He still had the three protective talismans left behind by Dongguo Haoran in his body. He had not used them yet, only to save his life at the critical moment.
However, he had no intention of using them against the terrifying power of the Holy Rakshasa.
It was not that he did not want to, but that they were useless against the Holy Rakshasa. They even affected his Cosmic Shift. If not for the Cosmic Shift dissipating the violent attack, he would have been punched into a meat patty by the Holy Rakshasa. Under such circumstances, if he used the protective talismans instead of the Cosmic Shift, he would be courting death.
The Taiyi Diffraction Sword Art and protective talismans were like child's play against such a terrifying person. He did not even have the right to use them.
He could even sense from the Holy Rakshasa's aura when she broke through Guan Fangyi's Heavenly Sword Talisman that the Holy Rakshasa had not used her full power. It was like a fight between an adult and a three-year-old. If the adult was angered, the adult would just slap him. Which three-year-old could make the adult go all out?
This was the first time he had encountered such powerlessness and helplessness. He wailed in his heart.
Even though he was at the end of the road, he would not sit and wait for death. His cracked palm struck out again with another Cosmic Palm.
However, the approaching fist suddenly stopped. It moved like lightning and was as still as a virgin, allowing Niu Youdao's palm to hit it.
Bam! There was a loud sound.
The power of this palm was nothing to the Holy Rakshasa. The Holy Rakshasa did not move at all.
She did not retract her palm from the other party's fist. The fist and palm did not separate.
Sensing that the other party had deliberately allowed him to hit her without reacting, Niu Youdao looked at her in shock. What was the meaning of this?
He did not know if it was an illusion, but the demonic silver patterns on the Holy Rakshasa's face seemed to have shrunk. Her face seemed to have become more human-like.
The Holy Rakshasa looked at him with a perplexed expression and suddenly asked, "Who am I?"
There was no anger in her tone, only endless confusion.
Who are you? Can you believe what I say? Niu Youdao was suspicious. He had tried to fool her previously, but now she had jumped into his trap. What was the meaning of this?
However, since there was a chance to ease the tension, he naturally wouldn't let it go. He tried to withdraw his fist to show his goodwill, and the other party also slowly withdrew his fist.
Niu Youdao had just heaved a sigh of relief when he suddenly had a fright.
Hu! The Holy Rakshasa suddenly punched out again.
In a moment of desperation, Niu Youdao struck out with another Qiankun Palm, which once again landed on his opponent's fist. Once again, he was unharmed, as his opponent's fist once again stopped.
Next, they exchanged blows. You punched, I punched. The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding of each other.
Niu Youdao had no choice but to play along with the other party's rhythm.
The more he played, the more surprised he became. This time, he could see it clearly. Every time he hit her, the demonic silver patterns on the Holy Rakshasa's face would show signs of fading.
Yuan Gang, who was in a daze from the shock and felt like his body was about to break apart, finally woke up slowly. His legs were still trembling, as if he was unable to support his body. As he panted, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the rumbling sounds. It would have been fine if he hadn't looked, but when he did, he was speechless. What was going on?
He saw the Holy Rakshasa throw punch after punch at Niu Youdao, while Niu Youdao countered with punch after punch. The two of them stood there without moving, continuing to fight head-on.
This scene truly shocked Yuangang. The Taoist Elder was actually so powerful that he could actually fight head-on with the Holy Rakshasa, who was evenly matched in strength?
However, on further thought, that didn't seem right. He often sparred with Niu Youdao, so he more or less knew the depth of Niu Youdao's strength. The Holy Rakshasa's strength was on a completely different level. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the difference was like heaven and earth. How could he fight head-on like this?
Due to his vision, he couldn't see clearly. He took a step forward, wanting to get closer to see what was going on between Daoye and the Holy Rakshasa. Suddenly, his legs went limp, and he almost knelt down. He used his sword to support his body.
An intense pain came over him. He felt like every part of his body was being torn apart, and he couldn't move an inch. The power of that attack was too strong.
He was very glad that it was just as Daoye had said. The Holy Rakshasa seemed to be a little muddle-headed. She didn't think about how to use her attacks, and it seemed to be a little random, relying on her instincts. She only used her soft wings to attack him. If she had used a heavy punch, with the strength of his current physical body, he would probably have died immediately.
He raised his head again to look at the two of them fighting. Regardless of how Daoye could fight head-on with the Holy Rakshasa, he now felt a little regret for his rashness. It turned out that Daoye really had a way to deal with it. His own rashness had not only harmed himself, but also implicated others.
When he looked back, he didn't know how Guan Fangyi was doing. Yuan Fang had disappeared without a trace.
His entire body was in so much pain that it felt like it was going to split open. His legs went limp, and he couldn't find her, much less help Niu Youdao.
His body leaned against the saber that was planted on the ground, and he slowly adjusted his breathing rhythm. His abdomen gradually rolled, and a red mist appeared between his nose and mouth. His breathing sounded like bellows.
The two of them were still fighting. The two of them slapped back and forth. You punched, and I slapped. They were indeed well-coordinated.
As they fought, Niu Youdao noticed that there were tears on the Holy Rakshasa's cheeks, and there were tears rolling down her cheeks.
The Holy Rakshasa raised her other hand and gently scraped off a teardrop on her sharp fingertip. Under the silver light, it was crystal clear.
