Seeing Bianliang detour from the side, Zhan Song immediately said, "You are left and I am right." ”

The two streamers are together, and although they are powerful, they are easy to break through.

Separated? There was a sneer on the corner of Bianliang's mouth.

The combination of the two swords just now made him suffer a lot, and his shoulders were still hotly painful, but if it was one-on-one, he was sure to kill either one.

However, persimmons should be picked soft pinch.

His steps in front suddenly bolded, his feet kicked, and the whole person turned over like a dove and crashed towards Monshulie.

His arms spread out in the air, like seaweed in the waves, dancing in the air, it was the seaweed fist that went with the flow.

Meng Shulie's swordsmanship, except for his strength and speed, really has nothing to offer.

Not to mention that he would writhe his body in the air, even if he just flew like a bird, Monshulie would not be able to stab him.

Bianliang took a fancy to this point and made this move.

As soon as he gets close, he will immediately use the method of pit killing to kill Monshille.

However, he calculated Meng Shulie's strength, but he didn't calculate his personality.

At this critical moment, Meng Shulie grabbed a personal guard and threw it at him.

Bang, Bianliang's fist collided with the guard, and the person was killed instantly.

But his body was hit by this and immediately fell from the sky.

To be bad! Before Bianliang landed, he thought of Zhan Song's sword.

Sure enough, behind him, a light brighter than a meteor flashed.

Is that? Streamer Stabb! Zhan Song actually knows the sword of "Light"!

Bianliang didn't have time to think about it, and rolled forward one after another.

He knew the power of the streamer's stabbing that it could stab seven times in a row at the moment when the frog stuck out its tongue, and the speed was incredible.

"Puff" is the sound of a sword piercing flesh.

Although Bianliang reacted quickly, he was still hit by two swords in his back after all.

Blood immediately soaked his clothes, and the pain was so painful that he could barely stand up.

However, before he could catch his breath, Monshille's sword stabbed again.

Bianliang had to roll over to dodge.

However, he could dodge Meng Shulie's sword, but he couldn't dodge Meng Shulie's fist.

"Bang", another loud bang, and his people were once again blasted to the side of the column.

Holy stop, is this the place where he rested his mortuary?

Knowing this, I really should have spent a few more days with Xue Mulan, instead of wasting five days in Beihai.

Although the five days of preparation made him very familiar with every corner of the Holy Stop, at night, he had to face two streamer swords, and he was really at the end of his rope.

However, he was unwilling to die like this!

Bianliang slowly stood up with his support for the column.

In front of him was a web woven by two streamer swords, leaving him with nowhere to escape.

He has been driven to a dead end.

Either jump into the sea or die by the sword.

"One arm for one life, take your life!" Zhan Song shouted, jumped up, and kept spinning in the air.

The sword light kept slashing out as he swirled.

Streamer slash!

"Let's go down!" Meng Shulie still has a sword in his right hand and a fist in his left hand, enveloping all the places in front of Bianliang.

As he shouted, if he didn't want to die by the sword, he could only retreat, and to retreat was to jump into the sea.

"No!" Bian Liang shouted loudly, he was unwilling!

Xue Mulan is still waiting for him to go back!

Thinking of Xue Mulan, he suddenly thought of the "Light" sword, which she taught him.

And how can you forget.

"Ahh He screamed wildly, suddenly pulled up the pillar, used the pillar as a flying sword, and smashed it at Meng Shulie.

He's going to smash the net open a gap, a gap to escape.

"Bang", the column was kicked off.

Meng Shulie is a saint, except for the streamer sword, every part of his body is a deadly weapon.

The fists are, and so are the feet.

Are you really going to die? Bian Liang looked up at the light net cut by Zhan Song, he couldn't dodge.

That was the end of it, he sighed deeply and clenched his hands into fists.

Even if you die, before you die, you have to drag your back.

He turned sideways, dodging Monshille's stabbing sword, and slammed his fists out.

But Meng Shulie's sword was not pierced, and he understood the truth of the trapped beast, not to mention Bianliang, the most terrible trapped beast in the world.

He wouldn't be stupid enough to risk his life to block Bianliang's way, he just used his sword to gently seal Bianliang's position, so that he couldn't escape from Zhan Song's sword, and then immediately retreated.

Under the net, no one can escape, and neither can Bianliang.

He only looked up to the sky unwillingly and howled, telling his sorrow like the world.

The terrible howling sound made the people of the entire cliff unbearable, and Zhan Song also seemed to be moved by compassion, and the sword net suddenly disappeared in midair.

But how could Zhan Song be soft-hearted, he would only have heartache!

His heart ached, not because Du Zhiqing hit him in the chest like a boulder, but because he missed a good opportunity.

He has encountered such an opportunity twice in his life.

In Gangneung, he used the lives of more than a dozen of his subordinates to create an opportunity to make a move.

However, when Li Changsheng was desperate, it was too terrifying!

It was so terrifying that he obviously stabbed Li Changsheng in the head with a sword, but he still defused it with a punch.

And this time the opportunity is better than the last time, Bianliang has even given up struggling.

