered the existence of the young man at this time, glanced at him, did not speak, and did not leave in a hurry, but walked into the nearby hot spring.
Chen Changsheng let go of the yellow paper umbrella, and looked at him walking into the hot spring, not knowing what was going on.
Suddenly, there was a burst of dense sounds around the hot spring. Some of the sounds were very shrill, as if a sharp sword glow cut open the space; some were very loud, like the thunderous roar of a hammer falling on a rock; It was dull, as if someone was talking in the depths of thousands of feet of water.
With the sound of these voices, countless powerful auras flowed out from Su Li's body. They were the sword intent of the devil general's iron sword, the wind and thunder intent of the iron rod, the secluded intent of the black robe, and the splendor of the surrounding hot spring. The rocks were crisped by the cold, and then broke one after another.
The sound of howling swords and thunder is everywhere in the snow ridge! Even the surface of the steaming hot spring water had countless cracks, and it was not until a long time later that it returned to calm. Su Li stood in the knee-deep hot spring water, his gown was torn, and there were countless rips on his body, and blood kept dripping down.
In a place so close to Xuelao City, surrounded by an army of tens of thousands of demons, besieged and killed by more than a dozen demon generals, the black robe of the demon army officer watched quietly, and the will of the demon king turned into a shadow covering the sky, This was the most massive killing round in hundreds of years, and Su Li persisted for several days and nights.
There was no tear on his clothes, not even a single snowflake, and he didn't look like he was injured at all, but in fact, he had already suffered serious injuries. , and even the will of the Demon Lord left many terrible wounds and killing intent in his body.
It's just that those injuries and killing intent were forcibly suppressed by him with his strong will and transcendent realm. Until he got the yellow paper umbrella, drew out the sky-shading sword, cut a path in the snowy sky, and came hundreds of miles away, confirming that there was no problem with his safety for the time being, and he was unwilling to continue to consume real energy to suppress it.
As a result, all those injuries and killing intent exploded in an instant.
Most of the killing intent was forcibly given to this snowy ridge by him, letting the world bear it for him, but the injury still stayed in his body.
His face was snow-white, with a dull expression, only the loose breath between his eyebrows and eyes remained the same.
Hearing the roar of swords and thunder in the snowy ridge, feeling the terrifying and cold killing accidents, looking at Su Li covered in blood, and the hot spring water gradually turning red, Chen Changsheng turned pale with shock, and asked in a trembling voice. Said: "Senior... are you okay?"
Su Li didn't answer his question, but asked, "Is the disciple Li Shan in the Zhou Garden okay?"
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Su Li remained silent, looking at the gray sun in the distance of the snowy ridge, wondering what he was thinking.
Chen Changsheng was very worried, and asked repeatedly: "Senior, are you alright?"
Su Li turned to look at him and said, "Do you know who I am?"
Chen Changsheng thought he had guessed the identity of this senior before, but later the behavior of this senior was really different from the rumors. At that moment, he directly began to doubt his life, and naturally began to doubt whether he had guessed wrong He hesitated and asked, "Ask senior's name?"
Su Li said, "I'm Su Li."
Chen Changsheng was shocked, he didn't expect that he guessed right, he didn't expect that he really guessed right.
Because he didn't expect that the legendary uncle Li Shan was actually such a person.
"Then?" he asked.
Su Li was a little displeased, and reprimanded: "This order is wrong, do it again."
Chen Changsheng was slightly startled, and said, "Huh?"
Su Li looked into his eyes and asked again: "Who am I?"
Chen Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and said, "Senior, you are... Li Shan's junior uncle Su Li."
Su Li asked again: "According to the rumors, what kind of person am I?"
Chen Changsheng didn't know why this senior was covered in blood, and he looked exhausted, but he wanted to ask these questions, and after thinking about it, he replied seriously: "You are a swordsman who was born in the world, and your cultivation has already reached the peak of perfection. a legendary person."
This kind of evaluation can easily be regarded as flattery if it is said in person, but Chen Changsheng said it very seriously, because what he said was the truth, so when he said it, it seemed particularly sincere and credible. Su Li was very satisfied.
He looked at Chen Changsheng and said with relief: "Although your junior's strength is terrible, you still have some knowledge."
Chen Changsheng really didn't know what to say at this moment. Seeing that his body was bleeding more and more, he couldn't help asking again: "Senior, are you really alright?"
Su Li said with a smile: "You just said that I am a swordsman genius born in the world, and my cultivation has already reached perfection, and I can be called a legend."
Chen Changsheng thought to himself that it should be no big deal if he could write down his words verbatim.
"So, how can something happen to someone like me?"
Then, Su Li said beamingly.
Then, like a severed pillar, he fell forward and fell into the hot spring.
The water splashed everywhere, the hot spring water dyed red kept rippling, and Su Li's body kept rising and falling in the water.
It took Chen Changsheng a while to realize that this senior had passed out, so he quickly jumped into the hot spring, carried him out, and put him on the ground beside the hot spring.
Almost at the same time his body fell to the ground, Su Li started snoring. He was really too tired to last this long.
Chen Changsheng didn't know this. Looking at this senior, he didn't know what to think.
What he just said is true.
In the minds of the younger generation of practitioners, although Su Li is not in the wind and rain of all directions, and does not have the title of saint, he is the idol of young practitioners. Even Tang Sanshiliu, who is so narcissistic and proud, has no objection . Because compared with the sacred and solemn saints such as the Holy Empress and His Majesty the Pope, and compared with the regular and orderly wind and rain like the old man Tianji and the moon alone, Li Shan's little master and uncle roamed around the world, singing swords and singing everywhere, and it represented the most important thing for young people. Longing for freedom and doing whatever you want.
However... it turned out that Li Shan's little master uncle was actually such a person.
Chen Changsheng couldn't remember how many times he felt such emotion.
He felt that the shock that this senior brought to him was even greater than the sword pool and the Tianshu stele in Zhou Garden.
Looking at Su Li's indifferent expression in his deep sleep, and hearing his thunderous snoring, he suddenly felt a little like Tang Thirty-Six.
Then, he remembered that Tang Thirty-Six once commented that he and Xu Yourong were both speechless guys.
This little junior uncle Li Shan really makes people speechless, right
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