If you lose, you can only die, this is the undoubted law of survival.

"You see, as long as you live, there will be people who suffer for you. Zhang Dashan said lightly, "Their final ending is that they all have to die for relief, this is the fate you gave them." What is the purpose of your life, and who do you contribute? No, let me help you out. ”

Yan Li carried Yan Wushuang's body to the corner of the wall, and then took off his coat and covered the corpse.

"If you want me to die in pain, all you have to do is show what you can do. If you don't feel ashamed of talking so much nonsense, I'm disgusting for you. ”

"Boy, you have angered me again," Zhang Dashan's face was full of anger, and his black hair was like a hunting sound dragged by the wind, "I will sew your mouth and hang your head on the top of the mountain behind the academy!"

But seeing the fluttering snowflakes suddenly frozen in the void, the heaven and earth were eerily silent for a moment, and the next moment, with Zhang Dashan as the central point, the snowflakes within dozens of zhang were pushed by the invisible qi and reversed.

The earth seemed to tremble, his anger seemed to turn into magma roaring, and the heat wave rolled out, forcing Yan Li's whole body to sting, unable to see, and retreating a few feet before feeling a little better.

However, those are just the aftermath of Zhang Dashan's anger, just this aftermath, which is beyond his bearing, is it a fantasy to face it off?

To turn this impossible into a possibility, Yan Li has the qualifications to end all this, otherwise he will die here, and the things that are behind him, those beautiful and ugly, no more and no less love, hatred and hatred, have nothing to do with him anymore.

He has not been in this life for a long time, only nineteen years, but a battle like today's is really no stranger at all.

Under the surging anger, there was a raging wave again, rolling up a thousand huge waves, shaking out a soybean-sized droplet of water and splashing out, shooting towards Yanli.

The splash was so fast and strange that it was unexpected.

Yan Li leaned back suddenly, his back almost touched the ground, a drop of water brushed against the tip of his nose, and with a muffled sound of "snort", it sank deep into the bluestone slab behind him.

This made Yan Li break out in a cold sweat, if he hit his head, it would inevitably be the result of passing through his skull.

It is impossible to describe Zhang Dashan's terrible in words, he has been famous for decades, and his stunts have all been honed to the peak, and his gestures are irresistible killer moves, not to mention that he hates Yan Li deeply, if it weren't for Yan Li's interference, Qu Youfeng would not have died.

He has never married in his life and has no heirs, Qu Youfeng is his only inheritance and his only spiritual sustenance.

And that's just a drop.

Yan Li didn't have time to think at all, while leaning back with his hands, he pushed to the ground, and the whole person flicked back like a grasshopper, and the muffled sound of "poof" followed, if he was slow to blink, he would have been shot into a hornet's nest now.

Others were in mid-air, took out the cliff, and stabbed forward.

The tip of the sword stabbed the last drop, only to feel that the hand holding the sword trembled violently, and the vitality attached to the sword was like being swallowed by a whale, directly canceling out the invisible.

"You're too weak. Zhang Dashan looked down on Yan Li from the bottom of his bones, "I just haven't done it for a long time, and it's just luck." Don't die too fast, lest the avenger lack pleasure, then your death will be useless!"

"You're wrong. Yan Li fell back to the ground.

"What's wrong?" said Zhang Dashan.

Yan Li said: "Everything is wrong. ”

"Tell me about it. Zhang Dashan said.

"I'm strong. Yan Lidao.

"It's a joke. Zhang Dashan sneered.

Yan Li said: "I can kill you." ”

"Why?" said Zhang Dashan.

Yan Li said: "If I lose, I can't move forward, I won't lose, so you will die." ”

Zhang Dashan sneered slightly: "Aren't you crazy? I won't pity you." ”

Yan Li said: "Revenge is nothing. ”

Zhang Dashan said: "It's useless to beg for mercy. ”

"You will die of arrogance. Yan Lidao.

"Then you try!" Zhang Dashan sneered, and with a flick of his wrist, he shook out an overwhelming drop of water, each drop was more powerful and penetrating than the previous one, and all made a poignant sound of breaking the air.

Yan Li clenched the cliff tightly, retreating while swinging his sword, and with each drop of shattering, his face turned paler and his arm trembled a little more. The sword is the life of the swordsman, and the hand is the bridge that connects the life.

Now, the bridge connecting life actually trembles, then sooner or later the sword will be out of his hand, and once the swordsman's sword is out of his hand, it will be the time for him to die.

However, there is almost no end to the drops of water, and if he continues like this, he will surely die.

"Struggle hard, ants!" Zhang Dashan had already seen his predicament, his wrist flicked, and a large drop of water was thrown out, "Let me have fun with revenge, I will consider letting go of the girl in your house." ”

Yan Li's eyes changed suddenly: "You dare to move her to try!"

