On a cliff in the Southern Wilderness Mountain Range, fallen leaves were scattered all over the place, and a gust of autumn wind blew, blowing those dead branches and leaves all over the sky, and the entire cliff was filled with a bleak and solemn atmosphere.

At this moment, on this cliff, there are twelve people standing. All of them wore black robes, and on the placket of their robes was embroidered with a ghost-shaped pattern. That terrible ghost had a hideous face, fangs and claws, and looked extremely terrifying.

At the forefront of this group of people was a fat black man, about thirty-eight or nine years old, who looked like a big black bear from a distance, and looked very vicious. His small eyes narrowed slightly, looking into the distance, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

On the edge of the cliff, there were stones, and under the stones, strong branches were pressed, but at the other end of the branches, there was a man hanging, more than thirty people. In other words, as soon as the stones are removed, those hanging from the branches will fall into the abyss and die.

At this moment, under the blowing of the autumn wind, those branches are also trembling slightly, and it seems that they may be disconnected at any time, which makes people tremble.

However, the people hanging from the branches did not have the slightest fear on their faces, because they knew that someone would definitely come to save them.

At this moment, the corners of the black fat man's eyes suddenly lifted, and his face changed involuntarily, and his heart was full of joy and surprise at the same time, there was even a faint trace of timidity.

Everyone on the cliff couldn't help but take several steps backwards, because they clearly saw that a person was walking towards this winding road along this cliff.

It was a twenty-year-old boy, with a delicate appearance, sword eyebrows, a straight nose and a square mouth, short black hair that looked particularly energetic, and a blue shirt, with a majestic and upright posture.

As the young man stepped onto the cliff, everyone present only felt an invisible coercion suddenly pressing on their bodies, causing their heartbeats to accelerate violently, and everyone couldn't help but retreat again and again, their eyes full of unconcealable fear.

The black fat man at the head couldn't help but be very angry when he saw the frightened appearance of the people under him, and coughed vigorously a few times at the moment, and those people hardened their heads and stopped retreating, but the fear in their eyes, no matter how they concealed it, could not be eliminated.

The young man's fierce gaze swept over the twelve people one by one, and anyone who was swept by him felt as if a steel knife had been inserted into his back, and the chill that made them tremble to the bone.

In the end, the young man's gaze stayed on the black fat man's body, and his eyes seemed to erupt two flames, staring at the black fat man.

The black fat man was stared at a little unnaturally by the young man, his face twitched slightly, and there was an inexplicable fear in his heart for no reason.

Forcibly suppressing this strange feeling, the black fat man smiled coldly and said to the young man: "Zhou Tianlong, I admire your courage to be able to come here. But in my opinion, maybe you don't choose to come, that's the best policy!"

That young man is Zhou Tianlong, and these people on the opposite side are all from the Shura League, and the black fat man is the big disciple of the Shura League, the bloody hand madman Liu Huang.

"Hmph!" The corners of Zhou Tianlong's mouth provoked a sneer: "Emperor Liu, you left the symbol of your Shura League on the big tree at the entrance of Bayan Village, and below the sign, the words 'Fallen Leaf Cliff' were written. Isn't that what you're here for?"

Emperor Liu's face suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light: "Don't you know? This will be your burial place, and you dare to come?"

"Who is the burial place, maybe it's anyone!" Zhou Tianlong said lightly: "Of the more than 100 villagers in Bayan Village, none of them survived, Liu Huang, you really deserve the title of 'Bloody Hand Demon'!"

Although Zhou Tianlong said it very plainly, the anger in his heart at this time could not be described in words, and he couldn't wait to rush forward now and tear Liu Huang and the people of the Shura League to pieces.

In the past, he had only heard that the Shura League was ruthless and unscrupulous, but this time he saw it with his own eyes, and finally understood that the rumors were true. For those ordinary people who were powerless, they didn't let go of any of them and killed them all. Zhou Tianlong suddenly remembered Aunt Li, she was still looking forward to the return of her daughter and son-in-law, but once they came back, what they saw would be Aunt Li's cold corpse.

What kind of human tragedy is this, and the creator of these tragedies is the person standing in front of him - Liu Huang, known as the "bloody hand madman". Zhou Tianlong knew that even if his blood was splashed on the spot today, he would kill Emperor Liu, avenge the people of Bayan Village, and eliminate the harm for the Tianyu Empire.

However, Zhou Tianlong knew that he was now a cultivator of the Seventh Heaven of the Martial Realm, while Emperor Liu's cultivation had already reached the Eighth Heaven of the Martial Realm, and it was not so easy for him to kill him.

Zhou Tianlong understands that no matter how angry he is in his heart, he must forcibly suppress it so that he can be as calm as possible. Once the liver fire is moved, it is easy to be distracted when fighting, and when fighting with a person like Liu Huang whose strength is on par with himself, if he is distracted, he will definitely lose.

