At this moment, Su He saw the opportunity and immediately fired three gold coin darts to hit Ren Bu'er's head, chest and abdomen. At this time, Ren Bu'er had no leverage in the air, and it would be difficult for him to dodge the hidden weapon even if he had wings. Moreover, Ren Bu'er's backward jump was very strong. At this height and speed, even if there was no hidden weapon attack, Ren Bu'er would definitely fall off the cliff and have no chance of survival. This scene was in Su He's eyes, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise. Who knew that at this moment, Ren Bu'er's body turned again, not only dodged the gold coin darts with extraordinary momentum, but also stood on the edge of the cliff. Everyone saw the opportunity and rushed over, trying to force him into the cliff. Ren Bu'er also knew the danger, and stepped forward, holding the wooden sword horizontally, and the sword energy was crisscrossed. He repelled the attack with just a few moves, but no matter how Ren Bu'er found an opportunity, he would be rescued by the crowd, and even forced himself into a dead end. In this way, there was really no other way except to wait for reinforcements. Knowing that there was no way out, Ren Bu'er felt more relaxed in his heart, and he was already smiling during the fight. "I didn't expect you to still be able to laugh now. You must have accomplished something. At first, I thought your wooden sword was extraordinary because it was not damaged when it came into contact with the blade. Now I know that it is not the wooden sword that is extraordinary, but your swordsmanship is superb. Although there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this huge country, if there is no news about your martial arts, wouldn't this world be a joke?" Although Su He was flattering Ren Bu Zai, he was worried that Ren Bu Zai might be throwing stones for others. It has been an hour since then. If so, the upright people would probably attack soon, but fortunately, most of the iron stones have been moved away. Although Su He was worried, he was quite interested in the person in front of him. Hearing Su He's flattery, Ren Zai Bu grinned and said, "If you can't flatter me, don't flatter me, or you'll hit the horse's leg and get hit by a hoof." Although it was a sarcastic remark, Su He couldn't help but smile and sighed, "This man is so powerful. If he can be used by my brother, his martial arts will not be in vain." So he called him, "If you join my Fanjiang Village, not only will you avoid death today, but you will also have a chance to make great achievements in the future. I just saw that you were merciful in your previous moves, only hurting the skin and bones, not taking lives. That's why I made this suggestion." "You deliberately spoke to me with bad intentions, and you moved my true energy, so I can't last long. If I surrender now, I will be dead here immediately." After saying that, Ren Zai Bu laughed, and the sword's momentum swung, causing the formation to stagnate. When the sawtooth formation pounced again, Ren Zai Bu's sword momentum weakened by half. "No!"... Ren Zai Bu didn't answer, and Su He understood in his heart. I think we can't keep this man anymore. The sun was yellow and soon it was close to the west mountain, but the wind was hot and caressed the people on the cliff. In the heat wave, Ren Bu Zai was sweating like a rolling stream, and the blood stains had dried. Although the black-clothed men were fighting in a round-robin battle, they were still sweating and panting. Against the backdrop of the scorching heat wave, it seemed that time was passing quickly, escaping from the scorching afternoon heat. Ren Bu Zai fought with the others for a long time. Although he wanted to save more energy to hold on until the reinforcements arrived, he was naturally aggressive. Once the battle lasted for a long time, Ren Bu Zai gradually became excited and focused. He even forgot to stop his strength. Although he has restrained most of it now, he still wastes a lot of energy. After fighting for so long, Ren Bu Zai's arms and limbs were actually numb. If it weren't for his instinct, how could he hold on until now? But most of the black-clothed men were actually very afraid. After fighting for so long, this guy still didn't show any signs of fatigue. You can imagine how deep his internal strength is. But although he was very scared, his moves were swift and accurate, and he forced Ren Bu'er into a dead end many times. However, every time Ren Bu'er was in a life-and-death situation, he was able to resolve it smoothly. If it weren't for the big water drops rolling on his body, everyone in Suhe would probably think that this was the God of War descending to the earth, right? But the God of War would not descend to the earth, and Ren Bu'er was not the God of War. This fight was completely supported by overdrawing Ren Bu'er's life. After all, numb limbs would reveal fatal flaws even if they were used by the most skilled masters. Ren Bu'er's internal strength was about to be exhausted, and his limbs, which were swinging by habit, seemed to be somewhat out of control. Even that oblique sword was just a fraction of the way off. Everyone saw the opportunity and attacked, and blood immediately spilled on the ground. Ren Bu'er had been hit several times. It seemed that the pain made his limbs more awake. When these swords and knives did not touch his fatal internal organs, Ren Bu'er shouted loudly, stirring the sword with his hand, and with this terrifying shout, he actually scared everyone so much that they dropped his sword and stepped back several steps. The wounds from the weapons were not serious, and they fell one after another. In this gap, Su He had already rushed up, as if everyone retreated to make room for Su He. Su He rushed out of the crowd, and with a sound of breaking through the air, he hit Ren Bu Zai's chest and abdomen with a palm. "Puff!" Ren Bu Zai's vision had already blurred, and he thought he was about to fall, but who knew that a figure rushed over and hit him in the chest. Ren Bu Zai only felt his lungs surging, like the surging rivers of the four seas. When he flew out, he seemed to see the sky full of stars and moons. There were sounds of wind and rain in his ears, but the wooden sword and scabbard in his hands were still tightly held, and he would not let go even if he died. Just like this, is he dead? Is it already, night? The stars are out... How can there be so many moons... One... Two... Three... Alas, it is a pity for such a hero to die. If there were no battle today, he must have become another sword god. Su He sighed in his heart, as if he was lost, like a heavy stone falling to the ground. It's a pity anyway. Even a god can't save this bottomless cliff. "Perhaps, I shouldn't have come to replace my brother." Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a wind rushing over. Everyone exclaimed: "Qing..." "Uh!" Before the man could exhale, he was knocked down by the gray-white fog that came over. The fog took advantage of the force and flew to the cliff, and it fell down with a thousand-pound weight. Before Su He looked back, he saw a girl with long hair and blue-white clothes falling off the cliff. He hurried to the edge of the cliff and saw only the vast sea of ​​clouds and the rocks at the foot of the cliff. "This is..." Su He seemed to be a little heartbroken, "They were originally a pair of mandarin ducks, but... they were forced to death by me."

