Zhao Han simply wanted to roar. He simply couldn't understand. Could it be that this wretched ant in front of him really wasn't afraid of death?
Didn't he know that if he controlled the sword array to descend a little more, he could completely kill him?
Was Yan Chutian really not afraid of death? The answer was no. He was afraid of death. He was very, very afraid of death.
He hadn't stopped the Deity Realm's conspiracy, and he hadn't seen his master. Most importantly, Qiu Yu was in danger again because of him. He hadn't saved her yet. How could he die like this?
But even if he was afraid of death, he knew too well that Zhao Han wouldn't show him any mercy.
So he could only bet that Zhao Han was more afraid of death than him and couldn't afford to risk his life. This was the only way he could find a chance of survival.
Looking at Zhao Han's reaction and the attack that was floating above his head, he didn't dare to descend. Yan Chutian knew that he had made the right bet!
Knowing that he had made the right bet, he didn't hesitate at all. He raised his black face that was mixed with charred blood and punched Zhao Han's chest again.
Mysterious Yang Energy!
No matter how Zhao Han tried to resist, he was ultimately not Yan Chutian's match in terms of physical strength and close combat.
Years of pride in the Dao of Formations had already caused him to almost forget when was the last time he had engaged in a fierce close combat battle.
So even though his cultivation wasn't weak and he was about to step into the sixth level of the Yuanying Technique, he couldn't withstand a single blow from Yan Chutian.
Bang …!
After being punched by Yan Chutian again, Zhao Han couldn't hold back the blood in his mouth and spat it out again. But before he could recover, a fatal and dangerous aura immediately attacked him. He had no choice but to circulate his Qi to block it again.
But so what if he blocked it? In the end, he was still blasted away by Yan Chutian dozens of feet away.
Then, Yan Chutian's ferocious attacks followed like a maggot attached to a bone.
He was in an extremely sorry state and had suffered great injuries. However, Zhao Han was unable to harden his heart and control the formation to bring down the giant sword.
Because at such a close distance, he couldn't control whether or not he would be affected. As someone who was well aware of the might of his own formation, he was well aware of how powerful this attack would be.
He didn't have the confidence to resist at all.
However, how could he be willing to be buried together with the ants in his eyes on the Seven Absolute Peaks?
Although he could not harden his heart, Zhao Han could vaguely see through Yan Chutian's thoughts. This caused him to curse the other party in his heart for being treacherous and cunning. However, in the end, he couldn't change his mind.
However, he would naturally not foolishly allow himself to enter a hopeless situation. Thus, at a certain moment, he clenched his teeth and activated the spirit formation again.
Under Zhao Han's urging, the originally ferocious giant formation suddenly became extremely unstable. The power that spread out was even more empty.
Layers upon layers were torn apart, and it was difficult to retract them.
As a formation cultivator, Yan Chutian knew very well what was going on. Zhao Han wanted to self-destruct the formation!
Moreover, he was extremely cunning. Although he wanted to detonate the formation, he didn't do it immediately. Instead, he let the formation shrink its power and then completely detonate it.
In such a situation, it was obvious that Zhao Han already knew that Yan Chutian wasn't really courting death. However, if he continued to pester him without regard for anything else, the result would be both sides dying.
One had to admit that Zhao Han wasn't stupid. He retreated in order to advance and directly handed the initiative to Yan Chutian.
Of course, Yan Chutian didn't really want to die. Thus, the moment he knew that Zhao Han was going to detonate the formation, he immediately fled outside the formation.
As for Zhao Han himself, he fled even faster than Yan Chutian. His body turned into a streak of light and almost tore the space apart.
While the two of them were frantically fleeing, the great formation that had shrunk its power finally exploded after a moment.
The turbulent fluctuating power instantly shattered the layers of space. Like a storm, it quickly spread out to the surrounding area.
Such a huge commotion naturally attracted the attention of almost all the living beings in the Seven Extremity Peaks.
No matter how fast Yan Chutian fled, he was still affected by the aftershocks of the self-destruction. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his body was like a cannonball, falling straight to the ground in front of him.
