Losing meant death. This was the undeniable law of survival.
"You see, as long as you are alive, there will be people who will suffer for you." Zhang Dashan said calmly, "In the end, they will all have to seek relief by dying. This is the fate you have bestowed upon them. What is the use of your life? Have you contributed anything to anyone? No. Let me help you free yourself from this. "
Yan Li carried Yan Wushuang's body to a corner, then took off his coat and covered it.
"If you want me to die in pain, all you have to do is show me what you're capable of. Don't you feel ashamed to spout so much nonsense? I feel disgusted for you. "
"Brat, you have angered me once again," Zhang Dashan's face was full of anger, and his black hair fluttered in the wind. "I will sew your mouth shut and hang your head on the top of the mountain behind the academy!" As he spoke, he unsheathed his sword.
The fluttering snowflakes suddenly froze in the void, and the heavens and earth were eerily silent for a moment. The next moment, with Zhang Dashan as the center, the snowflakes within a radius of dozens of feet were pushed upward by an invisible force.
The earth seemed to tremble. His anger seemed to have turned into roaring lava. Waves of heat rolled out, forcing Yan Li to feel a stabbing pain all over his body. His eyes could not see anything, and he retreated several feet before he felt a little better.
However, those were only the aftermath of Zhang Dashan's anger. Just the aftermath alone was already beyond what he could bear. Was fighting him a fantasy?
Only by turning the impossible into a possibility could Yan Li be qualified to end all of this. Otherwise, he would die here. The things that happened after his death, those beautiful and ugly, the love and hatred that were neither too much nor too little, would have nothing to do with him anymore.
His life was not long, only nineteen years, but he was no stranger to a battle like this.
Under the raging anger, there was another violent wave, rolling up thousands of layers of waves. A bean-sized water droplet splashed out and shot toward Yan Li.
The speed of the water droplet was so fast and strange that no one had expected it.
Yan Li suddenly leaned back, his back almost touching the ground. A drop of water brushed past the tip of his nose, and with a muffled 'chi' sound, it sank deeply into the bluestone floor behind him.
This caused Yan Li to break out in a cold sweat. If it had hit his head, it would have definitely gone through his skull.
There were no words to describe Zhang Dashan's fearsomeness. He had been famous for decades, and all his skills had been honed to the pinnacle. Every move he made was an irresistible killer move. Moreover, he hated Yan Li. If not for Yan Li's interference, Qu Youfeng would not have died.
He had never married in his life and had no children. Qu Youfeng was his only inheritance and also his only spiritual sustenance.
And that was only one drop.
Yan Li didn't even have time to think. At the same time, he leaned back with both of his hands on the ground, and his whole body bounced back like a grasshopper. "Puff, puff, puff" muffled sounds followed. If he was slower for a blink of an eye, he would have been shot into a hornet's nest.
In midair, he took out the Leaving Cliff and stabbed forward.
The tip of the sword pierced the last drop. He felt the hand holding the sword tremble violently, and the vitality attached to the sword was directly nullified.
"You're too weak." Zhang Dashan looked down on Yan Li from the bottom of his heart. "It's just that I haven't fought for a long time, so I'm just exercising. Don't die too quickly, lest the person seeking revenge lacks pleasure. Then your death will be nothing! "
"You're wrong." Yan Li landed back on the ground.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Dashan asked.
Yan Li said, "Everything is wrong."
"Tell me about it." Zhang Dashan said.
"I'm very strong." Yan Li said.
"What a joke." Zhang Dashan sneered.
Yan Li said, "I can kill you."
"Why?" Zhang Dashan said.
Yan Li said, "If I lose, I can't move forward. I won't lose, so you will die."
Zhang Dashan said mockingly, "Have you lost your mind? I won't take pity on you. "
Yan Li said, "You can't get anything with revenge."
Zhang Dashan said, "There's no use begging for mercy."
"You will die of arrogance." Yan Li said.
"Then try me!" Zhang Dashan laughed coldly. With a flick of his wrist, water droplets covered the sky. Each drop was stronger and more penetrating than the one before, and they all made a shrill sound as they pierced through the air.
Yan Li gripped the Cliff Separation tightly. As he retreated, he swung his sword. With each drop he shattered, his face became paler, and his arm trembled more violently. The sword was a swordsman's life, and the hand was the bridge that connected life.
Now, the bridge that connected life was actually trembling. Sooner or later, the sword would fall out of the hand. Once the swordsman's sword fell out of the hand, he would die.
However, the water droplets were almost endless. If this continued, he would die without a doubt.
"Struggle hard, ant!" Zhang Dashan had already seen his predicament. With a flick of his wrist, another large wave of water droplets flew out. "Let me have my revenge, and I will consider letting the girl in your house go."
The look in Yan Li's eyes suddenly changed. "Don't you dare touch her!"
Zhang Dashan laughed and said, "It depends on your performance."
Yan Li could no longer respond. He was still retreating. Gradually, he could no longer completely shatter the water droplets. The aftermath made the bluestone ground full of holes. Wherever he passed, it was like a meteor shower. The sight of it was so dense that it made one shudder.