"I shouldn't have come." "Miss, shall we retreat?"... The two flying birds flew over the cliff, and the clouds and geese disappeared. The white robes in white clothes were out of ideas. The two sons were united in heart and were willing to turn into a sword to break the sky. Ren Buzai fell with the wind, as if he hadn't meant to. He slightly opened his closed eyes, and seemed to see Gongsun Zhi falling from above, and was shocked to sweat again. He was no longer tired, and said, "What are you doing?! Are you crazy!" "Take a breath, concentrate, the sword is lost." Gongsun Zhi interrupted Ren Buzai's words, without the usual smile, her expression was very firm and calm. Ren Buzai said in his heart, "How could it be lost?" Looking at the eyes of Gongsun Zhi flying down, Ren Buzai gritted his teeth, put away the sword, and inserted it behind him. He stretched out his left hand to hold Gongsun Zhi, and the two of them only heard the whistling of the wind in their ears. Besides the rocks on the edge of the cliff, there were lonely pines and flying monkeys. But the fall was so fast, how could they find anything to cushion the fall. If this continued, the two of them would definitely die. Ren Buzai's palms were sweating, and he looked around, but there was no place to get leverage. If the two of them got close to the cliff with leverage, they would use the sword in their hands as a buffer. One of them would definitely die, which was even more against Gongsun Zhi's wishes. What should they do? At this moment, they suddenly saw a lone pine tree that stretched out from the cliff and flew over in a hurry. The two exchanged glances and understood each other. Ren Zai was calculating the timing and tried to throw Gongsun Zhi closer, but it was still not enough. Gongsun Zhi quickly drew out the scabbard of her long sword, blocked the pine branch that was like a flying dragon, and used the force to pull the two closer. With this delay, the speed slowed down a lot. "Woo!" Ren Zai didn't dare to ask, but just held his hand tighter. The more energy they saved, the more chances they would have to survive. Squeak... Taking advantage of the pine tree's slowdown, Gongsun Zhi threw away the scabbard and swung the sword hard into the cliff wall. Sparks flew and sand sounds were heard. Although Ren Zai knew that this was inevitable, he couldn't help feeling sad. This sword was the only relic of Gongsun Zhi's mother. In the current situation, even if it was a precious sword, it would inevitably be destroyed. But people can die, but people must not die! With this momentum, the speed of descent also gradually slowed down and finally stopped. The two looked at each other and understood that they must not relax in this life-and-death situation. They must get down the cliff safely while they still have some strength, otherwise they will just stay in the gates of hell for a little longer. After making up her mind, Gongsun Zhi stretched out her feet to push against the cliff and pulled out her long sword. She fell again, and after falling for a while, she inserted the sword into the stone again, sparks flew, and the fall slowed down again. When she stopped, she repeated the process again. In this way, she slowly fell from the clouds, a hundred feet later. Gongsun Zhi had already run out of strength, panting, and her hands were shaking. Ren Buzai pinched Gongsun Zhi lightly, but Gongsun Zhi seemed to be unaware, but she was almost overdrawn. Fortunately, although Ren Buzai was injured and exhausted, he had recovered a little at this time. Climbing the cliff, he used the force to climb up, hugged Gongsun Zhi and took the long sword. "You..." Gongsun Zhi was no longer able to resist. Although she was extremely shy, she could only do this in such a dangerous situation. She could only bury her head in her chest, as if hiding her shameful face, as if entering a warm embrace. The sun rises with the moon, the stars disappear and the clouds sway. The breeze blows by, already bringing a little chill, with the beauty in his arms, even at the critical moment of life and death, Ren Buzai's heart is still hot. He hugged her tighter. "Are you hurt?" The voice is like the fragrance of orchids swaying in the valley, full of fragrance; the love is like flowing water caressing the breeze, leaving a faint ripple. I can't help but feel a sway in my heart. "..." Ren Buzai didn't answer. He forced himself to calm down, drew his sword and slid down again. In this way, he didn't know how many hundreds of feet he had fallen. The two took turns to slide down. Although they were already exhausted, their hearts were already made up, and they seemed to fall with the wind. Just when the two were about to reach the ground, Ren Buzai finally couldn't support himself and fell from the height. Fortunately, there were many branches of trees here. Ren Buzai held the long sword, hugged Gongsun Zhi tightly, protected it in his chest, and cushioned himself underneath. After hearing a few sounds of branches breaking and Ren Buzai's muffled groans, the two rolled down the gentle slope at the bottom of the cliff.