"That's enough!" Ao Man roared, his face looking very angry, "Wang Yuanji, don't go too far!"
"Oh?" Wang Yuanji looked at Ao Man coldly, but she really didn't make any next move for the time being, but stopped where she was.
Compared to Wang Yuanji, who had an indifferent face and was dressed in white and neat clothes, Ao Man's appearance could indeed be called pitiful.
His luxurious clothes had become tattered due to the fierce battle; the hairpin that tied his hair and crowned his head was gone. His black hair fell, but it was stuck together due to the sweat from the fierce battle.
With his disheveled hair and tattered clothes, he looked like a madman.
The grace of being a member of the Bihai Dragon Clan has long been lost.
At this moment, for Ao Man, just struggling to survive from Wang Yuanji's hands almost exhausted all his energy.
Is the gap that big?
Ao Man felt unbelievable.
In the entire Monster Clan, although he is not the strongest in the Soul Condensing Realm, he can at least be ranked in the top five. There are indeed not many other Monster Clan geniuses who can compete with him - perhaps in other clans.
There are always a few genius hermits who keep a low profile and don't want to compete for the ranking, but even if this ranking is enlarged, Ao Man always thinks that he can be ranked in the top ten, and there will be no difference between the so-called "Heaven Ranking" of the human race.
gap.
But at this moment, his self-confidence was completely destroyed.
The gap is too big!
Unbeatable!
Has this woman always been hiding her clumsiness?
Ao Man felt a little panic in his heart: Could it be said that the only three people in the demon clan who are qualified to fight against Wang Yuanji are the only ones left? But one Wang Yuanji is already so powerful and incomparable, if Shangguan Xin, who is rumored to be stronger than Wang Yuanji,
With Ye Jinxuan...
Ao Man no longer dared to speculate anymore.
For the first time, he felt that the demon race's advantage when facing the human race was not as great as imagined.
"Continuing to fight will be detrimental to both you and me, and if I die, you Taiyigu will not be able to get any benefits." Ao Man said in a deep voice, "I can guarantee that all the previous negotiations will be effective. If you are still dissatisfied,
It’s not like we can’t continue to add some conditions, these are all negotiable.”
"Talk?" Wang Yuanji's face darkened, and her knuckles crackled.
Then, before Ao Man could speak, Wang Yuanji rushed to his side, raised her hand and punched the opponent in the face.
It was a bit difficult to dodge.
Wang Yuanji's jab grazed Ao Man's right cheek, and the whistling wind erupted, directly arousing the airflow in the air, turning into a sharp blade and cutting off Ao Man's hair that was raised when he turned his head to dodge.
Broken.
The failure of the right jab did not cause any disturbance in Wang Yuanji's mind.
Because her left fist hit Ao Man's waist and abdomen the moment her right jab missed.
This time, Ao Man failed to dodge.
The physical feeling of the fist hitting her waist and abdomen made Wang Yuanji realize the power that her punch could produce - what martial arts monks are best at is controlling any muscle in the body. In the same way, according to the feedback from the body muscles
, they can also know a lot of intelligence information in an instant, which is why martial arts monks can often display more terrifying combat effectiveness in actual hand-to-hand combat.
The bombardment of this punch made Wang Yuanji understand that the true energy in Ao Man's body was as abundant as before.
He is injured!
The power of the left fist was instantly superimposed - Wang Yuanji could not waste such a good opportunity.
"break!"
With a soft drink, the true energy in Wang Yuanji's body gathered in her left hand, and then penetrated into Ao Man's body instantly through her left fist.
With just one punch, Aoman's already crumbling body-protecting energy was forcibly broken.
At this time, Wang Yuanji's right fist happened to be withdrawn.
She adjusted her center of gravity slightly, withdrew her left fist, but immediately connected with her right fist - this punch still hit Ao Man's waist and abdomen. It happened that the left fist had already knocked out Ao Man's body protective energy.
A collapsed position.
The strength of the punch penetrates the body.
The huge impact forced Ao Man to bend over. He could clearly feel that a strong energy was rushing around in his body, and was wreaking havoc on all his meridians with astonishing destructive power.
And not only that, the tyrannical force that rushed out along the meridians in the body quickly broke away from the confinement of the meridians and began to penetrate and spread throughout his internal organs. Even if he is a member of the True Dragon Bloodline clan,
The body was almost unable to withstand this tyrannical force - all the energy was directly defeated by this force the moment it gathered together, making it impossible to intercept it.
