Situ Yan's eyes were blurred, staring at the black cocoon and the black heart-shaped stone suspended above, muttering to himself.
"It's mine, this must belong to me..."
With an expressionless face, I approached Situ Jian.
He suddenly turned around, looked at me with a half-smile, and said in a sinister tone.
"Little brat, your family immortal is dead. You seem very sad? Do you want to come and die yourself? When your true energy is exhausted, you are no different from ordinary people. Tsk, tsk, it's quite touching..."
"Fuck you!"
I cursed, made a fist with my right hand and punched forward with all my strength.
"It's so ridiculous that a fly is shaking a tree."
Situ Yan snorted coldly and made no move. An arc-shaped defensive water wall appeared out of thin air half a foot in front of him.
It's just that the current wall of water is only a "pathetic" less than an inch thick - completely incomparable to the previous "three feet of water wall"!
This shows that Situ Jian's "Qi" is indeed running out. It is really not an exaggeration to say that "one hundred can't survive"...
At the same time, it's also because this guy probably thinks that for an ordinary person, a one-inch wall of water is enough to defend him!
After all, this is water condensed by the practitioner's "true Qi", not real water. It is not only strong but also flexible. Generally speaking, if an ordinary person punches it with all his strength, it will break the muscles and bones just like hitting a real wall.
It's even possible that this guy Situ Qian has already prepared to see the bones in my palms shattered!
However……
Snapped!
My fist directly penetrated the light blue water barrier, and my arm also penetrated...
Immediately followed by a "poof" sound!
It was the sound of flesh being pierced.
My palms have been thrust into Situ Yan's chest like claws!
And, it has tightly grasped his heart...
I could even feel it thumping.
At this moment, time seemed to have stopped.
The cold smile on Situ Yan's face froze in an instant.
call……
I let out a sigh of relief.
"You, you, you! I, I...how is it possible? Impossible! Why, why!"
Situ Yan's expression was twisted, his eyes filled with disbelief and angry roar. And as he roared, blood quickly poured out from his mouth and nose.
My face was expressionless and my tone was indifferent.
"You are wondering why a person who has exhausted his true energy can break your magic barrier with just the strength of his body, right? Because, in addition to practicing magic, I am also an internal warrior."
The punch I just punched was actually the pinnacle punch I punched as an accomplished warrior!
The muscles all over the body were twisted together, the fascia vibrated... When the fist came close to the water barrier, the force was sprayed out like a needle, breaking it up. Then the power of the fist penetrated smoothly.
Then, in less than a tenth of a second, his fists turned into claws, and his nails bounced off as sharp as knives, directly piercing into Situ Yan's heart.
While answering his doubts, he squeezed with his right hand.
I could feel that Situ Yan's heart was crushed into pieces by me in his chest...
My hand retracted, leaving a horrifying hole with bloody flesh.
Gulu, gulu.
Blood gushed out crazily from the big hole in his chest and seven orifices, and soon he became like a "bloody man".
Thump thump thump!
Situ Lian staggered back, and at the same time reached out to cover the big hole in his chest - but nothing came out, and blood still flowed out from between his fingers.
I stared at him, my expression and tone cold.
"You are hopeless. You are a pure practitioner. Even if your physical body is stronger than an ordinary healthy person due to the long-term nourishment of true energy. But if your heart is broken, you can't survive."
"me……"
Situ Yan's eyes widened, and his throat made a sound like a bellows being broken in a rural area.
He may not want to believe that his life is coming to an end.
A super master of the [Path-eating Realm] - and definitely a very strong person in the [Path-Eating Realm] - was killed by me with my bare hands!
If you tell me, no one will believe it, right?
Although I got the last bargain, it was the straw that broke the camel's back.
I stepped forward with a lunge, used my secret strength again, and struck out with the "Xingyiquan" stance [Shunbu Right Collapse Fist]...
boom!
Hitting the center of Situ Yan's chest again, a large dent immediately occurred. With the sound of bones breaking, he flew backwards several meters away and fell heavily at the feet of the huge and strange "black cocoon".
A pair of eyes also began to become dull and lifeless, and the pupils gradually dilated... There was only air coming out but no air coming in. This meant that he was obviously on the verge of death!
It was at this time that I heard rapid footsteps behind me, accompanied by a familiar breath.
Needless to say, "reinforcements" arrived.
Shen Rufeng rushed over with Xiang Fan, why not go, and Ouyang Fei, the three company directors, and several team leaders with higher serial numbers!
"Xiao Wu!!!"
When he saw that I was still standing, he shouted in surprise.
I really have no desire to speak.
He just nodded lightly towards Shen Rufeng, pointed at Situ Lian who was about to die behind him, and then turned around and walked towards the place where Xiao Yuan was just placed...
Now that Situ Yan has been killed, a major crisis has been solved and Madoka has been avenged. Then I have nothing to do here.
I just want to take a good look at Madoka.
As for all the rest, leave it to Shen Rufeng and the others.
I walked to the stone in the corner of the cave, and Madoka, whose body was already cold, was lying here quietly.
like a statue.
The originally snow-white feathers were dyed a dazzling bright red by blood.
I feel like my chest is congested, my nose is sore, and tears are about to fall again...
"No! You can't shed tears, you can't cry any more. Otherwise, if this little bitch like Madoka finds out, she will definitely laugh at me again."
I took a deep breath and tried to hold back the tears welling up in my eyes.
"Silly bird..."
I lowered my head, reached out and gently touched Madoka's cold body. I had a lot to say, but I didn't know what to say at the moment.
Sudden!
I felt that Madoka's originally cold body began to gain a certain warmth.
This kind of temperature is very weak and emanates from the innermost part of the body, but I am keenly aware of it with my palms - after all, the body sensitivity of internal warriors is far higher than that of ordinary people.
I raised my head suddenly, feeling happy.
"What's going on? Madoka's body is starting to feel warm again... Could it be that he can wake up again?"
A glimmer of hope emerged in my heart again.
I continued to place my palm against Madoka's body and feel it carefully.
really!
Madoka's body, which was already freezing cold, was rapidly recovering its temperature. And it got hotter and hotter, and in the end it even felt hot...
"what happened?!"
I changed from the joy I had just felt to being confused, and I retracted my hand.
Then he saw that wisps of high-temperature aura began to rise from Madoka's blood-stained body, and the surrounding air was also distorted - like the feeling next to high-temperature flames.
