Martial Arts Crossover: I am the strongest demonic monk of Tianlong Temple

Unexpectedly, at the point of contact between their palms, an overwhelming and powerful palm force surged forth from Chen Mo's palm like a volcanic eruption!

"What!?"

Li Qiushui's pupils shrank sharply; she hadn't expected the opponent's palm strike to be so terrifying!

The force was so powerful and overwhelming that it far exceeded her expectations, instantly shattering her prepared Yin energy!

"Bang!!"

With a muffled thud, she was struck as if by lightning, and her entire body was sent flying uncontrollably backward.

She couldn't hold back any longer in mid-air, and with a "poof," she spat out a mouthful of blood, staining her veil and the front of her clothes red.

Li Qiushui felt as if her internal organs had been displaced, her meridians were in excruciating pain, and her breathing was instantly out of control.

She flew backwards in the exact direction that Mu Wanqing was standing!

At the same time, this is also her backup plan.

If they can reach a winning hand, then everyone will be happy.

If they can't defeat him, they can use Chen Mo's palm strike to get to Mu Wanqing faster.

Seeing Li Qiushui flying backwards towards her, Mu Wanqing instinctively tried to catch her.

Who could have imagined that the moment Mu Wanqing's hands touched Li Qiushui's back...

Despite her severe injuries, a glint of shrewdness flashed in Li Qiushui's eyes.

She was taking this gamble!

If we can subdue this girl instantly and threaten her life, the little monk will surely hesitate to act rashly!

In a flash, Li Qiushui mustered a breath of Lesser Formless Skill Qi, twisted her body sharply, and slapped Mu Wanqing's shoulder with a palm!

The Lesser Formless Skill's true energy instantly invaded the opponent's meridians, aiming to seal their vital acupoints and control them!

"you!"

Mu Wanqing never expected that Li Qiushui, despite being seriously injured, would still be able to launch a sudden attack.

At such close range, she had no way to avoid it.

He could only hastily raise his other hand, trying to take the blow head-on!

Hands meet!

Li Qiushui's lips were about to curl into a smug sneer, but she froze instantly!

The scenario she had anticipated—where her Lesser Formless Skill instantly shattered the opponent's true energy—did not occur.

On the contrary, his own Lesser Formless Skill True Qi... seemed to be firmly bound by a suction force!

"This is……?!"

Mu Wanqing was slightly taken aback; she had already prepared herself to be seriously injured.

Unexpectedly, the Northern Darkness True Qi within his body accelerated its circulation upon sensing the invasion of foreign true qi!

It's like a person who has been starving for a long time suddenly encountering a delicious dish!

The great flood of the Northern Sea did not arise of its own accord; all rivers flow into the sea, for its capacity is immense!

Almost subconsciously, following this instinct, she activated the absorption power of the Northern Darkness Divine Art!

"what?!"

Extreme fear was revealed in Li Qiushui's eyes, and the true energy of the Lesser Formless Skill within her body surged like a flood bursting its banks.

Completely out of control, it surged wildly against the flow of the meridians towards the palm that was touching Mu Wanqing's!

The Northern Darkness Divine Art?!

His mind went blank; he could hardly believe what he was seeing.

"Do not!!"

She screamed in terror, her voice distorted by extreme fear, desperately trying to forcefully stop the terrifying suction.

but.

All of this was ultimately in vain!

Normally, if Mu Wanqing wanted to use the Beiming Divine Art to absorb Li Qiushui's true energy, she would have absolutely no chance of succeeding!

It could even damage your meridians!

But now, Li Qiushui was severely injured by Chen Mo's palm strike, her true energy was scattered, and her meridians were damaged.

With less than 30% of his full power remaining, he was at a relatively weak point!

That's when Mu Wanqing's Northern Darkness Divine Art took advantage of the situation and devoured his true energy.

Li Qiushui could only watch helplessly as the true energy of her Lesser Formless Skill, which she had painstakingly cultivated for decades, was being lost at an unprecedented rate.

With each loss of energy, her vitality waned, and her complexion grew even more ashen.

"Stop...stop...stop now..."

Her voice was almost pleading, filled with desperate sobs.

That feeling of emptiness and helplessness terrified her more than death itself!

The old woman standing to the side was taken aback at first, not expecting the situation to take a turn for the better, and then she was overjoyed beyond words!

"Nephew, inhale!"

"Give Grandma a good suck!"

She was practically dancing with joy, her small hands gripping Mei Jian's arm tightly, her eyes flashing with a terrifying light.

"You wretched bitch, you've finally met your match!"

"The Northern Darkness Divine Art? Hahaha!! Now you've bitten off more than you can chew!"

"Hahaha! Nephew, well done!"

"Suck this fickle fool dry, let her taste what it's like to be powerless and at the mercy of others!"

Seeing the terrified and desperate expression on her sworn enemy's face, she felt the pent-up resentment that had been building up in her chest for decades finally burst forth!

Chapter 112 It's neither me nor you

After a while, Mu Wanqing felt that the true energy coming from Li Qiushui's body had become thin and weak.

Only then did they slowly come to a stop, and the terrifying suction force abruptly ceased.

Li Qiushui's body went limp, and she could no longer support herself, collapsing like a lump of mud onto the chaotic ruins.

His face was deathly pale, devoid of any color. His once lustrous skin was now dull and lifeless, even faintly exuding an aura of deathly decay.

Even more shockingly, under everyone's astonished gaze, that head of black hair lost its luster at a visible speed, turning from jet black to gray.

In just a few breaths, his hair had turned into a full head of white hair, which clung messily to his cheeks.

The true energy of the Lesser Formless Skill, cultivated diligently for decades, has been lost in eight or nine out of ten places!

An unprecedented feeling of weakness washed over her, like an icy tide engulfing her, and she could even feel her life force rapidly draining away.

Seeing her nemesis's miserable, dejected state and her hair turned white overnight, the old woman felt even more satisfied than if she had killed her herself!

No.

I want to see what this damn bitch looks like.

Thinking of this, she walked towards Li Qiushui, her face full of smugness.

"You despicable bitch!"

She walked up to Li Qiushui, whose face was ashen, bent down, and almost touched her nose with her tiny finger.

"How does it feel? The sensation of having your inner energy drained, isn't it exhilarating?!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Weren't you quite capable just now? Weren't you going to kill this person and capture that person?"

"Why are you lying here like a dead dog now?"

"Retribution! Huge retribution!"

The old woman laughed so hard she almost fell over, slapping her thighs with her little hands as she laughed hysterically.

So much so that they completely let their guard down and didn't notice the crazy, fierce look that flashed in Li Qiushui's eyes as she slumped on the ground!

next second.

Li Qiushui's lips moved silently, and the little remaining True Qi of the Lesser Formless Skill in her body suddenly circulated, transforming into a pulling force.

Dragon-Capturing Skill!

"Huh?! What's going on?!"

Before Tong Lao could react, she felt a powerful suction force coming from Li Qiushui's palm.

what! !

She exclaimed in surprise.

It was as if he was being pulled by an invisible rope, staggering forward.

Immediately, his neck was gripped tightly by Li Qiushui's icy hand!

"Hahaha!!"

Li Qiushui's face was deathly pale, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth. Now it was her turn to laugh wildly.

"You old hag! Don't you enjoy seeing me make a fool of myself?!"

"If I'm not having a good time, you won't be either!"

This sudden turn of events was completely unexpected; who could have predicted it?

Li Qiushui, whose true energy had been almost completely drained, was still able to use the Dragon-Capturing Skill?!

"Your Highness!"