All kinds of changes are just the result of a moment of confrontation.
Therefore, if anyone were watching from the sidelines at this time, they would see that Ao Man had only withstood two punches from Wang Yuanji, and was already beaten to the point where he bent over and vomited blood, and was even unable to organize effective defense and resistance at all.
Ao Man's eyes were filled with horror.
"Asura... you,... what you were originally possessed by was not a demon at all, but..."
"Bang--"
There was the sound of another heavy punch.
Wang Yuanji punched Ao Man in the chest and abdomen again.
This punch was obviously stronger and more terrifying than before.
Because this time Ao Man not only spurted out a mouthful of blood, but the powerful force penetrated directly through his body - a huge white gas visible to the naked eye erupted directly from Ao Man's back, even distorting the air for a time
, it looked as if a pair of wings suddenly grew out of Ao Man's back.
"Bang--"
"Bang--"
"Bang--"
After one punch, Wang Yuanji did not make any pause, and immediately punched a second time, a third punch, a fourth punch...
Every punch can make Ao Man's breath weaken and his face become paler. What's even more frightening is that these punches that penetrate into Ao Man's body completely drain the true energy in Ao Man's body.
The shock and dispersion made it impossible for him to gather together to form an effective defense capability. It was also because these infuriating energy were completely dissipated, which allowed Wang Yuanji's fist power to continue to rage in Ao Man's body, destroying his meridians.
Internal organs, bones...
It can almost be said that every additional attack by Wang Yuanji will make Ao Man's physical condition worse.
Moreover, this worsening situation is completely unavoidable - unless someone can forcefully intervene to stop Wang Yuanji's attack, even just for a moment, it will be enough to give Ao Man a chance to breathe and prevent this situation from deteriorating further.
But the problem is that there is no third person in the place where these two people are fighting!
"Woo——"
Finally, Ao Man couldn't bear such a blow, and when he spurted out blood again, a crisp cracking sound suddenly sounded.
Wang Yuanji suddenly withdrew her fist and quickly opened a distance of more than tens of meters from Ao Man.
Standing in the distance, she stared at Ao Man who was kneeling on the ground, her expression as cold and heartless as ever.
But her eyes did involuntarily scan the area within ten meters of Ao Man without any slack.
Even with just the corner of her eye, she could see that Ao Man looked like inferior ceramics that had not been smelted properly. All the skin on his body had black cracks, and he looked abnormal.
Terrible and terrifying.
But Wang Yuanji, who is familiar with the common sense of cultivation in the mysterious world, knows very well what Ao Man's situation at this time means.
The treasure body is broken!
The foundation is greatly damaged!
The only requirement for a Soul Condensing Realm monk to enter the Earthly Immortal Realm is to resonate with the inner and outer worlds and allow their own realm to catalyze the formation of a stable small world.
Therefore, the Earthly Immortal Realm is also called the Realm of Transformation, which means manifesting a realm.
But in order for the monk's own small world to be stable, the premise is that the body can withstand the burden brought by the manifestation of the small world. This requires ensuring that the monk's own foundation is stable and finding a correct path to condense it.
Out of the treasure body.
However, the treasure body at this stage is not complete and can only be called a half-step treasure body.
Of course, it is not ruled out that some genius monsters can condense a real treasure body at this stage - in this regard, martial arts monks and Buddhist monks have been tempering their bodies since childhood, so they are more or less capable.
has some unique advantages.
But this advantage is not that big. If you are not diligent enough or talented enough, you will not be able to turn this advantage into your own strengths.
Among the current human camps in the Xuan Realm, it is rumored that there are no more than five people who have developed treasure bodies and golden bodies in the Soul Condensing Realm.
The Demon Clan is rather well concealed, and there have never been any rumors in this regard.
Ao Man and Wang Yuanji never underestimated each other from the beginning, so it was reasonable to think that the other party had mastered the half-step treasure body.
At this time, the treasure body is broken, and if you want to restore it to the original state, it cannot be cured in a short time.
The treasure body is a monk's initial understanding of his own path, and it is the foundation of his cultivation. In other words, it is a manifestation of his own foundation.
For example, Wang Yuanji was affected by the demonic incident in the past, so her concept of the Dao is "killing" to prove the Dao through killing - killing is not massacre, and the two have very obvious different characteristics in the Dao.
Therefore, the treasure body that Wang Yuanji condensed is the Asura body in the path of killing.
Think about war.