He didn't know how long he had been smashed before he landed heavily on the ground, leaving a deep mark on the ground. Only then did he gradually come to a stop.
However, at this time, Yan Chutian had already fainted. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
The fluctuations raged for a long time before it finally subsided. After an unknown amount of time, two figures approached from afar.
Looking at Yan Chutian, who was lying on the ground, it was unknown whether he was dead or alive. The younger one, who was still childish, couldn't help but say to himself in shock, "That huge commotion on the Seven Extremity Peaks just now, was it caused by you?"
However, Yan Chutian was already unconscious and naturally couldn't answer his question.
At the same time, the more mature woman behind the young man had the same shock in her beautiful eyes. However, after thinking for a while, she finally shook her head gently.
This should be a pitiful person who was affected by the explosion. With such a huge destructive commotion, not to mention her, even her father would die without a doubt if he experienced it.
The person in front of her, although in a very sorry state, seemed to be about the same age as her.
"Little Che, save him and bring him back."
The woman said softly. Hearing this, the young man didn't refute and directly carried the unconscious Yan Chutian on his back. He followed the woman's footsteps and headed out of the Seven Extremity Peaks.
As the night grew late, a man and a woman returned to an extremely grand manor.
Many people were not surprised to see the woman and the young man bring back a dying man, because they were all used to it.
They were already aware of the kindness of the young lady and the young man. In the past, they had already saved many people.
However, what pained them was that if saving a life was more meritorious than building a seven-floor pagoda, then why did such a difficult thing happen to the young lady and to their Baili Family?
After the young man cleaned the dying Yan Chutian, the woman walked up and sensed the former's injuries.
When she sensed it, her beautiful eyes were immediately filled with shock. This was because she found it hard to imagine that a person who had suffered such heavy injuries was actually still alive and still had a breath of life.
Regarding this, she wasn't confident that she could heal the other party. She could only do her best to treat his injuries.
After an entire night, the woman and the young man finally walked out of the room together.
Seeing the woman's slightly haggard face, the young woman couldn't help but feel a bit of heartache. She hurriedly said, "Big Sis, in order to save him, you used up a lot of energy. Quickly go and rest."
However, hearing this, the woman's beautiful eyes slightly changed. She then calmed herself down and slowly said, "There's no time. I have to quickly go into seclusion to cultivate and see if I can step into the second layer of the Yuanying Technique as soon as possible."
The young man knew why the woman was so anxious, so he felt even more heartache. "Big Sis, the Zhuo family is too much of a bully, then …"
However, before the young man could finish speaking, the woman lightly shook her head and slowly said, "Xiaoche, stop talking.
"Little Che, don't say anymore. This is how the world is."
Following this, the woman didn't say anything else. She turned around and slowly left, heading towards her own seclusion.
Looking at the woman's back, the young man tightly clenched his right fist. However, after a long time, he could only helplessly release it.
This was because he knew all too well that he was too weak to do anything about his big sister's situation.
Under such circumstances, time quickly passed. Very quickly, three days had passed.
However, after three days, Yan Chutian was still unconscious and showed no signs of waking up.
However, on the third day, in the entire Yang Tian City, something happened that caught everyone's attention.
The young master of the Zhuo family, Zhuo Lie, was going to fight with the eldest daughter of the Baili family, Baili Suyue. If Baili Suyue lost, she would have to marry the former.
As for if the young master of the Zhuo family lost, no one cared because in their eyes, the young master of the Zhuo family would win without a doubt.
Moreover, this fight wasn't fair to begin with. Even if the Baili family won, so what? It wouldn't change the final result.
The Zhuo family was simply too strong. This time, they had already set their sights on the Baili family.
In the central square of Yang Tian City, countless people had already gathered. On both sides of the central stage, there were people from the Baili family and the Zhuo family.
The person leading the Zhuo family was a haggard old man. However, everyone knew that this old man, who looked like he had one foot in the grave, was the Zhuo family's biggest trump card.
Moreover, if it weren't for his sudden return, the Zhuo family wouldn't have attacked the Baili family.
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