Zhang Liang and Chen Changsheng were behind the yellow paper umbrella, working together to resist the sky.

Suddenly, countless swords erupted from the scabbard at his waist!

Whoosh!

The swords flew up against the edges of the yellow paper umbrella and then quickly dispersed like a firework.

Ten thousand swords turned into dozens of sword lines, starting from the top of the mausoleum and falling into the sky, like umbrella bones.

This is a huge umbrella with an area of thousands of miles, which was opened by Chen Changsheng and held up the sky that was about to collapse.

Over time.

The whistling wind gradually weakened, the coercion brought by the violent energy turbulence gradually disappeared, the weight from the yellow paper umbrella gradually disappeared, and the world became quiet.

When Zhang Liang and Chen Changsheng opened their eyes, what they saw was not the tragic scene of Zhou Yuan, but a snowfield.

There is also a shadow in the sky here, and the will in this shadow is more powerful and terrifying than the shadow of the Roc on the steppe where the sun never sets!

There are more than ten mountain-like figures around the snow field, exuding the same aura of Teng Xiaoming and Liu Wan'er's demon general couple, and there is a person covered in black robes on the snow hill more than ten miles away, and there is a faint outline of the male city on the far periphery of the snow field.

Chen Changsheng glanced at Zhang Liang beside him with a somewhat puzzled expression, and saw that the latter nodded, only then did he confirm his guess just now.

That city is actually the legendary snow old city, here is the Demon Domain Snow Field, and those mountain-like black shadows are really demon generals, the gloomy man in the black robe is the demon military master The identity of the shadow in the sky is also about to come out, it should be the Demon Lord.

Even though Zhang Liang knew that he would face such a scene, he was still surprised, it had nothing to do with guts, but was surprised that under such a heavy surrounding, that man could hold out until now.

"Oh, there's a sword. ”

The man walked up to Chen Changsheng and Zhang Liang, stretched out his left hand and took the umbrella.

When he saw Zhang Liang, he was obviously stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, why are you here?

Zhang Liang knew that this was Su Li.

Su Li was wearing a long shirt, but it was not too long, unlike a scribe, with a sword tied around his waist, but not like a swordsman, giving people a nondescript feeling.

There was an incomparably clear aura on his body, as if a sword was showing its edge to the fullest, making it impossible to look at it directly.

This man is the strongest sword in the continent today.

For some reason, Zhang Liang felt that such a metaphor seemed the most appropriate.

Su Li held the middle of the yellow paper umbrella in his left hand, looked at it quietly, looked at it for a long time, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Then, the smile turns into a hearty laugh, into a long laugh.

He smiled so happily that he was so happy.

He looked at the figure of the demon general like a black mountain in the distance, looked at the black robe sitting cross-legged in the broken snow, looked at the shadow in the sky, and said, "You all say that I am short of a sword, yes, I am indeed short of a sword, but now ...... Now that I have a sword, is it your turn to be afraid?

Zhang Liang looked at Su Li, who was laughing and high-spirited, hesitated for a moment, and decided to quietly watch the other party's performance.

is different from Chen Changsheng's performance, Su Li's performance mainly relies on acting.

Acting.

At this moment, Chen Changsheng had already guessed the identity of this person, he turned his head and glanced at Zhang Liang, and said in his heart Seeing this person, why can you be so calm, don't you need to salute?

Later, he glanced at the shadow in the air, the tall figure on the snowfield, and the black robe more than ten miles away, and this time didn't seem to be suitable.

Master, I regained my grip on this sword

But...... Zhou Dufu is dead, and I have no chance to cut him under the sword and avenge you.

Su Li remembered the past, the years when he entered Zhou Yuan to find a sword, and his master.

The clear laughter gradually disappeared, and the sword on Su Li's body gradually disappeared, as if he had become an ordinary middle-aged man.

He raised his head and looked around the snowfield, the huge figures of those demon generals like black mountains, their expressions were calm, and they reached out to hold the handle of the umbrella.

His left hand holds the middle of a yellow paper umbrella like a scabbard.

His right hand held the handle of the yellow paper umbrella as if he was about to draw a sword.

The handle of the umbrella is the hilt of the sword, and the moment Su Li's hand landed on the handle of the umbrella, an extremely powerful sword intent enveloped the entire snowfield.

On the snowfield dozens of miles away, the figure of a mountain-like demon general shook slightly, and then fell heavily into the snow.

A streak of blood appeared in the snowy sky.

Chen Changsheng looked at that figure, and the shock in his heart was difficult to subside.

This is the legendary powerhouse, with a sword, he killed a powerful demon general dozens of miles away.

So, he looked at Zhang Liang, thinking that he was a disciple of the Lishan Sword Sect, and he should have great respect for this rumored uncle.

As a result, he saw a painting, a somewhat strange painting, and the characters in that painting could be seen at a glance to be Su Li, and it was the way he held the hilt of the sword.

admired so much that he left a portrait to worship, Chen Changsheng felt very surprised.

Zhang Liang naturally didn't know that Chen Changsheng was thinking about these things, otherwise, he would probably be speechless to death.

Su Li held the handle of the umbrella, his fingers slightly forced.

I only heard a clear sound.

A bright sword blade was drawn from the yellow paper umbrella.

It turned out that this was the real body of the yellow paper umbrella, and the sword had been hidden in the yellow paper umbrella.

The sword is not fully out.

Only half of the sword body appeared between heaven and earth.

The wind and snow on the snow field were sudden, and the thin snow flakes changed into countless invisible swords, and they swept away with a roar, and instantly came to the snow hill more than ten miles away.

The black robe bowed his head, waved his hands, and his hands were slightly blue, as if he was saluting, in front of his face, and together with the black robe that fell to the snow, he covered everything, and an extremely cold aura greeted those sword-like snow flakes.

Countless cracking sounds sounded above the snow hills, and countless sharp sword lights appeared in the space around the black robe.

The next moment, the end of the black robe left the snow, and the black robe floated up, the clothes were light, accompanied by the wind and snow and sword light, and swept backwards, disappearing into nothingness.

The sword light gradually faded, the sword sound gradually quieted, and the wind and snow gradually slowed down.

A black piece of cloth slowly fell on the snowfield, and at the same time, there was a streak of crimson blood.

With one sword, he injured the legendary black robe!

Zhang Liang had to admire Su Li, his sword cultivation was too powerful, and his sword intent was simply like the sharpest thing in heaven and earth.

Chen Changsheng was also shocked, he didn't expect that he would be able to see such a level of shocking duel.

"Let's fight!"

With this sword-like roar, a real sword roar resounded through the snowfield.

Su Li's right hand held the handle of the umbrella and slowly pulled it out, and the sword body with cold light scattered appeared on the snowfield.

Before the sword was fully out, he beheaded the demon general and injured the black robe, and now that the sword is all out, how powerful should his sword be!

Zhang Liang glanced at Su Li's back, and said in his heart, shouldn't he say it?

As if in response to Zhang Liang, a voice suddenly sounded in his and Chen Changsheng's ears.

"You two stinky boys, don't hold the umbrella yet!"