Chapter 352 The Little Uncle Lishan Who Leaves People Speechless

The wind and snow gradually eased, and the snowfield became quiet. However, not long after, the ground began to shake, the snow gradually loosened, and countless demonic armies galloped past, chasing towards the south. The shadow in the sky slowly took back Xue Lao City. The black robe returned to the field at some point, and several demon generals stood behind him silently. The place was quiet again, and there was no sound for a long time. These big figures from the demon clan seemed not to know what to say at this time. Who would have thought that the strongest man in the southern continent could be such a person.

"It's really troublesome to be a truly strong man and suddenly become shameless."

The voice in the black robe was still emotionless. Occasionally, a cold wind passed by, lifting a corner of the hood, revealing a slightly green lower jaw. The demon generals were convinced that someone as powerful as Su Li would use such an inferior deception at such a time, which was beyond their expectations. Is this probably the reason why the humblest person is invincible?

The black robe looked at the footprints left by Su Li on the snow. He was quiet for a long time and continued to say indifferently: "His injuries are already very serious. Although he successfully hid it from His Majesty's eyes, the sword must have been exhausted in the end. There’s no reason why he can continue to hold on to his hard work.”

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A sword cannot really reach thousands of miles, but it can cut a sword path hundreds of miles away among the many formations built by the powerful demons. You can also imagine how powerful this sword is, just like Heipao asserted that even if he was as strong as Su Li holding the sword, he would still have to pay a considerable price.

There is a snowy ridge six hundred miles southwest of Xue Lao City. The cold climate has not frozen all the scenery. White steam is rising everywhere in the ridge. It turns out that there are many hot springs in the mountains. Suddenly, there is a heavy wind and snow next to a hot spring. With the snow flakes 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 gently dusted the snowflakes flying in front of him with his right hand. His demeanor looked extremely calm and casual. In comparison, Chen Changsheng looked much embarrassed. He was still holding the front part of the yellow paper umbrella tightly with his hand, sitting in the snow like a little beggar begging for food.

"The demons obviously have good intelligence and intelligence, but I don't know why, they always behave stupidly. Those demon generals must be leading people to chase due south." Su Li looked back at the road he came from, like a sword. His sharp eyes penetrated the layers of wind and snow, and he didn't know where he landed. The corners of his lips were slightly raised with a mocking look.

He did not say these words to Chen Changsheng, but to himself, or to comfort himself. But Chen Changsheng didn't know that. He climbed up from the snow with some difficulty and said, "Senior, this is still a demonic realm after all. You should leave as soon as possible."

Su Li seemed to have just discovered the young man's existence at this time. He glanced at him, did not speak, and did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he walked into the hot spring next to him.

Chen Changsheng let go of the yellow paper umbrella and looked at him walking into the hot spring, wondering 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 cut through the space. Some of the sounds were very loud, like the thunderous roar of a hammer falling on a rock. Some of the sounds were very... It was dull, as if someone was talking deep in the pool thousands of feet deep.

As these voices sounded, countless powerful auras flowed out of Su Li's body. It was the sword intention of the Demon General's iron sword, the wind and thunder intention of the iron rod, the serene intention of the black robe, and the atmosphere around the hot spring. The rocks, crisped by the cold, then cracked.

The sound of swords and thunder is everywhere in the snowy ridge! Even the steaming hot spring water surface had numerous cracks, and it was not until a long time ago that it became calm again. Su Li stood in the knee-deep hot spring water, his gown was completely torn, there were countless tears on his body, and blood was dripping continuously.

So close to Xue Lao City, he was besieged by an army of tens of thousands of demons and killed by more than a dozen demon generals. The demon strategist in black robes was watching quietly, and the demon king's will turned into a shadow to cover the sky. This was the most massive killing spree in hundreds of years, and Su Li persisted for several days and nights.

There were no tears in his clothes, not even a single snowflake. He didn't look injured at all, but in fact, he had been seriously injured. The demon general he killed and the black-robed man he fought against , and even the Demon Lord's will left many terrible injuries and killing intent in his body.

