The vitality in the body is even more important to cultivators than spiritual energy.
Ninety percent of the vitality in the body was consumed in a short period of time, so it was strange that he was weak.
Pei Ze had collapsed to the ground, but Jun Mohuang was still looking confident. It was clear who won and lost in this game.
As long as Jun Mohuang steps forward and raises the knife, he can kill Pei Ze.
Everyone in the audience, who had previously been sure that Pei Ze would win, couldn't help but look stunned.
But what they didn't expect was that Jun Mohuang stepped forward, but instead of killing Pei Ze immediately, he put his hand in the air above his forehead.
Wisps of black emerged from the center of Pei Ze's eyebrows and penetrated into Jun Mohuang's palm.
Jun Mohuang's white and tender hands kept switching back and forth between black and white, which was very strange.
"She... what on earth is she doing?!"
Some people in the audience shuddered when they saw this strange scene.
Someone immediately reacted and shouted: "Jun Mohuang is sucking Pei Ze's poison!"
After this person's prompting, everyone thought this, and it turned out to be true.
Jun Mohuang's small hands turned black, which was because he had absorbed Pei Ze's toxins, and then turned white again, which was obviously because the toxins had been purified.
For someone like Pei Ze who has practiced the Demon Sealing Poison Palm, the toxins in his body are equivalent to his own vitality.
If the toxins are completely absorbed by the opponent and the vitality in the body dissipates, you will never be able to practice again in this life, and you will become a complete useless person.
For Pei Ze, the chief disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, this was even more painful than killing Pei Ze with one blow.
A chill arose in the hearts of many people. Even though Jun Mohuang was a pretty girl, her methods were ruthless.
"Stop it, you stinky girl, stop it!"
As only one tenth of the toxins left in the body were continuously sucked away by Jun Mohuang, Pei Ze's face turned as white as gold paper, with a look of pain on his face.
He started covering his head and rolling on the ground.
But no matter how he rolled, no matter how far away from Jun Mohuang he was, the toxins in his body were still pouring out from between his eyebrows, rushing into Jun Mohuang's small hands.
Jun Mohuang's palms were constantly absorbing toxins. In fact, she had no idea what would happen to Pei Ze after he lost all the toxins.
The ink-colored flames in her body were extremely excited at this time, pulling her hands to continuously absorb Pei Ze's toxins, and then devour them crazily.
This scene is like a person who has been hungry for three days and suddenly sees a big white steamed bun.
Even if Jun Mohuang wanted to stop, he couldn't.
"I give up, I give up, you stinky girl, stop it."
As the toxins in Pei Ze's body continued to drain away, cracks began to appear on the nine-layer spiritual platform in Pei Ze's Qi Sea, and it was broken layer by layer.
Once the spiritual platform is broken, it cannot be repaired, which means that he will lose his strength forever and become a useless person.
Pei Ze was so frightened that he simply rolled off the platform and humbly admitted defeat.
Of course he was unwilling to do so, but a gentleman's revenge is never too late. Compared with strength, dignity and other things can only be sidelined.
The staff not far from the high platform heard Pei Ze voluntarily admitting defeat and immediately opened the barrier.
But even though Pei Ze begged for mercy like this, Jun Mohuang's hands still remained only ten centimeters away from his forehead, absorbing Pei Ze's spiritual energy.
"Stinky girl, you're looking for death!"
As soon as the barrier opened, the enraged Sect Master Peng flew from under the VIP table and struck Jun Mohuang on the head with a palm in the air.
Pei Zedu took the initiative to admit defeat and lost the Lingxiao Sect's face, but this stinky girl still refused to give up.
(End of chapter)