Su Li's shot was like thunder, shocking everyone.

Two swords, seriously injured Xiao Zhang and Liang Wangsun in the top three of the free list.

"Let's go. ”

Su Li said to Zhang Liang and Chen Changsheng.

When Zhang Liang heard this, although he wanted to help Su Li up, he was seriously injured and couldn't do it at all.

Chen Changsheng shook his head at him, came to Su Li himself, and helped him down from the chair. Together, the three of them walked through the broken beams and gravel wet with the rain and walked towards the street.

Su Li felt that it was a bit hard to do this, and the most important thing was that if he had to be supported by Chen Changsheng, he couldn't walk casually, and he had to be watched by hundreds of people, which seriously damaged his legendary color.

He wants to go, and naturally some people are unwilling to let him go.

This feast in Xunyang City, there are a lot of people who go to the banquet, there are people in the free list such as Xiao Zhang, Liang Wangsun, and many forces, at this time, this banquet is about to end, but there are still many people who refuse to leave the table.

There is a deep blood feud between those people and Su Li, and there are old grudges that cannot be dissolved.

So, they took action one after another.

Although Chen Changsheng learned the Wisdom Sword, the Burning Sword and the Stupid Sword, how could he deal with so many people.

After Zhang Liang fought with Liang Wangsun and Xiao Zhang, he was also seriously injured and lost his combat strength.

Could it be that Su Li is really going to die here?

Just when Chen Changsheng was thinking like this, a sharp and calm knife intent broke through the air, only a muffled sound was heard, and the person who shot at them flew straight out, smashed to the ground, and passed out.

Everyone was shocked, and when they looked over, they found that there was a middle-aged man, who had stood next to the three of them at some point.

The man was dressed in green clothes, a little thin and tall, quiet and silent, his eyebrows drooped slightly, and he was lonely.

For some reason, I feel shabby when I see him.

It is not an ordinary shabby, but a shabby after wealth, and a bleak after flowers.

He didn't care about expectations, he wasn't proud, he just stood in front of Su Li and Chen Changsheng like this.

"It's you, Wang Po!"

Liang Wangsun reluctantly walked back from those walls, looked at the middle-aged man, and shouted in surprise.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked!

Because the person who came was Wang Po.

No. 1 on the free list, the king of Tianliang is broken!

If Su Li is the legend of the previous generation, then the contemporary legend is the middle-aged man in front of him who looks a little shabby.

From a young age, he was the first among his peers!

From the Qingyun List to the Dianjin List, and then to the Freedom List, he is the top of the list.

Wang Po's appearance is like a big mountain, blocking in front of his peers.

At this moment, he was still like a big mountain, blocking in front of Su Li.

If you want to kill Su Li, you naturally have to pass the Wang Break level.

Thinking about Wang breaking this level, apart from the five saints and the wind and rain in all directions, who else can do it?!

Painting Jia Xiao looked at Wang Po, the deformed iron gun in his hand was clenched and creaked, Liang Wangsun was extremely angry, and he didn't understand why the other party wanted to save Su Li!

Those who wanted to kill Su Li on the side of the street were all knocked away by the knife in Wang Po's hand and passed out.

If the wind and rain don't come, how to stop the king from breaking?

The crowd was in despair.

So, the storm really came.

At the corner of the street was a middle-aged man, who had a long shawl, but many traces of snow could be faintly seen inside.

So much so that it is impossible to tell how many years he has lived and how many years he has practiced.

Decades or centuries?

The man was tall and thin.

He was very popular and dashing, because he was the head of the family.

That man's expression was very indifferent, because he was the Peerless Sect Master of Ruthless Extermination.

Looking at Wang Po and Chen Changsheng, he has a domineering and condescending momentum.

Even looking at Su Li, he made no secret of his confidence and arrogance.

It was Julo who came.

Drink alone under the moon in the wind and rain in all directions, Zhu Luo!

It was not the first time Zhang Liang had seen Zhu Luo, he had seen each other once when he entered Zhou Garden.

At that time, he seemed to have foreseen today's scene, so his expression was not as surprised as Chen Changsheng.

There was silence on the long streets of Xunyang City, and then countless voices rang out.

Hundreds of cultivators bowed down one after another.

King Sun of Liang saluted.

The white paper on Xiao Zhang's face moved.

Wang Po didn't move, didn't salute, and looked at the other side quietly.

Chen Changsheng didn't salute either, he forgot to salute.

Zhang Liang's expression was calm, without sorrow or joy.

Su Li looked at Zhu Luo and said slowly, "You old guys finally can't help it. ”

Yes, I finally couldn't help it, and the people at the level of wind and rain in all directions finally appeared in front of Su Li.

Zhang Liang slowly stood a step forward, faintly blocking in front of Su Li.

Su Li glanced at him and wanted to say something, but after all, he still didn't say anything, it seemed that he knew very well that saying it or not not would change anything.

Subsequently, Su Li talked a lot to Zhu Luo.

Among them, many of them were swearing, and these words naturally came from Su Li's mouth.

Zhang Liang listened to these words, thinking that if it were himself, I am afraid that he would have already made a move, where could he wait for so long.

Wind and rain in all directions, really powerful!

Su Li and Zhu Luo naturally didn't know what Zhang Liang was thinking about at the moment, otherwise, I am afraid that one would die of laughter and the other would die of anger.

Su Li glanced at the rain that was getting heavier and heavier, and said, "You can go." ”

Of course, these six words are said to Chen Changsheng and Wang Po, Zhang Liang is a disciple of Lishan, and it is reasonable that he can't leave, and there is no need for the two of them.

Although Su Li was extremely disgusted with the tone of calmly welcoming death or returning to the sea of stars, he still had to talk about some grace after all, after all, he was the little uncle of Lishan.

How to spend a person's life, Su Li thought about it many times, but in the end he didn't come to a conclusion, most of the time he was still acting according to his likes and dislikes, but how a person's life ended, he had already come to a conclusion.

Dying in the hands of Bafang Fengyu, although there is a big gap with his imagination, it is barely acceptable.

Chen Changsheng glanced at Su Li and Zhang Liang in the rain, and was silent.

The matter has come to this, there is no point in doing anything else, it is this world that wants to kill Su Li, and now on the other side of the rain street is the strongest person in this world, no matter how fast and strong his sword is, it is impossible to stop the other party.

Wang Po didn't speak either.

But he began to roll up his sleeves.

He moves slowly, focused, and careful.

He rolled up the sleeve of his shirt on his right arm to his elbow.

In this way, you should be able to swing a knife a point faster.

Su Li's expression was slightly grim.

Julo suddenly laughed, because he was finally truly angry.

There was no anger in his smile, but Xunyang Cheng felt it very clearly.

The clouds in the sky were lower, and the rain became pouring in an instant.

This is the majesty of the divine realm, as if the heavens are mighty.

Then he smiled, looked at Wang Po's expressionless face and said a word: "You, are you ready to shoot at me?"

"The juniors don't dare. ”

Wang Po raised his head and looked at Zhu Luo calmly and even a little sneeringly.

After a while, he raised his iron sword, pointed at this unshakable continental powerhouse through the rain curtain, and said, "Please senior strike first." ”

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