When Fan Daocheng said these words, he looked left and right and saw clearly that no one was around, and then he acted like this.

How could Chen Hetu not know Fan Daocheng's little thoughts? He was afraid that people would see him. He was afraid that people would know that he, the leader of the Wuxiang Sect, knelt in front of Chen Hetu in order to survive.

Chen Hetu looked at Fan Daocheng indifferently and said, "Now you know how to beg for mercy? Why did you go there earlier?"

After hearing Chen Hetu's words, Fan Daocheng knelt on the ground, lowered his head and said nothing.

The reason he didn't speak was that he was thinking about how to survive.

Suddenly, Chen Hetu spoke again: "Fan Daocheng, if I fall into your hands now, will you let me go?"

"Of course!" Fan Daocheng raised his head and said affirmatively.

"Haha..." Chen Hetu smiled, and then said: "We are all adults, you don't need to lie. If you really let me go, you won't let me go when I don't have spiritual energy."

So arrogant! If you... would really let me go, your eyes wouldn't show greed when you attacked me just now."

Hearing Chen Hetu's words, Fan Daocheng was startled.

He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Chen Hetu interrupted and said, "I will give you one minute to commit suicide, otherwise, I will help you."

When Fan Daocheng heard this, his face turned even paler.

He knew that it was useless to say anything now.

He also understood that Chen Hetu never intended to let him go.

After thinking of this, he stood up suddenly, bumped into Chen Hetu, and shouted loudly: "Since you want me to die, then we will die together!"

Chen Hetu had long known that Fan Daocheng would choose to fight to the death.

When Fan Daocheng held his waist and wanted to knock him into a nearby tree, he directly hit Fan Daocheng's back with his elbow.

"puff!"

Fan Daocheng vomited blood and collapsed to the ground.

Then, Chen Hetu stepped on Fan Daocheng's head, looked down at Fan Daocheng and said, "That's it? You also want to die with me?"

Fan Daocheng had a look of despair on his face.

In front of Chen Hetu, he was just like a child, powerless to fight back.

However, he still has options.

Thinking of this, there was a trace of determination in his eyes.

He said viciously: "Since you want me to die, then you don't want to live either."

After saying this, he hugged Chen Hetu's legs, mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and began to self-destruct.

Chen Hetu sneered: "Haha... you are actually willing to blow yourself up? It seems that you really don't intend to live anymore?"

"But you want me to be buried with you? That is simply a dream."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Hetu kicked Fan Daocheng's hand holding his leg with his other foot.

Fan Daocheng felt pain and then let go of his hand.

Taking this opportunity, Chen Hetu kicked Fan Daocheng's body again.

He flew out directly and fell ten meters away.

Taking advantage of this time, Chen Hetu mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, condensed it into protective spiritual energy, and then used the "Illusion Void Step" to quickly leave the place.

At the same time, the spiritual energy in Fan Daocheng's body reached its peak.

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!