The shout was so terrible that the smell of blood rushed over me.

The ladies in the box couldn't help but shudder when they heard the scream.

There was even a weaker body trembling and falling back, and the maids around him hurriedly supported him.

The voice lingered in the building for a long time, but after it dissipated, there was a dead silence for a while, and after a long time no other sound was heard, only in the box on the second floor did a young lady open her fingers covering her eyes, peek out of her fingers, and asked the people around her in horror, "How is it?" ”

The people around her didn't answer her, they all looked out the window in amazement, the young lady was strange in her heart, raised her voice and poked the maid next to her, "What's going on?" Is man dead? ”

The maid shook as if she had suddenly reacted, "No, she's not dead." ”

"Not dead?" The young lady said curiously, boldly put down her hand, looked downstairs, and was surprised to find that in the vacant circle, the girl was standing there motionless.

The young lady rubbed her eyes and found that Sima Hao was very close to her, her mouth was wide open, and her expression was distorted.

She looked around and saw that everyone around her was looking downstairs in disbelief.

The scream just now actually came from Sima Hao's mouth!

And Sima Hao smashed in front of the woman's fist with the momentum of wind and thunder, and a palm appeared.

That palm had been waiting there from the beginning.

Very small, very white and tender.

It is the palm of a fourteen-year-old girl.

It is Zhu Luan's palm.

And Sima Hao's iron fist, which was originally like a hurricane, was tightly attached to the palm of that white and tender palm.

The crowd couldn't understand what was happening, why such a powerful fist met the palm of the hand, but it didn't move like an iron plate that had been hit.

And although Sima Hao's punch just now was damaged, it was full of internal strength, even if it was a real steel plate, it could poke out a big hole, not to mention the girl's fragile body.

Just when everyone was puzzled by this strange picture, Sima Hao shouted, the green tendons on his neck burst out, and the air flow around the fist that had originally lost all momentum rose again!

Then at this time, the person standing outside the circle suddenly felt a chill.

The wind is blowing.

The wind started out of nowhere, but it was getting more and more violent.

Then they saw that the palm that was blocking Sima Hao's fist slowly tightened and turned into a fist.

However, in Sima Hao's thick fist, this fist that counteracts it looks very delicate.

However, it was this small fist, and the moment it touched Sima Hao's fist, Sima Hao let out a miserable scream again.

After that scream, there was a crisp click.

The sound was brittle, small at first, then louder and louder.

People only saw that there was a flash of fire in the woman's fist, accompanied by a crisp click, and blood splattered between the fists of the two!

The timid young lady was again so frightened that she covered her eyes, but the men opened their eyes wider, and those who were close to them were horrified to find that the big fist, which was against the small fist, was actually broken!

Sima Hao's pupils narrowed, his teeth creaked, and he looked at his fist in fear and blankness.

Countless cracks appeared on the surface of his knuckles, and the flesh and blood were blurred, revealing Sensen's white bones, and these white bones continued to crack, revealing sharp bone ballast!

And those cracks were like life, spreading from his fingertips upwards, instantly rising to his wrists, and his wrist bones were shattered in an instant!

An ugly roar burst out of Sima Hao's mouth, like a wounded beast, and the blood-red eyes that had been eroded by the intense pain were deeply empty.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, he had smashed the wrist of a cultivator.

And just a quarter of an hour later, his wrist shattered.

And it was a little girl who seemed powerless to smash it.

Pain! Pain! Pain!

In his life, it had never hurt so much.

Even the girl's fingers, which originally looked like tender onions, turned into a flood beast in the eyes of the young boy who was carried away by the pain.

Who would have thought that this slender palm has such power?

Listening to Sima Hao's screams, the cultivators upstairs all changed color.

The world in the eyes of practitioners is different from ordinary people, and now, the world in their eyes is turbulent.

They saw an unimaginably large amount of Heaven and Earth Vitality surging in the woman's fist.

This fluctuation is not at all like a cultivator of the Yi Heaven Realm can mobilize!

But this woman's is indeed only in the Yitian Realm!

"Suppressing the Breaking Realm turns out to be such a truth." In the Tianzi Pavilion, Princess Jinyang, the only one who knew the truth, shook her head and sighed.

On that day, in the underground secret room, when the meridians were restored, it was clear that he could break through to the Huayuan Realm in one fell swoop, but Zhu Luan suppressed it and did not allow himself to break through.

Ordinary people couldn't resist the temptation of rapid promotion, but she gave up easily, Princess Jinyang couldn't understand it at that time, but she understands it now.

And the achievements left by her imperial sister during her lifetime, which she couldn't understand since she started practicing, she also understands now.

This is probably the way her imperial sister, Princess Yingluan, practiced.

When the conditions for breaking the realm are reached, she does not break the realm, but suppresses the realm, concentrating on tamping the true yuan, and strives to broaden the meridians to the maximum that this realm can be broadened in each realm, and the capacity of the true yuan is tamped to the maximum, so no matter when, her strength can be several times or even more than ten times higher than that of a martial artist in the same realm.

Therefore, Princess Yingluan was undefeated in the duel with the realm during her lifetime.

Since she was challenged by masters from all walks of life at the age of ten, Sister Huang has never lost to a cultivator of the same realm.

Undefeated in nine years.

Princess Yingluan's meridians can hold a higher amount of internal qi than anyone else in the same realm, this is something that women and children in the cultivation world know, but everyone attributed it to her outstanding natural bloodline, and no one ever guessed that it was because she might have suppressed the speed of breaking through the realm.

Of course, if that kind of breaking speed is still suppressed, everyone will doubt life.

Because if the width of her meridians was several times that of an ordinary cultivator, it also meant that the accumulation of true yuan required for her to break through the realm was also several times that of an ordinary cultivator.

If it was really as she guessed, she also suppressed the speed of breaking through the realm in this way...... Princess Jinyang couldn't help but shudder, and then shook her head.

All this is conjecture, after all, in this life, the imperial sister's divine soul has been greatly damaged, and her natural bloodline is far less than before, so she can only use this way to broaden her meridians.

And just when Princess Jinyang was frightened by her own conjecture, the duel downstairs continued.

Or rather, it would be more accurate to say that it is unilateral to wreak havoc.

Sima Hao, who was originally standing in place, had a distorted face, not only did he no longer move forward, but began to retreat rapidly!

The true element of his whole body was mobilized to the limit, and for the first time in his life, he retreated so quickly, and what made him desperate was that the slender palm seemed to be firmly sucked on his fist, no matter how many pieces he retreated, it was like a ghost!

A terrifying amount of true yuan oozed from the girl's hand, all this happened too fast, Sima Hao looked at the woman's calm eyes, he had never been so frightened in this life, he realized for the first time that if he didn't leave this person, he would really die!

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