As for Ao Man - or almost all the True Dragon Clan, the foundation of their great path is to use the common people to prove their destiny. The treasure bodies involved are very diverse. Before they can be tempered and condensed into a real treasure body,
, no one in the mysterious world can tell clearly which path these members of the True Dragon Clan are taking.
Therefore, even though Wang Yuanji broke Aoman's foundation at this time, she still didn't know which path Aoman would take.
The only thing she knew was that when the true dragon clan's ethnic treasure body ruptured, it would cause the fate of the surrounding space to collapse.
The theory of luck is inherently illusory.
Don't forget that there is a person like "Song Nana" in Taiyi Valley, so this theory of luck is naturally not a fantasy.
Soon, Wang Yuanji noticed that within ten meters of Aoman, the ground seemed to be corroded by some strange substance and became a little mottled - the traces were not obvious, a bit like the sunlight filtering through the dense forest.
The spots scattered in the gaps between the branches and leaves are only gray-black in luster. If the surrounding ground was not clean and the sun was bright, it would be difficult for people to notice this change.
Wang Yuanji frowned slightly.
He could feel the putrid smell emanating from those mottled marks. It was a terrifying smell that could almost make any monk's soul tremble. It seemed that if he got even a trace of it, he would fall into boundless hell.
"The smell of death..." Wang Yuanji murmured.
"Wow." Ao Man knelt on the ground, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
But unlike before, the blood spit out had a "fresh" smell. This time, the blood spit out by Ao Man had a very strong smell of corruption, constantly emitting waves of stench, which made people feel sick.
"Let's just give it a try." However, after spitting out a mouthful of blood, Ao Man's expression regained a little rosy color and was no longer as sickly pale as before. "My foundation has been damaged, and I won't be able to come out again for at least the next few hundred years."
...With you, with your qualifications as disciples of Taiyigu, hundreds of years are enough to throw me far away. And I...can pay for my life."
In the mysterious world, whether it is a demon clan or a human clan, a famous sect or a big family, if a child from a big clan is defeated and captured, he can often pay a sum of money to redeem his life - of course the prerequisite
You must be able to redeem your life, and the redemption money must be consistent with your identity and worth. Otherwise, it is not a redemption, but an insult to your opponent.
Wang Yuanji stared at Ao Man, her eyes constantly moving on the other person's body.
That kind of scrutinizing gaze that scanned inch by inch made Ao Man feel panic and fear in his heart.
He knew very well what this look meant, because he had seen it many times in the clan: it was the look in his eldest brother's eyes when he was killing his opponent.
"Killing me won't do you any good!" Ao Man couldn't bear the pressure. At this moment, he didn't have half the pride of being a blood descendant of the True Dragon clan. "It's useless even if you deny it then.
Now the whole secret realm already knows the situation between you and me, if I die..."
"Noisy."
Wang Yuanji's cold voice suddenly sounded beside Ao Man.
Ao Man's heart trembled.
His eyes were looking at the beautiful figure that was slowly dissipating in front of him, and his brain had not yet completely reacted: afterimage? When?
Immediately afterwards, my heart felt a twinge of pain.
Ao Man lowered his head and saw that one of Wang Yuanji's hands had pierced his heart like a sharp blade, and on the fingertip of his middle finger, there was a bright blood bead like a ruby.
He knew that this was his heart's content.
For the demon clan, this is more important than the life essence and blood, and it is also the only essence condensed from his cultivation!
"Why..." Ao Man could not understand until his death why Wang Yuanji was able to break through this death zone formed by the collapse of his treasure body.
"No reason, it's just a way of life and defeat in the mysterious world." As if she wanted Ao Man to die in peace, Wang Yuanji's voice said slowly, "Have you ever heard that Asura is afraid of death?"
"you……"
Ao Man wanted to say something else, but Wang Yuanji had already withdrawn her left hand.
The next second, countless mottled gray shadows scattered around, as if guided by something, converged on Wang Yuanji's body.
Then, these gray auras only flickered on Wang Yuanji's body and skin.
Her eyes turned gray for a moment, but soon returned to their original appearance.
He ignored Ao Man who had fallen to the ground and died.
Wang Yuanji quickly turned around and walked slowly towards Longmen.
As Wang Yuanji gradually moved away from Ao Man, Ao Man's body quickly turned into a pile of withered bones, and he could not even manifest his true body.
No one saw it, but there was a small blood-red bead on Wang Yuanji's left hand, like a marble.