Finally, the aftermath that he couldn't completely withstand hit his chest.
Bang!
His zhenqi exploded in his chest, making a rapid explosive sound.
He let out a muffled groan. His heel tripped, and he immediately sat on the ground, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood.
But the sword in his hand still didn't stop, because once he stopped, he would be swallowed by the water droplets that filled the sky.
Those water droplets, of course, were not ordinary water droplets. They were a form formed by Zhang Dashan's zhenqi and sword technique. It was like the sword qi that Yan Li used to release from Leaving Cliff. But if Yan Li's sword qi was used to deal with Zhang Dashan, it would only be a waste of vital energy.
The form of the water droplets was, of course, created casually.
One had to know that the sword technique that Zhang Dashan practiced was called the "Mountain Sea Sword Technique." One could feel its majesty just by hearing the name.
"I'll send you on your way." Zhang Dashan's expression was cold. With a thought, his momentum moved, and the water droplets returned, condensing into a huge wave of zhenqi in the shape of a sword. Not only did this sword have the weight and steadiness of a mountain, but it also had the surging majesty of the sea. The two different sword movements were mixed into one, appearing both strange and ordinary, messy and harmonious. This was something that only an extraordinary person could do.
This sword had the power formed by the condensation of mountains and seas. No matter who saw it, Yan Li was already in a situation of certain death.
His cultivation hadn't even reached the level of a first-grade martial artist, so how could he have survived?
In fact, Yan Li didn't think twice. Now, he wanted to fight for a possibility. He was an extreme pessimist, so he liked to control everything in his hands. That way, he would feel safe. But he didn't wait until he was sure of everything before he did it. Sometimes he had an 80-90% chance, and sometimes he had a 10-20% chance. Who knew?
Like now, it might be less than 10%. Who knew?
He stood up and withstood the raging waves formed by the condensation of mountains and seas. He felt his bones creak as if they couldn't bear the load, but he ignored them. All the muscles in his body were damaged to varying degrees because of the huge pressure, but he ignored them. His blood surged a few times and rushed to his throat, but he forcefully swallowed it back.
He ignored life and death and focused on finishing what he was about to do.
What happened next was not complicated. He just lifted his foot and stomped hard on the ground. In the area that had been attacked by the meteorite shower, the bumpy bluestone slabs shattered at the same time. It was just the surface layer of shattering. Something gushed out from the shattered ground. It was like a gushing spring, but formless. It was like elemental energy, but not pure enough.
But it was extremely powerful. One of them directly penetrated the sole of Yan Li's foot.
Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain. "Sword Concealment!"
Zhang Dashan was surprised to find that something had formed a barrier above Yan Li. They were formless and formless, but they really existed.
What was it?
He could be called a master of cultivation, so he quickly thought of the key point.
It turned out that every time Yan Li shattered the water droplets, he used the Sword Concealment Incantation to transform it into the power of the Sword Concealment Incantation and hide it underground. The earth could even contain the dragon vein, let alone a mere external force.
Of course, Zhang Dashan couldn't think of how to control them.
"All you can do is play some tricks!" he said mockingly. "Let's see how you block it!"
Mountains and Seas fell.
Countless external forces interweaved into a spider web above Yan Li's head.
Of course, Yan Li didn't pin his hopes on it. He was just using it to buy time.
Of course, in the collision with the external forces, Mountains and Seas inevitably consumed energy.
"Formless …"
Yan Li pressed his hand on Separation Cliff and raised his head. The space disappeared and then reorganized in front of him.
Everything that had been reorganized was infinitely magnified in his mind. He leaped up, lifted Separation Cliff high, and took the initiative to crash into Mountains and Seas.
The void suddenly distorted, as if a huge gap had split open, greedily devouring Mountains and Seas.
"How is this possible?" Zhang Dashan was shocked by the scene in front of him. His ultimate skill was actually being devoured.
"Don't even think about it!" He immediately reacted. At the juncture of life and death, he no longer cared about pretending. He used all the strength in his body to mobilize his True Qi. "Let's see how big your appetite is. I'll eat you to death!"
His response was very timely.
At this moment, Yan Li was extremely uncomfortable. Separation Cliff was soon reaching its limit. There was already a large amount of external forces entering his body. If he couldn't bear it, his body would explode and he would die.
But he withstood it. All of the strange phenomena were devoured by it.
Zhang Dashan suddenly realized that if he had used all his strength a step earlier, the spider web interweaved by the external forces would have immediately shattered. It wouldn't have been able to delay him at all, and Yan Li wouldn't have been able to use the Sword Concealment Incantation to block his all-out attack.
One wrong move, and it was this bad?
"Impossible!" His expression was crazy, only because he could foresee what would happen next.
"Burial Abyss …"
A sword light shot straight into the sky.
In this dark night, as if the dome had been torn open, it emitted an unimaginable holy light, and the endless darkness was swallowed up.
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