"Stupid!" Meng Shulie said again with disdain.

At this moment, Du Zhiqing had been let go, but Bianliang was surrounded on the edge of the cliff.

And there was the place where the pillars were.

There, a step back is a cliff.

You can't go back, and you can't move forward.

Such a road is not a dead end!

People who put themselves in a dead end are not stupid and whatever!

"Don't think too well." Bian Liang said calmly.

In front of him, the streamer had begun to fly.

But, so what, compared to swordsmanship, Meng Shulie is the real fool and waste!

"Die!" Meng Shulie let out a loud shout and rushed forward with his sword.

"As you wish." Bianliang smiled.

He also swung out a ray of light, far faster and more ruthless than Meng Shulie's.

This is a sword he has been planning for a long time, and he is determined to get it, and Meng Shulie can't avoid it at all.

However, you can't avoid it, but someone is making trouble!

Just when Bianliang's hand stretched out to his trouser leg, Zhan Song was already alert, and there was a sword hidden in his pants, and he had been using it.

So, at the moment when Monshurie took out his sword, he kicked out a kick that happened to be on Monshuriel's body.

Meng Shulie's body immediately tilted, and Bianliang's sword stabbed into the air.

However, Bianliang's swordsmanship is much stronger than Meng Shulie.

He didn't wait for the sword to finish, his wrist flipped, and the sword immediately drew an arc, cutting off Meng Shulie's right hand.

It's done! Bian Liang happily put away his sword and turned around, and with a roundabout kick with his right foot, he was about to kick Meng Shulie's right hand and the sword in his hand down the cliff together.

With one less sword, he was confident that he would be able to retreat with his whole body.

However, his feet were fast, and Zhan Song's sword was not slow, and he stabbed straight from Chao Bianliang's vest.

Did Wei Wei save Zhao? I also have a sword in my hand!

Bian Liang sneered, as early as when he was kicking in the roundhouse, his sword was swung out at the same time, the purpose was to block Zhan Song's stab.

Won, the moment Zhan Song's sword was blocked by him, the smile on his face became even stronger.

But no, his roundhouse kick didn't hit anything.

How can it be! Bian Liang turned around in disbelief, only to see Meng Shulie's left hand grabbing his right hand!

At the moment when his right hand fell, the fastest was not Bianliang's foot, nor Zhan Song's sword, but his left hand!

Before his right hand hit the ground, he was already copied in his hand, and how did Bianliang kick it.

"It's so difficult!" Bianliang retreated and pointed at Zhan Song.

Although the blow just now was not perfect, it was not bad.

Meng Shulie's swordsmanship was already poor, and now he has broken his right arm, which is basically useless.

As if forced by his momentum, Zhan Song retreated with a serious face.

Not only Zhan Song, but also Meng Shulie.

"It's long overdue." Bian Liang said with a smile.

He's not getting carried away.

With the streamer sword in his hand, even if Meng Shulie was not injured, it would not stop him from escaping.

What's more, Meng Shulie was also seriously injured, and he expected to retreat at this moment.

However, there are some things that he can't think of after all, and he won't think about it.

"Fist Siege!" Meng Shulie and Zhan Song gave the order at the same time.

Countless figures rushed towards Bianliang at the same time.

But in front of Bianliang, what is the difference between these people and sending them to death.

What's more, he still has a streamer sword in his hand.

However, Bianliang soon knew what they were trying to do.

It's to die!

It was not only their own life that was sent, but also his life.

When a streamer pierced a saint's back and pierced his shoulder, Bianliang understood.

It was a conspiracy, and this conspiracy he simply could not ... Crack!

Countless saints not only blocked his sight, but also Meng Shulie and Zhan Song's view.

He didn't know at all that those two streamer swords would stab from that angle.

And he can only be stabbed!

Unless he can kill all these people who died first!

But hundreds of people, how long will it take to kill!

Moreover, every time he kills several people, he will be hit by a sword.

Fortunately, Zhan Song and Meng Shulie couldn't see him, so they could only rely on luck.

Therefore, Bianliang is still alive after more than a dozen swords in his body.

However, a dozen swords can live, what about a hundred swords?

He knew that if he wanted to kill all these saints, he would have to suffer at least a hundred swords.

If you don't hit the vital point, you won't be able to survive.

This time, in the midst of the blood flowers flying in the sky, he knew that no miracle would happen again.

This time, he was really dead.

In that case, why kill a few more innocent people.

He lowered his hand and took a step back with his right foot.

There was no way back behind him, and this step was beyond the cliff.

Beneath the cliffs is the raging sea.

Since there is no life on the cliffs, try your luck at sea!

At worst, it's just a dead word!

Thinking so, Bianliang raised his left hand and waved it to the west.

He was saying goodbye to his friends.

However, just as his body slowly fell, he saw the fear on the faces of the saints.

Those saints who had just been desperate to send them to death retreated one after another, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

Is it scarier than death?

Bianliang turned his head, only glanced at it, and immediately fainted.

It's really scarier than death!

