The spectators didn't know what words to use to describe their shock, praise, and the like, and for some reason, they seemed so boring at the moment that they couldn't say anything.

So, they stared at Zhang Liang tightly to express their feelings.

A gust of wind suddenly appeared in the mountains, and when the wind stopped, Xiaode's figure had disappeared.

When a powerhouse at the peak of the Star Gathering Realm was bent on escaping, it was difficult to stay.

At this time, Chen Changsheng slowly came to Zhang Liang's side and said, "Over the past year or so, it seems that you have gained a lot. ”

Zhang Liang smiled lightly and said, "After going through so many things, it is natural to grow, otherwise, wouldn't you have lived up to the teachings of your uncle and ancestor all the way." ”

Chen Changsheng nodded, and couldn't help but think of the time from the snow field to Xunyang City, which was really nostalgic.

Even though, that time was actually full of dangers.

Tang Thirty-six and Folded Sleeves also came to the location where the two of them were.

The former stared at Zhang Liang closely, his eyebrows and eyes were full of doubts, and the latter was also curious and admired.

It's such a young Gathering Star Upper Realm!

Tang Thirty-six didn't speak after all, maybe it was because the two of them often quarreled a long time ago, when he saw that the other party's cultivation entered the realm so quickly, he was a little speechless.

Although the folded sleeves are admired, they don't need to be expressed in any words of praise.

Several people looked at each other, and then continued to walk on the mountain path.

At this moment, the acquaintances of the cultivators gathered together and discussed the previous turmoil.

At the forefront, Chen Changsheng and Zhang Liang chatted about the recent events, like old friends who have known each other for many years.

The mountain road turns slightly, and there is a clear stream in front of you, and the cliffs on the other side of the stream are full of trees, from shallow to deep yellow leaves, the beauty makes people a little unclear about the color and shade, and the trees bear all kinds of fruits, and the branches may break at any time.

Near the stream, there are hundreds of persimmon trees, and the yellow persimmons on the branches are densely packed, looking like countless lanterns.

A man in Tsing Yi stood by the stream, in front of countless yellow lanterns, holding a sword in his hand, his face was as pale as blood, he kept breathing rapidly, and his shoulders drooped very much.

Several thin streaks of blood oozed from the corners of his ears and eyes.

His head is like one of those heavy fruits in the mountains and forests, which may burst at any moment because they are ripe, or break branches and fall from his neck because they are too heavy.

Chen Changsheng actually knew this person.

He is Liu Qing, the third strongest man on the killer list, and he dares to plot against Zhu Luo's assassin!

But now, he is facing this desperate situation!

Liu Qing's right hand holding the sword kept trembling, and he was about to lose his grip.

By this time, he still hadn't drawn his sword.

Because he has no way to draw a sword.

At the same time, he did not dare to draw his sword at that man.

Among the yellow leaves of the mountain, there is a middle-aged scholar.

He looked at the lantern-like persimmons with his hands behind his back, as if to check whether they were ripe.

He had a pendant tied to his belt, and if you looked closely, you might see that it was a seal.

The middle-aged scholar didn't look very unusual, but when Chen Changsheng's gaze fell on him, the sky between the mountains suddenly darkened.

Zhang Liang looked at the middle-aged man, his expression was extremely serious, he was here after all!

Chen Changsheng looked at Liu Qing and felt extremely surprised, the other party was the third assassin in the world, his swordsmanship had been instructed by Su Li, his talent was extremely strong, and his realm was extremely high.

The most important thing is that Liu Qing is extremely determined, when he was in Xunyang City, he even dared Zhu Luo to yin and stab him with a sword, why did he dare to die at this time, but he didn't dare to show a sword to that middle-aged scholar?

Could it be that this middle-aged scholar is even stronger and more terrifying than Zhu Luo?

Zhu Luo is a storm in all directions, and people on the mainland who are stronger than him can be counted on two hands.

In fact, there is no need to calculate carefully, the real answer is already coming out, but they are in the mountains, and they can't think of it anyway. Because there is no reason for that big man to appear in Cold Mountain, to appear here, to appear here.

In addition to Liu Qing next to the stream, there are also some people - Xiao De and more than ten demon clan powerhouses who look like subordinates.

More than a dozen demon clan powerhouses were scattered on the grass by the stream, and Xiaode was standing in the stream.

This big demon who conceals his inner arrogance with his irascible appearance, is calm beyond imagination, and is absolutely realistic, looking at the back of the middle-aged scholar in front of him, his pale face is full of vigilance, and his brown eyes are full of despair.

He had two sword wounds on his body, and it was Zhang Liang who brought him these two sword wounds.

Under the coercion of the middle-aged scholar, Xiao De's eyes were bleeding, and he couldn't even pull out his sword, he knew very well how far the gap in strength and realm between himself and the middle-aged scholar was, so he was so desperate.

But despair does not mean surrender, and his body exudes more and more violent fighting spirit.

He is worthy of being a real powerhouse in the top five of the free list, and his performance on the mountain road before seemed to be far less than his reputation, but at this time, facing the real shadow of death, facing the night that shrouded the cold mountain, he really showed his fearless will.

Xiao De's eyes fell on Zhang Liang and Liu Qing.

Liu Qing's hand was holding the sword, trembling slightly, and he seemed very weak.

When Xiaode appeared in Zhang Liang, he was faintly looking forward to it.

He knew that only by joining forces with Guan Feibai, one of the Seven Laws of the Divine Kingdom who had injured him, and this swordsman in Tsing Yi, could he fight for an almost impossible glimmer of life.

Unfortunately, the middle-aged scholar did not give them such a chance.

Just when Liu Qing's hand gradually stabilized, Xiao De's breathing gradually became stronger, and Zhang Liang looked at the two of them, the middle-aged scholar turned around.

A moment ago, the middle-aged scholar looked at the lantern-like persimmons in the woods with his hands behind his back, as if he was an official returning to his hometown to retire.

The next moment, the middle-aged scholar turned to look at them, his expression calm, and he resumed his identity as a peerless powerhouse.

The appearance of this middle-aged scholar is difficult to describe in words, because whether it is Liu Qing or Xiaode and other strong people, they all feel that there seems to be a faint layer of night between his eyebrows and eyes, and they can't see it clearly at all.

As for Chen Changsheng, Tang Thirty-six, Folding Sleeves and others on the mountain road, they didn't have the ability to see this person's face.

Zhang Liang looked at the middle-aged man's appearance, his heart shook slightly, even if he was now at the peak of the Gathering Star Realm, he couldn't see it clearly.

One can only see the face of a middle-aged scholar...... this world.

The face of the middle-aged scholar is full of brocade characters, painted with mountains and rivers, one time is the desert of yellow sand, one time is the magnificent blue sea, between the eyebrows and lips, all things in heaven and earth move with it, the scenery is extremely vivid, but with an absolute sense of cold silence.

Because there are all kinds of scenery in this world, but there is no one.

Not a single one.

This is the Demon Lord?

This should be the Demon Lord!