Fighter of the Destiny

Su Li's hand held the handle of the umbrella and made no other movements, but the sword intent had already invaded dozens of miles away.

There was no sword light or sword wind. Thin flakes of snow fell slowly, but countless shrill sounds appeared around the snowfield. Rub rub rub rub! That was the sound of the sword cutting through the space, the sound of the sword cutting through the armor, and the sound of the sword cutting through the powerful body of the demon general.

Countless fine white sword marks appeared around the black shadows of more than a dozen mountain-like demon generals. The cold wind suddenly shattered, the heavy armor suddenly split, and blood suddenly appeared. Some of the mountain-like black shadows fell to the snowy field with a muffled groan. , some mountains of black shadows retreated in response to the roar, but not a single demon general could stand still!

Su Li looked at the snowy hills more than ten miles away, and at the black robe sitting cross-legged.

The square plate in front of the black robe has turned into a piece of scrap metal, with dense depressions everywhere on it, where can everything in Zhou Garden be projected as before. It was precisely because the square plate was destroyed that the horrific explosion occurred earlier. Even a peerless expert at his level could not bear minor injuries. His clothes were in tatters and he looked a little embarrassed.

The square plate in Zhouyuan was destroyed inexplicably, which hurt him. He felt that the situation in Zhouyuan had been broken, which made him very hurt. But what made him feel most vigilant and uneasy was the umbrella Su Li was holding now. After arranging it for a long time, the demons sent out countless masters to kill them, and it seemed that something was going to go wrong.

If Su Li wants to break through the siege set by the demons, he needs to make a breakthrough in the way of swordsmanship. However, as he once said, a strong swordsman like Su Li, even if it is a big battle between life and death. Fear cannot help him break through the obstacle that he has not broken through for hundreds of years, unless he gets the sword.

Now, here comes the sword.

How can this be? The black robe looked at the young man behind Su Li, thinking silently, it turns out that all the variables lie in this.

He knows the yellow paper umbrella and its origin. He knows Chen Changsheng and his origin. He is the best demon strategist in the mainland. With just the slightest movement of his mind, he can bring Zhou Yuanli and his family to justice. The story that happened before and after Zhou Yuan has been deduced clearly, without missing a beat.

However, no matter how clear the calculation was, it could not change what had happened, nor could it make the yellow paper umbrella leave Su Li's side.

The man in black robe stood up, his slightly blue hands stretched out from his sleeves, as if he wanted to scratch all the cold wind on the snowy field.

Su Li looked at him quietly.

The two are more than ten miles apart.

Su Li held the handle of the umbrella and exerted slight pressure on his fingers.

Only a clear sound was heard.

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

It turns out that this is the true identity of the yellow paper umbrella.

The sword has been hidden in the yellow paper umbrella.

The sword is not fully drawn.

Only half of the sword appeared between heaven and earth.

The wind and snow were blowing quickly on the snowfield, and the thin snowflakes turned into countless invisible swords, whizzing and sweeping away, and in an instant they reached the snowy hills more than ten miles away.

The black robe lowered his head, clasped his hands, and covered his face with slightly green hands, as if saluting. Together with the black robe hanging down to the snow, everything was covered up, and a pair of extremely cold The breath of the sword greets those snow flakes like swords.

Tsk tsk tsk! Countless cracking sounds resounded on 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. It was as light as the person. Accompanied by the wind, snow and sword light, it flew backwards and disappeared into nothingness.

The light of the sword gradually faded, the sound of the sword gradually became quieter, and the wind and snow gradually subsided.

A black piece of cloth slowly fell on the snowy field, and at the same time, there was a bright red blood.

More than ten miles away, Su Li wounded Hei Pao with a single strike of his sword. Although the black robe was seriously injured due to the destruction of Fang Pan and was not as strong as when he was at his strongest, please don't forget that the sword in Su Li's hand was not completely unsheathed, and half of it was hidden in the yellow paper umbrella. So, , what kind of sword is this?

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Su Li ignored the retreating black robe and looked at the looming outline of the devil city deep in the snowfield, and at the shadow in the sky that contained endless pressure and terrifying will. The expression on his face became more and more solemn. His eyes became more and more fanatical, and he shouted: "Let's fight!"

Accompanied by this shout, which sounded like the sound of a sword, a real sword sound resounded across the snowy field.

Su Li's right hand held the handle of the umbrella and drew it out, the sword body with cold light appearing on the snowy field.

After hundreds of years, the famous sword that covers the sky finally saw the light of day again. The first opponent it met was the Demon Lord.

Such a return is so domineering and arrogant!

The name of the sword covers the sky. No matter how vast the sky is, as long as the sword is placed across the eyes, it can be invisible.

No matter how terrifying the shadow in the sky is, it can be gone without even thinking about it.

Su Li held the yellow paper umbrella in his left hand and casually held the Sky Covering Sword in his right hand. Looking at the shadow in the sky, he had an aura that screamed at the sky and the earth.

Such a character is so powerful and heroic!

Looking at Su Li's back, Chen Chang was speechless.

He knew that he was about to see with his own eyes the highest level of battle in the continent in hundreds of years. Either he will die soon and die in the aura of this battle, or the two sides participating in this battle will not notice his death at all, but he does not feel cold, and even feels a little hot.