Because there was a man, stretched out from the sea with a blank face, and at this moment he was on the edge of the cliff.

He doesn't have torches, but his people are brighter than torches!

Meng Shulie and Zhan Song's faces were also full of fear, and the two of them sat on the ground together, constantly retreating.

What kind of person could make these two people with streamer swords scared like this!

They are people who are not even afraid of Li Changsheng!

However, in the legends of this world, Li Changsheng is not the most powerful one.

The most powerful one, naturally: the moon rises from the sea, and the moon is an immortal.

This person who rose from the sea and shone all over his body was Jiang Mingyue.

The portrait of Jiang Mingyue does not only exist in the Jiang Temple, but also in all the Drunken Immortal Towers.

Jiang Mingyue's appearance, no one in the world knows, no one knows.

But this is such a person, who died thousands of years ago, the only immortal in the world, suddenly rose from the sea.

And who is not afraid!

Bian Liang was also afraid, if it wasn't for excessive blood loss, he wouldn't have fainted.

If he doesn't faint, he'll die!

The immortals shoot, there is no way to live!

Above the Holy Stop, there are all corpses!

。。。。。。

When Bianliang woke up, he was lying in a hole.

This hole is very strange, he can clearly see the waves outside, but his feet can't stick out, because in front of him, there is a smooth jade, and it is through this jade that he can clearly see seabirds flying on the waves.

"Big brother, you're awake." There was a voice coming, so kind, and a little familiar.

Bian Liang turned his head and was stunned for a moment, "Little beggar, why are you?" ”

The person in front of him was the little beggar he met in Luoyang.

But at this moment, his face is not dusted, and he looks much cleaner than at the beginning.

His eyes, in particular, were as pure as seawater.

"It's me, big brother, you have a lot of blood, are there a lot of bad people out there?" The little beggar looked sideways at Bianliang, he still had some mud on his hands, and he didn't know where he had dug it up.

Bian Liang looked at his body, the wounds were covered with mud, and he immediately understood that the little beggar had saved him.

"Thank you." Bian Liang sat up hard, "Why did you get here, I thought... ”

After seeing the crooked nose's corpse, he thought the little beggar was also dead.

The little beggar listened to him, and his eyes turned red.

He said, "I followed the boss back to Tongguan, and the next day, I heard that someone had been killed, and the boss told me that it was the man named Ma Baimian who brought the person." ”

Ma Baimian? Bianliang remembered that he was Li Xiaofang's groom, and he had been humiliated by beggars in Luoyang.

That guy shouldn't have saved him if he knew he wouldn't have been.

The little beggar continued, "The boss led us to Xinye, but they caught up with me, and in order to keep me alive, the boss took me to the bushes and protected me with his body. ”

Speaking of this, the little beggar choked up, "When the blood flowed from the boss's chest, I wanted to scream, but the boss wouldn't let me scream, he covered my mouth with his hand, and covered it tightly... ”

Bianliang's eyes were also red, he had seen the death of the crooked nose, hunched over, lying in the bushes, at first he thought that the crooked nose was arched by the pain, but he didn't expect that it was to save the little beggar.

Bian Liang shook his head, if it weren't for the little beggar saying it himself, he couldn't have imagined that the person who looked a bit of a philistine and bullied the little beggar at every turn would be such a person!

"Wait until I'm ready, avenge your boss!" A crooked nose is a good person, so Ma Baimian is quite hateful.

Such a person should be killed!

The little beggar shook his head, "Don't take revenge." ”

"Why?" Bianliang asked, his heart full of curiosity.

The little beggar wiped away his tears, and he smiled and said, "I have more important things to do than revenge!" As he spoke, his eyes lit up, brighter than pearls, "I want to practice the art of stabbing fish, and when I finish practicing, I will stop all beggars from starving." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Bianliang and said seriously, "Big brother, do you say it's good!" ”

At that moment, Bian Liang felt that not only the little beggar's eyes had a glow, but also his entire face and whole body.

This kind of light is not something that the Caiyun Fairy can create with small means.

This is the light of morality, not beauty or ugliness.

"Good!" Bianliang nodded, no one would refuse the little beggar's dream.

Although this dream cannot be fulfilled for the little beggar in a lifetime, his beautiful wish deeply moved Bianliang.

"You see, I've stabbed a lot of fish." The little beggar suddenly pointed behind him, there was a bunch of sea fish, some big and some small, the big ones were no less than 100 catties, and he continued, "After leaving Tongguan, I came to the seaside, because everyone said that the fish on the beach are not only big, but also numerous. ”

"Later, I found this hole, big brother, this hole is interesting, you can see the outside from the inside, but you can't see the inside from the outside!" Speaking of the cave, the little beggar said excitedly, picked up Bianliang and walked out of the cave.

Bianliang couldn't bear to distract him, his mouth "hissed", endured the severe pain, and followed the little beggar.

This time, he immediately understood.

It's a zigzag hole, because there are jade stones at the two corners, like two mirrors, so that the person hiding in the innermost part can see the scenery outside, but when you look at it from the outside, you can't see anything.