Her gaze shifted from the teardrop on her fingertip to Niu Youdao. She murmured, "Why am I crying? Why am I feeling so sad?"
Niu Youdao didn't know. He wanted to ask her, "What are we doing?"
The other party's punches were deliberate, and his slaps were carefully accompanying her. As long as you're having fun, it's fine.
However, Niu Youdao really wanted to ask, "Are you done playing? If this goes on, my transcendence energy won't be able to handle it! " By then, even if I'm not beaten to death, I'll probably die of exhaustion under your feet. Isn't my death unjust?
Boom! Niu Youdao swung his palm to receive another punch from her. A strong gust of wind blew away the teardrop on her fingertip.
Niu Youdao's palm that was pressed against the other party's fist softened a little. He placed his five fingers on the other party's fist and tried to grab hold of it.
The Holy Rakshasa, who withdrew her fist slightly, was stunned. Sensing that the other party had no ill intentions, she stopped her arm and didn't retract her fist. She let the other party grab it and stared at him.
Seeing that the other party's emotions were still stable, Niu Youdao transferred his transcendence energy through the other party's fist and checked the condition of the other party's body.
He wouldn't know if he didn't check, but he was surprised.
This demon seemed a little different from the demons in the outside world. At least, it was different from Yuan Fang whom he had checked. Yuan Fang's demonic Qi was self-controlled, but the Holy Rakshasa's body seemed to be filled with a large amount of uncontrollable demonic Qi.
This kind of demonic Qi seemed to be different from ordinary demonic Qi.
Niu Youdao could sense that the Holy Rakshasa's body contained normal demonic Qi, and the foreign demonic Qi seemed to be constantly mutated from the normal demonic Qi.
The normal demonic Qi was contained in the body, but the mutated demonic Qi flowed through the meridians and Qi Sea of the Holy Rakshasa's body, which had a different structure from a human's.
What he found most strange was that the Cosmic Palm force he had injected into the other party's body was depleting the uncontrollable demonic Qi in the other party's body. The cold and hot forces, as well as the Yin and Yang forces, seemed to be able to achieve the goal of depleting the foreign demonic Qi.
That's right. Niu Youdao confirmed that the other party was indeed depleting the foreign demonic Qi.
The foreign demonic Qi was also neutralizing his Cosmic Palm force. Not long after, the Cosmic Palm force was depleted.
He looked at the Holy Rakshasa, and the Holy Rakshasa looked back at him. At that moment, their gazes met. They seemed to feel the depletion of the Cosmic Palm force at the same time.
Niu Youdao finally understood why the other party was fighting with him non-stop. It seemed that the other party needed his palm force to help dispel the foreign demonic Qi in the other party's body. However, the other party did not seem to know how to express it.
After making a judgment in his heart, Niu Youdao immediately circulated the Cosmic Art and channeled the Yin and Yang forces into the other party's body, depleting the uncontrollable demonic Qi.
The Holy Rakshasa's eyes flickered, but she did not resist.
Niu Youdao was relieved. He began to control his Dharmic powers to refine the demonic Qi in the other party's body.
As such, the rate of depleting the foreign demonic Qi was naturally much faster than the temporary palm force. It was depleting quickly.
Not long after, Niu Youdao revealed a look of surprise. He realized that the Holy Rakshasa's flowing silver hair was gradually dimming. The two sharp ears that protruded from the sides of her hair were slowly shrinking back. The demonic silver patterns on her face were gradually disappearing.
As the foreign demonic Qi was depleting, not only did the silver patterns on the Holy Rakshasa's face disappear, but the sharp claws on her claws were also gradually shrinking.
Gradually, the hard bones on her forehead and nose bridge were shrinking. The hard bones that grew on the surface of her body were also shrinking.
Her hair had turned black, with long, beautiful black hair …
Yuan Gang, who was supporting his body with the saber, had already straightened his body. Slowly, the half-sphere rolling on his abdomen disappeared, and the red mist that he breathed through his nose and mouth was also sucked in.
Yuan Gang suddenly opened his eyes, which were once again filled with vigor. His body moved slightly, and all the muscles and bones in his body crackled.
Seeing that Niu Youdao and the Holy Rakshasa seemed to be locked in a stalemate, Yuan Gang swung his arm and drew his saber. His robust physique held the saber horizontally in his hand as he dashed forward like a cheetah, wanting to help Niu Youdao.
Niu Youdao's eyes flashed, and he barely managed to lift his dislocated arm with his arts. He pushed his palm out at the charging Yuan Gang, indicating for Yuan Gang to stop and not act recklessly.
This Demon King was so terrifying. It was not easy to pacify him. If he were to infuriate him again, it would be useless even if he were to charge forward and risk his life. The two of us together would not even be able to withstand a slap from him! Niu Youdao criticized silently.
Yuan Gang noticed it and slowed down his charging speed.
Niu Youdao heaved a sigh of relief and slowly lowered his dislocated arm. He continued to help the Holy Rakshasa resolve the foreign demonic Qi in peace.
However, he could not help but glance at Yuan Gang, feeling speechless. Wasn't this monkey's body a little too monstrous? It was already very exaggerated for him to be able to get up after taking a blow from the Holy Rakshasa. He was leaning on the saber half-dead earlier, but in the blink of an eye, he was jumping around as though nothing had happened. Did he have to be so monstrous?
He found the feeling of comparing himself to others.
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