Zhang Dashan laughed and said, "It depends on your performance." ”

Yan Li had no way to connect, he was still taking a step back, he was gradually unable to completely break the water droplets, and the aftermath made the bluestone slab become pitted, and wherever he passed, it was like a meteorite rain, which looked dense and chilling.

Finally, an aftermath that he couldn't fully withstand hit him in the chest.

Bang!

True Qi exploded in his chest, making a rapid popping sound.

He let out a muffled grunt, stumbled on his heels, and immediately sat down on the ground, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood.

But the sword in his hand still didn't stop, because if he stopped, he would be swallowed up by the droplets of water.

Of course, those water droplets were not ordinary water droplets, they were a form condensed by Zhang Dashan's true qi supplemented by sword techniques. It's like Yan Li used the sword qi emitted from the cliff, but if Yan Li's sword qi was used to deal with Zhang Dashan, it would have no effect except for wasting vitality.

The form of water droplets, of course, is just made by hand.

You must know that the sword technique practiced by Zhang Dashan is called "Mountain and Sea Sword Technique", and you can feel the majestic meaning when you listen to the name.

"I'll get you on your way. Zhang Dashan's expression was indifferent, and as soon as his mind moved, the momentum moved, and the water droplets returned, condensing into a huge sword-like wave of true qi. This sword not only has the thickness and calmness of the mountain, but also the turbulent majesty of the sea, two different sword momentum is blended into one, which seems to be both strange and ordinary, messy and harmonious, this move is not strange people can not do.

This sword has the power of the condensation of mountains and seas, no matter in anyone's eyes, Yan Li is already in a certain state of death.

His cultivation can't even reach the level of a martial artist, so how can he survive?

In fact, Yan Li doesn't think twice about himself. Now, he's going to fight for a possibility. He's an extreme pessimist, so he likes to have everything in his hands, so that he feels safe, but not everything, he waits until he's sure of everything: sometimes eighty or nine, sometimes one or two, who knows?

Well, like now, it may not be one percent. Who knows?

He stood up, against the raging tide formed by the mountains and the sea, and felt the unbearable sound of his bones, but he ignored it, the muscles of his whole body were damaged to varying degrees due to the tremendous pressure, and he ignored them, and the qi and blood surged several times, surging to his throat, and he swallowed it back alive.

He put life and death aside and focused on what was next.

The next thing was not complicated, he just raised his foot and stomped on the ground fiercely, and within the range of the meteorite rain that had been hit, the potted bluestone slabs were shattered at the same time, and it was a layer of crushing on the surface. Something gushes out of the shattered earth, like a gushing spring, but formless and without substance, like elemental power, but not pure enough.

However, they were extremely powerful, and one of them directly penetrated the soles of Yan Li's feet.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth and endured the pain: "Hide the sword!"

Zhang Dashan was surprised to find that something had formed a barrier in the sky above Yan Li. They are formless, but they are real.

What is it?

He was a cultivation master, and he quickly thought of the key.

It turned out that every time Yan Li Fang smashed the water droplets, he used the hidden sword technique, transformed it into the power of the hidden sword technique, and hid it underground. The land can even accommodate the dragon veins, let alone a little external force?

Of course, how to control them, Zhang Dashan couldn't think of it.

"Trick up some tricks!" he said mockingly, "see how you get in the way!"

Mountains and sea fall.

Countless external forces intertwined into spider webs on the top of Yan Li's head.

Of course, Yan Li didn't pin his hopes on it, he just borrowed it to buy time.

Of course, in the collision with external forces, the mountains and the sea are inevitably consumed.

"Styleless ......"

Yan Li's hand pressed down on Liya, raised his head, the space disappeared, and he reorganized in front of him.

Everything that was reorganized was infinitely magnified in his heart, and he jumped up, lifted high off the cliff, and took the initiative to crash into the mountains and the sea.

The void suddenly distorted, as if a huge crack had opened, greedily devouring mountains and seas.

"How is it possible?" Zhang Dashan was shocked by the scene in front of him, and his stunt was actually devoured.

"Don't succeed!" he immediately reacted, at the moment of life and death, he no longer cared about pretending, and mobilized his true qi with all his strength, "Look how much appetite you have, eat you to death!"

His response was very timely.

Yan Li was extremely uncomfortable at the moment, Liya was about to reach the limit of what he could bear, and a large amount of external force had already poured into his body, if he couldn't bear it, he would only explode and die.

But he withstood it. All visions were swallowed up.

Zhang Dashan suddenly found that if he used all his strength earlier, the cobwebs intertwined with external forces would immediately shatter, and it would not be possible to delay at all, and Yan Li would not be able to block his full force with the hidden sword technique.

One thought, even as far as Si?

"Impossible!" he looked frantic because he could foresee what was going to happen.

"Burial ......"

A sword light shot straight into the sky.

In this dark night, the dome that seemed to have been torn apart emitted unimaginable holy light, and endless darkness was swallowed into it.

Zhang Dashan was in disbelief, his body turned to ashes inch by inch, and he also submerged in it.