And Du Zhiqing, the person who was tied under the pillar by him, was pulled by the pillar and hit him in the chest because of Meng Shulie's kick.

What an idiot! Zhan Song scolded angrily in his heart.

But he didn't have time to complain more, because he knew that this defeat would definitely give Bianliang a chance to escape.

"Into the woods, quick!" He shouted.

Sure enough, Bianliang had already run towards the woods the moment the streamer sword disappeared.

He has been making such preparations, but there is no chance, once the opportunity comes, how can he let it go!

What's more, Meng Shulie's retreat just now gave him more space,

He lunged to the side, and with a few ups and downs, he left Montshuret behind.

However, that damn Zhan Song was still running side by side with him, and the distance between the two was less than two feet.

Although Bianliang's strength is higher than that of Zhan Song, in terms of light skills, the two are comparable.

Not only that, but Meng Shulie's men were not much slower than him.

But these people, for Bianliang, are not a problem, because they can't stop themselves from running into the woods.

The problem is that Zhan Song's subordinates have been staying at the edge of the woods, and a few of them have already rushed towards him.

Damn it! Bian Liang shouted in his heart.

Now is the time when every second counts, and he really can't afford to waste time on these guys.

Even if it's just a pause, it will give Zhan Song a chance to make a sword.

Zhan Song's sword, once unfolded, he had to do his best to deal with it.

In that case, he wouldn't be able to run into the woods.

However, under such encirclement and interception, what can be done to get rid of it!

No way? No, there is a way!

Stopping and changing direction, Bianliang thought of football, and these two words came to mind in his memory.

In football, don't the masters use these two tricks?

He's not a kicker, but he doesn't need to dribble the ball either.

Yes, passing people, as long as you pass the person in front of you, isn't it very simple to run into the woods?

He thinks well, he does better.

An emergency stop deceived the sword stabbed by Zhan Song, and another change of direction, easily passing through the gap between the two.

He succeeded in passing one person.

Refreshing! Bianliang shouted in his heart, the woods were in front of him.

And the people who stopped in front seemed to be frightened by him, and they retreated one by one.

No matter how many such people there are, how can they stop themselves.

The woods were right in front of him, and once he was in the woods, even if these pursuers could fly like falcons, what could they do!

Under the obstruction of the trees, the streamer sword simply cannot exert the fastest speed, and without speed, there is no threat.

Without the streamer sword, how did these people hurt themselves.

Refreshing! This time Bianliang wanted to shout out.

But before he could shout, dozens of giant trees suddenly appeared in front of him.

The group of people who seemed to be frightened by him were actually pulling up trees.

And these trees, when he was about to enter the forest, smashed in front of him first.

Click, click! The trees hit him and all broke off.

However, his advancing figure was eventually blocked.

Falling short! Bianliang sighed secretly, immediately changed direction, and looked for another opportunity.

He knew that it was impossible to break out again.

Sure enough, the Streamer Sword rolled in front of him like a match.

Stupidity! Bian Liang laughed secretly in his heart, the same mistake, made twice in a row, it is not stupid or anything.

Zhan Song also knew that it was stupid to do this, but what could he do, if he didn't make a sword, what should he do if Bianliang broke through!

Stopping and changing direction is a breakthrough weapon that cannot be prevented.

Throughout the ages, how many people have been helpless against these two tricks.

Don't say twice, even if it's two hundred times, it may not be able to prevent it, unless the person who breaks through makes a mistake himself.

At this moment when his life is hanging by a thread, how could Bianliang make a mistake!

He can't make mistakes, but someone does.

For his change of direction, Monshulie did not use his sword, but punched.

The fists went down, like Bianliang, and instantly smashed a pit.

The pit was not big, but it was big enough to trap the foot of the Bianliang landing.

That's enough!

Bianliang never dreamed that the pit he used to kill people was actually learned by Meng Shulie and he was also pitted by himself.

Finished! Bianliang's heart, like his feet, sank deeply.

All along, he has been trying hard not to let the two streamer swords converge.

Because the first time these two swords joined forces, it almost killed him.

And now, he is in the pit, and the double swords are outside the pit, how can he get rid of the fate of being pitted!

However, no matter how desperate you are, you have to work hard.

Only hard work can bring hope and change destiny.

Thundered! Bianliang's fists also smashed into the pit.

He's going to make the pit deeper, so he has more room to hide.

However, he didn't expect that the flying gravel would be disturbed by light and shadow in an instant.

Streamer Broken Moon! Bianliang was horrified.

That was the last move of the Light sword, and it was also one that he had not been able to fully master so far.

Zhan Song's hand speed was extremely fast, or stab, or split, or chop, and the streamer sword was like a light prison under his swing, locking towards Bianliang.

How can a prison woven of light be broken?

Once locked in such light, there is no hope.

Since it can't be broken and can't be locked, you can only hide.

Although the light prison is large, there are still gaps.

It's just that gap, how could Meng Shulie not know, and since he knew, how could he not use the streamer sword to fill it.

Behind him is a dying-inducing prison of light.

In front of him, there is a deadly streamer.