So although Zhou Tianlong's heart was full of anger at this moment, the tone of his conversation with Liu Huang had always been very flat. Because what he needs to do is not to be angry and reason with Liu Huang, saying that what Liu Huang has done is inhumane, but to kill Liu Huang directly, and there is no need to be angry with Liu Huang at all.

"Hahahaha!" Liu Huang looked up to the sky and laughed: "My 'Bloody Hand Maniac' has killed countless people in my life, and what is it to kill more than 100 villagers! Zhou Tianlong, you shouldn't blame me, you should feel self-blame, because they all died because of you!"

Zhou Tianlong was not annoyed, he just kept a smile on his face and looked at Liu Huang quietly.

"Hmph!" Liu Huang said again: "My second, third, and fourth junior brothers, as well as countless disciples of the Shura League, all died at your hands, and those villagers who were killed paid a terrible price because of what you did!"

Seeing that Zhou Tianlong was still looking at him with a smile on his face, Liu Huang was slightly stunned, not understanding why Zhou Tianlong was not angry. At that moment, he pointed to the edge of the cliff and said again: "Not only those villagers, but also them, will die today! However, I know that these people have a very important position in your heart, and if you kill them in Bayan Village, it will be too cheap for you! I just want them to die in front of you and make you suffer for the rest of your life!"

Zhou Tianlong looked at the edge of the cliff in a flash, and saw that the people hanging from the branches were none other than the people of the Tianyu Sect, of course, there was another person, that is, Yu Yuanfang. Although Yu Yuanfang was a cultivator of the Emperor Martial Realm, it was a pity that the acupoints of his whole body were sealed by Zhou Tianlong and he couldn't move, so he couldn't resist at all, and he was also captured here.

Seeing that Yu Yuanfang was still in the world, Zhou Tianlong also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, after all, if he died, no one would be able to identify Nan Tianyun's crimes thirty years ago. When inspecting the corpses in Bayan Village that day, Zhou Tianlong found that the people of the Tianyu Sect and Yu Yuanfang were gone, and he knew that they must have been captured by the Shura League and used to blackmail him.

Liu Huang had a sinister smile on his face at this moment, and looked at Zhou Tianlong with an arrogant expression, as if Zhou Tianlong's life was already in his hands. But what made Liu Huang a little strange was that Zhou Tianlong's face was extremely flat, and he didn't seem to feel the slightest worry because Yu Feilin and Lu Xiang were in danger.

"I want to see, if these friends all die in front of you, can you still be so calm?" Seeing Zhou Tianlong's bland face, Liu Huang was also annoyed, and glanced at the remaining eleven junior disciples, only to see those people quickly ran to the edge of the stone, squatted down, and put their hands on the stone.

"Zhou Tianlong, you saw it!" Emperor Liu said to Zhou Tianlong again: "As long as I give an order, these junior disciples of mine will immediately move the stones away, and I don't need to say the result, I guess you also know what will happen!"

"Well, they will fall into the abyss and die without a place to bury!" Zhou Tianlong said lightly.

Seeing that Zhou Tianlong was still so calm, Liu Huang became even more angry, and immediately said: "I know that you are very fast, maybe before these junior disciples of mine move the stones, you will rush over and kill them and save the people of your Tianyu Sect! However, no matter how fast you are, you can kill one, two, three or four, but can you still kill eleven people in one go? There will always be some people who will fall into the abyss!"

As soon as he thought of the scene when the people of the Tianyu Sect died in front of Zhou Tianlong, Liu Huang felt that there was a lot of evil in his heart, and then he sneered: "Do you want to save them?"

"Say, what conditions?" Zhou Tianlong said lightly.

"It's very easy to do!" A sinister smile appeared on Liu Huang's face, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes: "You cut off your left arm, and I will release one person; if you cut off your right arm, I will release another one; you cut off your left leg and right leg, gouge out your eyes, cut off your nose and tongue, and every time you do the same, I will release one person!"

"Fuck you! I don't have both arms, how can I cut my legs, how to gouge out my eyes, how to cut my nose and tongue, can I ask you to have some logic? You should gouge out your eyes first, cut your nose and tongue!" To Liu Huang's surprise, instead of getting angry, Zhou Tianlong joked with him.

"You!" Liu Huang was almost mad, and roared loudly: "Are you really not afraid of their death?"

Zhou Tianlong spread his hands, looking indifferent, only so angry that Liu Huang almost collapsed, and his face turned pale.

"Do it!" Liu Huang suddenly shouted.

With Emperor Liu's order, the eleven people quickly lifted the stones, and immediately eleven disciples of the Heavenly Rain Sect fell towards the abyss.

But what shocked Liu Huang was that Zhou Tianlong just stood there quietly, without even moving.