Chapter 927 The King of All Poisons 3

For practitioners, the vitality in the body is even more important than the spiritual energy.

In a short period of time, 90% of the vitality in the body was consumed, and it was no wonder that he was weak.

Pei Ze has collapsed to the ground, but Jun Mohuang is still alive and well, it is clear who will win this game.

As long as Jun Mohuang stepped forward and dropped his knife, he could kill Pei Ze.

The people in the audience who were sure that Pei Ze would win before, 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 above his forehead in the air.

Straws of black emerged from Pei Ze's eyebrows and penetrated into Jun Mohuang's palm.

Jun Mohuang's white and tender hands were constantly switching back and forth between black and white, which was very strange.

"She... what the hell 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 prompt, everyone thought about it, and it really did.

Jun Mohuang's small hands turned black, which was because he had absorbed Pei Ze's toxin, and the small hands turned white after a while, obviously the toxin was purified.

For a person like Pei Ze who has practiced the Poisonous Palm, the poison in his body is equivalent to his own vitality.

If the toxin is completely absorbed by the opponent, the vitality in the body dissipates, and you will never think about practicing again in this life, and you will be completely useless.

For Pei Ze, the chief disciple of Lingxiao Sect, this is more uncomfortable than killing Pei Ze with one sword.

There was a chill in the hearts of many people, even though Jun Mohuang was a beautiful little girl, her methods were ruthless.

"Stop, stinky girl, stop!"

As only one-tenth of the toxin remaining in the body was continuously sucked away by Jun Mohuang, Pei Ze's face was as white as golden paper, with a painful look on his face.

He started to cover his head and kept rolling on the ground.

But no matter how he rolled, no matter how far he was from Jun Mohuang, the toxins in his body were still pouring out from his eyebrows, rushing into Jun Mohuang's small hands.

Jun Mohuang's palm was constantly absorbing toxins. In fact, she had no idea what would happen to Pei Ze after losing all the toxins.

The black flames in her body were extremely excited at this time, pulling her hands to absorb Pei Ze's toxins, and then devoured them frantically.

This scene is like a person who has been hungry for three days suddenly sees a big white steamed bun.

Even if Jun Mohuang wanted to stop, he couldn't stop at all.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat, stinky girl, stop now."

As the body's toxins continued to flow away, the ninth-layer spiritual platform in Pei Ze's qi sea also began to crack and shattered layer by layer.

Once the spiritual platform is broken, it cannot be repaired again, that is to say, he will lose his strength forever and become a waste.

Pei Ze was terrified, he simply rolled off the high platform and conceded defeat in a low voice.

Of course he was unwilling, but it was not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years. Compared with strength, dignity or something could only stand on the sidelines.

The staff not far from the high platform heard Pei Ze voluntarily admit defeat and immediately opened the barrier.

But even if Pei Ze begged for mercy like this, Jun Mohuang's hands remained only ten centimeters away from his forehead, absorbing Pei Ze's spiritual energy.

"Smelly girl, you are courting death!"

As soon as the barrier opened, Sect Master Peng, who had long been furious, flew over from under the VIP seat, and slapped Jun Mohuang's head with a slap in the air.

Pei Zedu voluntarily conceded defeat, and lost the face of Ling Xiaozong, but this stinky girl is still stubborn.