It's just that those injuries and murderous intentions were forcibly suppressed by his strong will and superb state. It wasn't until he got the yellow paper umbrella, pulled out the Sky Covering Sword, cut a path in the snowy sky, and arrived hundreds of miles away that he confirmed that there was no problem with the temporary safety and was unwilling to continue to consume the true energy to suppress it.

As a result, all those injuries and killing intent broke out in an instant.

Most of the killing intent was forcibly given to this snowy ridge by him, letting the world bear it on his behalf, but the injuries still remained in his body.

His face was as white as snow and his expression was tired. Only the loose aura between his eyebrows and eyes remained the same.

Listening to the sound of swords roaring and thundering in the snowy ridge, feeling the terrifying and cold murderous overflow, looking at Su Li covered in blood and the hot spring water that was gradually dyed red, Chen Changsheng turned pale in shock and asked with a trembling voice. Said: "Senior...are you okay?"

Su Li did not answer his question, but asked: "Is there anything wrong with the Lishan disciples in Zhou Garden?"

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Su Li was silent, looking at the gray sun in the distance over the snowy ridge, wondering what he was thinking.

Chen Changsheng was very worried and asked repeatedly: "Senior, are you okay?"

Su Li turned around and looked at him and said, "Do you know who I am?"

Chen Changsheng thought he had guessed the identity of this senior before, but then the senior's behavior was really different from what was rumored. At that moment, he began to doubt his life, and naturally he also began to wonder if he had guessed wrong. , and asked hesitantly: "Senior, please give me your name?"

Su Li said: "I am Su Li."

Chen Changsheng was shocked. He didn't expect that he guessed it right. He didn't expect that he really guessed it right.

Because he didn't expect that the legendary uncle of Master Li Shan was actually such a person.

"Then?" he asked.

Su Li was a little unhappy and scolded: "This order is wrong, try 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 master uncle Su Li."

Su Li asked again: "In the rumors, what kind of person am I?"

Chen Changsheng didn't know why this senior, who was covered in blood and looked exhausted, was asking these questions. After thinking about it, he answered seriously: "You are an unparalleled swordsman genius. Your level of cultivation has long been superb. You can be called a legendary person."

Such comments could easily be considered flattering if spoken face to face, but Chen Changsheng said it very seriously, because he was telling the truth, so when these words came out of his mouth, they seemed particularly sincere and credible, which made Su Li was very satisfied.

He looked at Chen Changsheng and said happily: "Although your junior is terrible in strength, you still have some knowledge."

Chen Changsheng really didn't know what to say at this time. Seeing more and more blood flowing from his body, he couldn't help but ask again: "Senior, are you really okay?"

Su Li smiled and said, "You just said that I am an unparalleled swordsman genius, and my cultivation level has already reached such a level that I can be called a legend."

Chen Changsheng thought to himself that if he could write down what he said verbatim, it would be no big deal.

"So, how can something happen to someone like me?"

Then, Su Li said happily.

Then, like a severed stone 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 the senior had passed out. He quickly jumped into the hot spring, picked him up, and placed him on the ground beside the hot spring.

Almost as soon as his body hit the ground, Su Li started snoring. He was really too tired to hold on until now.

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 ranked in the world and does not have the honorific title of saint, he is the idol of the young practitioners. Even a narcissistic and proud person like Tang Sanliu has no objection. . Because compared with the holy and solemn saints such as the Holy Queen and His Majesty the Pope, compared with the rule-abiding people such as Old Man Tianji and Drinking Alone under the Moon, Lishan's little uncle traveled around the world and sang swordsmanship everywhere, and he represented the most important thing among young people. Yearn for freedom and do whatever you want.

However... it turns out that Li Shan's junior uncle is actually such a person.

Chen Changsheng couldn't remember the first time he had such emotion.

He felt that the shock this senior brought to him was even greater than the Sword Pond and the Heavenly Book Monument in Zhou Garden.

Seeing Su Li's nonchalant expression even as he slept, and listening to his thunderous snoring, he suddenly felt a bit like Tang Sanliu.

Then, he remembered that Tang Sanliu once commented that he and Xu Yourong were both speechless guys.

This young master from Lishan is the one who really leaves people speechless, right?

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(See you tomorrow.)