This heat comes from the heart, from the blood.

There are always passionate moments in life.

Even if he was inexplicably involved in this battle between gods just after leaving Zhou Garden and died suddenly, he didn't care. The trip to Zhouyuan was indeed a worthwhile trip. Being able to see such a heroic figure with your own eyes, and being able to see such a peerless sword regain its edge, what does life and death mean?

Chen Changsheng had already vaguely guessed who this amazing human being standing in front of him was.

His hand grasped the hilt of the sword, and several powerful demon generals fell.

He pulled out half of the sword, and the black robe was seriously injured and floated away.

Now, his sword has been completely unsheathed, and his man has also been completely unsheathed, unleashing his edge towards the wind, snow and the shadow in the sky.

What kind of power will this third sword have? Can he cut through the sky and cut the shadow directly under his sword?

In just an instant, Chen Changsheng thought about many things. He felt that his spiritual world had been meticulously cleansed by the sword intent that enveloped the entire snowfield. He had gained unprecedented courage and fighting spirit. If he could survive, I believe these gains will definitely make him stronger.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly reached his ears.

"Hold the umbrella."

Chen Changsheng looked at the back of the middle-aged man and knew that the voice should come from him, but he didn't understand what it meant and was a little at a loss.

"Hurry up and hold it, or I will escape first!"

Su Li looked at the shadow in the sky with a determined expression and extraordinary momentum.

Who would have thought that he was whispering such unimpressive words to Chen Changsheng at the same time.

Chen Changsheng was stunned, not knowing what was going on, and said: "Senior..."

Su Li did not turn around, holding his sword and looking at the sky, feeling very calm.

But his voice was so urgent, he looked very anxious.

Moreover, in order to prevent the demons from finding out, he kept his thin lips motionless, and his words sounded like he was gritting his teeth.

"For someone your size, why don't you, you pighead, come closer! Reach out and grab me!"

Chen Changsheng was really stunned and even began to doubt his life.

Senior... aren't you the legendary strong man? Isn't it possible to traverse the continent with just one sword? Aren't you going to fight that shadow? Don’t you want the other party to fight? It turns out... you never thought about fighting from the beginning, but only thought about escaping? Are you...all your heroic spirit at this moment just an act?

Isn't this... a fake fight?

Chen Changsheng couldn't describe his mood at this time.

This senior appears to be very ambitious and generous, but who would have thought that he would be so...

He couldn't find the right words. He wanted to say it was cheap, but also felt a little disrespectful.

An idol that had only been established in his heart for a few breaths suddenly collapsed.

But he didn't have any choice. This senior wanted to run away. Did he still want to stay and fight that terrifying shadow?

Chen Changsheng's eyes fell on the yellow paper umbrella, and he reached out to hold it in a daze.

Su Li looked at the shadows in the sky with an indifferent expression, showing the demeanor of a master. Only Chen Changsheng could hear the voice coming out of his teeth: "Hold on tight, you pig head, or you'll fall off halfway. I won’t stop and pick you.”

Chen Changsheng obediently held the front end of the yellow paper umbrella tightly and added an extra hand.

Clear and arrogant laughter suddenly sounded, echoing in the snowy field.

Su Li looked at the demon army in the wind and snow, looked at the shadow, was silent for a moment, and shouted loudly: "Look at the sword!"

This is the first real sword struck by the Heaven Covering Sword after it reappeared in the world.

It was also the most powerful sword when he was surrounded by demons for days and nights.

In the wind and snow, the mountain-like figures of those demon generals became extremely solemn, and the tens of thousands of demon troops further away were even more silent.

Even the shadow that came from Xue Lao City and covered half of the sky became much more solemn.

This sword will definitely condense Su Li's lifelong cultivation.

Even the Demon King is afraid.

The strong wind suddenly shattered the flying snow, and the sword intent covering the snowy field suddenly compressed, turning into a sword force with unimaginable power, slashing towards the sky and the earth.

Su Li drew his sword.

He slashed towards the sky with his sword.

However, it is not the shadow in the sky, but the half of the sky opposite to the shadow.

Southern sky.

Only a soft sneer was heard.

Thousands of vitality locks arranged by the demons in the snowy sky were all shattered by the sword intent.

In the suddenly violent wind and snow, a very clear sword path appeared, leading outside the snowfield.

Su Li turned into a stream of light at an unimaginable speed and swept into the sword path.

He held a yellow paper umbrella in his left hand, with Chen Changsheng hanging on the end of the umbrella. Chen Changsheng's body was already floating.

Amidst the whistling sound, Su Li and Chen Changsheng turned into black spots and drifted away.

The next moment, the sword path disappeared and the two of them disappeared.

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(I have also been thinking about what words to use to describe Su Li. After he appeared for the first time and shouted, come and save me, the tone was set. He was indeed cheap. He was originally the supreme sword in the world of Zetianji. I It’s not Chen Changsheng, and there is no need to respect the elderly. I just feel that one word of cheapness is not enough to describe him, so I want him to be a cheap man thousands of miles away... The next chapter will be before nine o'clock.)